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Authors: Bailey Bradford

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His muscles clenched and quivered, his cock grew harder than he’d ever thought possible. He wanted, had to have the man who was melting him with every kiss, every touch.

Noel sucked on Jody’s lips, the top first, then the bottom. He nibbled down Jody’s chin and licked his neck. Jody panted and held on, a part of him thinking that he ought to be doing something, touching Noel back at least.

But all he could do was just be, and let Noel have his way.

Noel went right for his Adam’s apple, as he’d done before, and suckled. At the same time, he slid both hands back to grasp Jody’s butt. He squeezed hard, and Jody came up on his toes, then pushed back into those big hands.

“I want you, so bad,” Noel rumbled. “Where? Tell me where, or it’ll be here on the porch.”

That dark threat thrilled Jody in a way that maybe should have been perverse. If it was, that was just too damned bad. He liked the bossy way Noel was handling him.

“We could ride out—”

“No, not with these.” Noel moved his hips and rubbed their cocks together.

Jody whimpered. They needed to talk, there were things he wanted, but his body demanded release, and his brain wasn’t functioning so well.

“Barn,” he rasped, the only place he could think of.

Noel let go of his ass and grabbed one of Jody’s hands. “Which barn? There’s three.”

Jody tried to adjust his dick but there was no way he was going to get it in a comfortable position in his jeans. He considered taking Noel back to his room, but that seemed creepy since he shared it with Prissy. “This way.”

He led Noel as fast as he could to the feed barn. There were no animals in it, so no one should be coming in. “Should be safe. We’ll be alone—mmph.”

The rest of his words went right into Noel’s mouth. Noel wrapped him in strong arms and kissed Jody like he had to in order to survive. The raw need was evident in the way Noel held him, in the hungry sounds he made and fed into Jody.

Jody just tried to keep up. He was dizzy from the force of his arousal and possibly from lack of air. Noel cupped him under the chin and tilted Jody’s head back. Jody whimpered as Noel bit and nipped his way down to the base of Jody’s neck.

“Jesus Christ, I’ve never—” Noel stopped talking and shoved Jody’s collar aside. He sucked hard, and Jody’s cock leaked as pain and pleasure spread out from the spot Noel was marking. Noel panted roughly as he did it, and when he raised his head again, his lips were swollen and wet. “Never wanted anyone so bad.”

“Have me,” Jody managed to get out. He gulped, but his fear was stomped down by desire. “Do it. Whatever you want.”

The rampant wantonness was evident in Noel’s expression as he traced the spot he’d just left on Jody. “You need to be very, very sure you mean that, Jody. I might not be satisfied with just having you once.”

Jody remembered the conversation he’d wanted to have. His brain wasn’t functioning enough for that right then. “You can have me whenever you want me. I don’t want this to be a one-off.” Frankie’s words about a guy’s first time flitted through Jody’s head. There wasn’t anything he could do for it, though. Part of him was already hung up on Noel.

“I should say something like I won’t hold you to that, but I don’t wanna be a liar,” Noel murmured. To Jody’s surprise, he took a step back. “I swore I was never going to get involved with anyone again, not after the last disaster I dated. Yet from the first time I saw you, I’ve wanted you. I thought it was just lust, that if we fucked—” Noel shook his head. “I don’t understand it. Maybe it was when you told me and Gertie about how you found out you were a dad. Maybe it’s the way you look at Prissy, like you’ve loved her all her life. I don’t know what it is. There’s just something about you, about your pretty blue eyes and these freckles.” Noel touched Jody’s cheek, the bridge of his nose.

“Will you tell me what happened that put you off dating?” Jody asked after a very short internal argument. He wanted to feel Noel inside him, he was scared to feel Noel inside him, and he debated delaying that event with more questions. He needed to know. “Is that related to you not sleeping well?”

Noel dropped his hand to his hip and grimaced. “Perceptive, aren’t you?” He took another step back.

“Sorry. You don’t have to answer. We can skip that and just… Just fuck,” Jody offered.

Noel gave him a narrow-eyed look. “There won’t be any ‘just’ to it. I’m going to turn you inside out with pleasure, Jody.”

Jody inhaled shakily as his cock perked back up to full staff. “O-okay.”

