Page 74 of Blue Collar Cowboy


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“Oh. Yeah. Real good.” A shower with a side of hot roofer was the way to go, he thought.

They walked together to the bedroom and started shedding clothes. By the time they got to the bathroom, they were naked.Cam locked the door behind them. The girls knew if they were in the bathroom together, that was alone adult time. Only if an emergency happened would they interrupt.

Cam reached for Mitch and grabbed him around the waist, pulling him close, taking a kiss before he even turned the water on.

Mitch moaned, one hand on the back of Cam’s neck, the other on his hip. “You know, I’m feeling like I could be a little acrobatic these days.”

Oh, man. Cam liked that. He loved that the surgery had made Mitch feel so much better, and by now, he was pretty damn healed. He only had a twinge once in a great while.

So yeah, maybe he could bend Mitch over in the shower and bang at him, which sounded ridiculous when he thought about it, but at the same time really hot.

“We should get the water going. That way we can make all the noise we want.” Cam winked at Mitch before taking one more sharp, bitey kiss and then stepped into the shower.

“You have all the best ideas.” Mitch stepped in with him and closed the door behind them. That was one of those improvements made to the house since Cam had moved in. They had gone from having a bathtub situation with one of those wall surrounds to a great tub and a shower with a fancy showerhead. It was amazing. Cam loved it.

When the water was warm enough, they both stepped into the spray. The rain shower reached all sorts of wonderful places. He pulled Mitch into his arms again, and they stood chest to chest, cock to cock, the kisses going deep and hard.

He could do this forever. Cam loved kissing Mitch, and he’d never been much of a kisser before this. Random hookups on the rodeo circuit didn’t lend itself to that kind of intimacy, but somehow Mitch’s mouth was like paradise. He had soft, hot lipsand a talented tongue, and the stubble on his cheeks would rub Cam’s chin and face. Everything added up to an amazing whole.

Mitch’s hand wandered down to his ass, covering one cheek and squeezing, and Cam went up on his tiptoes, the feeling making his balls pull up a tiny fraction. He wasn’t ready to go that fast, though, so he leaned back to breathe, rubbing his hand over Mitch’s chest, plucking at those hard little nipples with his fingers.

“Fuck, Cam. That makes everything down south jerk and pull.”

He gave Mitch a wild grin. “Good. I want it too. You’re fucking amazing. You know that, right?”

“You’re the amazing one, cowboy. Touch me some more.” Mitch swayed against him, fingers sliding down to push between his ass cheeks and rub at his hole.

Cam did what Mitch asked him to do, loving on him, stroking his chest, belly, his hips and thighs before coming up to grab his cock and pet it. The feel of Mitch’s cock always made him want to do more, made him want to touch and pull, lick, and suck. Thick and hard with a covering of velvety skin, it was the best thing to hold in his hand, the perfect weight.

“Ughn.” Mitch made the sound, and it came out guttural and hard as Mitch rose up, surging toward him to try to get them closer together.

He held them deeper in the water spray, the heat and sting of it adding to the sensation. He needed to get inside Mitch soon, but he wouldn’t push it too hard. He wanted Mitch to be ready and loose, and all his muscles. He would never hurt that poor sore back for anything.

“More,” Mitch told him, arching toward him, hips rocking back and forth.

“Definitely more, baby. You make me a little bit crazy.”

“Only a little bit? I want to make you super crazy.” Mitch leaned toward him and bit him right on the place where his neck met his shoulder.

“That’s a really good way to do it.” He jumped as Mitch’s hand fell on his dick, too. They were pulling themselves together then and stroking at the same time.

He might not make it inside Mitch this time. He may have to go with this, because damn, between the heat of the shower relaxing all his muscles and Mitch’s touch making his balls drop, he was pretty sure he was going to blow.

“Come on, give it to me, Cam. We can do this, and then we can go to bed and have more later.”

“Fuck yes.” He reached around behind Mitch though and ran his finger down the crease of Mitch’s ass to his hole because he wanted to have Mitch feel him. Even if it was a prelude to what they would do later, he wanted that tight heat.

“Uhn!” Mitch rose up on his tiptoes, pressing against Cam, pushing their cocks together even more firmly. Mitch gripped with his hand to keep them steady and keep them from falling back against the shower wall, and that made Cam’s eyes cross.

“Goddamn, you’re tight.” He opened Mitch up with his finger, pushing deep inside, and Mitch made this sound halfway between a moan and a whine, the pitch rising at the end as Cam slipped probably deeper than he should without any more lube than the water beating down on them.

“And that hurts so fucking good.” Mitch kissed him, tongue begging entrance into his mouth.

Then they were both driving toward the finish, his hands moving, one on their dicks, one finger inside Mitch’s ass. Mitch stroked them both too, and they panted and moaned, kissing and biting. They were cooking with gas and he was ready to burst.

Mitch shouted when Cam pressed against a spot inside him, and he came like a ton of bricks right into their hands.

That was all Cam needed before he was doing the same thing, his cock jerking as he sawed back and forth, gasping for air and getting a mouthful of water.