Page 12 of Gold Rush (Murphy’s Pub #3)
The rest of them surrounded him, and for one minute, they were in a group hug that each felt with all their hearts.
They were a family, for the good and bad of it. Missing the kids, Ryan, Eazy and Tally, that would be hard, but they knew each day could get them closer to being together.
When Goldie got home, he didn’t go to Haze’s room. He went to his own, where Dean was pacing, but he stopped the second the door opened and he ran to Goldie, jumping into his arms. “Fuck! I was so worried!”
“I called you from the storage!”
“You know all that could happen between there and here?”
Kissing over Goldie’s face with cute, but kind of annoying little pecks, Dean held onto him tightly.
Goldie tossed him onto the bed, though, laughing. “Enough. I’m fine, and I’m here, and I’m sleeping in my own bed tonight.”
“Not until you tell me everything!”
Goldie stared down at him and growled, “Morning. Right now, I’m going to fuck you.”
Dean shivered, and his mouth opened to let out a long stream of a nearly silent sigh.
“Get those pants off .”
“Yes, sir!”
Watching Dean struggle out of his pants and briefs on the bed was comical, but Goldie didn’t help. The sight was too great. Then he was naked from the waist down, his dick stiff and pretty, the little veins all pumping half the blood the man had into that pretty cock.
“Shirt too,” he said, then Dean sat up and whipped that shirt off so fast, he was a blur.
Then he spread eagle on the bed and lifted only his head. “Do what you want.”
Goldie laughed and slapped his leg. “All fours.”
Bouncing on the bed, Dean got turned around until his tiny ass was facing Goldie, and he wiggled it sweetly.
Goldie was more than ready, but he still took his time, slowly getting completely undressed, getting a condom and lube from his nightstand, getting the condom on slowly, then moving lube over it, running his fist over his cock to spread it perfectly.
Seeing the impatience, the ass swinging back and forth, he smiled, knowing Dean wanted to push him.
“Stop. Be still. I’ll get to you when I’m ready.”
“Please! I’ve been stressed all day, and I can finally get rid of that stress with that big dick up inside me!”
Goldie still took his sweet time.
But to be nice, once he got on the bed on his knees, he lined up his cock to Dean’s hole, pushing just a little, not coming close to entering him. “You really want this?”
“Goldie! Why are you trying to kill me?”
One nice slap to the little ass cheek as he said, “Answer me!”
After an irritated huff, he yelled, “I want you to fuuuuuck meeeee !”
Goldie laughed hard, and fell over on the bed, clapping his hands together, and, like he expected, the walls started to receive knocks from his neighbors.
“Oh, shit! They heard me!”
“I’d say so, yeah,” he said, laughing harder.
“Who cares,” he said as he climbed on Goldie and stared down at him, grinning wickedly.
“Gonna ride me now?”
“Yeah. I want to ride this big dick hard.”
“Just be careful. I’ve had exuberant guys bend the fuck out of it before.”
After smirking, his head cocked to the side. “I’m not stupid. I know how to ride a dick.”
“Sorry,” he said with his hands up. “Go to it then.”
He folded his hands behind his head and felt Dead getting into place, sitting up as he worked Goldie’s dick to his entrance. Goldie had a great time watching him, twisting the way he was, his entire body tensed in anticipation. He was beautiful.
Goldie was treated to the best ride he’d ever been given. Dean was indeed perfect and didn’t come close to bending his dick, but that didn’t mean he went gently. No.
He rode like some cowboy taking a gallop on the open prairie.
Holding on behind himself to Goldie’s legs, throwing his hips forward to give Goldie a nice show of that hard cock bouncing lewdly, he stared down at him in what could be a challenge, or just a show of his own sexy skill.
Hate fucking him while being in love with Goldie, that was how it truly felt.
When he moved to lean over Goldie, his eyes were still slitted, daring him to move or critique him. Goldie didn’t want to do either.
He just let that little fucker ride his cock, making them both feel good, and when it was time to come, Dean’s fingernails left long trails down Goldie’s chest as he sputtered and bounced on top of Goldie.
It was sexy as hell.
“Get my condom off me,” Goldie said when Dean was crawling off his dick.
“No breakage, no siree. And may I point out, no bendage, either.”
“No bendage. You did yourself proud.”
Dean snuggled in close once he discarded the condom, and they lay together, falling asleep quickly.
When he woke, Dean wasn’t in bed with him. The door was open, and Goldie went searching for him after getting on his robe.
Dean was at the window, staring out of it. Goldie startled him a little when he set his hands on Dean’s shoulders. “What’s wrong?”
“Just worried. I doubt if they give up that easily, especially finding out their money is gone.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it right now. Besides, I’ll take care of you.”
“I hope you’re all taking care of each other. I’d hate to see any of you hurt.”