Cowboy Gangster 03 - Outlaws of Love (26 page)

On cue, Tommy clutched the horn and leaned back in the saddle, casting Gavin a
come-on
smile. “You ever been in the saddle before, baby?”

“No,” Gavin admitted.

“Can’t sport the cowboy look without knowing how to ride.” He patted the seat in front of him. “Climb on and I’ll teach you the ropes.”

Gavin stared at him skeptically. “Like I trust you
behind
me.”

“Ah, come on,” Ricky urged. “Humor him.”

“Yeah…I don’t think so,” Gavin shook his head.

“It’s easy to ride,” Ricky said. “I’ll show you.” He climbed on the saddle in front of Tommy and gripped the horn. “Just let your hips do the work.” His body began to sway, slow and sensual, his denim-clad ass rolling against Tommy’s crotch. Tommy smiled and clutched the rear rim of the seat with both hands and lifted his hips to meet Ricky’s fluid motion.

“Oh yeah,” Tommy groaned. “Show him how it’s done.”

Levi watched intently, a smile quirking the corner of his mouth and heat rising in his eyes. He squeezed his own hard crotch. “Ride ‘em, cowboy.”

“And when you want to go a little faster and harder…” Ricky took the stirrups from Tommy and used them for leverage to lift up and drop down, bumping Tommy’s crotch with his perfect ass.

A sudden groan wrenched from Levi and he grabbed Ricky, dragging him off the saddle. “Come on, cowboy,” he panted. “We need to find
our own
saddle –like right
now
.”

Ricky laughed, half stumbling, trying to get his feet free of the stirrups as Levi tugged at him insistently. “I guess my lesson’s over,” he grinned at Gavin. “Your turn to climb on.” He smacked Gavin’s ass. “Grip with your knees and let the
horse
do all the work.”

The two boys laughed as Levi dragged him down the aisle and around the corner.

Gavin stared after them, chuckling low.

“So?” Tommy shifted in the saddle, still gripping the rim of the seat. “Let’s ride.”

Gavin looked at him. The guy’s cock strained the crotch of his pants. He was experiencing a little bit of
strain
himself and Tommy was looking especially appealing in his cowboy hat, tight jeans, and boots. What was it about a cowboy that was so fucking irresistible?

“Fine,” Gavin mumbled with a twisted smile. “But no bucking.”

Tommy grinned. “No promises. This stallion loves to…
buck
.”

Doubting his decision to
humor
Tommy, Gavin climbed onto the saddle. Tommy released the seat and reached around, gripping the pommel on either side of the horn, trapping Gavin between his arms as he snuggled up to his ass. His rock hard cock prodded Gavin through the denim, his breath hot and ragged on Gavin’s neck.

“Just follow my…rhythm,” Tommy whispered in his ear and slowly rolled his hips. A tiny shiver quivered through Gavin as he squeezed the saddle horn and rocked back against Tommy’s crotch. “That’s it…relax and go with it.”

Gavin clutched the horn tighter, the toes of his boots pressed into the stirrups, following Ricky’s example as he lifted and dropped into Tommy’s lap.

“Mmm…” Tommy groaned against his shoulder. “We’ll make a cowboy of you yet.” Beads of sweat dappled Gavin’s brow and sprouted over his torso beneath his shirt. Tommy rubbed his lips across the nape of his neck. “You’re starting to sweat,” he murmured. “It is getting kind of warm. Maybe we should take off our shirts.”

Gavin swallowed thickly and smiled. “You’re not very subtle.”

“Too horny to be subtle,” Tommy admitted with a grin. “So…shirts off?” His hands slid off the pommel and grazed Gavin’s crotch then fingered the lower buttons of his shirt where the hem tucked into his jeans. Tommy worked a fingertip between two buttons and traced circles around Gavin’s navel, making his stomach quiver and jump. “Well?” He blew softly in Gavin’s ear and teased his belly button.

“Okay,” Gavin trembled. “But only our shirts. Got it?”

“Mm-hmm,” Tommy moaned and nibbled his earlobe. “Got it.” He began unfastening Gavin’s shirt, tugging the hem out of his jeans. In seconds, he had Gavin’s torso stripped bare and rubbed his hands sensually up and down Gavin’s back. “Don’t stop…riding,” he whispered and lifted his hips, pushing against Gavin’s denim clad ass.

