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Chills ran up his spine as he turned to see the darkened eyes of his partner. “Yes, Sir.”
Sel padded over to the bed and bent over it, making certain his ass was nice and high in the air. Indio was behind him, not touching him, but Sel felt the heat coming off him.
Hearing the soft movement, then a hand on each of his ass cheeks pulling them apart, and soon, Indio started to eat his ass.
The unmade bed got messier as he grabbed two fistfuls and pulled the duvet to him, his mouth open as saliva slid over the corner of his lips. A moan escaped, low, deep, and Sel felt like he’d won the damn lottery.
Indio took his time, poking the tip of his tongue through Sel’s hole, letting him get a small taste of what he’d feel later that night. Sel wanted to scream, but he held it in, pounding his fists some to further dishevel the bedding.
When Indio stopped, pulling his mouth away, Sel felt something cold touching his hole, then it was pushed inside him, and he threw his head back in a loud, ecstatic moan.
“There. Now get dressed,” Indio said as he stood.
Sel melted to the floor, the bedding coming with him. “What?”
He felt the plug in him, butting against his prostate. “You heard me.”
“I’m…keeping this in me?”
“Yeah,” he said and the smile that grew on his perfect lips was nothing but wicked.
“Indio, my uncles will be there!”
“Oh, right!” He bent over to whisper, “Don’t let them know.”
Sel couldn’t help but smile. “You are so evil!”
“Yeah. I know.”
Sel had chosen a black leather outfit for the first night of Cowpokes. Leather short-shorts, a harness with a D-ring in front for the leash to attach to, and a spiked collar with tiny blunted silver spikes.
Indio, true to form, was wearing his oldest jeans that had shrunk enough to be somewhat tight across that beautiful ass he had, and would not hide his erection if one happened.
His shirt was a black muscle shirt, no logo or printing, and he tightly tied his hair back from his face.
The best part of his outfit was the brand new biker boots he wore. Sel salivated over how fucking sexy his partner looked. “Nice.”
Sel had a silk robe for over the top of his outfit, to hide how much of his body showed with the leather gear. He got it on and was in Indio’s arms in seconds. “Are you okay?”
Indio nodded slowly. “Pretty proud I’ll be there with the hottest man on this ranch.”
“Oh, please. There are hundreds of men here, a lot are hotter than I am. I have like no body, I’m too thin, and…”
He stopped talking as Indio’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Don’t talk shit about your ol’ man. I got it. Sorry, Sir.”
“That’s better.”
“You look pretty hot yourself. I’ll be so proud to walk in on your leash. Well, when we can use it.”
“Get it for me. I’ll stick it in my pocket until your uncles leave.”
After Sel handed him the leash, they were ready, and that plug bumping up against his sweet spot made him ready in more ways than one. He was glad he had the robe to help hide his very hard dick. “You want me hard all night.”
“Sure, that’s a nice benefit, but I want you nice and open so I can just shove in my dick whenever I want.”
Sel felt like crumbling to the floor with that statement, but he kept his knees locked and simply nodded.
