I sigh against his lips, my entire body shuddering with aching need. I’ve never been so caught up by a man, much less two men before, and I know that I can’t control my passion. Neither can they because soon, the cowboys have me nude and in their arms. Stanton lifts me high, my legs wrapping around his waist as his cock slides deep.
“Ooooh,” I moan deliriously, my head falling back. But then my cry of ecstasy is cut off as Shane’s massive tip bumps my tight behind.
“Relax, sweetheart,” he whispers in my ear, “and it’ll go in easier. You always stretch so well.”
With that, I’m caught between the two men, both of my holes deliciously violated and used. It feels incredibly wrong but oh so right, and within minutes, the three of us are coming simultaneously. I scream my ecstasy to the Heavens, my soul spinning as stars flash before my eyes. After all, I always thought I hated nature, but Stanton and Shane have shown me how to adore my time in the great outdoors.
6
Juniper
I run a brush through my hair, surprised at how long my curls are getting. I’ve been at the Lazy R for only several weeks, but it feels like my old life is merely a memory. Once upon a time, I had a family and friends in Lake Puckett, but now, my entire consciousness is dominated by Shane and Stanton Regan.
After all, my life has assumed a rhythm. Every morning after a hearty breakfast, the other girls and I work hard to keep the farm running. We bale hay, feed the various livestock, and tend to the vegetables and fruit. Then we break for lunch before starting afternoon classes, and to my surprise, the academics are okay. I’ve never been great at school, but here at the Lazy R, they don’t demean you for not getting things on the first try. Our instructor is patient, and I find myself blossoming under her tutelage. It’s astonishing because I’ve never had this happen before.
But the best part of my existence here is being with Stanton and Shane Regan. I see the two brothers nearly every day, and we savor one another. Sometimes, it’s stolen moments in one of the fields, or a hidden kiss behind the barn. But most often, I creep out in the dark of night to their private apartment. It’s delicious. Often, I pull a robe on over my naughtiest lingerie, and then the shenanigans begin as soon as their door is locked. I’m sore, achy, and my holes are raw and ravaged from use, but it’s a good feeling. I love it, and my mind and body are consumed by these men.
I rub my fingers gently across my lips, staring at my reflection. The same girl looks back at me from the mirror, but there’s something different. This Juniper has a knowing look to her eye. This Juniper’s lips are swollen from a man’s kisses, and even now, my scalp burns a bit from when Shane guided my head during a long session of deep oral. I never thought that I could take a man so far into my throat, but the twins have pushed my limits and taught me so many new things.
But it’s more than just the physical component. Shane and Stanton, while looking nearly identical with their arresting features and piercing blue eyes, are two very different men. Shane is the more talkative of the two brothers, with an easy infectious laugh and a ton of stories about their misadventures. I’ve come to crave his light spirit, especially when I’m homesick or stressed.
Stanton is the quieter of the twins, almost stoic in his manner. Yet, he has a deep kindness and unshakeable patience, and I find myself wanting to talk to him about the more complicated parts of life. Each brother in his own way is molding and teaching me, and each one makes me feel like an entirely new person.
Are you falling in love? I ask myself haltingly. Don’t, because you’ll be leaving the Lazy R at some point.
Yet I can’t help myself. Being here has opened new possibilities, and my heart is brimming with happiness and contentment. I’m working harder than a dog, and yet I push myself even more, wanting to expand my horizons. There’s a new side to my personality that’s finding peace in the small things, and learning patience like I never have before.
Suddenly, I glance at my watch and berate myself for daydreaming.
OMG, I’m going to be late for my rendezvous with the twins!
Quickly, I finish swiping on a thin layer of mascara and grab a sweater from my closet. The Wyoming nights have gotten cooler over the last few weeks, and even the short walk from the dorm to Shane and Stanton’s home can be chilly.