Paulie felt the world tilt and then the soft mattress of his bed was pressed against his back with Nolan braced above him.
Paulie reached up and pulled open the snaps on the front of Nolan’s shirt, revealing a naked chest he had been dreaming of exploring for some time. With both hands, he traced the contours and plains of the ripped muscles, covered in a light dusting of dark hair.
Soon, just touching wasn’t enough for Paulie. Lifting his head, he licked over one massive pec and drew the now-tight nipple into his mouth. As he licked and sucked, he pushed the irritating shirt off of Nolan’s shoulders, happily revealing more skin to explore.
Letting the sweetly reddened nipple go, Paulie went to taste the other one. Nolan reared up and off the bed, confusing Paulie until he watched Nolan’s big hands rip the shirt off and unsnap his jeans, long fingers pushed them off and he stepped away from them.
With muscles rippling and shifting with every movement, a beautifully naked Nolan crept like a panther across the bed to Paulie. Paulie was starting to pant, his excitement and want building.
It had been over a year since he had been with a man intimately. Now, not only did he have a man he was starting to deeply care for, but the guy was built like a Greek god. Paulie scrambled out of his jeans as quickly as he could. Seeing Nolan kneeling over him with a hand wrapped around his giant pole of a cock had Paulie trying to move even faster.
A bead of pre-cum appeared and slowly slid down the side of Nolan’s massive, angry red cockhead. Paulie was memorized by it, until Nolan’s hand started a slow and steady rhythm stroking the turgid skin. Paulie wanted that cock in his ass or in his mouth, now. Hastily, he pulled his T-shirt off.
Now that he lay there naked, Paulie started to have second thoughts. How could anyone be attracted to his skinny, cut-to-shit body? White gauze and tape covered his legs, arms and belly. It would be another day or two before he could get rid of those. Then he would be left with ugly scars.
“Don’t, Paulie,” Nolan ordered. “Wrap your hand around that pretty cock of yours, and get it nice and hard for me.”
Paulie blinked in surprise. Nolan usually said everything short and to-the-point. Sex must have loosened his tongue. Then Paulie became distracted again, by the thought of feeling Nolan’s tongue on various places of his body.
“Paulie, stroke your cock,” Nolan said.
Paulie touched his cock and started rubbing it from the base up to its now-pulsing tip. After a few moments, Nolan leaned forward and put both their cocks against one another, holding them tight. Each man started thrusting his hips, leaking cocks rubbing together, the friction mind-blowing.
Nolan pressed his lips against Paulie’s, and the tip of his tongue started teasing the corner of Paulie’s mouth. Paulie touched the tip of his own tongue to Nolan’s, and that was all it took for Paulie to desperately grab Nolan’s hand, tightening the grip around their cocks. Both men began to frantically hump against each other, the pressure rapidly building.
With a cry, Paulie came, shooting cum all over their hands and his belly. Nolan’s body trembled and Paulie watched his muscles tighten. Cum erupted out of Nolan’s cock, jet after jet, mixing with Paulie’s.
Their movements slowed, Paulie trying to calm his rapid breathing.
“Now that we’ve taken the edge off, we can start,” Nolan whispered.
The nerves on Paulie’s body started firing on overload. When Nolan let his body cover Paulie’s, the feel of skin against skin was almost unbearable, yet so good. Paulie wanted more.
Nolan started rubbing his body against Paulie, causing his half-hard dick to take notice and promptly fill. Paulie could do no more than hold onto Nolan’s shoulders and spread his legs wide, letting Nolan even closer to his body.
Nolan propped up his upper body with his elbows on either side of Paulie’s head, and brought his mouth down covering Paulie’s lips. Immediately, Nolan’s tongue thrust inside and he started fucking Paulie’s mouth. Paulie didn’t know what to do first. His mouth was being completely dominated, and he felt wetness against his belly and knew his cock was probably painting trails of cum everywhere.
Nolan leaned to one side and Paulie’s skin erupted in goose bumps as he felt broad fingers pressing and massaging his desperate hole. Reaching under the pillow, Paulie gratefully pulled out the bottle of lube he had put there in anticipation of this moment.
