Page 11 of Bulls and Their Boy


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“Damon, have I told you today how much I love you?”

“I think so, but not in that husky voice you only get when you’re ready to tear up a sweet little ass, my darling.”

I smiled while thinking again how alike we could be at time, especially when our kink kicked into high gear. “I get that too? Well, hell. Shall we chase him?”

Damon smiled as he licked over his lips. “Give him a couple minutes. I’ll go get the lube and rubbers.”

“Good thinking.”

I waited for Damon to fetch what we needed, while I rubbed my cock through my pants. Then we went to the door together, me walking onto the porch before him, and for a moment, we just took in the view.

It was lovely, soft green fields leading to dark green forest. A light breeze caressed my face, cooling the sweat on my brow. From the tree line to the field, my eyes roamed slowly, but Roland was nowhere to be seen. “Where do you figure he ran to?”

Damon sighed long and loudly. “He was talking so much about the guesthouse; I figure in that direction.”

“Good planning on his part. I’d have gone to that field and ran for the trees right ahead.”

Teasing, he said, “He’s smarter than you are, sweetness.”

“I figure you’re right. Shall we?”

“Yes,” he growled. “Let’s go get the fucker.”

Chapter Four

The grass was just coming up again after having been stepped on by someone, so he wasn’t hard to track. Damon slapped me on the back and blessed the army for giving me tracking skills.

I heard a couple twigs snapping behind the guesthouse and knew Damon had been right. “Right to the fucker. He’s too easy.”

“I guess he’s not coming today.”

With giddy delight, I felt our wickedness as it came together in a dark cloud around us. “I did warn him.”

We split off and Damon took the right of the guesthouse, leaving me to continue on to the left. We heard running, and we sped up some too, meeting behind the house and coming nearly smack into the line of trees behind it. Damon grinned over at me, and it was full of lasciviousness, eyes black and narrowed, lips twisting slowly as he started for the trees.

I went into the ones right in front of me and heard more running. He was listening too, Roland, and it was great fun, knowing he wasn’t going to be taken easily. I moved off to the left, where I’d heard him, and I tried to walk quietly.

I remembered my basic training, which was done in woods and the prairie, and I remembered how to walk quietly, moving around things that would make noise when I stepped on them.

I didn’t hear movement again, until Damon came up behind me, pointing silently just off to the right of us. That white button-up shirt, the hem of it was blowing in the slight breeze as Roland tried to hide behind a huge boulder.

He was crouched, making himself smaller, but it was no use. His shirt had ratted on him, so we made our way there, slowly, easily, and before he knew what was happening, we rounded that boulder and Damon grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him to his feet as he let out a holler that echoed in those trees.

Damon pushed him against the rock, and his face was comical, eyes wide as plates and mouth working up to letting out another scream. Damon, the consummate Dom, caressed his cheek sweetly. “There you are pretty man.”

“I…I…”

I was about to say it, but Damon beat me to it. “If you want out, say red at any time, and we’ll stop. If you don’t…well…we’re gonna fuck the hell out of you.”

I was fully invested, and I peeked to see Roland’s hard dick, poking from his khakis. “Yeah, Roland, say the word, or you’re gonna get double-teamed like you never imagined.”

His mouth closed and his chin rose a little in defiance. Well, that is all it took. Damon and I liked a little defiance in a boy, someone that would challenge us a little. Roland’s face was grabbed by Damon’s left hand, while his right moved down to start to loosen his pants.

“Good boy. You need this, huh? Slim pickin’s, in the city, is it?”

“Nothing like the two of you,” he squeaked, though I’m sure he meant it to come out a little more butch.

I moved in and swatted Damon’s hand away from Roland’s pants, making him chuckle darkly. My man was enjoying this, and I was right on board with him, as usual.

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