Rough Love In the West (Gay Western Erotica)

WARNING: This 8,000 word story contains the unbridled passion of hard-riding cowboys in the untamed frontier of the Wild West.

Excerpt for ADULTS ONLY:

Nathaniel woke sometime in the night. He had no idea what time it was, but the sound of shifting grass told him what had woken him. Looking to his right, he saw John silhouetted by the stark white light of the moon. The man was sitting next to him, looking down at him as he slept. Nathaniel started to say something, but he had no idea what it might be. He gave up trying as John slowly laid down next to him. He could see those eyes now, even colder in the moonlight, as he felt a hand on his chest. Calloused fingers played with the hair there before venturing further down, slowly unbuttoning his trousers. His manhood sprang up, already throbbing, standing proud in the moonlight.

Nathaniel shuddered at the feeling of John's rough hand on his cock. It had been weeks now since he'd been with Charley. He knew he wouldn't last long as he felt John's thumb on his crown, spreading the lubrication there down his shaft. He gasped and his hips jerked in response to the overwhelming feeling. John chuckled at the sight of him stuffing his hand in his mouth to keep from crying out and pulled on him even harder.

"Don't, it's" Nathaniel said, his voice catching in his throat, "I'm going to-"

"It's alright. Let it come."

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