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Authors: Delilah Devlin

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When he’d been asked to step in as foreman when the ranch foreman retired and moved to Florida with his daughter, the promotion had been a mixed blessing. He’d liked the authority, the trust invested in him, but he’d felt bound to stay, especially after Rowe’s father died. He’d managed everything, moved into the house, so that Rowe could finish his education. After he’d returned, Rowe asked him to stay, saying his house was too big and lonely without the company.

When Rowe had snagged his lustful attention after taking over the ranch, no one would have been more shocked than he was. Justin had never known he could be aroused by a man, had run through a string of girls in high school and an equally impressive list of women afterward, but other than his very brief fling with Dani, no woman had ever held his attention long.

Catching his boss skinny dipping in a newly dug cattle pond on a particularly hot summer day had opened his eyes to whole new world of sensual pleasure.

Unbridled

Not that Rowe had intended to attract him. He’d grinned when he’d been caught, then motioned for him to join. Just a couple of guys cooling down after a hot day’s work.

When Justin had stripped to his skin, his cock had betrayed him in an embarrassing way. He’d tried to make a joke of it, but Rowe’s expression as he’d tried not to stare at Justin’s cock had inspired that pesky little devil who sat securely on Justin’s shoulder—the whoring side of his nature that was ready to fuck at the slightest invitation. The side that never knew approval unless he saw it in the happiness of a lover’s face at orgasm.

Justin had ignored his dick, knowing all the while that Rowe couldn’t keep his eyes off him. Rowe had been careful, too careful, to keep the edge of the water at his waist.

But Justin had known, just as he always did whenever a girl was interested. The air heated around them, and his heart reacted predictably, slowing into a steady, expectant thrum. He’d accepted his attraction, accepted that something was going to happen that would change his world.

The two men had swum, talking about football, plans to move the herd, anything but the fact they were naked and enjoying the unexpected freedom. They’d sat afterward at water’s edge as the sun dried their hair and skin, talking about women. Doing their manly best to lay the blame for the thickness of their cocks on their increasingly raunchy conversation.

Justin had carefully turned the conversation toward kinkier topics, ending with the very acts he knew were foremost on Rowe’s forbidden pleasures list. Without ever betraying the fact he’d watched Rowe and Dani a time or two, he’d said, “Ever tie a woman up?”

Rowe’s pained smile and quick shake of the head didn’t fool him.

“Come on. Never wanted to know what it was like to be in total control?”

Rowe cleared his throat before saying, “Have you…done that to a woman?”

Justin grinned, letting his eyelids drift down. “There’s nothing sweeter than bringin’ a woman along slowly, tying her up and making her feel helpless and a little scared, then watching as she comes apart.”

Rowe stared down as his hand skimmed the top of the water. “How do you know they like it…that you’re doing it right? I mean, without asking them outright.”

“Orgasms are easy for women to fake, but arousal’s not. Their nipples and cunts swell. Honey coats your fingers every time you dip inside to test how far along they are…” Justin leaned back on his elbows, uncaring that his cock was bobbing against his belly. His cock ached for a set of warm, wet lips to engulf him, and he was damn close to not caring whether the lips belonged to a man or a woman.

Rowe looked away. “I’ve done it a time or two. Didn’t think to check. But she told me when she’d had enough.”

“You see, there’s your mistake. You don’t ask. A woman that far along, you can push her farther, make her really beg. Make her cry. When you finally do let her come, she’s so grateful she’ll do anything for you.”

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Rowe’s jaw tightened. “They don’t hate you afterward?”

“Not if you’re careful. Not if you aren’t mean about it. Have to make sure they know it’s all about their pleasure. That you’re only doing it, prolonging the sweet torture, to make it the best they’ve ever had.”

“I think Da—she’d like that.”

Justin had known instinctively that Rowe wasn’t really talking about Dani and her pleasure, but was imagining his own. “I could teach you how,” Justin had said casually, watching Rowe from the corner of his eye.

Rowe sat straighter, winding an arm around his bent knee. His growing arousal must have been threatening to peek above the water’s edge.

Justin suppressed the sly smile tightening his mouth. “Ever been with a man?”

Rowe choked and looked away. “No,” he said, so softly, Justin barely heard him.

