Dude Ranchby McKenna James
With that, he grabbed Shane by the
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Shane is all alone on the ranch, working like a dog and none too happy about it either. Along comes Shiloh, ready to work hard and do anything he can to help. Turns out, he's able to do a lot more for Shane than pitch hay and tend cows--there's more missing from Shane's life than just a good ranch hand.
With that, he grabbed Shane by the neck and kissed him firmly on the lips. Stunned, Shane froze on the spot as the boy's soft mouth moved against his. Instinctively, he moved to push him away. But then he noticed how right it felt: the scent, the abrasive stubble covered skin, the strong hands grasping his neck. Instead of pushing Shiloh away, he started kissing him right back. It was nothing like the awkward foreplay he'd had with girls in the past. No, this was hard, brutal need. Shiloh's tongue pushed through Shane's lips and started stroking. Like he'd been doing it forever, he stroked right back, their mouths open as they each tried to get all they could from the other.
Shiloh pushed against Shane, backing him up until he was against the wall then grinding his pelvis into the older man's. Shane was harder than diamond and started tugging at Shiloh's clothes, needing to feel more than soft cotton and rough denim under his fingers. He responded by whipping off his shirt and dropping his jeans down to his ankles before kicking them away. Wearing only boxers, he gave Shane a wicked grin before kneeling on the hard concrete and undoing the button fly on Shane's pants.
Looking down at the broad, tanned shoulders before him, he couldn't believe he was about to get head from another man. Never in his life had he thought this was what he wanted. But when Shiloh's hot, wet mouth closed on his cock, Shane knew this was exactly what he'd been missing all along. His head banged against the wall as all the sensations overwhelmed him. He'd gotten head before, but this was so much more. It was like the difference between a lite mass-market beer and a carefully crafted micro-brew. He drummed his head against the wall trying to distract himself before he came too soon and ruined it.
"Aw, fuck! I don't wanna come yet. You gotta stop. No, wait. Shit, yes. Do that. Fuck, keep doing that."
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