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Brothers
By : cowgirl65
Category: 1 through F > The Big Valley
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Once the door was locked, Heath didn’t give Barkley a chance to change his mind. He grabbed him by the ass, pulled him close so he could grind his groin against the obvious bulge and took Barkley’s lips in a ruthless kiss. Heath took advantage of the momentary surprise to force his tongue into the other man’s mouth. Barkley finally relaxed and his hands came up to tentatively caress Heath’s hips. “I wonder how the rest of you tastes,” Heath murmured and pulled away far enough to slip his hands around front. He deftly undid the buttons of Barkley’s shirt and pulled it open.
The other man’s chest was smooth, missing the hair that covered his own, and Heath bent his head to suck hard on an exposed nipple. That elicited a low moan and Heath bit down to make Barkley yelp before he straightened up. “I reckon we’re wearing too many clothes,” he said suggestively. “I’d like to see what I’m getting.”

Jarrod could barely process the sensations brought on by the ravenous kiss and the unexpected assault on his chest. His hands trembled as he unfastened his trousers and exposed his desire for the other man to see.
“Impressive,” Heath drawled with a leer at Jarrod’s cock as he undressed as well.
“I could say the same,” Jarrod managed to say when he got a look at what was creating the bulge he noticed earlier. Heath was as well-endowed as himself and Jarrod had a momentary surge of panic at the thought of having something so big thrust inside him. But the panic was overshadowed by desire and Jarrod started to shiver in anticipation.

Heath sat on the room’s only chair to remove his boots and take his pants off the rest of the way before gesturing Jarrod over. The lust and apprehension in those blue eyes was unmistakeable. “Do you like sucking cock?” Heath wanted to keep Barkley aroused and on edge at the same time and from the look on his face, he was succeeding. Yep, this was going to be one hell of a night.
“Uh…”
Heath grabbed Barkley’s upper arms, admiring the muscle he felt there, and pulled him down to his knees. “I can only imagine those lips of yours wrapped around me.” There was a moment’s hesitation and then the dark head bent down. Heath let him take his time, enjoying the tentative licks on the head of his dick and he breathed in sharply when those delectable lips finally engulfed him.

Jarrod wasn’t sure what to expect, but the taste of the fluid leaking from the tip of Heath’s cock wasn’t at all unpleasant. The sudden inhale of breath when he took it into his mouth only inflamed his lust and Jarrod wrapped his lips around the hard shaft and took it in as far as he dared. Hands twined in his hair as he sucked and Jarrod wondered what he would do if Heath actually climaxed in his mouth.
But it didn’t get that far. Heath pulled out and leaned down for another lip-bruising kiss. “Your turn.” He slid off the chair and buried his head in Jarrod’s crotch. There was nothing hesitant about Heath’s intentions; Jarrod almost lost it when his cock was swallowed completely and hung on to his control tooth and nail.
“Oh god,” he moaned. His hips started to thrust involuntarily. Suddenly the moist heat was gone and Heath grabbed the base of his cock in a vice-like grip.
“Don’t want this to be over too soon,” he drawled.
Jarrod gulped and worked to regain control. “I couldn’t agree more.”
“C’mon.” Heath stood and gave Jarrod his hand to help him to his feet. Then he gave him a shove and Jarrod found himself on the bed and on his back with Heath’s weight pinning him down. Heath’s cock rubbed deliciously against his own as the blond kissed his neck hungrily. The passionate kisses trailed down to his shoulder, down his chest and to his groin. Heath sucked hard on the base of Jarrod’s cock and Jarrod knew it was going to leave a mark. His arousal was more intense than he’d ever known and the awareness that Heath was marking his body only strengthened his desire.

Barkley moaned and writhed as Heath left a trail of livid marks down his neck and chest and Heath wondered how the other man would explain those marks he’d deliberately placed high enough so they couldn’t be easily covered. Barkley’s obvious hunger was inflaming Heath’s desire to new heights as well and Heath wanted nothing more than embed his cock in the lawyer’s ass.
“So good,” Barkley moaned beneath him. “Please…”
Heath didn’t wait for another invitation, he just flipped the other man over. He reached up, grabbed the pillow to stuff under Barkley’s hips and, before he could react, Heath pulled his ass cheeks apart and ran his tongue over and then into the tight pucker. When Barkley groaned, “More,” and pushed back against his questing tongue, he wondered if anyone suspected what a slut the eldest Barkley son really was.
“Oh, I’ll give you more,” Heath muttered as he straightened up and aligned his cock with Barkley’s hole. He was going to slake his lusts in that tight ass, fuck Barkley over just like his father had fucked over Heath and his mother. Heath pushed just the tip in and then without any further preparation, rammed it home.

