Outside Looking In: A Browerton University Book

by Truman, A. J.

  Nathan gasped for air, the sobs coming fast and hot from his throat, tears spilling down his cheeks. He cried for every moment he never got to have. He cried because he only heard Mariel’s voice through a screen, because he never knew what she smelled like, because he never knew how she hugged. He was a soaking wet shell of a person.

  Then, the warmth came. Strong arms wrapping tight around his chest, pulling him close, nuzzling his neck. But it wasn’t his mother and it wasn’t a dream. It was Liam, holding him against his body, sealing him off from the cold rain, rocking him back and forth, pressing his lips to Nathan’s head.

  Nathan turned around and tilted his head up. Those milky blue eyes were their own nuzzling hug, promising to keep him safe. Their lips met in a kiss that started tenderly but in an instant tore through Nathan’s body with unrelenting passion. The jumble of feelings and release of tension from Tilly’s ordeal shot out of them. Nathan didn’t want to think about his mother or his past. He only wanted this moment. He was hungry for life.

  Chapter 16

  Nathan

  Liam’s lips infused Nathan with electricity. His mouth was the warmth that saved him from their cold surroundings. Soon, Liam’s tongue was prying his lips apart and slipping inside.

  “I reckon I really like kissing guys,” Liam said.

  Nathan held onto his tree trunk-like neck, breathing in his manly scent, feeling the straggly hairs brushing against his fingertips, as their tongues swashbuckled. His mind was a blur of need.

  But then it began to unscramble.

  What am I doing? Nathan asked himself. There was one giant secret between them. Underneath all the lies Nathan had told, there was the truth, trying to claw its way to the surface.

  “Liam.” Nathan pulled away, catching his breath. He thought about how to tell him, how to begin, what to say.

  But the lust blazing on Liam’s chiseled face overpowered him, as did the swollen cock pressing against Nathan’s thigh. He could tell Liam needed this as badly as he did.

  “What is it?” Liam asked.

  “I want you so fucking bad.” It wasn’t a line. It was practically a medical diagnosis.

  Liam pulled him hard against his chest, locking him into place with his strength. His thick beard rubbed against Nathan’s cheeks as his forceful kisses sent waves of lust and need down Nathan’s spine. His muscles flexed around Nathan’s frame. Rain cascaded down their faces.

  Liam tugged on Nathan’s hair, yanking his head back at an angle to go in for a deeper kiss. The sounds of their lips and tongues smacking together sent blood rushing to Nathan’s crotch and his heartbeat vibrated against his chest.

  Nathan pushed him back against the barn. He ran his hands down Liam’s rain-soaked shirt, which clung to his jacked physique. He grabbed Liam’s tight ass and their hard cocks grinded against each other through layers of denim. He wanted to devour and be devoured by Liam’s broad, firm body.

  He slipped his fingers under Liam’s shirt, which proved difficult when the rain made it stick to his skin. His fingers grazed his furry abs and traveled up to his hairy chest. His body was all man. Nathan couldn’t stop himself. He had looked, and now all he wanted to do was touch. He pushed Liam’s shirt up, and Liam whipped it the rest of the way off. Nathan kissed along the muscles in his shoulders and the curve of the pecs. Raindrops clung to the tips of his hair and his eyelashes. Nathan realized how badly he needed Liam close, how badly he needed this connection.

  Their mouths met again in a ferocious round of making out. Liam kissed along Nathan’s neck, making his arms and legs shut down. Nathan had been with plenty of men, but holy fuck this was on some other level. Want and lust coursed through his veins.

  Liam shoved him against the barn. He grabbed hold of Nathan’s shirt in his fists and tore it apart. The fabric ripped asunder.

  “That was a Marc Jacobs shirt.”

  “And now it’s junk,” Liam said with a mischievous smile that went straight to Nathan’s cock. He yanked the destroyed shirt off Nathan’s lean frame. Farming had given him more definition that Liam eyed with desire. Sheets of rain slicked his smooth muscles and abs. Their soaked chests mashed together.

