LGBT

Chapter 6: Lightning Crashes

Chapter 6: Lightning Crashes

Allen woke sometime in the night, hearing that the wind and rain and thunder had picked up again. Frowning, he got to his feet and walked over to the banked fire. Jeans were still damp but there was nothing to do about that. He pulled them on and got dressed, zipping up his coat and stepping outside to check the horses.

They were huddled together as close to the house as they could get, still getting soaked by the wind lashed rain. Allen ignored the weather himself as best he could as he made sure they were both going to be okay, despite the rain. Gypsy was skittish, but she calmed down as he whispered to her, and got them both a little bit of food.

By the time Allen got back into the cabin, his jeans were dripping wet all over again and his hair was falling into his eyes.

Bill was sitting up. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. Was just making sure.” He hung up the wet things by the fire again and added another log, shivering as he came back to the bedrolls.

Bill hesitated for just a moment, and then gently pulled him close. “You’re freezing.”

Allen relaxed into his arms. “You aren’t. Feels good.”

Bill adjusted the blankets over them. Allen hesitated for a few heartbeats, then rolled over and kissed Bill.

Bill was clearly surprised, but then he was kissing Allen back, rolling them over so Allen was on his back underneath him.

“I hear this is a good way to get warm?” offered Allen.

Bill brushed Allen’s wet hair out of his eyes, smiling down at him. “Is this what you want?”

Allen nodded. “I mean, I know we just met, but...”

“Hey I’ll be working on your ranch for a little while, and I’m still in the area. And besides, a roll in the... cabin doesn’t mean we have to make a lifetime commitment.” Bill leaned in to kiss him again, licking his way into Allen’s mouth. Allen moaned softly and opened his mouth to him, finding he liked the way Bill tasted. He reached around and squeezed Bill’s ass, making him chuckle against him.

“I’m wearing too many clothes,” said Bill, kneeling back and stripping, giving Allen another kiss as he went to the bags, coming back with a small bottle and some condoms. “I found your lube by accident, figured I’d bring it along, just in case. And I always have condoms in my wallet. So, we’re good to go.”

“Nice to know that you go out into the wilderness prepared for anything,” smiled Allen.

“I was a Boy Scout, don’t you know,” grinned Bill. “Anything you want to try, or don’t want to try?”

Allen shrugged. “I’ve no idea. Well, I mean, I think I’d like to be taken.”

“That is not going to be any sort of a problem,” said Bill, stroking his thigh. “And there’s no need to rush, either.”

Allen nodded, shivering, and not from the cold this time.

Bill lay down next to him, kissing Allen again, hands gently roaming over his body. More uncertainly, Allen ran his hand down Bill’s arm, and then his side, feeling the strength he’d seen from the first moment. Breaking the kiss and biting his lip, Allen wrapped his hand around Bill’s thick c**k, making the other man gasp.

“Just be gentle,” he said softly, cupping Allen’s cheek and tugging his lower lip free before kissing him again. His hand slid from Allen’s cheek to his shoulder, to his chest and the work rough thumb rubbed against a n****e until it peaked. “Don’t need to rush.”

Allen’s breath was already coming short. He wondered if he’d even be able to make it very long, let alone until Bill was inside of him. Thunder crashed almost on top of them, startling Allen, as his focus was all on Bill.

“Just relax,” murmured Bill, kissing down Allen’s jaw, to his throat, his hand moving down, bypassing his c**k and fondling his balls a moment before oh so slowly dragging a finger along his entrance.

Allen gasped and rocked against the touch, wanting more.

Bill smiled at him. “Sensitive. Don’t worry, you’ll get more.” He opened the lube, making sure to do it in Allen’s line of sight. “I’m going to take my time. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”

Allen nodded, watching his hand as it dipped down and stroked against him again, not yet pushing in. Realizing he was distracted and not doing anything for Bill, Allen gave his c**k a stroke.

“Don’t worry about me,” said Bill, voice dark with lust. “I’ll be getting mine.” He nipped Allen’s collarbone, pushing a finger inside.

