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When they came up for air, there was wonderment in Flynn‟s face as he ground his growing bulge against Gable‟s groin.
    “You‟re hard, Gable. I can feel it.”

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    Gable nodded almost imperceptibly. “I woke up hard this morning.”
    “And you didn‟t wake me?”
    “It was 4 o‟clock, Flynn.”
    “Hell, for that you can wake me up any time! Literally.” Gable seemed to shy away. “I had no idea how long it would last.
    If it would last.”
    Flynn kissed him again. “I don‟t care. I‟m not letting it go to waste.”
    “Flynn, we‟re out in the open, in a field.” Flynn giggled. “We can barely see far enough to spot our horses.
    Even if someone came by on Hunter‟s side of the fence, we‟d have to make a hell of a lot of noise to get noticed.” Gable conceded, as if he needed to. Flynn wasn‟t about to let anyone or anything stop him as he unbuttoned Gable‟s fly and uncovered his clearly excited cock. “Let‟s give the bird some air, hey?” Before Gable could protest, Flynn took him in his mouth, licking and sucking as if it was the only source of water in a desert. Gable could do nothing but let it happen. The nagging doubt in the back of his mind—that it wouldn‟t last and he‟d probably go slack again before he came—prevented him from fully enjoying it, but then again, the feeling of a heavy cock was something he barely remembered, so he closed his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts. Flynn‟s hot mouth did feel good, and what if he did lose his erection again? He‟d come quite frequently these past weeks without an erection at all.
    Suddenly the ministrations stopped and Gable felt the cold. When he opened his eyes, Flynn was standing up, hastily getting rid of his jeans. He stepped out of them, along with his boots, before straddling Gable again.
    “Please just let me? Just this once?” Flynn asked, panting hard.
    Gable didn‟t immediately register what Flynn meant until he saw Flynn spit on his fingers and reach between his legs to sink over Gable‟s distended cock with a deep sigh. Flynn felt incredibly tight, which was no surprise, and the slightly pained expression on his face 167

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    made Gable very worried. He soon discarded the feeling when Flynn started riding him and his face turned from stressed to blissful. Gable held on to Flynn‟s hips to steady him and felt Flynn‟s heavy cock flop down on his belly every time he hit rock bottom, only to rise again when Flynn did. Flynn‟s movements became more fluid and Gable dared to release one hand, instead using it to touch Flynn‟s cock.
    “Oh, God, yeah,” Flynn sighed. “Been so long.” Although it felt great to be ridden like that, Flynn‟s tight passage milking his cock with every movement, it still felt strange to have their positions reversed. Gable never imagined topping Flynn—even from the position he was in now—and he certainly hadn‟t imagined that Flynn would like it so much. Then again, Gable liked that very position too, so it wasn‟t a total surprise.
    “Oh, fuck, you‟re going to make me come, Gabe,” Flynn panted, moving between Gable‟s cock and his hand.
    Gable started thrusting up and Flynn stilled his movements, swatting Gable‟s hand away so he could fist his own cock.
    “Need to come. Feels so good.”
    Flynn threw his head back as he thrust into his hand and the small shiny beads that had been collecting at the tip turned into thick strands, shooting out all over Gable‟s oilskin duster. Gable felt Flynn‟s channel spasm around him and then Flynn collapsed on top of him. He was panting hard, and all Gable could do was wrap his arms around him to keep him warm.
    It seemed to take forever before Flynn looked down at him again.
    He was sporting a smile and biting his lower lip. “You‟re still hard, stud.”
    Gable chuckled. “And your ass is getting cold.” Flynn didn‟t move, though. If anything, he snuggled even closer.
    Then something seemed to dawn on him. “You didn‟t come yet, did you?”
    Gable calmly shook his head. He rarely came from fucking, which is why he was seldom the top in a relationship, or even in a one-night stand.

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    “We‟ll have to do something about that,” Flynn said as he slowly got up and let Gable slip from his body.
    Although Gable could see Flynn was still half hard, he didn‟t think he‟d be ready to fuck him again so soon.
    Flynn had other ideas, though. “Come on, drop