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Cowboy Keeper

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"You are special, baby."

Billy melted into the strong arms that suddenly wrapped around him, resting his head against Rourke's chest. He could hear the man's heart beat against his ear and was surprised at how soothing the sound was.

"You think I'm special?" Billy asked as he tilted his head back to look up into Rourke's rugged face. His heart pounded faster in his chest at the glint of something unknown he could see shining in Rourke's eyes. He didn't quite know what it was but it made him feel hot and achy.

"I know you're special, baby," Rourke said. "Didn't I already say that?"

Billy licked his lips and swallowed. His throat felt dry. "Wo-would you kiss me again?"

Rourke's eyebrow arched and for a moment, Billy thought he might have asked for something he shouldn't have. Then Rourke's lips swooped down covered Billy's. Billy groaned and leaned into the kiss. He really liked kissing Rourke.

The texture of Rourke's lips pressed against his, the swipe of his tongue, even the way the man tasted all worked to drive Billy into a frenzy until he didn't want anything else in the world but to be right where he was. He didn't even mind the small ache in his back when Rourke's hands moved down to grab his butt.

"Do you see what you do to me, baby?" Rourke asked as he grabbed Billy's hand and pushed it down between them. Billy's eyes widened as his hand was pressed against the large bulge in Rourke's pants. He started panting, unable to keep the air in his lungs.

"You…" Billy licked his lips again. He glanced down between them even though he couldn't see anything through the press of their bodies. But he sure could imagine. "Can I see?"


"I've never…" Billy shrugged. "I've never seen…"

Rourke suddenly growled then claimed Billy's lips with a hunger that shook Billy down to his toes. This wasn't the slow, thoughtful kiss he'd received from Rourke before. This kiss was fueled with hunger, and desire, and a wildness that Billy had never encountered. It was a little exciting, a little thrilling, and a whole lot scary.

Even with his lips pressed against Rourke's, Billy couldn't prevent his small cry when Rourke suddenly lifted him up and carried him toward the side of the barn. He wasn't quite sure what was going on when Rourke set him on the ground and leaned him back against the barn wall until he saw the man's hands go to the buttons on his belt.

Billy swallowed hard as he watched Rourke unbutton his jeans then slowly separate the sides until his cock popped free. Rourke gestured with one hand. "You wanted to see…"

Billy took a hesitant step forward then quickly glanced up at Rourke's face. He watched the man carefully as he lowered himself to his knees and reached for his cock. He didn't want to do anything he wasn't allowed.

The small shudder that worked its way through Rourke's body when his hands wrapped around his erection concerned Billy but the man didn't pull away. Billy took it as a good sign and scooted closer.

"You're much bigger than I am," Billy whispered as he fit his fingers around Rourke's cock over and over again. He glanced up in surprise when he heard a small grunt. Rourke's lips were pressed together, his brows drawn down in a deep frown. "I'm sorry, should I have not said that?"

"No, baby, it's fine," Rourke said. "Your hand feels good wrapped around me."

Billy flushed and dropped his eyes. He could imagine a lot more he'd like to do than use his hand but that was just a fantasy, maybe. So far, Rourke seemed to be a willing participant in Billy's fantasies. He only hoped that continued.

"You're a lot longer than I am," Billy said as he worked his hand over Rourke's cock, "but I think I'm thicker."

"Thicker?" Rourke's deep swallow was audible and enough to catch Billy's attention. He looked up.

"I think so." Billy frowned. "Is that wrong?"

"No." Even though his words said differently, Rourke sounded a little hoarse.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, baby."

Hoping Rourke was right, Billy returned his attention to the long shaft he held in his hand. Rourke was very long but Billy could fit his entire hand around him. He couldn't do that with his own cock. But Rourke was very silky and Billy loved the texture moving under his fingers.

"Keep that up, baby, and I'm going to come."

"Really?" Billy masturbated, well, a lot, especially to images of Rourke. To know he could bring Rourke the same pleasure was mind boggling to him. He tightened his grip and the rhythm of his strokes, wanting more than anything to see Rourke come and know he'd done it.

Soon, Rourke started moving his hips, thrusting himself into Billy's grasp. "Just a little tighter, baby," Rourke whispered tightly.

Billy squeezed tighter. A thrill ran through at the long groan that came from the man standing over him when he did.

"I'm getting close, baby."

Billy almost groaned himself at the deep growl he could hear in Rourke's voice. It made him feel achy. He kept one hand wrapped around Rourke's cock and moved the other one down to his own jeans, fumbling with the buttons until they came free.

Billy cried out as he wrapped his free hand around his own cock, stroking it quickly to catch up with Rourke. It wouldn't take him long. He was already incredibly aroused just from touching Rourke. This was a fantasy come true.

"Oh damn, you're touching yourself, aren't you?"