Will moaned with new delight at the change in technique. Buck was giving him pleasure he had never known. It was the electric bond of their fatherly friendship, combined with the feeling of the night air blowing gently inside his gaping ass between strokes...it was causing him to build to a climax.
Buck rolled Will onto his back so he could see his face. He grabbed hold of Will’s ankles to steady himself while he thrust in this new position. The change increased the pressure on Will’s prostate, causing clear seminal fluid to dribble from his rock hard dick. Buck let go of Will’s ankles and used the rock to support his weight. This brought him very close to Will. Will’s dick drooled on Buck's abdomen and his own. Buck looked into Will’s paternal eyes as their faces drew closer. Then, like a pair of magnets, they suddenly locked lips. Buck had kissed plenty of men, but he had never kissed a man like Will. He hungered for his kind, gentle protection. They explored each other's tongues while Buck penetrated Will; this created a bond as tight as solder holding them together as one.
This oneness, this sensation of two souls uniting through love and sex, this was what Buck had been searching for. He found sex in the Army, and more sex in the bunkhouse, but here under the Montana night sky, he finally found love.
Will had always wanted a young man like Buck to share his sleeping bag. He wanted to coach and guide the boy. He wanted to teach him how to love and be loved in return. He wanted his tongue and his ungodly thick cock inside him, too. It was all connected. As each second passed, the kiss intensified. Will put his arms around Buck, wrapped his legs around Buck’s waist and held him closer. Buck felt a brand new sensation that he couldn't describe or name. It was a current of energy that was intertwined with lust and love. It didn't start in his balls. It started in his heart and radiated to all parts of his body. It felt like every part of him was going to come. He looked at Will who nodded and said, “I feel it too.”
Everywhere Buck's flesh touched Will’s there was the same tingling he felt in his dick right before he shot a load. It was all over his body. Buck quaked with desire, spreading his trembling to Will, who vibrated with the same intense current. Buck breathed heavily, sweat dripping onto his partner from his brow. He threw back his head and shouted “Oh Shit! Holy shit!”
And as if it were the first time in a week, Buck felt his balls let loose a torrent of milky white fluid. It made Buck cry.
Buck's ejaculation hit Will’s rectum walls so hard that he gasped aloud. More and more hot man butter basted his asshole; his own semen that he had used as lube merged with the young man’s effluence forming a male bond like no other. It put Will over the edge, and he sprayed a load between their bellies without even touching himself.
Buck held Will in mutual embrace, his head resting on the older man’s right shoulder so he wouldn't see the tears. They remained locked and vibrant for several minutes, until Buck grew soft and slid out of Will on a flash flood of expelled semen.
The two men lay on their backs, breathing. Buck dried his eyes with his forearm. Will smiled at the new recruit.
“Tears of joy”?
Buck was embarrassed. “Tears of relief.”
“Relief from what”?
Buck's heart was pounding now. He was vulnerable. Did he dare express his heart’s desire to this man he only just met? Was that his imagination earlier or had something transcendent taken place between them? The relief of finally feeling loved...
“I ain't sure.”
Will laughed. “Let me make it easy for you. I felt it; it was real; and I hope you feel what I feel now.”
Buck smiled. “Yep. I do feel it.”
Will was pleased that his new friend was honest with him. “Son, I hope we can make it a real thing.”
“But Will, the other guys are gonna want more tail. Like you said, Dick Burns will be sniffing around every day. Bear, Mike, Sal...they all want me.”
“What do you want, son”?
Buck grew quiet. He was ashamed of the desires that seemed to conflict with one another. He wanted the love and protection of a father figure like Will. He wanted to be with Will. But he needed to share his gifts with all the men. It wasn't a mere desire, it was a necessity, like food or water. How could he love a man so completely and yet allow himself to serve the needs of any man who happens along?
“I am not sure what your silence means, Buck, so let me see if I can help.”
“I'm confused.”
“I know, son. Sex and love are tricky partners. The Bible tells other folks to be faithful to one another. And look how many wars and murders we got.”
Buck laughed, “Amen.”
“You told me your story, about how you found your purpose in life, giving pleasure to men. It’s your mission in life. Hell, in a big city, you could make a fortune at it instead of giving it away for free out here in the wilderness.”
Buck laughed, “What do you mean”?
“Well it's not my actual point. See, if I met a painter who painted pictures that brought more joy into the world, and say we was in love, I wouldn't ask him to paint only pictures of me.”
Buck understood.
“So, Will, you'd be mine, and I’d be yours, but you'd let me uh, see other men”?
“I would. I might not always like it, but I sure would love to say you was mine.”
“Is this love”? Buck was bewildered.
“I don't know. Why don't you try kissing me and then answer”?
The moon beat down in the Big Hole River Valley where the Great Plains meet the Continental Divide. Its moonbeams landed on an older cowboy and a greenhorn, lips locked, pawing at one another with renewed desire. It wasn't the first time the moon had seen such love, and it was not the last. But true love takes many shapes, and no matter how odd, so long as it is true, that love receives the moon’s blessing. A young man in search of a father, and an old cowboy looking for a son found each other that night. And the moon continues to shine on them for always.
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About the author:
Peter Schutes (1896-1981) served as an infantryman in France during World War I. It was in France he was introduced to an alternate lifestyle that matched his natural proclivities. His predilections caused him to be ejected from the service at the end of his tour of duty.
Sadly, his love for other men was treated as an illness. He spent several years in a California State Hospital, unable to change his nature. The experience left scars that took years to heal. In order to earn his freedom, he feigned a miracle recovery, professing his love for women. He went so far as to seduce a female nurse in order to earn his freedom. He later said it was 'one of the deepest humiliations' he suffered in order to survive.
Afraid of his own desires, he sought refuge in celibacy. It was only after moving to Hollywood in the late 1930's that he reconnected with his primal urges and indulged his sexual desires once more.
He did not begin writing until the 1950's. He found catharsis and psychological healing through his short stories and novels that depicted micro-worlds where love and sex between men were natural and free. His graphic language and taboo topics kept his work out of print outside Denmark until the landmark Memoirs vs Massachusetts (Fanny Hill) ruling that led to an explosion in American gay porn. Peter's prolific volumes of steamy men's tales were some of the finest literature to grace the shelves of dirty bookstores.
PS Publishers are honored to represent this true artist, whose unwavering, unapologetic voice still rings loud and clear in the 21st Century.
--Peter Schutes at Napa State Mental Hospital in California, 1923
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Dark as a Dungeon
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