Broken Rules

by Jade Buchanan

  Jonah thrust again, his belly rubbing along Neil's shaft. Neil gasped, staring into Jonah's eyes as they practically fed from each other. He couldn't tear his gaze away.

  Moving his hands down Jonah's back, he brought them to his friend's ass and slid the fngers of one hand down Jonah's crack.

  Jonah's control broke. Lifting up, Jonah tossed his head back and thrust strongly into Neil. Every movement vibrated the nerves up and down Neil's body, sending him into orgasmic bliss. Neil slid one hand down to his cock and that was all it took. He cried out as his cock erupted, seed splashing on his belly. His ass spasmed and Neil clamped tightly on Jonah's dick.

  "No, no. I… merde…" Jonah froze before pumping his hips once. His body shook and Neil stared intently up at him as Jonah came for the second time tonight. Flopping down, he landed on Neil with an "Oof."

  Neil held tightly to Jonah's body, sighing into his hair when Jonah let out a mewl and snuggled close. He wasn't sure he was going to survive this, but what a way to go.  

  Neil fdgeted, slowly coming awake. Something felt off, but his mind wouldn't quite connect the dots. Man, he was tired. Sleep. Needed sleep. Wait, it felt like…

  Cracking open his eyes, he suddenly jerked upright.

  Jonah pulled back, avoiding getting smacked in the forehead by a hair. "Whoa."

  "Jonah?" Neil blinked again. "What the fuck?" Geez, it was blind luck he hadn't started swinging when he'd seen the shape above him.

  "What?"

  "Were you staring at me?"

  "What? No. No, I was just…"

  "Jesus." Neil fopped back down before turning on his side so he could look at Jonah. Damn, he looked good with the light streaming in through the slats in the blinds at Neil's back. It was morning already.

  Neil pulled the covers up just under his armpits. "You obviously never had brothers."

  "What does that have to do with anything?" Jonah was still looking a little shell shocked.

  Neil wasn't sure who'd been more surprised, come to think of it. "Man, I could feel you staring at me. Do you have any idea how creepy that feeling is?"

  "I don't get it. What does that have to do with your brothers?"

  Neil started to laugh. "Didn't you ever creep into your parent's bedroom when you needed something and just stood at the side of the bed waiting for your mom to wake up?"

  Jonah wrinkled his nose. "No, she probably wouldn't have woken up with me just standing there. I used to call for her and she'd come in to my room."

  "Yeah, we tried that but my dad would always be the one to get up then and you did not want to wake my dad up in the middle of the night. The man wasn't exactly gentle and understanding when he was sleep deprived."

  "So, you just stood beside the bed?"

  "Yeah, it worked every time. A little too well, actually. We started doing it to each other, after a while. But, you were never quite sure what they would do to you in return so I used to sleep with one eye open practically on pins and needles hoping Tom wasn't going to punch me in the gut for fun or anything."

  "You guys are weird."

  "You're just lucky I didn't do that to you when we used to have sleepovers."

  Jonah fnally settled down beside Neil, facing him on his side with his head pillowed on his hand. "Lucky, eh?"

  "Yeah." Neil grinned. "So, now that I'm awake… what were you doing?"

  He couldn't see his friend very well with just the morning light coming through the window but he swore he could practically feel Jonah's blush.

  "Nothing. I was just…"

  "Just?"

  "Just watching. That's all."

  "Yeah?" Jonah had been watching him sleep? Huh, that was actually kinda sweet.

  "Yeah."

  "Well, now that I'm up." Neil chuckled before crooking a fnger. "Come over here."

  Jonah lightly punched his arm. "I'm not falling for that."

  "Ah, come on. You know you want to."

  Jonah sidled over closer to Neil. "Maybe."

  Neil closed the space between them, pressing his lips against Jonah's for a moment before lifting his head. "Maybe?"

  "Yes," Jonah sighed before leaning back in and capturing Neil's mouth.

  Now this? Was a much better way to wake up in the morning. Neil could get used to this. "Good morning," he whispered.

  "Good morning." Jonah moaned, wriggling his body against Neil's until Neil had no doubts as to what Jonah wanted to do right now.

  Someone knocked on the front door, startling him. "Shit!"

  "Oh! Oh, breakfast?" Jonah asked.

  Neil took delight in the fact that Jonah was looking a little muddled. He leaned in for a kiss before pulling away. "Better get dressed, J."

  Leaning down, Neil picked up his jeans from yesterday and slid them up his legs. He was zipping up when Jonah fnally got out of bed. Strangely, instead of reaching for clothes, Jonah hightailed it into the bathroom. Shaking his head, Neil wandered toward the front door.

  Susan stood on the other side, holding a big basket in her arms. "Good morning. Breakfast is served."

  "Morning. Thanks, this smells really good."

  "You can leave everything in the basket and we'll clear it out when we clean up. Are you planning on doing anything today?"

  Neil took the basket she held out and turned to put it on the breakfast bar behind him. "Not sure. We'll have to fgure out what we want to do, but I thought we might head out and explore something close by."

  "Well, Hank is staying home today to do some work with the horses so if you're interested in riding, just let him know. He'll be in the barn across from our house."

