Falling Hard

by Sandy Sullivan

  “Holy mother of God.”

  “Yeah.”

  Levi withdrew his softening cock and stepped back. “I need a shower. Care to join me?”

  “Hell yeah. It’s my turn to fuck you.”

  “Let’s go then.”

  A deep joyful laughter rumbled through him, as Levi sprinted back up the stairs to his bedroom and through the bathroom door. Curt was right on his heels as he turned on the hot water, letting the spray warm the room. He glanced around to make sure there were towels available before he jumped into the open shower stall. Curt climbed in right behind him. The multiple directional sprays of water splashed on different parts of his body, massaging the tired muscles of his day of labor. He probably should have taken one when he came in from working, but supper had been ready, and then they got busy doing other things. “Sorry about the sweat.”

  The rough pad of Curt’s tongue did a little dance from his shoulder to his left nipple. “It tastes good on you.”

  “You’re just saying that.”

  “Nope. I like sweaty flesh on my tongue. It reminds me there are hardworking people out there.” Curt stepped closer to run a hand down Levi’s chest. “You are built hard, just like I enjoy it. Rough, strong, and muscular are my favorite types.”

  Levi groaned as Curt’s hand encircled his fully erect cock. Damn. I’ve never been as horny in my entire life as I am around him.

  “Are you horny, lover?”

  “Hell yes. You make me so hot, I can’t stand it.”

  “Good, because I’m hard for you too. You wind me up so tight, I could explode enough to shoot out the tiles in this fantastic shower.”

  Curt’s hand continued to caress his cock as Levi moaned his satisfaction at the sensations zipping through him. Pleasure, pain, and desire warred with each other as he tried to process each one. Basking in the need rocking his body, he braced his hands on the side of the shower stall. “Fuck me.”

  “Oh, I plan to. In a minute though. I’m going to make you so horny, you will detonate the minute I’m inside your ass.”

  “Shit.”

  Curt’s hands danced down Levi’s back, caressing the globes of his ass with both hands, kneading and sliding his palms along the skin. “Oh yeah. You are so solid. I love running my hands over your muscles.” He kept going, down the backs of Levi’s thighs, massaging the flesh in the process. It felt heavenly to his tired muscles. “Turn around.”

  Levi turned, bracing his back against the cold tile of the shower as Curt’s mouth encircled his cockhead. His tongue licked from Levi’s balls to the tip of his cock, licking around and around the head as Curt rolled Levi’s balls with his hands. He thought he would die with the need to come. His nuts ached, drawing up tight against his body. “Please.”

  “Please what?”

  “Fuck me.”

  After a final lick from balls to head, Curt spun him around, bent him at the waist, and positioned his cock at the entrance to Levi’s ass.

  “Lube?”

  “Where?”

  “In the drawer next to the shower.”

  “Hang tight. Don’t move.”

  The drawer opened and then closed as Curt retrieved the lube tube out of the vanity.

  With his eyes closed, Levi relished the desire rushing through him to feel Curt’s cock in his ass again. Would he ever get enough of this? He didn’t think so, which is why he knew he was in love with Curt and wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. Did Curt feel the same? He wasn’t sure. They really needed to talk, but not right now. Right now, he had a need and he was dying to have it fulfilled by the hard flesh of his lover.

  “You’re so hot standing there like that, waiting for me with your ass positioned just right for my cock.”

  “Hurry.”

  “I plan to take this slow.”

  “Fuck.”

  “Oh yeah. I do plan to fuck you in a second, but it’s going to be a slow ride. I want to enjoy being in your ass.”

  The next thing Levi felt was the piercing on Curt’s cock as he slid his hard flesh into his ass. He couldn’t put the feeling into words any more than he could form coherent sounds at the moment.

  Slow.

  God, Curt was going to kill him with this pace. “Harder. Faster.”

  “Nope. I’m driving this bus. Enjoy. That’s all you have to do.”

  In. Out. In. Out. He was going to die, sure as shit, he was going to die before he was able to come.

  Curt leaned over his back. “Grab your cock and stroke it while I fuck you.”

  Holy hell.

  “Oh my God. Please. Can I come?”

  Curt increased the pace of his thrusts until he was pounding into Levi’s ass with a force strong enough to push him against the tiles. “Come now, Levi. Give me everything you’ve got.”

  Levi came hard, harder than he’d ever come before in his life, as cum painted the tiles and his abdomen with long, white streaks. His knees wobbled as Curt continued to batter him from behind for several more seconds, before his own orgasm released in a hefty groan of satisfaction.

  A shudder rocked Curt’s body as he leaned into Levi. “Wow.”

  “Yeah.”

  After a few minutes of catching their breaths, Curt removed his cock and slipped under the spray of the hot water. “Good thing you have a big hot water tank.”

  “Yep. If not, we would be showering in cold water by now.”

  Curt lathered soap all over his chest before he transferred some of the slick suds to Levi, washing his chest and groin in sensuous motions. Levi allowed the ministrations, enjoying Curt’s hands on his flesh. His cock even stirred a little before giving him the hell no droop. After two orgasms so quick together, his cock was done for the night.

