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“What? Why”
“We can switch places. You can sit back here and let me sit up there and drive us around.”
“No.”
Wow. That response was fast as hell.
“Why not?”
“Because you don’t know these woods. You’ll ram us headfirst into a tree!”
“That’s true.”
“Slide back.”
I do as I’m asked, sliding back half an inch. That must not be enough because RJ stands up, lifting his entire ass off the seat as he powers the machine forward.
While I miss the friction, I do like the view of his tight round ass in my face. I’m so glad he’s wearing thin pajama bottoms instead of jeans.
A few minutes later, without turning his head around, it sounds like he asks, “Are you looking at my ass now?”
“I’m gay. You have a nice ass. What do you think?”
He shakes his head but keeps steering us deeper into the woods with his tempting behind hovering just out of reach. Well, it’s actually in reach, but I’m pretty sure there would be a fight if I grabbed his ass cheek. I’m feeling better, but I’m still weak from healing and blood loss, so he would probably kill me.
* * *
RJ
I don’t want Thane’s dick anywhere near my ass. I don’t. But something about having his thighs brushing my sides or the vibrations of the four-wheeler got me hard before we left the garage. That’s the reason I can’t trade places with him. If I do, he’ll feel it and get the wrong idea. And since just thinking about pressing my cock to his backside makes me swell even thicker, there’s no telling what will happen if I actually did it.
Coming out here tonight was a bad idea. My bad idea, just like usual. What was I thinking?
I thought the fresh night air might be better than listening to the ache caused by the sex noises combined with lying in a bed with the only man I want to kiss again.
Every night this week, I go to my bed hard as a rock, and every night, I refuse to touch it. That means I wake up each morning cranky, with the sheets tented and no relief in sight.
I’m not going to jerk off in my bed or in my shower. I refuse because I know that when I touch myself, I’ll be thinking abouthim.
Thinking about him while getting off is wrong. Not just because I’m not into guys but because Thane is just on the other side of my bedroom wall. What if he hears me? What if I accidentally moan his name when I’m coming, thinking about him on his knees, my cock shoved down his throat.
God, I need to find a woman to fuck as soon as possible before those fantasies get even more twisted.
Just like every time my dick misbehaves, I try to think about something, anything else.
Sports. The weather. Shop inventory. Thane sucking my dick in the storage room.
No, no, no.
The smell of a hospital. A deer carcass. An ice-cold shower. Thane sucking my dick in the shower.
No matter how hard I try to avoid it, I keep coming back to the same ridiculous fantasy.
It’s his fault for offering it. I don’t even know if he was serious or not. If he was serious, then he probably only offered because he wants to put his dick inmymouth.
And that is not going to happen. There’s not going to be any tit for tat or lick for lick.
I’m just horny. Hornier than I’ve ever been in my life. As soon as I fuck a woman, I’ll be thinking about her mouth, not his.
