Cotton Candy Cowboy
Hot, Sexy, Contemporary Cowboy Romance (M/M)
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Candy Hogue was forced to trade the fame and fortune of a rodeo ring for a cotton candy machine at the CineMagic theater. His giving up of the spotlight led him into a darkness where two men wanted him for different reasons. Frankie Cordell had malice on his mind, and tried to draw Candy into a world of crime by using sex. Roy McCaslin remembered Candy when the spotlight was bright, and his career was at its height. As fate would have it, he just happened to meet Candy one night on a dark and deserted road, and became his lover. Later, when Candy was stalked and attacked by Frankie, Roy stepped in and saved Candy from death. Even though Candy’s injuries would keep him out of the rodeo ring for the rest of his life, Roy didn’t leave, but proved his love by staying after the spotlight had dimmed to fall in love.
Adult Excerpt - Cotton Candy Cowboy
Candy felt Roy open his thighs, pulling them wide while he pulled himself up on his knees. And then when he pushed his cock against Candy’s hole, Candy could feel the rough material of his uniform rubbing against his naked skin. He looked around. “The mirror. Where’s the damned mirror?”
With a breathless answer, Roy said, “Don’t have one.”
Candy’s hand quickly moved over to his hardware and lovingly fingered his gun. And then with a quick pull, it was out of the holster. His breath caught in his lungs as he felt it in his hand. He rubbed it upward along his chest slowly until he touched his neck, and then his face, enjoying the cool feel of the metal against his skin. As he moved it over his lips, his mouth opened, and he licked it, his quick tongue pressing into the hole where blast after blast of bullets burst out. In a haze of carnal delight, he began hungrily sucking on the barrel just before he began to move it sensuously down over his body until he reached his cock. He began to rub it hard against himself, causing his cock to bloom hard and long. His breath became labored as he began to masturbate with it, while enjoying the sensations the cold steel had on his sensitive flesh. He had just begun to whimper and moan when suddenly he felt Roy’s hand quickly grab the hand that held the gun, interrupting his risky play.
“Careful with that,” Roy said.
“Try and get it away from me, copper, Candy said as they they grappled for it.”
“Got a wet dream about fucking a loaded gun?” With that, he yanked the gun away from him and pushed the gun barrel against Candy’s skin. “Open them damned legs so I can fuck you in the ass, or get it in the gut.”
“Make me,” Candy whispered, his voice shaky with passion.
Suddenly Roy moved, and with the gun still stuck in Candy’s belly, he caught both Candy’s wrists in the his other hand and pushed them up toward the head of the bed. “You have the right to remain silent—”
“Oh, God!” Candy cried out. “I’m getting such a charge from this. “Hit me, beat me.” Just then Candy felt a double slap knocking his head one way and then the other.
“You’ve been a very bad boy, Hogue, and for that you have to pay.”
“Oh, God. Do it to me, Roy. Do it!”
“Got to keep you from getting away, so I’m gonna cuff you.”
Candy could feel his hormones running wild while Roy yanked out his cuffs and locked him to the bedpost.
While he struggled, Roy opened Candy’s thighs wider, leaned down, and began biting the inside of his thighs, just short of his balls and cock.
Candy writhed, his wild movements like that of an untamed animal. He gave out growling whimpers as his hips became looser, bucking wildly, for more of Roy’s feral play.
Finally Roy pulled himself up on his knees, and as he pushed the head of his cock against Candy’s hole, he began jacking him up, making Candy writhe and grind his hips even more. Finally, he pushed himself in.
Candy could feel the sensations jump and grow. They seemed to crowd around his cock, pressing and rubbing as Roy plunged in and out of his ass.
“Ohhhhhh!” Candy moaned as he grabbed a handful of the sheet and rolled his hips like a hula dancer. With each roll, the sensations became hotter and hotter until he thought he might explode.
“Go with it, baby,” Roy called out. “That dance is getting hotter and hotter.”
Suddenly Roy leaned over him and began mumbling through the kisses on his chest, “I’m getting, close, Candy. I don’t know how much longer I can last.”
“This dance ain’t over yet,” Candy grunted as he kept moving, his movements getting wilder by the minute.
“Oh, God,” Roy shouted out. “They’re coming after me. That red, hot, and blue fire is burning me, Candy.”
“Don’t stop now, Roy,” Candy pleaded as he pumped his hips in time to some wild music of the flesh.
And then suddenly Roy leaned down, his cock still plunging in and out while he began to suck and lick Candy’s chest and nipples. As his excitement continued to build, little by little his movements became frenzied, as if he were riding a horse down the last furlong of a race. He kept riding farther and farther until an orgasm flooded him, and he burst through the finish line.
Just as Roy let out a cry of relief, a spurt of cum blasted out of Candy’s cock, lathering the two of them. And then they melted together in an exhausted sleep that ushered them into the peaceful darkness of contentment.