Best Gay Erotica 2015 (16 page)

Jake leaned against Austin as they staggered up the sidewalk to his home.

The front door was opened. “Come on in.” Austin inhaled deeply, savoring Jake's uniquely male sweat, the tanned leather, the sawdust, the aroma of wild animal. He could feel his arousal start to grow. “Can I get you a glass of water or did you need to clean up a little first?”

Jake ran his finger through the dark waves of his hair. “I should wash up. I'm feeling a bit ripe.”

They walked to the bedroom. Jake headed for the bed instead of the bathroom. “I need to sit for a minute,” he said, then added. “And I could go for two aspirins and a glass of water, then I'd love to lie down.” He settled back on the bed and propped up his head on the pillow. The washing up would have to wait.

“Let me get you the water and aspirin. I'll be right back.” Austin hurried to the kitchen and found a glass and the pills. When he returned, Jake's beautiful sleeping body glowed in the moonlight as a gentle snore rose from his body.

Austin set the glass and aspirin on the bedside table and opened his closet for a blanket. He looked down at the amazing cowboy in his bed, his deep tan, the handsome face with a few new bruises forming, and at the long, muscular legs, and the swollen crotch dead center to it all.

Austin covered Jake with the blanket and continued staring at the sleeping man. The cool, clean linens looked inviting, espe-cially with that great body lying on them. Austin lay down next to the cowboy, just for a second he told himself, and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out.

Sunshine fell on Austin as, hours later, he woke up.

Jake moaned and stretched next to him. “I smell like a barn. Help me to the shower.”

Austin helped Jake sit up on the edge of the bed and slowly led him to the bathroom.

As Jake used the toilet, Austin pulled out a towel and a wash-cloth. He set them on the sink.

Jake swayed and almost fell.

Austin rushed and caught him before sitting the cowboy on the stool by the tub. “Can you get your boots off?”

Jake unbuttoned his shirt as he tried to balance on the toilet. Austin could see his body wasn't cooperating well. His tan, hairy chest came into view as he balled up his denim shirt and tossed it to the floor. Lean, tight muscles crisscrossed his torso as he bent forward. The white crests of his ass peeked over the jean's waistband, hairy and funneling down inside, but his boots were out of reach.

Austin knelt and pulled on one.

Jake waved him up. “Straddle my foot and pull forward.” Austin turned his back to the cowboy and straddled his

muscular leg. He grasped the boot firmly between his legs and hands and pulled. He bent forward and rounded his ass in front of the injured man.

Jake, in turn, reached forward and pushed on the tight butt suddenly in front of him as he tried to help get his foot out of the tooled leather.

Austin pulled hard and the boot slipped off.

Jake stuck his other foot up and the process was repeated. Austin picked up the cowboy boots and headed to the door. “Don't you want my jeans, too?” Jake slapped his leg, and

dust rose. His wounded wrist made him fumble with his fly. Austin watched as Jake struggled to open his tight jeans. He

stepped back into the bathroom and reached for Jake's zipper, heat rising from the bulge underneath his hand. His fingers trembled as they brushed the well-worn denim.

Jake's basket seemed to swell under his touch, outlining a thick mushroom head.

Austin opened the huge belt buckle and pulled the leather strap loose before working his fingers into the waistband and unbuttoning them. Once the pressure was released, the zipper opened from the swelling within. Austin guided the tab down the teeth. The thin white briefs below did little to cover what lay underneath.

Austin then worked the jeans down muscle-dense and hairy legs, which pulled the briefs down a bit with them. A thick bush appeared over the waistband. The jeans were rolled over each foot.

Jake stepped out of them and turned his broad back to Austin as he lowered his briefs. His ass was white against his bronzed back. His butt was hairy and muscled, with two dimples in the perfect spots. He tossed the underwear to Austin and then his good hand tried and failed to cover his raging hard-on.

Austin took the dirty clothes and tossed them into the washing machine before returning to the bathroom.

Jake was pressed against the shower's wall, trying to wash himself. He almost fell, but Austin rushed forward and caught him, soaking his own shirt and pants in the process. His hand combed through the thick mat of hair that covered Jake's torso. It then dipped down, his little finger entering the bush below as his feet kicked against the outside of the stall.