It didn’t feel bad, a little strange, but as Allen relaxed, little sparks of pleasure started flowing down his spine. A finger felt like so much already, he wasn’t even sure he could take a whole c**k.

“You can take it,” promised Bill, reading his mind. “I know it seems like a lot, right?”

Allen nodded, licking his lips.

Bill kissed him. “You can take it, pretty, I know you can. Sturdy cowboy like you.”

Allen grinned and let go of Bill’s c**k to run his hand up his side. His hand found a scar above his hip and traced it with his thumb.

“Got a few of those,” said Bill. “So do you. Guys like us, we’re always going to have some scars and bruises.”

“True,” said Allen softly, leaning to kiss Bill again, slipping his own tongue into his mouth.

Bill moaned softly, adding a second finger. Allen tensed and relaxed. Bill thrust his fingers, still going slow, still sending those sparks of pleasure through Allen’s system, making him pull back again and moan.

“You’re going to take me so good,” whispered Bill. “I’m going to take care of you, just the way you want.”

“Yeah,” said Allen. “I want that. Want to feel you...you in me.” He resisted the urge to touch his own aching c**k, wanting to wait.

Bill crooked his fingers and Allen cried out, noise barely covered by the outside thunder as a wave of pure pleasure went through his veins like the lightning above their heads.

“Gorgeous,” muttered Bill, kissing his throat and down his chest, going back to thrusting his fingers, stretching Allen open. His tongue lapped at one n****e, then the other. Allen was surprised by how good it felt, legs spreading wider for Bill.

“Yeah, you want me bad,” said Bill, carefully pulling out his fingers, adding more lube, and pushing in three.

“I do, I do,” moaned Allen, finding the stretch of three wasn’t so bad.

“Almost ready for me, pretty. Thank you for this.”

Allen looked up at him and smiled. “Someone has to be first, but I’m glad it’s you,” he said, hooking his hand around the back of Bill’s neck and pulling him in for another slow kiss.

“Thanks,” said Bill, breaking the kiss and pulling his hand free. “Hands and knees is probably easiest.”

“All right,” Allen rolled over onto his knees, trying to relax, though now he was tense with anticipation, despite his aching c**k.

Once again making sure Allen was watching, Bill rolled on a condom and lubed himself up. ”Relax,” he said.

Allen took a deep breath and let it go as Bill moved behind him and adjusted him. Bill stroked his back as he lined up and pushed just inside.

For a moment, it was all too much, but Allen made himself relax, and as Bill pushed in deeper, it was almost perfect.

“Look at you, taking it so well,” murmured Bill, pulling out a bit and then pushing in, going deeper with every thrust. “Feels good?”

“Yeah,” said Allen, closing his eyes and resting his head on his arms. It was better than he’d even imagined, though he wanted Bill to move faster. But he knew that Bill was making sure that he wouldn’t hurt him, that he could take it.

Bill, pushed his shoulders down a little farther, adjust the angle as he paused, fully seated. He swore softly, clearly taking a moment just to appreciate what he had underneath him.

Then he grabbed Allen’s hips, pulled almost all the way out, and started thrusting in earnest. It only took a little adjustment to find that place that had sent the lightning through Allen’s system.

Allen cried out, helpless underneath him, pleasure shuddering through him in waves. Bill leaned over him and took Allen’s c**k in hand, pushing his c**k through his fist with every thrust.

“Yes, yes,” moaned Allen, shaking, and not wanting it to stop, even as he raced towards his orgasm.

Bill thrust hard, one more time, biting down on Allen’s shoulder as he came, twisting his wrist so that Allen came at almost the same moment, nearly whimpering from the overload of pleasure.

Allen panted, only slowly opening his eyes. The storm outside had moved on. Bill carefully pulled out, tied off the condom and guided Allen to lie on his side, Bill spooned around him.

“God, that was amazing,” muttered Allen.

“You’ll probably be a little sore in the morning,” said Bill. “But I bet you ain’t cold now.”

Allen laughed lightly, snuggling back against him. “Not at all,” he said.

“Good.” Bill kissed the back of his neck and pulled the blanket over them both.