Shifting his hands from the horn to the pommel, Gavin gripped firm and using the stirrups for added leverage, began to undulate on Tommy’s hard crotch.

“Fuck,” Tommy gasped and pumped his hips as he quickly shed his own shirt then grabbed Gavin’s waist and leaned forward a little, his chest raking Gavin’s damp back as he moved with him. “Yes…” he shuddered. His lips dragged up the curve of Gavin’s neck. “Just like that…don’t stop.”

An ache crept up Gavin’s forearms as he squeezed the pommel harder and lifted further out of the saddle with each upward gyration, rocking more forcefully onto Tommy’s lap. He swallowed thickly, his breath unsteady and heart pounding. “We should do a cowboy thing…on stage,” he suggested with a shaky rasp.

“I agree,” Tommy moaned and scraped his teeth across the nape of his neck. “We might need to buy a saddle for our apartment, though…so we could practice.” He slid his hands around front and down Gavin’s inner thighs. “And we would need to practice without pants on.” His fingers caressed back up over Gavin’s swollen package and played with the snap of his jeans. “We could do a little of it now.”

Low moans drifted to them from deeper back inside the stable, formulating into Ricky and Levi’s distinctive voices that left no guesswork as to their activities. Gavin shuddered and shoved his ass into Tommy’s crotch, rubbing and grinding.

“Shit.” Tommy swallowed hard. “Take off your pants.”

Gavin continued to massage Tommy’s package with his ass. “What if someone comes?” Gavin panted.

“Oh, someone’s gonna come all right,” Tommy rasped. “And
soon
. So get your jeans off quick.”

“I’m only wearing a jock underneath.”

“Perfect,” Tommy groaned. “I’m only wearing a g-string.”

Gavin laughed and slid off the saddle. “A g-string?” He unfastened his jeans, kicked off his boots and removed his pants.

“They’re comfortable,” Tommy smirked, his lustful eyes locking on Gavin’s stiff cock barely contained behind the damp mesh fabric –thoroughly see-through. Tommy whimpered. “Put your boots back on.” He hopped off the saddle and rid himself of his jeans. He wasn’t lying about the g-string –fiery red and riding low in the front, his rigid erection and full balls stretching the thin material and outlining the contour of his thick cock. Most of the front was drenched with pre-cum.

Tommy climbed back in the saddle and motioned for Gavin to join him.

The throb in his cock prevented Gavin from refusing the guy. He put his boots back on, and then took his place in front of Tommy. He moaned when Tommy squeezed his ass then grabbed his hips and pushed up against him. “Fuck, baby –ride me again.”

Gavin clutched the pommel and stuffed his boots back into the stirrups and rolled his hips, rocking his bare ass on Tommy’s barely restrained cock. His hardness pumped between Gavin’s cheeks, then his hands were in Gavin’s crotch, working Gavin’s member through his jock.

“Uhh!” Gavin gasped. He released one hand and reached back quickly, shoving down the front of Tommy’s g-string, freeing his cock. Tommy hardly had time to apply spit before Gavin pushed onto him, wrenching a loud cry from them both. “Fuck! Tommy…Fuck me!”

Tommy didn’t hesitate. He thrust forward, driving his cock in deep and hard. “Uuh! God!” He hurriedly loosened Gavin’s dick from his jock and pumped him urgently as he fucked him with severe urgency. “Oh fuck, Gavin! Fuck…yes!”

The saddle and stand trembled beneath them. Gavin lifted and dropped wildly, bouncing on Tommy’s cock with an erratic rhythm. “Uuh! Tommy! Oh God…Oh fuck!” Tommy’s fist whipped up and down his pulsing shaft as come juice flicked from his cock head. “Shit! I’m gonna fucking
come!
Fuck me harder!”

Tommy’s free arm went around his waist and held on tight as he pounded Gavin's ass and jerked him off. “Oh my
–Fffuuuck!
” Tommy yelled and fucked him madly. “
Ahhh! Shit! I’m coming!
”

His body clenching, Gavin couldn’t speak as his orgasm seized his body and a geyser of come burst from his cock as he felt Tommy jerk hard and fill him with his hot load.

