John let out a nervous breath.
Lawson’s hands slid downward, chasing the muscle from his shoulder to his back. “I see how hard you work for us. How much you give to every single person, and you never quit. It’s incredible. You’reincredible,” Lawson murmured, and paused, sliding his dick between his cheeks, letting him feel him, all of him. John gripped the sheets beneath his hands, nearly humping into the firm mattress beneath him.
Lawson’s hands moved down his lower back and over his hips, gripping him before moving up his sides, continuing to stroke, touch, and massage. Fuck, it felt so good.
“That’s it,” Lawson drawled.
He was surrendering one muscle at a time to the young cowboy, and he was surprised by how little he minded. He trusted Lawson.
His hands slid once more to his hips, “Get on your knees…”
John did, his heart beginning to race.
Lawson applied more lotion to his calloused, strong hands and began to work the backs of his thighs, then upward, climbing higher and higher. John saw stars by the time Lawson reached over and grasped his dick between his legs, stroking it firmly in a tight grip. His moan was weak and breathy. Lawson let out his own breath, fingering the tip of his wetness.
“You’re so sexy,” Lawson whispered against his side, his cock brushing against his ass, pumping against him slowly and methodically. “Do you know how hard I work to earn your praise every single fucking day?”
He shivered, unable to move as Lawson’s other hand slid between his cheeks, sliding his lotioned finger over his entrance, causing John to jerk and nearly buck.
“All I want is your eyes on me, telling me how good I am…” Lawson admitted in a rush, fingering the tight hole.
John barely contained the moan as Lawson’s finger edged around the rim of his hole, slowly inching inside, widening him, preparing him. He cursed himself for not being brave enough to admit to Lawson that this was his first time. It felt too vulnerable, too exposed—that he was so far gone from knowing himself that it had taken him until nearly middle-age to figure out that he liked men.
His face flushed with embarrassment and shame.
He refused to let it ruin this perfect moment with Lawson.
He wouldn’t regret this now. That was for later.
John pushed backward onto his hand, and Lawson cursed in a hot breath against his skin, shoving another finger inside him and causing him to finally buck, fingers grazing that euphoric spot that caused shivers to erupt all over his body.
“I want you to feel as good as I do when you praise me, Donnelly.”
Oh. Fuck.
Lawson slid in and out of his tight hole, and Donnelly’s head dropped into the pillow, his ass in the air as Lawson fucked him with his fingers.It was intrusive and filling, and he couldn’t wait for more. He was so relaxed, so ready, because Lawson had warmed up every part of his body.
“Condom?” Lawson asked in a tight breath.
John slowly eased himself off his hand and reached for the nightstand drawer, opening it to reveal the lube and condom he had intended for another person as he handed it to him.
Lawson’s hands were on his body a second later, working his hole with slippery lube and his other hand racing up and down his back before clasping his hip, adjusting himself behind John on his knees.
“Fuck,” Lawson murmured. “I never thought this would happen…”
His strained confession startled him, and yet aroused him more. Lawson wanted him, and that felt selfishly good. He liked that this young man wanted to fuck him. Being wanted was a powerful thing that he now truly understood as he chased Lawson’s fingers over his entrance, needing more. So much more.
He had seen how large Lawson was and wasn’t surprised by how beautiful his dick was, too. Every inch of this young man’s body was breathtaking, and he wanted to see it, but he also wanted to be fucked, exactly like this.
“I didn’t think I could actually sneak into my captain’s quarters and fuck him,” Lawson rasped, and his body thrummed with a sudden rush for how forbidden this was, how taboo, and how deliciously hot.
He swallowed, his dick pulsating with need, his blood roaring in his ears as Lawson tilted his hips toward him, feeling the thick press of his cock into his tight virgin hole.
How many times had he fantasized about this with a man?
How many times had he wished for this very thing?
He would never have imagined it would be Wyatt Lawson fulfilling this fantasy for him.