When the top opened with a click, Nolan broke the dirty dance of their kiss. Paulie smiled up into those smoldering green eyes and poured some lube onto Nolan’s waiting fingers. Paulie savored the slick fingers that were at his hole, this time demanding to be let in.
“Open for me, Paulie,” Nolan challenged.
Paulie found himself responding to this new facet of Nolan’s personality. His body was completely in tune to Nolan’s demands, like it never had been with anyone else. One finger slid inside, making Paulie feel full. Nolan didn’t stop working his finger around Paulie’s rim until he could press another inside. Paulie welcomed the added pressure.
Nolan added more lube to his fingers and started pressing against and widening the ring of muscle, opening Paulie up even more. Paulie arched up, a cry escaping, when Nolan’s mouth latched onto his left nipple, sucking it deeply into his mouth. Now Nolan had three huge fingers in his ass, and Paulie started to pant through the sting. Nolan didn’t give him any mercy, pegging his sweet spot, and then began to vigorously rub it. Paulie desperately rode Nolan’s fingers, unable to stop the moan that burst from his lips.
“Hush, baby, Elliot will think I’m hurting you,” Nolan said. But he continued to mercilessly rub his sweet spot, causing Paulie’s body to shift and shiver, the pleasure so good.
“Nolan. Put it in. Please…” Paulie begged. He couldn’t stop his body from writhing, practically dancing under Nolan’s expertise.
Paulie wanted it. He absolutely needed to feel Nolan inside of him. And then Nolan thankfully removed his fingers and put the head of his cock to his hole. And froze.
“Shit. No condom,” Nolan said.
Paulie didn’t even hesitate. Reaching under the pillow, he pulled out a whole strip of condoms and tossed them in Nolan’s direction.
Nolan caught the strip and with efficient movements had a condom encasing his dick and more lube poured on it.
“I’m going to ask what else is under that pillow later,” Nolan said. In one motion, Nolan pushed his dick into Paulie’s now-quivering hole.
“Push out, baby,” Nolan ordered.
Paulie complied and Nolan slid in a few more inches. Paulie continued to relax and let Nolan in, inch by inch, until they were pressed tightly together, Nolan’s big balls up against his ass.
Nolan slid his hands under Paulie’s ass cheeks and lifted him until his shoulders and head were the only part of his body still touching the bed. Paulie automatically wrapped his legs onto the sides of Nolan’s waist. Nolan then set a rhythm of slow and steady strokes, driving Paulie just about out of his mind.
Paulie found himself being totally, wonderfully manipulated. Nolan pulled Paulie’s hips close until his big cock was spearing into him as far as it would go. The feeling of Nolan pulling out was exquisite, his hole automatically closing tight, trying to keep him in. Nolan pushed in a little harder on the next stroke and nailed his prostate, making him cry out in pleasure.
Paulie’s outburst seemed to set Nolan off. All Paulie could do was clutch the bed covers in his hands and hold on for the fierce ride. But Nolan had other ideas. Paulie’s hands were ripped away from the covers when Nolan released his hips and put his hands under Paulie’s back. Using his massive strength, Nolan lifted Paulie straight up until he was sitting on Nolan’s powerful thighs.
Paulie grabbed ahold of Nolan’s shoulders trying to adjust to the dick that seemed to grow larger as it speared deeper into him.
Nolan spread his knees farther apart, causing Paulie’s legs to separate even wider, making him take every inch of that massive, pulsating cock into his body
.
“Ride me, baby,” Nolan ordered.
Paulie started out slow, only shifting his hips slightly. He soon discovered every movement made Nolan’s cock rub solidly against his sweet spot, the friction making shivers run down his back. Soon, he was using every muscle in his body to ride every inch of Nolan’s cock. Nolan shifted his hands to Paulie’s hips and started lifting him until his cockhead was just on the edge of Paulie’s ring of muscle. Then he let him drop down, his hole swallowing that massive pike, splitting him wide open. Paulie could only moan and whimper, letting the house know how much pleasure he was experiencing, while Nolan did it again and again.
