Sunshine, Sex & Sunflowers

by Carol Lynne

  “That’s funny, because I notice him watching you more than he watches me. At first, I thought it was just the ease of being longtime friends, but I think it’s a lot more than that.” Jamie idly played with Lochie’s aroused cock. “Just thinking about it is getting you hard.”

  “Yeah, but we need to figure out if this is what the two of us want. I won’t risk our relationship to bring him into our bed.” Lochie buried his fingers in Jamie’s black curls. “I love you. That will never change for me.”

  “Ditto.” Jamie reached for the well-used bottle of lube and handed it to Lochie.

  “You want my cock in this sweet ass?”

  Jamie nodded and moved higher on Lochie’s body. Lochie squirted a good dollop of lube onto his fingers then ran them down the crack of Jamie’s ass before pushing his thumb into Jamie’s hole. “Still stretched from earlier? Or did you play while you took a shower?”

  Heat crept up Jamie’s neck when he realized he’d been caught. “I like to play.”

  Lochie quickly added two more fingers. “I know you do.”

  The sigh that came from Lochie troubled Jamie. “If you don’t want me to do it, just tell me.” As much as he loved the burn of being filled, it sure wasn’t worth hurting Lochie’s feelings.

  Lochie replaced his fingers with the blunt end of his cock. “It’s not that. I don’t care if you want to wear a plug twenty-four-seven, but I know you’d rather have the real thing.” Lochie punctuated the statement by easing his way into Jamie’s ass.

  “Mmm,” Jamie hummed.

  Lochie buried himself to the hilt. “As much as I love fucking you, I’m not as young as I used to be. Maybe with Jacko’s help, we can keep you better satisfied.”

  Jamie sat up, trapping Lochie’s cock in his ass. “What’s that supposed to mean? You’re the best lover I’ve ever had, and I know for a fact I’ve told you that on more than one occasion.”

  Lochie reached down and lifted Jamie enough to start thrusting slowly in and out of him. “It has nothing to do with how good a lover I am. I’m damn good, and I know it, but I also know you’d like it more than a couple of times a day. With work and stuff…”

  Taking over the pace, Jamie began to ride Lochie. Even though it bothered Jamie, Lochie was right. He’d always had a strong sex drive, but that didn’t mean he was unfulfilled. Jamie decided to show Lochie how good it was between them. He planted his feet on either side of Lochie’s hips. “Hold on,” he said as he fucked himself on Lochie’s cock.

  For the moment, at least, the subject was dropped. It didn’t take long for Lochie to lose his mind, gripping Jamie’s calves in a bruising manner. Jamie knew it was a small price to pay to reassure Lochie that the sex between them was fantastic.

  The slap of his cock against his stomach had Jamie needing more. “Grab my dick,” he shouted.

  Lochie did as asked, giving Jamie’s piercing a gentle tug in the process. “Yeah.” Jamie groaned when he shot ropes of seed onto Lochie’s chest.

  “Down! Down!” Lochie shouted.

  It took a few moments to decipher what his lover needed, because his mind was still reeling from his climax. “Gonna come, boss?”

  At Lochie’s grunt, Jamie ground his ass against Lochie’s groin, burying his cock deep. Lochie’s entire body shook with the force of his release.

  With them both spent, Jamie fell onto Lochie’s muscled chest. “Love you,” he whispered, plucking at Lochie’s nipples.

  “I know, babe,” Lochie panted. “Love you, too.”

  Chapter Two

  Jacko made a fresh pot of coffee. He hadn’t gotten much sleep the night before because the sex going on in the next room had been damn hard to block out. He didn’t begrudge either man their very audible playtime. Hell, it had helped mask his own self-administered orgasm. No. What bothered him most was the utter feeling of loneliness it always left him with.

  Running his hands through his hair, Jacko sat at the kitchen table and tried to decide what to do with his life. I can’t keep living like this. Maybe I should chuck it all and move to the city. The thought of moving away from Jamie and Lochie left his chest tight and aching. He was startled by the sound of bare feet slapping on the floor. Jacko glanced up to find a shirtless Jamie.

  “Morning.” Jamie yawned and stretched his arms over his head.