“Fuck,” Tommy choked and clutched Gavin’s sweaty body with both arms, tremors racing through him as he thrust through the final remnants of his orgasm. “Holy…
Fuuuck.
” He gasped hard and sagged against Gavin’s back, his fevered brow pressed firm to the nape of his neck. Hot breath puffed out across Gavin’s slick wet skin, coursing down his spine in warm wafts. “Why didn’t you tell me you fucked so damn good? I would’ve been on you the first night you moved in.”

Gavin chuckled breathlessly. “
That’s
why.”

♦

The cell rang three times before Axel realized it wasn’t part of a dream. He fumbled for the phone on the coffee table in front of the sofa and answered with a mumbled, “Hello?”

“Did I wake you?” Jimmy asked.

Axel closed his eyes, his head heavy on the pillow. “Mm-hm.”

“Want me to call back later?”

Sighing, Axel opened his eyes and forced himself to sit up. “No, it’s okay. We were out late last night, but…” He yawned. “…I’m awake.”

“Who’s
we?
” Jimmy asked.

“Me, Angel, Dane…” Axel sagged against the back of the sofa. “A few others.”

“I see,” Jimmy murmured. “So…how are you feeling?”

The last time they had spoken, Axel had broken down.
How are you feeling?
Axel wasn’t sure how to answer that. He felt numb to some degree. A little hopeful that maybe being with Zoe would help him forget about Clint. And…Axel swallowed thickly…and a part of him still hurting so bad he wanted to die. After all his interaction with Zoe –her care and sweetness warming his heart –he had still fallen asleep last night in tears, Clint strong on his mind.

“I’m…better,” he told Jimmy, unsure if it was the truth. But at least he wasn’t falling apart.

“I’m really glad to hear that,” Jimmy said quietly. “I wanted to let you know I’m back, but I’ll be staying with my dad for probably another week, until I can get more mobile and self-sufficient.”

“Okay,” Axel whispered. He missed Jimmy a lot. “When you go back to your apartment, if you need any help…I’ll do whatever I can.”

“Thanks.” There was a smile in Jimmy’s voice –a smile Axel could see clear as a bell in his mind. Jimmy had a way of looking at him, smiling at him, that made Axel feel secure in ways he didn’t feel with anyone else…except Clint.

Axel fell silent. Should he tell him about Zoe? Was it too soon to make any assumptions about where they were headed? After the show last night, they’d set a lunch date for Sunday. Zoe thought it would be nice if they just spent a day together as “friends” to talk and get to know one another a little better before they confronted the pressure of an actual ‘let’s be more than friends’ date.

“You sure you’re okay?” Jimmy broke through his thoughts. “You’re awful quiet.”

“I’m always quiet,” Axel smiled. “You just never noticed because you’re always talking.”

Jimmy laughed softly. “You saying I talk too much?”

“You? No. Never.”

“I think you and my dad would get along real well,” Jimmy chuckled. His quiet laughter died away and this time he went silent.

Axel cleared his throat. “Are
you
okay, Jimmy?”

“Yeah,” he whispered without much conviction.

“What happened?” Axel asked. “I mean…what caused the accident?”

A heavy silence gripped the open line. Jimmy murmured, “I wasn’t paying as close attention as I should have been, and…” His voice wavered. “…We got blindsided.”

Axel frowned. “We? There was someone with you? Are they okay?”

The silence that settled this time knotted Axel’s stomach and tightened his chest. Jimmy’s voice shook a little when he offered quietly, “I’ll tell you about it when I get back to my apartment, okay?”

Something in Jimmy’s tone brought tears to Axel’s eyes. “Okay,” Axel whispered.

“So,” Jimmy went on, clearing his throat. “Why were you out so late last night? If I may ask.”

Axel rubbed his eyes. “We went to a music gig over at the Anderson fairgrounds. The girl at the vet office invited us. She was in the band.”

“Oh yeah?” Something caught in Jimmy’s voice. “A girl, huh?”

Axel smiled. “She’s really cool. And their band is great. I…” He licked his lips and shrugged. “I like her. She’s funny, sweet.”

“That’s…good,” Jimmy murmured. “You do mean you like her as a
friend
, though…right?”

Axel hesitated. Jimmy knew it hadn’t been easy for Axel to openly admit to being attracted to a man. Maybe he saw Axel’s thing with Clint as something positive. Progress. Axel didn’t know if he agreed. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I feel good when I’m around her. I don’t know…I might go out with her.”