By now Paulie’s cock was so engorged that it was almost painful. He wanted to touch it and squeeze it, knowing he would explode immediately, but his hands had to stay on Nolan’s shoulders for balance.
Nolan shifted Paulie until he was pounding into him from a different angle. Paulie’s prick began painting lines of pre-cum onto Nolan’s stomach as it brushed against the rippling, rock-hard muscles. Nolan powered into Paulie one more time, nailing his prostate dead-on. Paulie stiffened, and he couldn’t stop another cry from escaping as volley after volley of cum exploded out of his dick, mixing with the dark hairs of Nolan’s chest.
It seemed to go on and on, until Paulie’s balls started to protest. Nolan’s powering rhythm continued to impale Paulie, bringing his poor cock back to life. Paulie could hardly believe how tightly his spasming hole was clutching Nolan’s cock, desperately trying to keep it inside.
Nolan continued his pace, making Paulie start to feel like he was flying and his body was on complete overload.
“Come for me again, baby,” Nolan ordered.
Paulie was helpless to stop his body from submitting to Nolan’s demands. Every muscle stiffened and cum Paulie didn’t even know he had left was pulled out of his body by Nolan’s want.
Nolan pitched forward and Paulie felt the bed underneath his back. He also felt Nolan’s cock bury itself deeply into his body. With short, stuttering thrusts, Nolan came. Even with the barrier of the condom, Paulie felt the scalding cum erupt from the beast inside of him. Paulie squeezed the muscles in his ass, causing Nolan to groan deeply as he rode out his orgasm.
Paulie felt a kiss on his neck. Another kiss landed just a little higher. The next kiss pressed against his jaw. Nolan continued to slowly thrust his softening dick inside Paulie’s body as his lips softly landed beside his nose.
Paulie looked up into warm green eyes that held an emotion that Paulie, too, felt but wasn’t ready to say out loud.
Lifting his lips in invitation, the two men kissed. A new bond had formed between them, both feeling tentative strings joining their hearts.
A knock on the door between the sitting room and kitchen broke the moment and the kiss.
Paulie heard the door open and then Elliot’s voice call out. “Paulie, you have a phone call. The man says his name is Detective Stillen.”
Chapter Ten
Reluctantly Paulie and Nolan cleaned up and put their clothes back on. A few small kisses here and there softened the interruption to their time together. Savoring Nolan’s comforting presence behind him Paulie entered the bright sunlit kitchen and stuck his tongue out at his best friend before grabbing the phone out of a smirking Elliot’s hand.
Paulie took the phone and went into the living room, intent on getting away from Elliot’s knowing eyes and sitting his pleasantly sore ass on one of the plush sofas. Nolan sat down next to him, his big, strong body press along the length of Paulie’s body and a muscled arm around his shoulders.
“This is Paul,” he said into the phone.
“Paul, this is Detective Chris Stillen.”
“Hello, Detective Stillen, what can I do for you?”
“I’m afraid I have some bad news, Paul.”
Paulie’s breath caught. His first thought was that something happened to his elderly parents. He had deliberately stayed away from them since he had been on the run. This last year he had only managed to call them on their birthdays and at Christmas. Now he wondered if he had somehow endangered them.
“What’s going on, Detective?” he asked.
“There’s been an accident, Paul. I’m afraid your friend Penny Briten is dead.”
Paulie couldn’t believe it. They must have the wrong person. “Penny, the receptionist at work?” he asked.
“I’m sorry, Paul. Witnesses at the scene said the car went straight at her and didn’t stop. There weren’t any break marks left at the scene, and whoever it was took off. We later found the vehicle on the other side of the city. I’m sorry, Paul, but it was reported as stolen earlier in the day.”
“Who was driving?” Paulie asked.
“The windows of the car were tinted, Paul. No one could describe the driver.”
Paulie was devastated. Slowly, the hand with the phone in it dropped to his lap. He could hear the detective’s voice yelling something. But, he didn’t care. The note had told him what was going to happen and because he refused to heed the words, Penny was dead. And it was all his fault.
Through the tears of despair clouding his sight, he saw Nolan talking into the phone. After a few minutes, Nolan ended the call and looked at Paulie.