  Jacko motioned toward Jamie’s new jeans. “I see Lochie finally convinced you to give our Aussie moleskins a try. You won’t be sorry. They’ll draw the sweat away from your skin better than denim.” Jacko realized he was speaking to Jamie’s groin and raised his eyes to his face.

  Jamie did a couple of squats in front of him. “Yeah, you’re probably right. I just need to get them broken in. I’ve gotten used to my soft faded ones. But as they say, when in Rome…” Jamie winked at Jacko as he reached for the coffee pot. He held it up. “More?”

  “Sure.” Jacko tried not to stare at the way the morning sun played off the shiny silver of Jamie’s nipple rings. His mouth actually watered. He averted his gaze when Lochie came into the room with water still dripping from the ends of his golden-brown hair.

  “Morning.” Lochie took another cup out of the cabinet. He gave Jamie a quick grope before sitting down at the table. “You heard any weather?”

  Jacko snapped out of his lust-induced trance and shook his head. “Sorry, I’m not really awake yet. Didn’t even think about it.”

  Jamie switched on the radio. They drank their coffee in companionable silence while they waited for the weather report. As soon as the weatherman’s voice came on, Jacko focused on the forecast.

  When the report had finished, Jamie turned off the radio. “It still looks good for us. Do you think we should try to get some more seed in the ground before this afternoon?” He moved to casually drape his arm over Lochie’s shoulder.

  Lochie wrapped an arm around Jamie’s waist, and Jacko zeroed in as Lochie moved his thumb back and forth on Jamie’s bare skin. “Willing to put in a long morning until the rain hits this arvo?”

  Still focused on Lochie’s thumb, Jacko nodded slowly. “Sounds like the smart thing to do.” Disgusted with himself, he pushed away from the table. “I’ll get my boots and meet the two of you out on the verandah.”

  * * * *

  Lochie, Jamie and Jacko were just finishing another paddock when the clouds started to roll in. They hadn’t gotten all the land seeded, but they had a damn good amount taken care of. Lochie would be happy with what they had even if they didn’t get rain again to plant the rest of the fields.

  Lochie studied the sky. The clouds were growing blacker and the smell of rain hung in the air. Inhaling deeply, he watched Jamie park his new pickup before heading his way. “Smell that?”

  Taking a deep breath, Jamie smiled. “Smells like dirt. When I was a kid, I hated that smell. It meant I’d have to stop playing and go inside. Now, I think it’s the sweetest smell in the world.”

  Lochie wrapped Jamie in his arms. “You’re catching on to the Aussie life. In this country, that’s the smell of prosperity.” They walked toward the verandah arm in arm. “Where’s Jacko?”

  Jamie held the screen door for Lochie. “The last time I spotted him, he was bent over checking seed depth. I think he’s putting off coming home.”

  Lochie grinned. “Enjoyed the view, did you?”

  Jamie grabbed Lochie’s hand. He held it to his fly and grinned. “You tell me.”

  Standing in the middle of the living room, Lochie put more pressure against Jamie’s erection. He glanced toward the screen door and saw no sign of Jacko. He fell to his knees in front of Jamie. “I need a snack before Jacko gets home.” He unfastened Jamie’s new work pants. “Keep a watch out, will you?”

  Jamie pushed his jeans down to mid-thigh. “Do you really want me to tell you if Jacko comes or are you hoping to give him a show?

  Lochie considered Jamie’s question as he wrapped his hand around Jamie’s erection. Jamie’s pulse was evident in the Prince Albert piercing ru
nning through the head, and it thrilled him as much as it had the first time he’d played with it. Lochie touched the thick silver metal hoop with the tip of his tongue. He grinned wickedly when he hooked his tongue through the hoop and pulled.

  “God. Yes,” Jamie groaned.

  Working his way down Jamie’s length, Lochie licked the sensitive bulging vein that traveled along the underside of Jamie’s shaft. He released his hold to cup and apply just the right amount of pressure to Jamie’s balls.

  When Lochie started to suck, Jamie buried his fingers into Lochie’s hair. “I’m gonna come.”

  Lochie slipped his finger inside Jamie’s ass, hoping to give him what he needed. Jamie balled his hands into fists while his body vibrated with his release. After enjoying his offering, Lochie grunted. “Babe, you’re about to pull my hair out of my head.”