  Nathan grabbed onto the waistband of Liam’s jeans like he was hanging onto the side of a mountain. He flicked his fingers inside and brushed against that bush he’d glimpsed the other night. He liked that Liam told male beauty standards to fuck off. He moved further south, and Liam let out a moan when he took hold of his meaty cock. The thing was a fucking mallet, and Nathan wanted it thrust in every eligible hole of his.

  Liam groaned into Nathan’s mouth as he stroked his thick cock inside his rain-soaked jeans. He reached into Nathan’s jeans and stroked him back.

  “So smooth,” Liam said between kisses. “Sweet as.”

  “I reckon every time you say that on the farm, I think you’re checking me out.”

  “Maybe I am.” He squeezed Nathan’s ass. “So, you think I should clean up down there?”

  “Don’t you fucking dare,” Nathan said, brushing his fingertips through the manly thicket of hair that circled his cock. He jerked him off faster, then realized the pants needed to come the fuck off.

  He shoved Liam’s jeans to his knees. His dick sprung out, and Nathan had no choice but to get onto his knees as well. He knelt in a puddle of mud, but could care less. The dirtiness somehow made it hotter.

  Nathan licked the tip of his uncut cock, which was slick with excitement. He was also excited, and he deep-throated Liam’s dick right away, taking him to the base. Or the bush, in his case.

  “Aye, you don’t mess around,” Liam said.

  “No, I fucking don’t.”

  “Now I know the best way to shut you up. Shove a cock in there.” He leaned against the barn and let out a loud, unguarded moan that was like heroin to Nathan.

  Nathan sucked him off real good, licking and stroking that delicious cock until the fucker shined. He felt its thick warmth filling him up, tasting the musk mixed with hot pre-cum. Liam threaded his fingers through Nathan’s hair and shoved his cock deep inside. Nathan groaned with delight as Liam fucked his mouth. As befitting someone with as much self-loathing as Nathan, it should come as no surprise that he liked it rough.

  He tongued Liam’s balls, which tasted of sweat and rain. His tongue traveled further south and flicked against his hole. Liam jolted back.

  “Too much?” Nathan asked.

  Liam hesitated. “It feels different.”

  “Something you missed out on in your threesome?” Nathan massaged a finger back and forth over his tight hole. Liam shivered underneath his touch. “It’s one of the best parts of being bi.”

  Liam bit his lip and nodded. He emitted more unguarded moans that broke through his rigid exterior. “Yes, baby.”

  He kicked off his shoes and used his feet to tug off his jeans. Except for his hat, Liam was now completely naked, an image Nathan had fantasized about for weeks come to life. And in 3-D. Nathan overturned a bucket for Liam to lift a leg onto, giving him better access to the Kiwi’s tight opening. Nathan slipped a finger inside, finding a surge of warmth on this cold, cold field.

  “Yes,” Liam heaved out. “Feels so good.”

  Nathan flicked his tongue on his opening, loving the heat coming off his rancher. He shuttled between licking his ass and sucking his cock, tasting the mix of salty sweat and pre-come. Liam’s moans and panting were a world-class symphony to his ears. Nathan unbuttoned his own jeans and stroked himself.

  “I…I have…”

  Nathan stopped. Please don’t say an STD or a secret boyfriend.

  “Lube.” Liam rested his head against the barn. “I bought it before the threesome…but we never used it…”

  “So you’re saying you want to have sex?” Nathan asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Why didn’t you say so?”

  Liam

  That could’ve been smoother, Liam thought as they entered his house. But Nathan didn’t seem to m
ind. His cock remained fully hard, as did Liam’s.

  Liam couldn’t stop himself. When he saw Nathan outside crying, so wounded and raw, he wanted to be with him. He wanted to hold him and protect him.

  And now he wanted to fuck him.

  Liam blushed when he saw his reflection in the window, entering his shed in his birthday suit. Nathan soon took his pants and shoes, giving Liam a glimpse of a body he had dreamt about for weeks.

  “Eyes up here,” Nathan said with a wink.