Jake's cock rose farther. Austin couldn't believe his eyes at the size of it, at the length, the thickness.

“I'm having a little trouble,” Jake slurred.

Austin straightened bolt upright. Why was his speech slurred? Was he having a brain bleed?

A mouthful of water poured over Jake's full lips as he smiled at him. “Thanks for all your help.” He moved slightly in the shower and slipped.

Austin's hand caught his hairy ass, his fingers slipping deep into the crease. One fingertip brushed his crinkled hole. Austin swore as Jake pushed back on his finger, the digit seeking entry. He wiggled it back and forth, causing Jake to moan with pleasure. Austin, unsure of what exactly was happening, grabbed the bottle of lemon body wash and started scrubbing. He lathered Jake's low hanging heavy balls and rolled the foamy orbs between his fingers as he washed. His free hand found the astonishingly thick shaft and slowly soaped it up.

Jake started to unbutton Austin's shirt. “You're soaked. You should jump in here and help me.” His one good hand pulled the wet shirt open and off the other man's shoulders.

Austin kicked off his cowboy boots and, as he turned his back, Jake cupped his ass.

“Your jeans are wet, too.” He slapped the damp denim and splashed water over them.

Jake's good hand found the belt and quickly unhooked it. Austin was amazed at how skilled Jake was at stripping

another guy, but he couldn't get his own ass naked fast enough. His steely prick brushed against the bull rider's hand and he jumped nervously into the stall, tripping this way and that. Maybe it was all an issue of angles, he figured.

Jake tried to grab for him and almost slipped, while Austin stripped off his remaining clothes and jumped back into the hot spray.

The cowboy spun at the same moment and their naked bodies collided, slipping and sliding against each other.

Austin's arousal shot to full length as it rubbed along Jake's raging hard-on. He tried to regain his balance as his hand slipped down, brushing against the bull-sized balls. They were full and firm, dangling low in the hairy sac.

“They're near to bursting and need to be emptied soon, it seems.” Jake grabbed Austin's hand and rubbed it over the low hangers, smiling all the while.

Austin rolled Jake's heavy balls between his fingers and thumbed the base of the thick shaft. A wash of white foam flowed over his face, and he remembered that his clown makeup was still on, though thankfully not for much longer, owing to the shower.

Jake grabbed a washcloth from the rail and wiped it over Austin's face, helping the spray wash the makeup away. His cock swelled and jumped as more and more of Austin's face was revealed. “You are one handsome man,” he said with a heavy sigh. “Don't hide that beauty under all that white.”

Austin didn't know what to say, and as he opened his mouth to thank him, Jake leaned in and kissed him. Their lips touched and puckered up for a second before they opened wide, hungry tongues touching, tasting, exploring. As the sensation grew, they sucked harder on each other, trying to swallow the other's tongue.

Austin broke the kiss as he tipped his head back to the shower and let the hot water wash over him. He took a drink of it and then eagerly brought his mouth back down onto his partner.

Jake pulled Austin in close with his good arm, their rock-hard pricks sliding along each other, furry balls mashing together and milking out their precome. Thick pearls grew at their slits and slowly ran down their fat dickheads.

Austin ran a finger over Jake's piss-slit and brought the thick, clear fluid to his lips, spreading it over them like a balm, while Jake licked around the manly juice and savored the salty-sweet taste.

Austin then licked down Jake's neck and along his collarbone. He slid lower, his chin grazing an erect nipple. He brought his mouth down on the point and hungrily sucked it into his mouth, licking over the nub with his tongue, feeling it grow in his mouth. His teeth closed in on it and rolled it back and forth, causing the cowboy to gasp.

Jake backed up against the wall, unsteady on his legs. He used his good hand to run his fingers through Austin's hair as the other man's head went ever lower. Austin felt Jake's thick cock trace his hairy leg as his hot mouth went lower, kissing the tip of the proffered prick. Another huge gob of precome seeped out of the tip.

Austin pulled it into his mouth and held it on his tongue. He stood up again and passed the sweetness to Jake's waiting mouth.

