Bullheaded

the shirt over his head. Cody couldn’t wait to get his hands on Johnny’s smooth, honey-colored skin, suck his luscious nipples, run his hands over his muscular thighs.
    There was a teasing smile on Johnny’s lips and a glow of challenge in his glittering black eyes.
    The sight of the tattoo made Cody start. He’d forgotten exactly how it twined around the slim body, the delicate blue-and-yellow design a startling contrast. He put out a hand and touched it gently with his fingertips, rejoicing at the delicate shiver in response.
    “Missed your tat. What is it?”
    “Cloud ladder,” Johnny said.
    Cody almost didn’t want to break the mood but he wanted to know. “What does it mean?”
    Johnny looked startled, and it wounded Cody to realize he’d never asked before, had just assumed it was some Native American design and left it at that.
    “Can we talk about this later?”
    Then they were kissing and gasping for air, the heat between them fierce.
    “Supplies?” Cody panted.
    Wrenching himself away, Johnny dove for his pants. Cody laughed when lube and a bunch of condoms fell out on the floor. Looked like Johnny was hoping to get lucky tonight. Johnny tossed him a condom and the tube and watched as Cody got ready.
    Johnny lay on his back, holding his legs up. Cody watched Johnny’s abs flutter when he started fingering him, trying to stretch him. It was torture to feel the velvet inside him and have to wait. It had been too long since Cody had had him. He pulled out, turned Johnny onto his knees, and yanked his ass high in the air, watching his hole flex.
    When Cody penetrated, the hole felt tight, almost as if Johnny had never been fucked before. Johnny’s head reared up and then down, and his spine arched as if he were in pain. The hiss that accompanied his entry and the quick glare Johnny darted at him over his shoulder seemed almost angry, but his body was straining back, craving it. Cody waited patiently for Johnny to adjust to him, even though his impulse was to thrust wildly, to lay down his claim for the body yielding to him.
    Even though he was moaning in pain, Johnny reached back with one hand to keep him in place. Cody flinched when Johnny’s fingers dug into his flesh.
    The harsh angles of Johnny’s shoulders curved softly at the moment Cody felt the tight channel relax around him and then adjust, pulsing to suck him in. He waited until Johnny pushed back at him.
    “What are you waiting for? An engraved invitation?”
    Cody plunged in to the deepest point and held still a moment, enjoying the muscles working around him. He started thrusting.
    Johnny groaned and stretched his lean body, looking back over his shoulder again. This time the look he gave Cody was one of deepest pleasure, or at least that’s what Cody hoped. He stopped thrusting and leaned down to kiss Johnny’s neck, enjoying the full contact of their naked skins. He wanted to keep Johnny under him forever, shielding him from all harm with his body. But he needed to move.
    He pounded furiously as Johnny jacked himself in time to each short drive.
    He’d hoped it would last longer, that he could dazzle Johnny with his sexual prowess and wow him into coming back, show him what he was missing, but it had just been too long since he’d been inside his lover.
    “No one like you…,” he moaned as he came. “Love you…. No one….”
    Draped across Johnny’s back, Cody didn’t want to pull out, and even though his head was spinning, he wanted Johnny to come by his hand. He pulled them down onto their sides, still buried inside, and pushed up on his elbow so he could see Johnny’s face. He brushed Johnny’s hand away from his cock, taking over the task of making him come.
    He watched as Johnny’s face contorted with the pained rapture of his oncoming orgasm, then softened as he was lost in his own private ecstasy.
    He felt the swell of the cock in his hand, the slim body stiffening against him, the clamping muscles on his dick, and then the shoot of hot liquid over his fingers.
    Eyes closed and mouth open, Johnny lay panting in the aftermath. Some weird new tenderness moved Cody to press closer and kiss him, feeling grateful for Johnny’s willingness to be so vulnerable with him.
    “You’re really tight.” Cody had always wanted to ask Johnny about his past experience ever since their first time together.
    “Yeah,” Johnny answered. “Been a long time.”
    Relieved that, whatever Johnny had been out doing while