  “I’m ready for bed. You wiped me out.”

  “Yeah, me too, although I don’t know if I’ll sleep much after napping earlier.”

  “You can rest. That’s the big thing.”

  “I know. At least my headache didn’t return. I’ll be ready to help you do chores tomorrow.”

  “How did the books look?” Levi asked, stepping out after he rinsed off and drying himself with one of the fluffy white towels on the rack.

  “Good. I think you’re all set to run with it.” Curt turned off the water and pulled a towel around his waist.

  Droplets hung on his chest, making Levi want to catch them on his tongue. He shook his head. No used getting all wound up again. “About that?”

  “About what?”

  “What would you say to becoming a permanent member of my household?”

  Curt held up his hands before he began to pace the bedroom. “Whoa, Levi. Let’s not rush into anything.” Agitation was clear in his movements as he raked his fingers through his wet hair.

  “I’m not rushing, Curt.”

  He stopped and turned to face Levi. “Can you give me time to think about this?”

  “Of course. How about you give me an answer by the end of finals? That’s in three weeks. We have two more events before we have to be in Vegas and finals last four days, so you have almost a month to decide.”

  “Okay.”

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out.”

  “It’s fine. I just didn’t see it coming at all. I mean, we’ve been going along okay for the last couple of weeks, I didn’t realize you were looking at a permanent arrangement.”

  Levi figured backpedaling was a good idea. Apparently, Curt wasn’t ready for anything exclusive beyond what they had now. “If you aren’t comfortable with something right now, that’s okay. I’m thinking you could live here with me, do the finances for the ranch. We could be roommates, if nothing else. Maybe fuck buddies for a while. No pressure, you know?”

  “Let’s see how things go over the next few weeks. I’ll give you my answer at the end of finals.”

  “Sounds good.”

  Levi grabbed a pair of boxers, slipped them on, and then climbed beneath the sheets on the bed. “Did you do t
he sheets today?”

  “Yeah. I figured since I made them all dirty during my nap, it would be great to wash them and the comforter.” Curt slid into the other side of the bed. “Besides, I love fresh washed sheets.”

  “Me too.”

  Silence enveloped them for several minutes after Levi turned out the light. Moonlight filtered through the curtains on the window, painting the room in a silvery white glow.

  “Curt?”

  “Yeah?”

  “What are you looking for in this relationship?”

  “I’m not sure I know what you mean.”

  “Are you looking for a few quick months of pleasure or do you want some kind of long term thing, because you know eventually, I want to find someone to spend the rest of my life with, build our dreams together kind of thing.”

  “You know, I really don’t know. Eventually I want to find someone to spend eternity with, but I haven’t really thought about it yet. My life is so up in the air with bull riding that I’ve never thought beyond that.”

  “What if you were to get seriously hurt and couldn’t ride anymore?”

  “I’ll take it one day at a time, I guess.”

  “Hmm.”

  “You do realize you are pretty well set for life with your finances, the ranch, and your investments, right?”

  Levi realized Curt changed the subject from a personal note with a quick twist to the question back to him. “I am?”

  “Yeah. When I went through your investment portfolio earlier, I realized you’ve diversified nicely and have quite a little nest egg going there. Did you not realize you have several millions in investments that are paying you nice dividends?”

  Levi sat straight up in the bed. “I do?”

  Curt laughed as he put his hands behind his head. “Yes, you do. Good grief, man. I have to see who your investment broker is. He must just invest for you without you knowing about it. He’s made you a very rich man.”

  “Wow.” Levi leaned back on the bed. “I don’t look at that stuff much.”

  “Obviously.” Curt rolled over on his side and put his hand on his head to prop himself up. “You need to start paying more attention. It’s no wonder that other guy took advantage of you.”

  “He was an asshole.”

  “I realize that, Levi, but you let him walk away with a lot of your money. You’ve managed to bounce back, but you should have had him arrested.”

  “I couldn’t.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I was the stupid one who gave him access to everything.”

  “Like you have me?”

  Levi turned to face him. “I guess so. Maybe I should look more closely at what you’ve been doing.”

  “Now, you’re going to stop trusting me?”

  “Should I?”

  Levi didn’t like the way this conversation was headed, but he figured Curt was doing it to keep the pressure off himself so he didn’t have to answer anything about his feelings. Oh well, he would be patient. Patience was a virtue and he had a lot of it these days. “We should get some sleep. Morning comes early on the ranch.”

  “Yes, it does. Good night, Levi.”

  “Good night, Curt.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Almost four damned weeks and not a word from Curt about whether they were going to make this a permanent thing or not. They’d continued to make love, almost living together in their room or on the ranch between events that were close enough they could go home. Curt did the books and kept them well organized. He even taught Levi how to do them so he wouldn’t feel like Curt was taking over the financial part of things.

  The whole time, Levi didn’t have a clue what was going through his lover’s mind and it was driving him batshit crazy.

