Wheat Kings and Pretty Things by G.S. Wiley

Author:G.S. Wiley [Wiley, G.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-769-3
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

AT EIGHTEEN years old, making out in a hot tub would have been a fantasy come to life for Paul. In honor of his younger self, and in appreciation of Dylan, Paul threw himself into it more fully than he usually would have with someone new. Normally he held back, hesitant to reveal too much too soon, but it felt like he’d known Dylan for years. He had. It was just that all those years were more than two decades earlier.

Dylan seemed more than happy to return the favor. He pulled Paul onto his lap, their cocks fitted snugly together. Paul ran his hands up Dylan’s arms, tracing over a Roughriders tattoo on his right bicep, then snaked around Dylan’s neck. Dylan leaned forward to kiss him again, his cock twitching eagerly. Paul pushed back, pressing their chests together as he let his fingers toy with the edge of Dylan’s hair.

“We can’t have sex in here,” Paul said, genuinely regretful. But he’d tried it once, years ago, and while it had seemed like a good idea at the time, it was far less comfortable and far more awkward than porn had led him to believe.

“I know.” Dylan kissed him again, nipping at his lips.

Despite the heat, Paul shuddered.

“My uncle will kill me if we screw up his filter.”

“We could go inside….”

Dylan was up before Paul finished the sentence, wrapping a towel around his waist and holding out a gallant hand to help Paul from the hot tub.

Paul hadn’t seen the bedroom the last time he was there, but he imagined, given the state of the rest of the cabin, that it had also been considerably improved since then. A large mass-produced print of some colorful Mondrian-style design hung over the large bed, which was made up in neutral white bedsheets with a Hudson’s Bay blanket folded at the foot. A pine chest of drawers and matching blanket box completed the bland, almost hotel-room-like look; perfect, Paul assumed, for a place rented out on Airbnb.

He didn’t have much chance to admire the room. Dylan came up behind him, wrapping his arms around Paul’s waist. He mouthed at Paul’s neck, leaving a trail of kisses behind him. When he reached Paul’s shoulders, Paul turned and kissed him back, letting his towel fall onto the beige Berber carpet.

It seemed crass, at their age, to inquire about Dylan’s experience. He’d clearly had enough. He lifted Paul onto the bed with an ease that went straight to Paul’s groin, covering Paul with his body and holding Paul’s hands up on either side of his head. Paul wrapped his legs around Dylan’s waist and was rewarded by a groan into his mouth and a tightening of the grip on his wrists.

Paul couldn’t last. It had been too long. When Dylan slid down, his mouth barely brushing Paul’s cock, Paul grunted, too close to coming to do anything but squeeze his eyes shut and warn him. “Dylan….”

“It’s okay,” Dylan replied, circling his tongue around the head of Paul’s cock.

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