“He tried to kill me,” Noel said bluntly. “He wouldn’t let me out of the handcuffs when I asked him to. Clive played rough. He got too rough. Wouldn’t let me go. I threatened to break up with him, and he started choking me. If my roommate hadn’t started banging on my bedroom door, I’d probably have been killed. Clive just went nuts. Drugs, I think,” Noel added as he raked his hands through his hair. “So I split. Packed everything up and came out here. I guess it scared me pretty bad. I keep having nightmares.”

“Jesus,” Jody muttered, horrified on Noel’s behalf. “You—” Wait, he didn’t want to sound accusatory. “Uh, what about the cops?”

Noel snorted and shrugged. “Yeah, no. They’d have never believed me since I’d let Clive handcuff me. Sometimes he did other things I didn’t like, but I put up with it to be with him.” Noel lunged forward and grabbed Jody by the forearms. “Promise me you won’t ever be like that with me, if you still want me.”

Jody recoiled. “What? No, I won’t ever be a crazy bastard that tries to kill you!”

Noel laughed, a kind of bitter sound. “No, I know you wouldn’t. You’re not like Clive at all. I mean, you won’t put up with things that you hate or that hurt you just to be with me.”

Jody was afraid to ask, yet he couldn’t not. “What did he do to you, Noel?”

Noel shook his head and gentled his hold on Jody. “I let him do it, all except the choking me part. I could have said no, but I didn’t have the balls because I didn’t want to be alone. That’s on me, Jody. The not letting me go and trying to kill me is sure as shit on Clive, though.”

As much as Jody wanted to argue that, to point out that Clive had taken advantage of Noel’s desire to please him, he didn’t. Noel wouldn’t listen yet. “I promise I’ll speak up,” Jody offered. “I ain’t into being hurt. Not hurt bad, I mean. That sucking thing you did, leaving a love bite, I can handle that. Felt good, but I don’t even like watching those videos where there’s all that BDSM stuff. I don’t understand it, and since my dad used a belt on my backside more times than I can count, I don’t get off on the idea of being spanked. At all.”

Noel relaxed a little, tension fleeing from his shoulders. “Good. I’m glad, because I want to fuck you into next week, and I want you to feel it for days afterwards, but I don’t want it to hurt. I just want you to think of me.”

“That’s not gonna be a problem.” Jody reached for Noel’s waistband. His insides were jittery, like he had a mini jackhammer going off in his gut. He wasn’t going to let his nerves show on the outside. “I’ve been thinking of you for days and see no end to that in the near future.”

He wanted to wipe out the memory of the bad things that had happened to them both. The problem was, Jody couldn’t remember all of his. That had bothered him more and more since Prissy had come into his life.

“I’m good with that,” Noel said, cradling Jody’s face gently. “You slipped past all the roadblocks I was trying to put in place. I don’t regret that you did.”

Jody vowed to himself right there not to cause Noel any more pain. He’d be honest and open. Noel and he both deserved that. And he’d see just where this thing building between them went.

Chapter Eight

There was more to Jody’s story. He’d told Noel and Gertie about not knowing he was a daddy, and had clammed up on that part of his past. Noel wanted to know who the woman was who’d given birth to Jody’s daughter, and why Jody had slept with her. It could have been as simple as Jody trying to sort out his sexuality. The only way to find out was to ask or wait for Jody to talk about it.

Now isn’t the time for either.
Noel was trying not to panic at having spilled his guts to Jody. However, if he’d learned anything at all from his relationship with Clive it was to be honest, completely honest with the man he was interested in. Noel was working on getting past his need to please.

Except he was going to please them both, intensely. “Come here,” he urged when Jody fumbled with his belt. It was time to slow it down a notch. “Tell me where in this barn I’m supposed to spread you out and drive you wild.”

Jody panted, a stunned look in place. Then he shook himself and pointed to a ladder. “We can go up there.”

Noel waggled his eyebrows at the cutie. “Am I gonna get hay in places no man ever should?”

“No,” Jody said after laughing. “No man should get hay anywhere on him anyway, but there’s a blanket up there and I don’t want to know why. Saw it when I was cleaning out this barn.”

Noel looked around the place and grinned. “Yeah, I bet there’s cowboys sneaking off to go at it out here on a regular basis.”

“We have to work, but who knows what happens after that at the end of the day.” Jody shifted his weight from foot to foot. “Um, do you have stuff? Condoms?”

Noel thought he was beyond adorable, all shy and nervous yet eager. “I do. Didn’t you have some for when you and— Oh yeah, that Frankie in there was the one who ran out on you?” Noel had been nice, but inside he’d simmered and thought about having a chat with Frankie.