  Jamie released his hold on Lochie’s hair as he slid to his knees in front of him. “Love you.” He covered Lochie’s lips with his own. “Mmm. I taste good in your mouth.”

  “You sure do.” They kissed for a few more minutes, until Lochie heard the tractor drive into the yard. “Pull your pants up. I’m going to get some drinks and I’ll meet you both on the verandah.”

  * * * *

  Jamie sat in his favorite chair and tried to play it cool when Jacko strode toward the house. “Have a seat. Lochie’s bringing out some beer. We figured we’d wait here and pray for prosperity.”

  Jacko chuckled and sat in the chair beside Jamie. “That sounds like something Lochie would say.” He tossed his battered hat to the verandah floor then stretched his legs out in front of him.

  Jamie couldn’t help noticing the length of Jacko’s legs. It was so hard to tell much about his lower body because he wore those damn baggy pants. When Jacko caught him staring, Jamie cleared his throat. “Sorry. I was just noticing how long your legs are. It’s so hard to tell in your baggies.”

  Now it was Jacko’s turn to blush. “Believe it or not, it’s hard for me to find regular moleskins to fit. I always have to go up a size or two.”

  “Why? You’re anything but out of shape. I’d think you wear the same size as Lochie.” Jamie scratched his head and turned when a cold can of beer was pressed against his neck. He smiled up at Lochie. “Hey, give a guy some warning next time.” He shook his head. Jamie didn’t know how Lochie could continue to surprise him with that particular trick, but his partner did every time.

  Lochie passed out the cans before sitting in the chair on the other side of Jamie. Glancing over at Jacko, Lochie smiled. “You going to answer Jamie’s question?”

  Jamie didn’t know what the joke was, but Lochie started chuckling and Jacko turned red as a beet. “What’s the secret? Come on, you know I hate those inside jokes the two of you have.”

  When Jacko refused to answer, Lochie did it for him. “Jacko has to buy bigger jeans to accommodate his horse cock.” Lochie winked at Jamie then peered past him to Jacko. “Isn’t that right, mate?”

  “Fuck off.” Jacko ruined the grumpy words with a slight tilt of his lips.

  Naturally, Jamie’s gaze wandered to Jacko’s crotch. What he’d always thought was just extra material was, upon closer inspection, the world’s biggest cock. “Damn.” Jamie licked his lips.

  Lochie laughed even harder, spewing beer out of his mouth and nose. Tears rolled down Lochie’s cheeks as his laughter escalated.

  Jamie rolled his eyes. “Please forgive the eight-year-old next to me.”

  Jacko finally smiled. “I’m used to it.” He took a drink of his beer. “Why aren’t we listening to the weather channel?”

  “Sounds like a good idea. I’ll get the radio,” Jamie said.

  As soon as Jamie was through the door, Jacko punched Lochie in the arm. “Why the hell did you have to tell him that?”

  Lochie rubbed his arm. “He would have found out sooner or later. I was just preparing him.”

  Jacko narrowed his gaze. “How the hell would he find out sooner or later unless you’ve already told him or were planning to?”

  Lochie shrugged. “I might have given him a hint, but I didn’t actually tell him you look like a porn star in a regular pair of jeans. Besides, he stares at it enough. I just figured he’d already worked that out on his own.”

  Jacko shook his head. “You say that as if you don’t mind him checking me out.”

  “Why the hell should I mind? I do it all the time. Besides, I love him and he loves me. There’s no reason to be jealous just because he’s been fantasizing about you. If you were any other man, I might have to break your jaw, but hell, I’ve fantasized about you since I was about thirteen, so it turns me on to think of you with Jamie.”

  Jacko pounded down the verandah steps. “You should’ve told me, mate.” He stormed off down the graveled road.

  Lochie watched him leave, totally dumbfounded.

  Jamie came out of the house carrying the radio. “I decided to take a quick shower… What’s wrong? Where’s Jacko?”

  Lochie pointed toward the road. “I guess I must have pissed him off.”

  Jamie dropped onto Lochie’s lap. “Should one of us go after him?”

  Lochie would never forget the pain etched on Jacko’s face before he’d run away. “We’ll talk it over once he cools off.” He kissed Jamie’s temple in an effort to comfort himself more than Jamie. Jacko had always been laid back, so it wasn’t easy to piss him off. The fact that Lochie had, worried him.