Still, he hadn’t gotten all bent out of shape by the question.

“Me neither.” A long awkward pause followed, then Justin drew in a deep breath. “Ever been tied up?”

“What?” Rowe’s eyes were a little wild, like the conversation was going too fast for him to think what the right answer might be and not betray himself.

But Justin didn’t care whether Rowe was comfortable with the pace. He pushed, sensing Rowe needed someone to take command. “Ever let anyone bind you so you couldn’t move?”

A frown pulled Rowe’s brown brows together, but he stared straight ahead. Justin wondered if it was because he wanted to watch Justin from the corner of his eye too.

Excitement drew Justin’s balls closer to his groin, and he didn’t resist the urge to wrap his hand around his cock and slowly stroke it, just once, before he let it go and lay on his back, closing his eyes against the bright sun. He peeked between his slitted lids while Rowe gave him a hungry once-over, his gaze resting on his cock.

Justin liked the way the man’s strong jaw ground tightly when he stared, was growing excited simply by letting his own gaze rove over Rowe’s masculine frame. The more he let his imagination fly, the more sure he was that this could work, that he had something to give in this relationship, something Rowe wouldn’t be able to resist.

Rowe eased up the bank, at last exposing his cock to Justin’s view, his chest rising and falling faster as he settled back on his elbows. His cheeks billowed around a long exhalation.

Justin rolled his head to the side, raking Rowe’s cock with a glance. Thick and long, it curved slightly toward his belly. The cap was tapered, like a single-sided arrow.

Rowe’s cock pleased him, intrigued him, but so did the rest of the other man’s body. Long and lean, strong arms and thighs, light brown fur stretching between flat brown nipples then arrowing down…

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“Have you ever…?” Rowe asked, his voice thick and guttural.

Justin forced his gaze upward and wondered which question Rowe was really asking, but decided that for his purposes, he should keep up the ambiguity. “Last time I was with a woman, I tied her face down. All that pale skin faced my way made my palms itch.”

“For what?”

“To leave a mark or two. Hear her squeal.”

Rowe licked his lips. “Sounds…dangerous.”

“Coulda been if she hadn’t been creaming after I told her what I wanted to do. Always have to ask first, you know. I paddled her ass until she came.”

Rowe swallowed hard, but by then, he wasn’t looking away. His eyes glittered with excitement. “Not something I’ve ever experienced. That can really happen?”

Justin gave up the coy innuendo. “Only if
the partner
wants it bad enough. And if you’re good. Rowe, I’m very good.”


Shit,
” Rowe said under his breath.

Justin stroked his shaft again, squeezing the tip as he came off, forcing a drop of pre-come to bead in the tiny slit. He dipped his pinky finger into the bead and smeared it on his lips. Justin knew Rowe couldn’t think of the line shack without associating it with sex, so drawled, “I’m headin’ to the line shack to make sure it’s stocked up for the winter.”

“You should do that,” Rowe said, his voice rasping.

Justin had given him a slow smile and rose, standing close enough his cock bobbed in front of Rowe’s face. Then he’d slowly dressed and left, confident that Rowe wouldn’t be able to resist the invitation.

Rowe strode into the cabin half an hour later, looking nervous and ready to puke.

“You don’t have to do this,” Justin said so casually no one would have known by looking at him that a knot of cold terror sat in his belly. Hands steady, he opened his belt and unsnapped his jeans.

Rowe’s gaze locked on Justin’s hands as he eased the zipper down and shoved his pants over his hips.

His mouth pursed around a slow exhalation as Justin’s cock sprang free. Rowe’s wild gaze went to the door, but then he glanced back and his expression hardened. He took another deep breath and met Justin’s steady gaze, his own unwavering.

Justin had known how Rowe felt. And he’d known exactly what he needed. “I’ll say it again. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. But I’m thinkin’ you might like the decision taken right out of your hands.”

Rowe’s eyelids had flickered. He licked his lips. “You want me to fight you?”

“Only if you feel you need to.”

Rowe cleared his throat. “What if I want you to stop? For real.”

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“Then you have to make me believe it.” Justin hadn’t given him any more warning than that, springing for Rowe and wrestling him easily—too easily—to the floor.