  "Cool, thanks."

  "Have a great day." She waved before walking away.

  Neil closed the door behind her and turned back to the basket. Shit, it really did smell good. He was just reaching in for the frst bundle when Jonah escaped from the bathroom.

  "Look what we got." Neil gestured to their stash.

  "Smells great." Jonah wandered naked to the bed and bent over to grab his jeans from yesterday.

  Neil froze, staring at Jonah's fne ass. Man, he was so fucking that today. His own ass was still feeling Jonah from last night. They'd practically fallen asleep right after, only staying up long enough to dispose of certain used goods and do a little clean-up.

  "All right, looks like egg cups in these dishes." Neil lifted the lid on one of the white ceramic dishes.

  Neil leaned over to spy eggs mixed together with what looked like red and green peppers, ham, mushrooms and onions. Cheddar had been sprinkled on top and had melted to an ooey goodness. Good, he was starving. "I've got pastries in this bundle. Bagels,

  bread and muffns. Excellent."

  Jonah padded over to the kitchen. "I see coffee and tea. Oh, and orange juice. Wow, they really go all out. I'm defnitely coming back here at some point."

  "It's relaxing, that's for sure. I'd like to come back, too."

  They shared a happy grin before each grabbing a bar stool and digging into the feast that had been prepared for them.

  Neil leaned back on the barstool, patting his belly. "Man. That was good. I'm so full I could burst."

  Jonah grinned. "Actually, I was thinking…"

  "Shit, why do I get the feeling you're up to something."

  "Probably because I'd like to get up something." He reached out and ran a hand down Neil's back.

  Neil closed his eyes. Oh, yeah. This was going to be fun.

  "I was just thinking that we left off a little abruptly earlier. I bet I could fll you up with something else. It might really make you burst, though, so if you'd rather not…"

  "No! I can do it. I'm feeling a hundred percent better already." Neil had to stop before he wiggled on the damned barstool. Who was the calm, cool cop now? Yeah, he'd apparently left him behind in Gravenhurst.

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  Neil grinned over at Jonah. "So, what did you have in mind?"

  "Well.." Jonah blushed a fery red.


  "Oh, come on. You can't leave me hanging now."

  Jonah ducked his head. "It's just… I saw this thing once, and it made me curious. Now, with the barstools… maybe we can try it."

  Neil arched a brow. He was intrigued and he didn't even know what Jonah wanted to do. "Buddy, what's the thing?"

  "Okay, Iwannafuckyouonthestool." Jonah paused to take a breath.

  "Say what?"

  "I want to fuck you. With you sitting on the barstool."

  Judging by the heated look on Jonah's face, this was defnitely something his friend wanted. Neil was just the type of guy to oblige. The fact that he was going to get something out of it kind of factored in, too. "Heck, yeah. I'm in."

  Jonah blushed, before turning aside to pick up the necessary accessories. While he took care of the condom and lube, Neil stripped down to his skin and sat back down on the stool.

  It should have been awkward, but Neil gloried in the fact that Jonah somehow made the entire event feel natural. Sitting sideways on the barstool, buck ass naked, Neil had the thought that he wouldn't do this with anyone else. He just couldn't see how it would work with anyone else. There was something almost vulnerable about sitting down and waiting for your partner to come up behind you.

  When Jonah plastered himself to Neil's back, Neil leaned into his hold. Jonah supported him fully and leaned in to nuzzle his neck.

  "Merci," Jonah whispered.

  Neil chuckled. "I haven't done anything to deserve thanks."

  "For being here."

  Clearing his throat, Neil nodded abruptly. "Yeah. You too."

  The next few minutes passed in a calm blur. Standing behind Neil, Jonah's hands trailed up and down his body, just feeling him. Soft kisses were pressed to his neck, shoulders and cheeks. Neil twisted in place, just letting Jonah do whatever he wanted.

  Jonah's touch was gentle as it moved over him. It was almost like he wanted to learn as much about Neil as possible. It was almost enough to have Neil wanting to hide. There was something about Jonah's focus that made him feel like he was completely transparent to his friend. No secrets. It was a feeling he wasn't sure what to do with.

  Arching his back, Neil wrapped his arms around behind Jonah. Moving his hands down to Jonah's ass, he pressed closer. Jonah took the bait, sliding one arm over to the breakfast bar and grabbing the bottle of lube he'd placed there earlier. Slick fngers introduced themselves to Neil's ass once again. He winced at the slight burn, but Jonah was so gentle the burn smoothed out into pleasure quickly. It had just been too long since he'd had sex with a man and certain muscles were a little sore this morning.

  Neil closed his eyes, just feeling Jonah. His ass felt full, stretched just from Jonah's fngers. He wiggled, wanting more. It wasn't enough.

  Jonah obviously felt the same because he reached for the condom. Tilting his head, Neil captured Jonah's lips with his own. They moaned into each other's mouths. Tongues dueling, mouths moving lazily. What a way to start the day.

  Jonah grasped Neil's hips, moving him further back on the stool. Neil leaned forward, grabbing onto the other stool for balance. Just in time, as Jonah quickly moved into position and started to press his dick up against Neil's ass. Neil cried out, arching his back again. Damn.