Jarrod had never felt anything like it when the tip of Heath’s tongue penetrated him. His body cried out for more and he wasn’t sure if he actually voiced that thought aloud. There was no doubt in his mind anymore; he wanted it. He knew having something that big pushed inside of him was going to hurt, but his mind was too fogged with lust to care. All he wanted was to be fucked, to be mounted like a mare at breeding time and anything else be damned. His breathing quickened when he felt the tip of Heath’s cock against him and then he almost screamed at the searing pain when Heath shoved it all the way in. Jarrod struggled, tried to get away from the pain, but Heath had too firm of a firm grip on his hips. His struggles only seemed to fuel Heath’s desire; the thrusting became more ferocious and Jarrod felt he was going to be split in two.
Then the pain receded and he started to grow accustomed to the stretch. Suddenly, Heath hit that spot that sent the lust shooting from his ass to his cock to his brain and back again. Jarrod cried out again, but this time it was in pleasure. “Oh god, more, please,” he begged. He pushed back against Heath’s thrusts and when that strong, calloused hand wrapped itself around his cock and started stroking it roughly, Jarrod was lost.

A part of Heath’s brain told him to slow down, that Barkley was mostly likely a virgin and had to be hurting. But Heath ignored the sounds of pain beneath him and held the struggling man down. He needed to punish, to expend all his hate and frustration and being able to take it out on a symbol of his resentment was too strong a compulsion to ignore.
But then the struggles slowed and that tight ass started pushing against him. The cries of pain turned into grunts and moans of animal lust and Heath felt a twinge of guilt over his brutal treatment when Barkley started begging and pleading for more. “You are a slut,” Heath told him as he twisted his hips to make sure he impacted that sweet spot he knew was there. Reaching around, he started to stroke Barkley’s cock. Barkley screamed as Heath pumped the heavy organ, his seed shot hot across Heath’s hand and his tight hole clamped down on Heath’s cock. Heath rode out the shocks and contractions of Barkley’s orgasm and then, when the body beneath him went limp, Heath resumed his assault and with a few more sharp stabs, filled Barkley with his own release.
Still holding the other man against him and keeping his cock firmly inside, Heath rolled onto the bed. Barkley didn’t protest; in fact, Heath suspected the intensity of being fucked up the ass for the first time had driven the man to the point of unconsciousness.
“You’re never going to forget how I made you feel,” he whispered as he pulled out. “We’ll be meeting again, you got my word on that.”
And as he slipped out of the bed and pulled his clothes on, he had to admit he’d probably never forget how Barkley had made him feel either. Heath debated staying and falling asleep curled up next to that firm body, but he knew the impact would be greater if Barkley woke up alone.

Jarrod woke to the sounds of a city waking up for the morning. He hurt, oh god he hurt. His belly was sticky with dried semen and he could feel more semen seeping out of his throbbing ass. Jarrod closed his eyes again. Had he really gone to a bar like a cheap whore looking for a man? Had he really taken that man up to his rented room so he could be fucked senseless like that same whore? He remembered practically begging for it and vaguely remembered Heath calling him a slut. Well, he’d acted like one and surprisingly felt very little shame about it. All he could think about was doing it again and the sense of relief in discovering his true inclinations. Not something he could indulge in often, Jarrod knew, but he certainly would as often as he dared.
Jarrod crawled slowly out of bed and wondered if he would encounter Heath again. He shouldn’t have been surprised that he woke up alone, but there was a faint longing to have woken up in the other man’s arms. Jarrod tried to shrug off the disappointment as he cleaned himself with the water from the basin. Then he caught a glimpse of his body in the mirror and paused.
At least half a dozen love bites ran from his neck down his chest. He remembered Heath going all the way down and sure enough, there were more marks on his groin and a large one on the side of his dick. The memory of them being made caused a surge of desire and Jarrod watched as his cock slowly filled. He stepped back and the sight of his erect cock in the mirror and the marks of last night’s passion made him groan. “I am a slut,” he muttered as he grabbed his erection.
He lay down on his back, spread his legs and slowly pushed three fingers into his ass. The tenderness made him gasp, but even being as sore as he was, the pain was brief. His passage was still slick with Heath’s semen and his fingers slid in smoothly. Jarrod closed his eyes as he worked them in and out, stroking his cock to the same rhythm. It wasn’t quite the same as having someone else stroke him off and his ass full of that someone’s cock, but he rubbed his prostate with every push and Jarrod tried to imagine it was Heath stroking him, Heath fucking him. And when he finally came, it was with Heath’s name on his lips.
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Brothers	By : cowgirl65 Category: 1 through F > The Big Valley Views: 3162 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: i don't own The Big Valley and make no money from this.

Brothers