The mere thought of that had me claiming his lips again, which ignited the flame that had been burning between us. We clawed at each other's clothes but managed to do nothing more than expose bits of skin here and there as we pleasured each other with our hands. It would've been so easy to make each other come just like that, but I wasn't about to give up the chance to be inside of Brooks again. I searched out my wallet and pulled out the packet of lube that I’d restocked. The condom was right next to the lube and Brooks and I both stilled as we looked at it.
I looked up at him and was about to ask him if he was really sure about all this when suddenly he took the wallet from me, pushed the condom back into its pocket, and grabbed the lube. He dropped the wallet on the ground and ripped the packet open with his teeth. His fingers were shaking as he put some lube on them and then reached behind his body. I grabbed his wrist to stop him.
"Nuh-uh," I tsked as I held his hands wide. "That ass is mine." I swiped the lube off his fingers and then used one hand to turn him and bend him over a small stack of hay bales. The position exposed his ass in all its full glory. I palmed the sleek flesh for a moment, then dropped to my knees behind him. Since I had the lube on one hand, I couldn’t make full use of it, so I had to be creative. I used my free hand to pull back one cheek and without warning, I stuck my nose between the globes of his ass and opened my mouth over his hole. Brooks let out a loud shout of surprise and I quickly rose to place my body over his, then covered his mouth with my clean hand.
"Shhh, sweetheart, or we’ll have company. I'm not sharing this beauty"—I rubbed my cock along the crease of his ass—"with anyone." Brooks nodded frantically and tried to impale himself on my dick. I heard myself chuckling because that little move brought me such joy. To know someone wanted you that badly… it was an unfamiliar emotion.
I listened as someone outside asked another if they’d heard something. There were footsteps in the opening of the barn, and I heard someone call my name, but I didn't move. Brooks tensed beneath me, but he too remained silent. I knew he had to be uncomfortable pressed against the coarse hay, but he didn't move as we waited for the ranch hand at the entrance of the barn to move on. The hand called my name again, and I felt this zing go through me as I realized how close he was and the precarious position we were in… and the fact that I didn't care. Hell, if the guy found us, I’d probably still fuck Brooks anyway. A tiny part of me kind of liked the idea of him watching us. Brooks was such a beautiful man, but he was mine. There was a certain thrill in knowing anyone who saw him wouldn't doubt that he belonged to me. That I’d been lucky enough to be given the trust of his body.
I began sliding my dick up and down Brooks’s crease. Brooks's hand came up to cover the one I had over his mouth, but he didn't try to remove it. Instead, he seemed to hold my hand tighter, and I knew why when he began moaning quietly. His ass moved against me, silently begging me for what only I could give it.
I lost interest in whether or not the ranch hand was still in the barn. I released Brooks’s mouth and slid down his body, kissing his shoulder, back, and ass as I went. This time when I closed my mouth over his hole, his shout was muffled. I looked up to see that he’d covered his mouth with his own hand to silence himself. I smiled at that and then went to work.
I started with simple kisses against his hole, then began flicking my tongue against the puckered flesh. The hay bales Brooks was leaning over began to rock back and forth. It was clear what Brooks wanted and I gave it to him. I put my hand on his back as I held open his ass with the other one, being careful not to waste or dirty up the lube that was still on my fingertips. I stiffened my tongue and began pushing it into Brooks's hot body. As I fucked him with the appendage, Brooks lost it and began pumping his dick into the hay. I regretted not having had the forethought to try to find a blanket or something to throw down, but Brooks seemed unconcerned. It was testament to how badly he wanted to come.