Two Dude Ranchers for Dawn [Cowboy City 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Free

withhisfreehandandsqueezinggently.
    “Quitfuckingaroundandfuckme.”Bensaidthewordsinahusky,brokenstaccato,pronouncing thesyllablesintimewiththespasmsmakinghisbodyjerk.
    “Youaskedforit.”
    Garrett reached for the bottle of lube lying beside them and coated his fingers. He shuffled forward,thrustinghiskneesunderBen’sthighs,tiltinghisbodyupwardandexposingthetightknotof hisass.BengaspedasGarrettslidtwofingersintohim,workingthelubeintohishole,andhegavea gruntofsatisfactionasBen’smusclesclampedhardaroundhim.
    Gritting his teeth against the sensation, Garrett rubbed some of the lube over his own erection, makingitslippery.WhenhepushedintoBen,hemetalittleresistance,butonehardthrustwasallit tooktosliderightin.BenbracedhisfeetagainstGarrett’sthighs,andhepusheddownwithhisbody, handreachingblindlyforhisswollendick.
    “Yes,that’sit.Jerkyourselfoff.”GarrettwrappedhishandsaroundBen’sthighs,forcinghimto absorbeverybitofanotherdeep,savagethrust.
    “Faster.”
    Garrett obliged, letting himself go and jabbing his cock into Ben’s hot, wet anus over and over again.Helookeddownattheothermanshakingandgruntingbeneathhim,stunnedonceagainbyhow beautifulBenwas.Hisheadwasthrownback,exposingthestrongcordsofhisneckandhisfirmsquare jaw.Themusclesinhischestwerebunchedandrigid,andglisteningwithalightsheenofsweat.His abdomentrembledasheyankedonhisdick,hisfistwrappedfirmlyarounditandmovingfast.
    Ahard,breath-stealingspikeofheatshotthroughGarrett’sshaftandheleanedforward,chasing thesensationandplacinghishandsonthebednexttoBen’ships,forcingthemantobracehisfeeton Garrett’sshoulders.Heclosedhiseyes,losingthebattletostareintoBen’sfacetowatchhimcome.
    Animageofthewomanblazedthroughhismind,andhesawhernakedandwrithingbeneathhim, cryingwithpleasureashefuckedherpussyandBentookhermouth.
    Heletoutasavageroar,stunnedbythewayhisbodyreactedtothevision,andeverymusclein his groin contracted at the same time, drawing his balls in hard. Somewhere beyond the sound of the blood rushing through his ears, Garrett heard Ben slam into his orgasm seconds before he felt the musclesclampedaroundhiscockbegintocontractrapidly,leavingGarrettwithnochoicebuttoshoot hisloadinaseriesofhot,powerfulspurts.
    He pulled out, wincing as Ben’s muscles held him firm, as if reluctant to let him go. Garrett collapsedwherehewas,lettinghisheadrestonBen’sstill-tremblingabdomen.
    The minutes ticked by, and he had no idea how long he’d been lying there when Ben began to laughquietly.GarrettliftedhisheadandlookedupintoBen’sface,confusedbyhisreaction.
    “What’ssofunny?”
    “Youhaven’tfuckedmethathardinaverylongtime.”
    GarrettfeltthelastofhisenergydrainoutofhimasherealizedBenhadn’tfinishedtalkingabout whathappenedearlier.“Yousaythatlikeit’sabadthing.”
    Benraisedhiseyebrows,asiftheexplanationwereobvious.“LikeIsaid,somethinghasmadeyou hornyand,asmuchasI’dliketotakethecredit,Idon’tthinkit’sjustme.”
     

     
    Garrettgotdefensive,asBenknewhewould,androlledawayfromhim.“Jesus,Ben.Willyoulet itgo?”
    “Calmdown,buddy.I’mnotangry,justcurious.”
    Truthwas,hewasmorethanjustcurious.Inrecentyears,Benhadfoundhimselfworryingfrom timetotimethatGarrettwasn’tgettingeverythingheneededfromtheirrelationship.Sure,thesexwas always good, sometimes great, and they loved each other, but Ben sensed Garrett missed having a womaninhislifefarmorethanhewaspreparedtoadmit.
    Until his Mary had died in a car crash, just over ten years ago, Garrett had been straight. Or, at least,that’swhathe’dalwaysbelieved.Aftertheshockofherloss,heturnedtoBenforsupport.
    They first met five years earlier while working together in New Mexico. Garrett was happily marriedatthetime,andheandhiswifeweretryingforababy.Thetwomenfoundacommonbondin theirloveofhorsesandstruckupaneasyfriendshipthatmadethemwanttospendtimeineachother’s companyoutsideofwork.
    BenthoughtofMaryandsmiled.Shewasabeautifulwoman,insideandout,andheknewGarrett