“I have to go,” Paulie said. “Penny’s family is probably freaking. It’s all my fault. I have to go and apologize for getting her killed.” Tears were now pouring down Paulie’s cheeks until they met at his chin and dripped onto his shirt.
Nolan pulled Paulie into his arms and hugged him tight. “No you won’t. Pennington is trying to flush you out of here. He knows you cared for Penny and he’s counting on you reacting this way. It sucks, but you can’t risk going to her funeral.”
“What am I going to do, Nolan? He won’t stop until he has me.” He was so lost. His stomach was starting to feel queasy again and his heart was bleeding from the loss of his good friend.
“We’re going to get him, Paulie,” Nolan promised. “And he’s going to pay for everything he’s done to you.”
* * * *
A week and a half passed since the phone call that had sent Paulie into a tailspin. Graham’s reaction to the news was to sit Paulie down and reiterate that there was no way Paulie could take any responsibility for Pennington’s horrid actions. Graham had also told Paulie that plans were in motion to once and for all stop Pennington. He asked Paulie to trust him, just a little longer.
With Elliot’s help, Paulie arranged for a beautiful bouquet of cut flowers to be sent to the funeral home. He had included a card that expressed his sympathies and how much he would miss Penny’s friendship.
The next day, Graham’s special cowboys arrived. They were large men, although they weren’t as large as his Nolan and both looked to be in their late twenties, early thirties. They wore the classic worn jeans, T-shirts with long sleeved shirts over them and cowboy hats that most cowboys favored. When they walked into the main house, they politely took off their hats. That was when Paulie saw that even though they both sported very short hair, one was a blond and the other had very dark hair on the top of his head, but he looked to be prematurely greying on the sides. Paulie had thought they seemed nice enough, but both men projected an aura of danger.
That didn’t stopped Stan from having a major meltdown when he came into the main house to have dinner and saw them standing outside Graham’s office. Stan reminded Paulie of a bantam rooster when he puffed out his chest and marched right up to the blond man, getting right up into his face. Well, at much as the five-inch height difference let him.
“You don’t belong here. Leave, right now.” Stan pushed the man with both hands against his chest. The man didn’t even sway under Stan’s attack. Paulie winced when Stan stamped his rainbow-striped sock covered foot, on the hard tile floor. Paulie watched in fascination as Stan’s deeply red face turned almost purple in his fury.
“Calm down, Stan. Graham called me and asked if I’d come to the ranch and help.” The tall blond put his han
ds on Stan’s thin shoulders. Stan immediately knocked them off.
A very serious Graham came out of the office and pointed at the two men and Stan. “Everyone in my office, now,” he ordered.
Even from where Paulie was sitting on a stool in the kitchen, he could hear Stan’s angry shouts. It took a while, but things got real quiet, and by the time everyone was sitting at the huge dining room table getting ready to eat, Graham’s office door opened.
The blond newcomer came out first, followed by the gray-haired cowboy. A sullen Stan was next, with Graham’s hand on his shoulder as he calmly ushered him to the table.
The mystery of Stan’s discontent was revealed when Graham cleared his throat, getting everyone’s attention. “I’d like you to meet our two newest employees. This is Donovan Decker, and he’s very good with draft horses. Dees will be starting in the barn to get a feel of things and also helping Callum with the healthcare of the horses.”
The grey-haired man nodded at everyone in greeting. Paulie noticed that Dees was casually sneaking looks at Stan, like he was fascinated by the over-the-top, pretty blond. Stan totally ignored the new men and started busily flirting with Hank.
“Our other new employee,” Graham continued, “is Steve Nelson. If you recognized the last name, you would be right. Steve is Stan’s brother. He will also be starting in the barn, but he’s especially good with machinery and will be working a lot in the fields with Zaiden.”
Paulie had to hold back a chuckle at the way Stan put his nose in the air, so obviously ignoring Graham’s welcome to the new hires.
Nolan pulled him close and kissed the side of his head. Looking into Nolan’s gorgeous green eyes, they shared a smile in agreement. Stan, in his outrageousness, was funny and yet really lovable, except, of course, to Xavi. One day, Paulie wanted to find out why there was so much hostility between those two.
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