Ride 'Em Cowboys by J. P. Bowie

Author:J. P. Bowie [Bowie, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780857150622
Amazon: 0857150626
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2010-03-16T11:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Drew sounded like he’d been expecting the call when Parker told him he and Royce couldn’t make it for those beers after all. “Well shoot, Parker…maybe next time, huh?”

“Yeah, Drew…maybe next time.”

“If y’all change your minds, I’ll be at the Cactus later tonight with some of the fellas.”

“Okay, maybe see you there.” Parker put the phone down, shaking his head. The Cactus? No way was he taking Royce there. That place was rough at the best of times, and after a rodeo, it would be insane.

Royce appeared, framed in the bathroom door, naked as nature intended, his taut body looking mighty tempting. “I’m taking a shower. Like to join me?”

“Don’t need an engraved invitation for that,” Parker said with a grin, pulling off his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the motel room floor. “That’s my boy.” Royce opened his arms and wrapped them round Parker’s warm, wiry body. Their kiss was hot and hungry, making both their cocks spring to attention. Royce rubbed his against Parker’s. “Mmm, baby. Feels so good.” “Shower,” Parker growled, pushing him across the bathroom floor. “After what I’ve been doin’ all day, hot water and soap’s the only remedy.” Royce chuckled as he turned on the hot spray and pulled Parker into the shower with him. They embraced, standing under the hot spray, their hands sliding over each other’s wet bodies. Royce took the soap from the shelf and lathered Parker’s back, his soapy fingers lingering over Parker’s muscular butt, running up and down the deep cleft between his buttocks. Parker pushed his crotch harder against Royce’s, grasping both their cocks in his hand and pumping slowly, all the while keeping his lips locked on Royce’s.

“Mmm,” Royce murmured, breathing into Parker’s mouth.

“Mmm is right,” Parker said. “Turn around.”

Now it was Parker’s turn to rub the soap over Royce’s sleek muscles. He kissed the nape of Royce’s neck then ran his tongue down the length of Royce’s spine. He knelt behind RIDE ‘EM COWBOY J.P. Bowie

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Royce, his hands parting the plump butt cheeks that were only a tantalising inch from his lips. He probed the pink hole with the tip of his tongue, then as this action wrenched a long low moan from Royce, he probed deeper, the musky smell and taste acting as an aphrodisiac, clouding his mind with lust.

“Oh, Jesus…Parker,” Royce whimpered, arching his back, clutching at the sides of Parker’s head, moving his butt in slow circles around Parker’s thrusting tongue. This blissful sensation almost proved to be too much. Royce felt his orgasm build inside him. Too soon. He wanted this, but he wanted all of Parker inside him—every inch of that beautiful hard flesh.

As if he had intuited Royce’s need, Parker stood slowly, his tongue now sliding up the length of Royce’s spine. He tightened his arms around his lover’s slim torso. “Ooh, baby.” Royce wriggled inside Parker’s arms, pushing his butt into Parker’s crotch. “What’s that I feel knockin’ at my door?” “Ain’t knockin. It’s comin’ in!”

“Oh…”

“Don’t worry,” Parker mumbled, and Royce turned to see the foil wrapper between his teeth.

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