  Liam couldn’t stop admiring his body. He wasn’t bulky like Liam, but there was hidden strength in those sharply defined muscles. He’d gotten a taste of it by the barn. And naturally, his eyes immediately flicked to his manscaped area. It made his cock more pronounced. He wondered if he should clean himself up similarly.

  “I know what you’re thinking, and don’t you fucking dare,” Nathan said. His eyes raked over Liam’s hairy chest and cock, making Liam even harder.

  “I used to. Kelly wanted me to.”

  “Fuck her.” Nathan walked up to him, threw his arms around his shoulders, and kissed him. “On second thought, fuck me instead.”

  Liam picked him up. Nathan wrapped his legs around his waist as they stumbled to the bed. He held them in this position for a little bit and continued making out. He loved the feel of Nathan’s hard lips on his mouth and how his cock pushed against his abs. And his own cock brushed against Nathan’s opening, a tease for both of them.

  God, I could fuck you right now.

  “I think you should fuck me right now,” Nathan said. Great minds thought alike.

  “Just so you know, I’ve never been…on bottom before,” Liam said.

  “That makes sense since you’ve never been with a guy. Did you want to switch positions?”

  Liam thought about it, but his hands wouldn’t let go of Nathan. His cock strained to get closer to that tight ass.

  “Maybe next time.”

  “Good because I want you to fuck my brains out.”

  “You’re as lazy at sex as you are at farm work,” Liam said with a smile.

  “Oh trust me, you’re about to see how untrue that statement is. Now suit up.”

  Liam kept Nathan in his arms as he shuffled to his nightstand drawer for the lube and a condom. They tried to make this work, but Liam wasn’t that coordinated. He threw Nathan on the bed.

  As he opened his nightstand drawer and took out supplies, Nathan fingered himself and stared right at him.

  “As you like to say, sweet ass, right?” Nathan winked at him.

  Fuck.

  Liam tried to join in, but Nathan’s foot pushed him back.

  “You need to get yourself ready,” he said with a teasing grin that made more blood pump south.

  “I can’t wait to fuck that grin right off your face.”

  Liam watched Nathan pleasure himself with two fingers while he rolled on his condom and lubed up his cock. He pictured himself minutes in the future pounding the shit out of that polished man. Nathan’s moans echoed in the house. Liam shoved Nathan’s hand away and replaced it with his tongue.

  Liam had never rimmed anyone before, let alone a guy, but Nathan’s hole looked too fucking good to pass up. He had to have it. The Brit tasted amazing, all rough and manly. Liam couldn’t wait to pummel his tight little ass. Nathan shoved his head closer.

  “Eat that hole, farm boy.”

  “That’s Farm Man. Or Farm Boss in your case.” Liam spread his ass wider and fucked his hole with his tongue. Nathan let out a scream that Liam worried his family would hear across the field.

  Nathan yanked Liam back by the hair. “You need to fuck me now.”

  “So bossy.”

  “I told you I’m not a lazy bottom.”

  Liam lubed up Nathan’s hole and slid in slowly. Nathan pushed back when he went too fast.

  “It’s been a while since I had a cock this big. The guys in rehab were nothing special.”

  Liam pushed all the way in.

  “Yes!” Nathan yelled.

  He watched his cock disappear inside Nathan’s warm, tight hole, and he nearly came that second. Nathan rocked his hips into Liam as he thrust, like waves crashing into the shore, making him plunge deeper inside his ass. Liam leaned over Nathan and kissed him, remembering how amazing that kiss outside the barn was, how Nathan’s lips sparked new life within him. He clamped his hand on Nathan’s neck and brought his mouth closer. Nathan dug his fingers into his back muscles.

  “Pick me up,” Nathan whispered against his lips.

  “Right.” He lifted him in one smooth motion, and they were back to their original position, Nathan wrapped around Liam’s muscular, firm body.

  Liam impaled that posh ass on his cock, slamming in with lust and need, something he’d been wanting to do for a while. Each time he watched Nathan laboring on the farm, or spitting out a snarky comment, it was like another pull of a magnet, dragging him closer to the inevitable. Nathan threaded his fingers through his chest hair, then up to his beard.

