Valley of the Dudes by Ryan Field

paper.
     
I’ve got to see this.” Then he handed the phone to Lance and said, “We’re in the Times
     
this morning. I’m going outside to get it.” His mother had always subscribed to The New
York Times . She’d been a firm believer in reading newspapers.
     
Lance took the phone and covered the bottom half with his palm. “Can’t it wait
     
until later?” He looked between his legs and pointed to his erection with the phone. “I’m
     
really horny right now, and I don’t feel like talking on the phone.” Rush kissed him on the cheek and said, “It will only take a minute. I’ll be right
     
back. I’ll just put on your longer coat, step out the door, and get the paper.” Then he
     
stood up and left Lance with the phone in one hand and a cock in the other.
     
When he returned, he was holding the newspaper, wearing nothing but Lance’s
     
dark, three-quarter-length winter coat. He removed the coat and tossed it over the arm of
     
the wing chair. Then he sat down next to Lance again and opened the paper.
     
Lance said goodbye to Cody and handed the phone back to Rush.
     
Rush asked, “What page?”
     
“Four,” Cody said. “It’s right below an article about construction work on Fifth
     
Avenue.”
     
While Rush turned to page four, Lance got up on his knees and rubbed his
     
erection against the side of Rush’s face. When Rush looked up at him, Lance smiled and
     
nodded at his penis. Then he smacked it gently on Rush’s lips.
     
“What was that sound?” Cody asked. “Did you drop the phone?”
     
“No,” Rush said, trying hard to ignore the erection poking the side of his face.
     
“There must be something wrong with the connection.”
     
“Do you see the article?” Cody asked.
     
Rush looked down and saw their photo in the middle of the page. “Yes, I’m
     
looking at it right now.” It was the photo the vet had taken with his cell phone. Lance and
     
Cody were standing in front of the Jeep, and the little fawn was still trapped in the grill.
     
The headline read, “Two New York Attorneys Save Deer.” He tried to read the article
     
explaining the freak accident, how they’d saved the fawn, and where the fawn was recuperating now. But Lance had other ideas, and he didn’t seem at all interested in the
     
photo or the article.
     
When Rush opened his mouth to speak into the phone again, Lance shoved his
     
dick right into Rush’s mouth without any warning. For a moment, Rush closed his eyes
     
and sucked on the head. Lance was horny that morning. He already had pre-come and he
     
tasted great. So Rush sucked as much as he could, then pulled his head back. When
     
Lance’s dick popped out of his Rush’s mouth, there was a loud release of suction.
     
Cody heard the noise and shouted, “What was that? Are you still there? I heard
     
another weird noise.” He was speaking even faster now. Rush heard his heavy breaths.
     
Rush licked his lips and smiled at Lance. “I’m still here,” he said.
     
“What was that noise?” Cody asked.
     
“I’m sitting at the kitchen table,” Rush said. “I was drinking orange juice and I
     
almost spilled it.” Then he pointed at Lance and mouthed, “Be good.” Deep down, Rush
     
was the conservative type, with a New England upbringing he’d never be able to lose.
     
Sex was private; what happened between lovers was not discussed openly. And if Cody
     
even had the slightest idea that Rush was sucking Lance off while talking to Cody on the
     
phone, Rush would never have been able to look Cody in the eye again.
     
“It didn’t sound to me like you were drinking orange juice,” Cody said.
     
Rush started to say, “Ah well…” But when he opened his mouth and said, “Ah,”
     
Lance shoved his dick into his mouth again.
     
Rush closed his mouth and sighed, sucking more pre-come from Lance’s cock. He
     
wanted to push him away immediately, but Lance tasted so good he figured a few