  "Jonah!"

  "I have you."

  Jonah seated himself fully inside Neil, folding his arms around Neil's chest to press them completely against each other. Fuck. Oh, man, it was amazing.

  "Best idea ever," he managed to gasp out.

  Jonah let out a huff of laughter before sliding his hips back and thrusting in. The pace was slow, almost excruciating.

  What felt like hours later, Neil fnally reached down for his own dick. He wasn't going to last and he wanted to come. Jonah was hitting just the right spot to have Neil moaning and tossing about. Oh, he didn't want this to end.

  "Cela l'est. Venir pour moi, Neil. Oui..."

  Neil gasped out as his orgasm hit, stars forming in front of his eyes. Jonah let out a groan and followed him into Heaven.  

  Neil sighed, leaning forward to rest his forearms on the white wooden railing in front of him. Jonah cantered around a ring on the other side of the fence, looking like he'd been born on top of a horse. Hips swaying in time with the big beast, Jonah was causing a very different sort of reaction in Neil. Man, he wanted to see those hips moving like that on top of him. He was so getting in that ass later. Fuck going out exploring the nearby countryside, he was planning on staying inside and exploring something else entirely.

  "You sure you don't want to get out there and join your brother?"

  His ogling of Jonah on a chestnut mare interrupted, Neil turned toward Hank. The man was shorter than Neil, but broad as a brick shithouse. He looked plenty strong and he'd swung the saddle Jonah's ass was currently perched in like it weighed nothing. He was wearing what Neil thought of as the cowboy uniform with jeans, chambray shirt and ropers on his feet. A straw cowboy hat covered hair nearly the same color as the horse Jonah was riding. Neil had gotten a good look at the man's head

  when he lifted his hat off to say hello earlier.

  Suddenly, he realized what Hank had asked him. "Sorry, what?"

  Hank pointed toward Jonah. "You want on a horse, too?"

  "Uh, no. I'm okay."

  "Come on, Neil!" Jonah called out. "It's fun. Just a short ride, please?"

  Damn. He couldn't say no to that. "Okay, fne. I'll try it."

  Neil leaned back on the fence to watch Jonah ride around the ring while Hank went to saddle another horse. He wasn't too sure about this but he'd try it. He had to admit it looked like Jonah was having a blast.

  Unfortunately, it wasn't quite as easy or as smooth as Jonah made it look. Neil realized that quick enough once he'd fnally managed to get his ass up on the horse. Damn, he was athletic and this was embarrassing. The fucking horse wouldn't move more than a step at a time and Jonah was just about killing himself laughing.

  Not to mention his own ass was already more than a little tender. Fuck, he was going to feel this tonight.

  "You're giving mixed signals again, Neil," Hank called from the sidelines. "Relax your hands. Don't pull back on the reigns or he thinks you want him to stop. Come on, now. Hold your hands loose. There, that's better. Try again."

  Neil tried. He really did. After another fve minute struggle he fgured he might have the hang of it. Slowly ambling toward Jonah and his cantering horse, Neil huffed out a breath. "Why does every movie I've ever seen make this seem like a cake walk?"

  "'Cause they're trained before they flm anything. You'll get the hang of it. It took me a while too."

  "Huh. Well, we haven't had an argument in a few minutes so maybe he's given in."

  "Who?" Jonah chuckled.

  "You know who. This beast between my thighs."

  "Uh oh. I think he heard you." Jonah slapped his own thigh before showing off with a quick turn around Neil's practically­ standing-still horse.

  "Why's he moving so slow?"

  "Because he's trying to feel your signals but you keep mixing them up. Until you kick him into gear he'll just mosey along the way he wants to."

  "Smart ass."

  "Hey, be nice or I may not let you near my ass later."

  Neil snickered at that. "Sure, I'll believe that when I see it."

  "What can I say? I just love spending quality time with you."

  Neil turned in his saddle to see how far they were from Hank. "Hey, want to hear something funny? Hank thinks we're brothers."

  Jonah grimaced.

  Neil frowned. "What? I know that look. What did you do?"

  "Look, don't get mad. Okay?"

  Yeah, and that was guaranteed to keep him calm. Jonah obviously didn't have brothers to try opening a discussion with don't get mad.

  "J?"

  "I kind of told them we were brothers. Susan made a comment when I called to confrm the booking about how small the cabin was, and I kind of freaked a bit and said it wouldn't matter becau
se we were brothers and were used to sharing small quarters."

  Neil clenched his teeth. What the hell? "We are talking about this later. In private."

  Jonah sighed, turning his horse around and moving back toward Hank with ease. Neil's own journey was a little more fraught with trouble so by the time he reached Hank and slid over the side to touch ground he was spitting mad.

  They parted from Hank with words of thanks for letting them ride. Neil couldn't speak as he walked back down the gravel driveway toward their cabin. A strange car was parked beside Jonah's Jeep, the occupants of the big cabin most likely. The car had been there when Jonah and Neil walked out frst thing this morning but he'd yet to see hide or hair of the occupants.