Love Means No Boundaries - Andrew Grey

of the woods.
“Oh God.” The fabric of his jeans parted farther and another hand joined the first, cupping his balls as he was stroked lightly. “Fuck, Robbie.”
“That’s what I’m hoping for, Joey.” The horse walked on, and Joey turned them at the creek, continuing until they reached the clearing. He hadn’t come prepared with anything to ease the way, but as soon as Robbie got off Twilight, he began opening his pants, shoving them to the ground. Joey spread the blanket he’d brought out of habit onto the ground and pulled Robbie to him. Shoes slipped off, pants crumpled in a pile, and mouths found each other as bodies pressed together.
     
“I’m sorry I put you through all that.” Robbie panted between kisses.
    “Nothing to be sorry for. You’re here, and that’s all that matters.” Words failed them as they made love in the shade, replaced by pleas and cries of need as Robbie’s inner lion came to the fore. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once and lips sucked and licked nose to knees. When Robbie took him between his lips, Joey thought his head was going to explode.
    “I want you, Joey.” Robbie let Joey’s cock slip from his lips as he felt his way up Joey’s body.
“I don’t have anything.” The look of disappointment was too much for Joey. “Okay, on your back. We’ll do this the old fashioned way.” Robbie complied, resting on the blanket. “What’s the old fashioned way?”
“Roll over and I’ll show you.”
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    A questioning look flitted across Robbie’s face as he rolled over. Joey settled between his long legs, hands sliding from knees to thighs, and as Robbie spread his legs, Joey zeroed in and slid his tongue along Robbie’s cleft. “If this is the old fashioned way,” Robbie’s voice broke as Joey teased the tiny indentation. Robbie threw his head back and let lose a growly whimper, forgetting his words as he cried out his pleasure.
The musky flavor exploded on his tongue, Robbie’s flavor, as he thrust deep, smiling as Robbie writhed and jumped beneath him. Fingers and tongue alternated as whimpers and cries filled the clearing, competing with the brook for attention. Joey knew where to touch and touch he did, eliciting cries of excitement that built on each other as he massaged that special place inside his lover.
     
Feeling the muscle relax, he positioned himself and slowly entered Robbie’s body, joining them together, sinking into Robbie’s body.
    “Oh God,” Robbie moaned, as Joey sank deep inside him. Joey crushed his eyes closed as Robbie’s voice, combined with the heat of his lover’s body, threatened to pull him over the edge. Stilling himself and breathing, Joey began to move, slowly at first, his hips gliding as Robbie’s heat radiated up to him. Stretching on top of Robbie, their lovemaking built slowly and steadily, Robbie crying out and Joey panting and gasping for breath each time he looked at the beautiful, giving, loving man beneath him.
Pressure built inside him, and he could tell by Robbie’s cries that he was getting close as well. Joey changed angles slightly, and Robbie keened, filling the woods with the sound of his release as Joey added his own cry of passionate pleasure.
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couldn’t contribute. They’d been keeping him busy almost every minute of the day, and he loved it.
    Descending the stairs behind Joey, Robbie unconsciously counted the steps, with Rex right on his heels. He wasn’t sure where the kittens were, but they weren’t too far behind to be sure. At night, his and Joey’s bed seemed like a menagerie. He often disturbed a sleeping body when he stretched his legs, but he never had to worry about being warm enough, that was for sure.
The house had become so familiar; he didn’t need to think any more. He just knew where he was. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, he turned and walked through to the kitchen, hearing the morning news on the television as he passed through the living room.
     
“Robbie.” He heard a sip of what he assumed was coffee and a half slurp that could only have been made by Geoff. “Will you be able to run down that loan information from the bank today?” He pulled out a chair, his chair, and sat down. “Sure. Is the information on your desk?” “Usual spot.”
    Robbie’s concerns about Geoff and Eli