“We didn’t do more than hand jobs and suck each other off a couple times. I never let him come in my mouth. He wouldn’t have, anyway. He liked making a mess.” Jody was almost fluorescent pink by the time he stopped talking.

“Did you want to swallow?” Noel asked. “And you’ve never had anal sex? Given or received?”

Jody gave the barest shake of his head. “No to the anal stuff, and I don’t know about swallowing. I guess I’d have to see if I could once I had spunk in my mouth. I might gag.”

“You might,” Noel agreed. “It can be an acquired taste, but I like it. I like taking your load and keeping it inside of me for a little while.”

“Oh, oh man,” Jody rasped. He grabbed his crotch. “You say things like that and I’m gonna make a mess in my pants.”

“That’d be a shame, since I want you to come while I’ve got my dick buried deep inside you.” Noel grinned wickedly. “After you.” He gestured to the ladder.

Jody didn’t hesitate, and Noel admired his nice little ass while Jody climbed up the ladder. Honestly, Noel was a little nervous about being Jody’s first. It’d been years since he’d got to top, but that had been his own fault. Noel was done with keeping his own needs buried. He’d make it so good for Jody, too. Noel did know what he loved, how he loved being fucked. Bottoming had taught him the skills he’d need to be an amazing top.

The ladder was a quick climb for him, too, and he reached the top in time to see Jody shaking out a blue and tan blanket. “Seems clean,” Jody said.

Noel clambered up to stand beside him. “Yeah. Can I undress you?”

Jody swallowed noisily and moved his head in agreement.

“You want to get your boots off first?” Noel suggested.

Jody bent to remove his boots and Noel toed off his sneakers. He unfastened his belt and untucked his shirt, all by the time Jody had got the second boot off.

Noel unbuttoned his shirt enough to tug it off over his head, then he tossed it aside.

“Wow,” Jody murmured. “I want to touch you.”

“Touch to your heart’s content,” Noel said. He opened his arms and held them out. “I’m not ticklish, either, so if you want to stick your nose anywhere and sniff, go for it.”

Jody chuckled and came closer. He traced a path between Noel’s nipples and flicked the right one.

“Mmm.” Noel linked his fingers together behind his head. “I like that.”

“You do?” Jody pinched both nipples at the same time, not too much pressure on them, just enough. “Like this?”

“Just like that,” Noel told him. “Pull ’em a bit.”

Jody did and Noel moaned as heat spread out from his tits. “I need you naked. Touch me while I get these clothes off you if you can, or wait, whichever you want. I just gotta know if you have freckles all over. Don’t tell me, either,” Noel warned. “I want to see for myself.”

“’Kay.” Together they got Jody’s shirt off, and to Noel’s delight, he had freckles all over his shoulders, chest and back. They even trailed down his belly and to the dimples above his ass.

“I like these a lot,” Noel said. “Never knew I had a freckle fetish. Could be it’s just your freckles, though.”

“It is,” Jody told him. “No one else has freckles like mine. You oughta touch every one of them.”

Hearing Jody’s blatant desire to be possessed, seeing it in the way Jody was staring at him so wantonly, Noel’s heart soared. He took a deep, hard kiss then went to work removing Jody’s jeans and underwear. The plain white briefs worked on Jody. He was a simple man, though not mentally. Noel was beginning to think that Jody just wanted to be loved, and wanted security—two things Noel had looked for all his life. His parents had failed him, and every boyfriend had, too. Gertie had been there, but she’d left, and Noel had floundered.

He was almost afraid to hope that he was right about Jody. Then Jody looked at him with something so close to adoration that Noel’s breath rushed from his lungs. That look delivered a sucker punch to the diaphragm, a powerful emotional assault that Noel had no defences against.

“Jody,” he whispered.

“Right here,” Jody replied. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and began to tug them down.

Noel watched, eager, aching. He would have taken them off for Jody. Watching Jody do it was more erotic.

A pink flush swept Jody from forehead to belly, then again at the tops of his thighs.

“You are so…” Noel struggled to find the right words but couldn’t. To tell Jody that he was everything Noel wanted would have been too much. Noel settled for wrapping his hand around Jody’s thick shaft. Jody jutted his hips forward and clutched at his arms. “Maybe I should let you fuck me.”

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