Riding and Regrets by Bailey Bradford

Jody to talk about it.
    Now isn’t the time for either. Noel was trying not to panic at having spilled his guts to Jody. However, if he’d learned anything at all from his relationship with Clive it was to be honest, completely honest with the man he was interested in. Noel was working on getting past his need to please.
    Except he was going to please them both, intensely. “Come here,” he urged when Jody fumbled with his belt. It was time to slow it down a notch. “Tell me where in this barn I’m supposed to spread you out and drive you wild.”
    Jody panted, a stunned look in place. Then he shook himself and pointed to a ladder. “We can go up there.”
    Noel waggled his eyebrows at the cutie. “Am I gonna get hay in places no man ever should?”
    “No,” Jody said after laughing. “No man should get hay anywhere on him anyway, but there’s a blanket up there and I don’t want to know why. Saw it when I was cleaning out this barn.”
    Noel looked around the place and grinned. “Yeah, I bet there’s cowboys sneaking off to go at it out here on a regular basis.”
    “We have to work, but who knows what happens after that at the end of the day.” Jody shifted his weight from foot to foot. “Um, do you have stuff? Condoms?”
    Noel thought he was beyond adorable, all shy and nervous yet eager. “I do. Didn’t you have some for when you and— Oh yeah, that Frankie in there was the one who ran out on you?” Noel had been nice, but inside he’d simmered and thought about having a chat with Frankie.
    “We didn’t do more than hand jobs and suck each other off a couple times. I never let him come in my mouth. He wouldn’t have, anyway. He liked making a mess.” Jody was almost fluorescent pink by the time he stopped talking.
    “Did you want to swallow?” Noel asked. “And you’ve never had anal sex? Given or received?”
    Jody gave the barest shake of his head. “No to the anal stuff, and I don’t know about swallowing. I guess I’d have to see if I could once I had spunk in my mouth. I might gag.”
    “You might,” Noel agreed. “It can be an acquired taste, but I like it. I like taking your load and keeping it inside of me for a little while.”
    “Oh, oh man,” Jody rasped. He grabbed his crotch. “You say things like that and I’m gonna make a mess in my pants.”
    “That’d be a shame, since I want you to come while I’ve got my dick buried deep inside you.” Noel grinned wickedly. “After you.” He gestured to the ladder.
    Jody didn’t hesitate, and Noel admired his nice little ass while Jody climbed up the ladder. Honestly, Noel was a little nervous about being Jody’s first. It’d been years since he’d got to top, but that had been his own fault. Noel was done with keeping his own needs buried. He’d make it so good for Jody, too. Noel did know what he loved, how he loved being fucked. Bottoming had taught him the skills he’d need to be an amazing top.
    The ladder was a quick climb for him, too, and he reached the top in time to see Jody shaking out a blue and tan blanket. “Seems clean,” Jody said.
    Noel clambered up to stand beside him. “Yeah. Can I undress you?”
    Jody swallowed noisily and moved his head in agreement.
    “You want to get your boots off first?” Noel suggested.
    Jody bent to remove his boots and Noel toed off his sneakers. He unfastened his belt and untucked his shirt, all by the time Jody had got the second boot off.
    Noel unbuttoned his shirt enough to tug it off over his head, then he tossed it aside.
    “Wow,” Jody murmured. “I want to touch you.”
    “Touch to your heart’s content,” Noel said. He opened his arms and held them out. “I’m not ticklish, either, so if you want to stick your nose anywhere and sniff, go for it.”
    Jody chuckled and came closer. He traced a path between Noel’s nipples and flicked the right one.
    “Mmm.” Noel linked his fingers together behind his head. “I like that.”
    “You do?” Jody