  He needed to concentrate. They’d both qualified for finals in the last weeks of the regular season, sitting twenty-eight and thirty-three in the standings. Points meant everything as the race for the title was neck-and-neck all the way to the bottom of the list. Each man was only separated by a few hundred points, which meant one ride could put you out or catapult you to the top of the standings. Each rider must do six rides over the four day event. Levi figured he had a shot at the World Championship title by a very thin margin, but he still had a chance. Curt did too, but a much smaller possibility of taking the title. They could both win the event title though which brought along a nice bonus of over two-hundred-thousand dollars. The big title came with a million dollar bonus. He really didn’t need the money after what Curt told him, but he would love to have that coveted title of World Champion before he retired. He hoped his shoulder held up. So far so good. It hadn’t popped out of place again.

  The first round was about to start. Everything was set. The bulls were either in the pens or in the chutes waiting for the riders. The crowd milled about getting beers, hotdogs, nachos or whatever before the event started.

  The announcer began. “Welcome ladies and gentleman to the World Championship Bull Riding event of the year. This is the culmination of months of riding, prep work, praying, pain, and triumph, The World Championship. We have thirty-five of the best riders on the circuit who will be participating in six rides over four days, all ending with the crowning of this year’s Champion Bull Rider for 2015 Help me welcome each rider as I call their name and they take their spot on top of the shark cage.”

  Each rider would be called by name from the last qualifier to the current leader, in that order until the final rider was announced.

  Levi blew out a breath. This was it. The World Championship. He’d only been here twice before and never won the whole thing, never did well enough to win the event, but this year was his year. He could feel it in his bones. After this event, he would be able to walk away a winner if he so chose.

  “How are you feeling? How’s your shoulder?” Curt asked, coming to stand beside him as they waited for their name to be called.

  “Good. It feels real good.”

  “Awesome.” They watched as the lights went down. “Time to go meet the crowd.”

  Curt went out third in line with Levi bringing up a later spot since he’d taken a better rank in the standings.

  After all the guys were announced, the crowd cheered as they took their places behind the chutes. Levi didn’t have to ride for a bit, but Curt was one of the first three riders to go.

  Curt climbed the back of the chute with his bull rope in hand, handed it off to the guy who would help him wrap it around the bull’s chest, and then settled himself on the back of the bull. He waited for them to get it into place so he could secure it around his hand in preparation for his ride. Levi got up on the railing, holding onto Curt’s vest in case they had to pull him free. The moment Curt had it rope wrapped correctly, he scooted into position and gave the nod.

  The gate flew open.

  The bull jumped straight up, whipped to the right, before spinning to the left. Curt held on with everything he had. The buzzer sounded just as he reached to release the rope. His eight second ride was perfection.

  His score was eighty-nine point two.

  Curt pumped his fists in the air after he climbed to his feet in the arena.

  Levi met him at the exit shoot with a slap on the back and a fist bump. “Fantastic ride!”

  “Thanks. It felt great. Smooth as butter.” He frowned. “You’re up pretty soon. Shouldn’t you be stretching?”

  “Yeah. I was headed to the back of the chutes as soon as I talked to you for a minute.” Levi turned to head in the direction of one of the fences to stretch out his legs and arms.

  Curt smacked him on the ass.

  Levi’s head turned to glance over his shoulder with what he knew had to be a stunned expression. Curt grinned and tipped his hat. Levi kept moving. What the hell was that all about?

  He tied his bull rope around the chute fence, working in the rosin with his gloved hand to make the rope as sticky as he could. The concoction was his own ingredients, but it worked for him. A lot of the guys m
ade their own.

  Next, he stretched his muscles to warm them up before his ride. The only one he was really worried about was his shoulder. He couldn’t afford to wrench it out of the socket again. It would kill his chances at the championship and it might even end his career.

  It was his turn to get ready to ride. He looked behind him to find Curt at his side. “Go get ‘em, tiger.”

  Levi blew out a breath as he climbed the fence to get into position. Several guys stood on the planks behind the chutes as he tossed his rope down for the men to wrap around the bull’s chest. Straddling the huge animal was the easy part, getting ready was the easy part, staying on the two-thousand pound animal for eight seconds when he didn’t want you there, that was the hard part.

  With his thighs wrapped around the bull, he settled into position, wrapped his hand, and then gave the nod.

  Everything happened in slow motion. The bull twisted right, before spinning back to the left. Both feet kicked out behind him. He jumped straight up, landing with a bone-jarring, teeth-snapping thud.

  The buzzer sounded.

  Levi released his hand, jumping free at the first moment he could.

  He rolled in the dirt before jumping to his feet and heading for the exit.

  The bull charged him, making him run for the safety of the fence. He managed to escape to the exit just before the bull banged his horns against the railing. That was too close.

  “Are you okay?” Curt asked, rushing to his side.

  “Yeah, he missed me by a few inches.”

  “You had your back to him when he charged. I thought for sure he’d have you at the fence.”

  “Nope. I managed to run fast enough. You know what they say. You don’t have to outrun the bull, just the other guy running with you. The bull fighters got him.”

  “Scared the shit out of me. Don’t do that again.”

  “What? Ride bulls? Not happenin’, skipper.” Disappointment rushed through him as he looked up at the score board. His ride didn’t garner the points he was hoping for at eighty-six even. “Shit. My score sucked.”