Jake snaked his tongue around Austin's. His fingers slipped between the other man's thighs and ran against his tender opening. Austin felt the cowboy thrust forward and seek entry. He rocked back and forth over the deft fingers, trying to relax his ass and swallow the prodding trio.

Jake grabbed the lemon body wash and sprayed a line of yellow gel across Austin's back. He rubbed the liquid into thick, creamy foam that filled the shower stall with fresh suds, then brought a handful of foam to Austin's hairy ass and soaped between the muscular, splayed cheeks. As his finger brushed against that tender bud, Austin felt it quiver. He let Jake gently probe it, relaxing more as he opened it up for exploration.

Austin pushed back on him as he washed Jake, feeling himself open up to the thick probing finger. He moved and let the water wash the soap away to swirl down his balls and legs and into the drain.

Jake spun Austin around, knelt and brought his mouth over the clean opening. Austin felt him kiss the ring before licking the lemon freshness away. He enjoyed Jake's tongue as it circled his hairy hole and darted to the center, trying to take it all in. Jake took a deep breath and plunged forward, while Austin gasped as the tongue slipped into the tight chute and rolled from side to side to open him wider.

Austin was now moaning with delight, feeling guilty that his injured guest was pleasuring him. Though from the excitement of the rim job, he knew Jake was having fun as well.

Jake's mouth made a tight seal on Austin's bud as he sucked harder. His hand reached forward in between Austin's legs to find the low hangers. He tugged them a few times before rolling them between his fingers, then squeezed the tender balls and yanked again on the hairy sac as his tongue once again entered the satiny hole.

Austin worried that if Jake suddenly brushed his cock, he would instantly shoot the orgasm that was rolling around in his balls. He arched his back as Jake found his opening, inch by inch, with long fingers. The pressure grew inside of him as Jake now fingered his ass.

Austin enjoyed Jake thrusting in and out, in and out. He knew Jake was working his own pole all the while, bucking that bronco as he increased his speed with each lunge and plunge and prod and push.

Austin braced against the wall and spread his cheeks even wider. His head came back and water washed over him. He swallowed some, wetting his thirst, then once again pushed back against Jake's fingers. His hand reached down and stroked his own dick. A stream of precome flowed over his fingertips and ran along his shaft. He knew this wasn't going to take long despite the fact that he'd love it if it could last forever.

Jake thrust his hand one more time and grabbed around Austin's waist, holding his fingers deep inside as his own cock finally exploded, his heavy load smacking into the tub below and along Austin's leg.

The cowboy's hot come sent Austin over the edge, and he pushed his body up and shot his own load across the stall, hitting the tiled wall. Wave after wave of cream splashed the tiles and slowly slid down in great white globs.

Jake rose and kissed along Austin's neck as his balls continued to stream their contents. Slowly, he pulled his fingers out of Austin as the water washed the come down their bodies and into the drain. The men clung together, exhausted and spent, letting the water rinse them clean.

Austin slowly stepped out of the shower and found the towels. He dried himself and wrapped the towel around his narrow waist. He rolled the edge down to hold it in place, then picked up the other towel and handed it to Jake as the water finally got turned off.

Jake tried to dry himself with one hand as he held his injured hand to the side.

Austin pulled on the Ace bandage. “We should take that thing off and get new ice. Do you think you need an X-ray?”

Jake stepped out of the shower and smiled. “It still hurts, but I'll survive.” He then added, “Woo-wee, what a ride. You buck like a bronco and are hung like a bull.” His good hand rubbed the bulge beneath Austin's towel.

“Hold still so I can take this off, I don't want to hurt you.” Jake held up his wrist with the dripping splint and wrap. Austin removed it and checked over Jake's forearm. It didn't

hang in an awkward position, but the bruising and swelling were present.

“We need to rewrap and ice that right away,” Austin said as he retrieved supplies from the bathroom cabinet. He wrapped a new bandage in a figure eight around the extended thumb and wrist, securing Jake from further injury. “Let's get you back to the bed, and I'll dry the splint. Are you hungry? Thirsty?” Austin tried to keep his eyes on Jake's, but his gaze was drawn down the hairy chest, over the abs and far lower. He licked his lips without realizing it, then left to get Jake a glass of cold water.