This man was so small, and it was so easy for Craig to pick him up, to heft him around. To place him down onto the grass on his back, then slide on top of him, straddling his hips and pinning his body easily to the ground as they kissed over and over again.
Skyler didn’t protest. Craig was ready in case he did, but he didn’t. Instead, Craig felt the vibrations against his lips as Skyler moaned for him, and then the other man’s hands were on his back, hiking his t-shirt up.
It was ridiculous what they were doing. They were right out on the ranch, and in theory, someone could ride by any time. Malcolm or Logan, maybe even Derrick, and all of them would be very interested in teasing Craig if he were caught making out with Skyler.
But it didn’t matter. That was the really freeing part that Craig didn’t, for this moment, care. This was how he could have Skyler, so he parted from him, just for a split second, enough that the shirt could be drawn over his head and tossed aside.
Skyler’s hands were all over the newly-bared skin, touching, stroking, sending shivers racing through him as they groped him. The whole time, their hips were rocking together, and Craig could easily feel how desperately hard Skyler was as he shoved his hips up so that the obvious bulge there grinded up against his own straining erection.
Then Skyler’s fingers slid around the front, pinched curiously at Craig’s nipples, hard enough that there was just the faintest trace of pain that intrigued Craig. He found himself groaning, half-hating himself for how much he was losing control here, but there was no way on earth that he could resist it.
That was how it always was for Craig, it seemed, when it came to Skyler. He couldn’t resist him. From the very first time he’d laid eyes on him, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the man for more than a second or two at a time.
He just had to hope that Skyler wouldn’t blame him for this later when they were both stone-cold sober. Not that they had drunk all that much, but even so, Craig knew he was going to have to keep this from going too far.
Nine
Skyler
Long ago, when they had been at this very spot, Skyler had almost kissed Craig. He had barely held himself back, actually, and when Craig had pulled away, Skyler had decided, then and there, that he wouldn’t be the one to start anything.
Not thatthatwas all that difficult for someone like Skyler. Or it shouldn’t have been. But for some reason, with Craig, all of the rules seemed to go right out the window.
Clothing was coming off, and that was going way, way too far. But the more that happened between them, the more greedily Skyler wanted even more.
His body was burning. Or that was how it felt. He could barely breathe, and each touch of Craig’s rough, calloused hands on him made him squirm. He wanted, needed, to be closer to the other man, feel his strong, huge body against him, to have no barriers between them.
He had never felt any need this strong before. That was what it felt like, a need. He had always been calm and restrained. When it came time to be intimate with someone, which happened very rarely, he enjoyed it well enough but was never really sad when it broke up. Never really felt the urge to seek out more.
This was the complete opposite of every experience that he had had. He was not calm or rational or controlled. He wanted it all. He touched, he pinched, he explored, and it wasn’t enough.
“Shh, calm down, baby,” Craig murmured, surely the first time in a long time that Skyler had been told that. And definitely the first time he’d been called baby. “I can help.”
With deft fingers, Craig undid the button of Skyler’s pants and tugged them down. Skyler did his best to return the favor, but he was nowhere near as smooth about it. Still, they were both soon naked, and even amid the fury of his desire, he had to pause and take a moment simply to enjoy the sight of the man on top of him.
Craig had moved slightly off, just enough that their clothing could be removed, so Skyler got a good look at him. Huge and built, his muscles seemed to have muscles, and while Skyler had never been attracted to very large men before, he had to admit, in this case, he liked the look. Craig was a man, unmistakably, huge and broad all over, from his shoulders all the way down to his stomach and down even further.
Granted, Skyler was no expert, but the man had the biggest cock that he had ever seen. It was enormous. Thicker than Skyler’s wrist, it seemed, and that was a little intimidating as well as deeply arousing. What would it be like to touch it? To feel it in his mouth? Or maybe even inside of him?
Before Skyler could follow that particular thought too far, he was distracted by the feeling of an incredibly strong, rough hand wrapping around his own erection, which was throbbing harder than ever. Surprisingly gently, for such a huge person, Craig stroked him, base to tip, his fingers tight enough to give the most incredible friction and skilled enough that Skyler could barely breathe.
Craig had definitely done this before. Skyler didn’t know what this man’s sexuality was, but this was not the first time he had jerked another man off. This sort of experience wouldn’t come from simple masturbation. It wasn’t just the teasing pressure. It was the lack of hesitation and the way that Craig looked right into his eyes.
“See?” Craig murmured, light and teasing, as he jerked Skyler off in a way that soon had him writhing under him. “I told you I could help.”
Something in Skyler rebelled against this. Not the pleasure, but how helpless he was to it. Craig wasn’t going to have this all his way. Skyler was melting for Craig, but he would be damned if he wouldn’t do the same thing right back to Craig.
He wrapped his own hand around Craig, a little intimidated by the sheer size of him, but his dick seemed to fit perfectly in Skyler’s hands. Rigid as steel, burning hot, Craig leaked slickness into Skyler’s palm, making it easy to glide along his whole length.
They were right out where it would be so easy for someone to see. It was a crazy thing for Skyler to do. But somehow, for them, it was right, that this first time should be lying together on the bank of a creek, with the sun and the little breezes dancing over their skin, their feverish kisses working each other up.
It didn’t last long. Skyler had wanted to drive Craig insane for him, and very soon, it became obvious that he had. Craig’s smirk disappeared and was replaced with an expression of extremely focused pleasure, cheeks and lips slack, eyes so hot they looked like blue flames.
Now that they were finally doing this, it was over almost before it had started. Skyler felt himself starting to tense, felt his body tightening from head to toe, especially his balls, and he knew that not only was he going to climax, but it was going to be the most intense sensation he had ever felt in his life.
And that was okay because he also knew that Craig was right there with him. There was some sort of link between them, something that words, which had failed Skyler so often, couldn’t have expressed.
At that moment, Skyler knew that he and Craig were in the same place. And that knowledge helped him to relax, to go with the flow, not to fight the coursing run of pleasure through his body. He didn’t do anything to stop it, and he didn’t strain for it.