  “Love you,” Jamie said, snuggling closer.

  “Love you too, babe,” Lochie returned, without taking his gaze from the road.

  * * * *

  Jacko kicked at rocks as he walked. Damn him. He couldn’t figure out what kind of game Lochie was playing, but he wanted no part of it. Why in the bloody hell would Lochie tell me that not only had Jamie been checking me out but he had, as well? Doesn’t Lochie know what it does to me to see Jamie wrapped around him all the time? The confusing part was that he couldn’t figure out who he’d rather be with, Lochie or Jamie.

  “Fuck!”

  He’d spent every day of his adult life fighting his feelings for Lochie. There had been times when he couldn’t bring himself to look Lochie in the eyes when they spoke because he was ashamed of the way he felt. The guilt had slowly eaten away at him until he’d accepted that no matter how much he tried, he’d never be able to move beyond his love for Lochie.

  He glanced in the direction of the house. Even if Lochie had been telling the truth about seeing Jacko and Jamie together, it would surely end in a broken heart. Jacko rubbed his chest. Although he’d felt like a third wheel around Jamie and Lochie, the time spent living with the pair had gone a long way in healing Jacko’s soul after the loss of his family farm.

  After an hour of wandering the road and paddocks, Jacko felt a single raindrop hit his cheek. He stared up at the gray sky and smiled. It no longer mattered what Lochie meant by his comments. All Jacko knew was that he wanted to get back and share the joy of the falling rain with the two most important people in his life. He began a brisk jog toward the homestead. After rounding the last curve before the house came into view, Jacko had to stop to catch his breath. With his hands on his hips, he watched the two bloody idiots in the yard. Jacko laughed and took off toward the dancing couple. By the time he reached Lochie and Jamie, the sky had really opened up.

  “It’s raining!” Jacko shouted.

  “No shit.” Lochie grabbed Jacko in a big hug.

  Jacko was so happy he hugged him back. Lochie surprised him by kissing him. It was probably supposed to just be a quick I’m-so-excited-it’s-raining kiss, but it turned into a fuck-this-feels-right kiss.

  Lochie devoured Jacko’s mouth in a tongue-tangling kiss of ignited passion. Jacko was so blown away he didn’t think twice about returning it. Jacko grabbed Lochie’s ass and ground his cock against him. How long had he craved Lochie’s mouth? They may have been under the rain’s spell, but Jacko planned to take full advantage.

  Jac
ko broke the kiss when Jamie pressed to his side. He expected Jamie to yell at him for making out with Lochie. Instead, Jamie ran his hand down Jacko’s back, branding him with his touch.

  Standing on the balls of his feet, Jamie whispered in Jacko’s ear, “Kiss me.”

  Fuck. What had he ever done in his life to deserve the expression on Jamie’s face? Jacko closed his eyes then narrowed the distance between his lips and sweet Jamie’s. He didn’t know what sort of madness was going on, but he wasn’t about to question it. As Jacko got his first taste of Jamie, it was Lochie who moaned. He broke the kiss then glanced at his friend.

  Without saying a word, Lochie removed his singlet before reaching for his zipper. Jacko’s mouth went dry despite the lingering, fresh taste of Jamie still on his tongue. He knew he’d remember the moment for the rest of his life. Lochie’s expression held a challenge while he finished stripping. Jacko watched as Jamie too disrobed.

  Jacko took a deep breath while he rid himself of his sodden blue singlet. The rain came down steadily and the dirt under his feet turned to mud. Wanting to feel it between his toes, he removed his boots and socks. Barefoot and shirtless, Jacko wore only his baggy jeans. His cock wasn’t as big as Lochie had made it out to be, but it was larger than normal. Still, the reason he always wore baggie pants around Lochie had more to do with trying to hide his erection whenever Lochie was near. He uncinched his belt before unzipping his jeans. Without the aid of the belt, the jeans fell to his ankles. He stared at the ground as he stepped out of them. It wasn’t until Lochie cleared his throat that Jacko gathered the courage to look up.

  Both men were staring.

  “Oh, shit,” Jamie mumbled when Jacko closed the distance between them.

  Jacko took a chance and placed his hand on each man’s bare chest.