Face down, his knees under him, Rowe breathed harshly as Justin pushed his cock against his clothed backside.

With his forearm pressing the side of Rowe’s face against the planked floor, Justin gritted out, “I’m gonna let you up, just a little. Get one hand under you and open your pants.”

Rowe bucked against him. “Can’t breathe, you bastard.”

“Do you really need to?” Justin arched his back, just enough for Rowe to bow his back and get a hand between him and the floor. Then he waited.

Rowe shuddered beneath him; his breaths came in soft, ragged exhalations. But his jeans unsnapped, and his zipper scratched.

Justin smiled. He hadn’t asked for that, but now he knew how eager Rowe really was. He tugged down Rowe’s pants until his buttocks were bare.

Air escaped through Rowe’s tight lips as Justin’s cock grazed his backside.

“Never thought I’d be sayin’ this to a man,” Justin growled, “but my cock wants to sink right inside your ass.”

Rowe shook his head violently. “Can’t. Never done that before.”

“What do you want from me?”

“What you talked about…before.”

Justin’s lips twitched. “Want me to beat your lilywhite ass?”

Rowe grunted, but his body shivered underneath him.

Good enough for Justin. Backing away, he smoothed a hand over Rowe’s tight buttocks. Not so different from a very athletic girl’s. That he got a peek of a velvety ball sac only increased the tension winding like a spring deep in his belly. He lifted his hand and struck.

Rowe’s head turned, his forehead tilting against the floor. But he didn’t say a word or make a sound.

An ugly anger bubbled up inside Justin, directed at Rowe for tempting him but not having the guts to admit it out loud, at Rowe for having Dani at his beck and call, for having all the advantages and still not being satisfied…

Justin slapped Rowe’s ass until his hand burned and Rowe’s ass glowed a bright pink.

“Stop,” Rowe groaned.

Justin couldn’t stop, not to think anyway, he reached around Rowe and clutched his cock, ringing the base. “You can’t come until I’m damn well through with you.”

“Jesus,” Rowe hissed. “
Fuck.

“That’s what I want to do. Fuck your ass. Gonna let me?”

Rowe shook beneath him, but his head rocked up and down.

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Unbridled

Justin leaned away, stripping open his own pants and shoving them down. A second’s hesitation was all he allowed as he donned a condom. Then he spread Rowe’s ass cheeks, and set the blunt tip of his cock against Rowe’s tight little virgin hole.

When he pushed, Rowe groaned. “
Jesus
, too much.”

Justin knew he’d never breach him without a little help. He spit into his palm and rubbed the moisture over the crown of his dick, then pointed it at Rowe again. This time, he didn’t relent until he was squeezing inside.

Rowe’s asshole was agonizingly tight. But slowly, the sphincter’s tight grip eased, letting his cap slip inside. When he was there, he paused, shocked to find himself buried in a man’s ass.

Rowe must have been equally as taken aback. “Shouldn’t be doing this,” he whispered.

“Can’t stop,” Justin ground out.

“God help us.”

“He doesn’t have a thing to do with it.” With a final, stubborn push, Justin glided deep. Where the strength came from he didn’t know, but he didn’t spill instantly even though his balls throbbed. The feeling was too indescribable and he didn’t want to lose it too quickly.

Triumph mingled with a tight-chested pain. He’d done something he’d never thought himself capable of, something he’d never be able to take back.

He hammered Rowe’s ass, holding the other man’s cock, until it swelled to bursting, but still he didn’t let him come. When his own release washed over him, he pulled free, turned Rowe and bent over him. His mouth opened, swallowing Rowe’s cock down, and then he eased the press of his fingers, and Rowe exploded inside his mouth.

He drank the hot, salty streams as Rowe pulsed helplessly against him, moaning—a jagged, torn edge to his voice. Justin felt the same. Like he’d taken a step off a cliff and was free-falling into a dark abyss.

Only the thought that somehow he’d make this work for them, make Rowe need him as much as he needed to breathe, kept him sane.

Today had been the first big test their shaky relationship had weathered. Having Dani stumble into the truth could have been a very bad thing, but it hadn’t stopped Rowe from begging Justin for release.

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