Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Cohen put his hands to his face to stifle his laugh. “Sounds like Buddy was a very good buddy.”
“Oh yeah. He’s happily married now, living in Phoenix with his new family. But we’ll always have the deer stand.”
“Buddy and a lot of girls, apparently.”
“Eh. Only so many options I had in this town, but if deer stands could talk, I’d imagine this one would have plenty to say.”
“Sounds like it. Did you guys hunt over here?”
I popped open a pleather strap affixed to my belt and retrieved my binoculars. “This is what we’d do out here.”
Cohen laughed. “What?”
“If you’re real quiet and a good boy, you’ll see why.” I peered through the binoculars, scanning the woods.
“This is so weird.”
“Shh,” I offered softly as I continued searching around.
We sat in silence, and it must have been killing him around the five-minute mark because he finally said, “So you said you licked Buddy’s nipples, but I assume he would have licked yours at some point…?”
“Of course he licked mine. Just wasn’t my thing like it was his. Now be quiet.”
He did his best, but started fidgeting, unable to keep still. I could tell this was driving him insane.
“This is the problem with city boys. No patience.”
“That’s definitely not one of my strengths.”
“Then get better at whispering.”
He smiled, shaking his head. I continued searching around until I noticed a herd of deer moving through some bushes a few yards away. I passed him the binoculars, aiming them in that direction and pointing.
He looked through, taking a moment, a sort of calm sweeping over him. “Well, fuck me,” he muttered. I could tell by the way he watched them that despite his annoyance at having to be still, he could see why it was worth the wait.
He turned as he followed the herd, his fascination, his sudden silence impressing me.
As he pulled back, he seemed…surprised. “That was really cool.”
“And if you keep real quiet, they get even closer. Also fun to watch hawks out here.”
He looked at me, this awestruck expression on his face.
“What?” I asked.
“I never would have thought I’d enjoy something like this. Or know anyone who did. You see shit like this on YouTube or documentaries, but it’s different seeing things in the wild. Just…being alive and free.”
“You’ve been here for five minutes. I think it’s a little premature to decide if you like something or not.”
“No, it’s just…a feeling a got. A different sort of fun than I’m used to. I can’t imagine some of my friends ever wanting to do something like sitting up in a tree and waiting for deer to walk by.”
“You’ve got that look in your eyes again,” I remarked, which made him wince. “Like you do when you drink whiskey. I don’t know…something like this shit is in your blood and you’re just now figuring it out.”
I was wondering if his city ass would be offended by my remark, but he seemed to be considering it. It reminded me of this thing in me that I was just starting to sort through, and whatever came over me was too strong for me to fight. I moved quickly, my mouth on his, our lips pushed together, offering me that same relief I’d experienced the past two times we’d made out.
We scrambled together as I pushed him back, and he lay across the planks.
Our kisses intensified, my awareness of my surroundings slipping away from me as I focused on his buttons and fly. As soon as we’d freed his cock, he rolled on top of me, and we worked in a similar rush to get my pants down.
Cohen certainly didn’t have any confusion about what to do. Before I knew it, he had his mouth around my cock, moving up and down.
So wet.
So warm.
I was painfully hard as he worked me up. This was definitely not anything I’d ever done with Buddy.
I gripped the back of his hair, enjoying every nerve he stimulated with his expert tongue until he pulled off my cock and kissed me again. At some point while he was blowing me, he’d tugged his pants down to his ankles, allowing him to straddle my right leg as he leaned forward, keeping flush with my body.
I didn’t feel like we were two grown men. We were just kids, fucking around, learning what our bodies could do. I tasted his tongue, probed his flesh, inhaled his scent. Our cocks pulsed side by side as we thrust against one another.
“Cohen, if we keep this up, I’m gonna…”
He leaned back and licked his palm, positioning his cock on top of mine and stroking them together.
“Don’t worry. I’m close too.”
He leaned forward more, breathing against my face, looking me in the eyes. I leaned up and offered another kiss, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him close.