Bullheaded

felt the roughness of Cody’s clothing rubbing against his naked skin, something that always got him hard. He had a thing for being naked while Cody stayed dressed. Cody’s mouth tasted pleasantly of beer and mints, and Johnny could have made out with him for a while, but he knew his window of opportunity tonight was a slim one, and he was horny.
    He switched around so his dick was dangling over Cody’s open mouth while he parted his own lips to suck Cody’s cock inside. His hips bucked when Cody’s mouth closed around him, engulfing him to the root. The taste of precome on his tongue, the stretch of his jaw to accommodate Cody, and the feel of the hard shaft filling his throat were so good. He’d wanted Cody in his mouth all weekend.
    His knees trembled when he felt Cody’s hands roam over his backside and up his flanks. Somehow Cody managed to toy with one of his nipples, sending a shock of pleasure to his cock. The head of Cody’s cock caught his lips as he let it slip out so he could turn his attention to the tight nuts drawn up under the shaft. He slurped both of them into his mouth and hummed, knowing the vibrations drove Cody wild. He went back to licking the shaft, letting Cody thrust up into his mouth while he feathered his tongue around the entire length. He knew how Cody liked it.
    A muffled groan told him Cody was close. His hips were moving faster now and Johnny varied the pressure of his lips, covering his teeth with them, letting Cody fuck his mouth.
    Cold air on his dick let him know Cody had let him fall out, but it was okay. He wanted to give Cody as much pleasure as he could. After all, he had just won another buckle. Cody had a firm grip on his buttocks, and Johnny couldn’t help but whimper when a thumb brushed his cleft and over his hole. He dipped his head to give long, deep strokes and followed by concentrating on the underside of the ridge. He could feel the surge of come move up Cody’s cock, and then he was swallowing, sucking to get every last drop.
    He let go only when Cody’s cock was limp, and lifted his head, taking in a deep breath. “Okay, my turn.” He started shifting around when a snore told him Cody had passed out after getting his.
    “Tired old fucker.”
    He stood up on his knees and started stroking off, looking down at his boyfriend. Cody’s shirt was rucked up, exposing an impressive ridged abdomen, and his cock and balls were hanging out of his open jeans. The sight of Johnny’s helpless prey inspired an erotic fantasy of having his way with some horny drunk cowboy who was probably straight and would pretend to remember nothing in the morning. Of course, it would have been that much hotter if this particular horny, drunk cowboy had been participating, but the sight of Cody splayed out for him was hot enough. Johnny’s hand moved faster over his shaft, and he fought his closing eyelids as he brushed his thumb over the head and squeezed.
    The tickle of pleasure started at the base of his spine and buzzed upward to his brain, making his hand move with more urgency. He cupped his balls with the other, his hips flexing. He watched as his come landed on Cody’s flat stomach, spurt after spurt until Johnny sagged back onto his heels. For a moment he just savored the afterglow, and then he bent to lick his seed off Cody’s skin.
    He sank down on the bed, laid his head on Cody’s shoulder, and yawned. He felt sticky and warm where they touched. Cody moved in his sleep to rest his hand possessively on Johnny’s waist.
    “G’night, champion.”

Chapter 2:
Going Home

    “I T ’ LL be good to get home.” Cody tossed his stuff into his bag as Johnny folded his clothes and packed them neatly. “One day to relax, one day to catch up on my healing, then a full summer of training.”
    “I love how you have everything scheduled out. One day to relax—full speed ahead! One day to heal, and if that hip isn’t better by the end of the day, dammit, it’s going to hear something about it from you!” Johnny chuckled.
    “Hey, gotta keep paddling. A ranch doesn’t run itself.”
    “There’s work to be done,” Johnny said, saying the words at the same time as Cody.
    Cody had to laugh. “You know me too well, but I can’t slow down now. I’ve got too much to do in life. Got to win the finals this year, get the young stuff trained up and get them contracted out. Ride in a few exhibitions over the break. Meet and greets with sponsors and fans over the summer. I