  “Fuck me harder, like you’ve probably done to your sheep.”

  “Fuck you, Posh Spice.” Liam shoved Nathan against his refrigerator and shagged the living daylights out of him, his tension and anger about the past getting exorcised out of him. But this was also…fun. He and Nathan were opponents in a game, trying to one-up each other. They were each trying to win, even though there would be no losers in this game. The fridge rocked back and forth with each hump. Liam’s hips slapped against his cheeks. He wanted to tear him up, fuck Nathan so hard that he split in half. Liam hadn’t had sex since Kelly. To say it had been a while was a severe understatement. The fridge sounded as if it were going to tip over.

  Shit. Nathan tightened around Liam. Even though it was his first time fucking a guy, he knew what that meant.

  “I think you’re going to come,” Liam said. “I didn’t expect you to come first.”

  “I’m not going to come first. You are,” Nathan said through pinched lips.

  “I think you are. I think you’re right on the edge.”

  “Fuck you.”

  “You already are.” Liam moved them from the fridge to the kitchen counter, clotheslining it clear. Cups and mugs and plates crashed to the floor. Nathan held onto the cabinet door handle behind him. Liam grabbed his engorged cock and stroked away. Nathan tried to swat him back, but Liam held it tight. It was drenched in lube and pre-come. The pained look on Nathan’s face hurtled Liam to the edge, too.

  Liam fucked him in short, jackhammer bursts.

  “You’re going to watch me come?” Nathan asked. “Going to watch my cock shoot all over my stomach and my chest? Going to watch me lose total control as your fucking cock destroys my body?”

  Just picturing that made Liam about to come.

  Nathan slammed his head into the cabinet door. “Holy shit, Liam. You’re going to make me come. Fuck. Don’t stop.”

  Liam didn’t want him to stop. It went to his head and caused his body to melt down. Liam’s balls tightened up. He screamed and unloaded into his condom.

  He opened his eyes on a smiling Nathan who still had not come.

  “Worked like a charm.”

  Liam wiped away sweat from Nathan’s face and kissed him. “Fuck you.”

  With the last remaining moments of his erection, Liam fucked Nathan to completion. Liam dragged a finger through the come on Nathan’s stomach and tasted it.

  Bitter, salty, but still delicious. Just like Nathan.

  Chapter 17

  Nathan

  What just happened? Nathan stared up at the ceiling – from Liam’s bed – contemplating that very question.

  Sex, Nathan. You just shagged the one person you said you wouldn’t. Sex led to awkwardness, and if things got awkward with Liam, they would be awkward with Mark and the kids by extension.

  He sat up and looked around at the horror their sex tornado had caused. Cabinets flailed open and clothes thrown every which way and the coffeemaker askew
with the plug saving it from falling into the sink. They had really strange, but really good sex. Nathan rubbed his head, expecting a hangover, but there was none. His mind was clearer than it’d been in a long time, even as it wrestled with the inevitable fallout.

  He watched Liam’s chest move up and down with the contented breaths of post-sex napping. The bed sheet rested just below his waist, blatantly teasing Nathan. Liam was all hot ruggedness on the outside and sweetness on the inside. He was a good guy, and he deserved better than some wild fling. He was not built for one-night stands. Which was going to make the rest of today very uncomfortable.

  “Where are you going?” Liam asked in a scratchy voice, a foot still in his dream world.

  Nathan put on his pants. “I should check on the ewes. See if any more of them are popping out lambs. Like you said, it’s a chain reaction.”

  He found his shirt stuck under the nightstand, curious as to the aerodynamics that led it to that spot. This was what Nathan did best. He knew how to beat a quick retreat, even if this time, he wanted to get back in bed and rest his head against Liam’s chest.

  “Nathan.” Liam grabbed hold of his hand. His milky blue eyes fixed him in place, but Nathan had to be stronger. “The sheep will be fine for a few more minutes.”

  Liam held his hand like he had held Nathan a little while ago: with confidence and surety.

  “I suppose there’s some policy in place against the boss shagging his farmhand.”