Russell stared at me with intense eyes, and for a moment, he looked down my body and then flicked his eyes back to mine.
“No? Well, I’m sure I can put some Midwest in you,” he said in a matter-of-fact tone.
He reached out and took hold of the zipper on my coat. With his eyes locked on mine and a smirk on his face, he slowly lowered the zipper a little way. He slid his hand inside my coat and firmly grabbed and squeezed my right pec.
“Mmm, I can see the heat in your eyes, Ryan.”
“It’s your fault.”
“Is it?” He managed to pinch my nipple through my shirt.
“Yes,” I hissed when I felt the pinch. “You’re the one talking about putting some Midwest in me,” I teased back and smiled.
“Mmm, Ryan. I have the urge to warm those ass cheeks of yours.”
His thumb stroked my nipple in between squeezing my chest. I was trying not to let him see how much his touch was affecting me, but it was difficult because he had the ability to easily cause havoc on my body.
“Too bad you can’t. Your parents are inside getting the house ready for dinner. You can’t take me inside and have your dirty Midwest fantasy with me. Your parents will hear you warming my ass cheeks,” I smarted back.
“My boy, when are you going to stop underestimating what I can and can’t do?”
When he pinched my nipple harder this time, it went straight to my dick, and my heart started to pound. Was he just talking about warming my ass cheeks by banging me? He could probably do it quietly, knowing his parents were up and moving around the house. But if he was talking about spanking me, there was no way he could do that in the house. The idea of him spanking me made me so hard, though.
“I can see your wheels are spinning.”
“Your parents would hear you warming my cheeks.”
“Who said I was taking you inside?”
Oh!
I felt my face get warm, and I turned my head to look around. My eyes fell upon his SUV.In there?
Russell took hold of my jaw and guided it back around so I was facing him.
“No, my boy.”
I frowned and looked over his shoulder at the house again.
“Ever hear the saying, ‘I’m going to take you out around the back’?”
I shook my head and glanced at the expanse of vacant land around his parents’ home.
“Come on, my boy. I’m going to take you around the back and warm those cheeks. And after they’re burning, then I’m going to put some Midwest in you.”
My face was on fire, and I was like putty in his hands. Russell let go of me and motioned for me to follow him. As he walked ahead of me, I reached down and adjusted my dick and felt just how hard I was. Just thinking about him spanking me was enough to make me come. When we made it around the back of the house, I saw a separate structure about forty yards away.
Was it a barn?
A shed?
A garage?
Frankly, it didn’t matter what the hell it was. All that mattered was that Russell was going to spank me and fuck me in there. There was something so dirty and hot about Russell having his way with me in a barn out on his parents’ land. I was so hard that I knew I would be able to blow my load the second I was touched.
Russell opened the door and turned the light on. I let the door close behind me as I immediately started looking around while Russell went to a work bench. I was surprised at how much warmer it was in here than it was outside. Lining the walls were tools and things that were probably of use on a farm or having this much land to care for. There was an area sectioned off by a five-foot-tall wooden fence, and on the other side of it were some small mowers and tractors.
“It’s actually not as cold in here as I thought it would be,” I commented. Russell walked toward me with a length of rope, instantly turning up the level of excitement.
