Baron grabbed a couple sandwiches from his saddle pack. He handed one to Randy and the two men sat down under the only tree for miles. The two men ate in silence. Their words were stilled by the moment that morning that changed the relationship. The pull of Baron was too much for Randy, he was started to wonder if men were really what he wanted. What he actually needed.
A glob of strawberry jelly moved at the corner of Randy's mouth. Baron moved forward towards the younger man and gently wiped the jelly off of his face. The blonde man pulled back from the touch, uncertain of the older man.
"It was only a touch Randy, nothing more."
The man couldn't look at Baron and looked down at the peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his hands. The sticky sweet condiment was also on his hand and he went to lick it off. The older man was closer now and took his covered finger to his mouth.
The touch of the man's tongue drove Randy wild, his cock hardening in his jeans. He tried to pull back, but the man held on tightly.
"Baron?"
"You know I want you Randy. Your cock tells me you want me too."
The younger man could not protest, Baron's hand slid onto his lap. His rough hand gripped the man's lengthening dick and squeezed it. His tongue still working the man's digit, Randy groaned. Baron took the opportunity to move in on the straight man.
"Come on Randy. It gets lonely out here on the range. It can be a month before we are in town around women."
Baron's mouth captured Randy's lips in his. The man protested for a moment, but finally gave into his inner desires. The older man took his action as acceptance and pressed the younger cowboy to the ground.
Randy tried to press back, but the man was overwhelming him. His pelvic pressed against his and one hand slid down his back, trying to calm the man's fears. Baron lifted his lower body up and his hand went to the man's fly.
His deft hands quickly unzipped Randy's Wranglers and found the stiff length he was looking for. The man tried to pull back from Baron, his mouth detaching. He tried to speak but Baron's tongue was back in his mouth before he could.
Baron's large body pinned the man to the grass and his hand worked Randy's cock out. He started stroking it with long jerks. Randy moaned in his mouth and his arms wrapped around Baron's strong neck.
Baron broke the kiss finally, when he knew that Randy was not going to protest any longer. Looking up at Randy, Baron took the man's dick into his mouth. His lips closed around the head and slid his tongue on the sensitive underside. Randy gasped with the contact and tried to sit up. His eyes bulged as he watched Baron take the full length into his mouth. Inch after inch disappeared into his wet recess and Randy was lost to the feeling.
The hands that were wrapped around his neck, were now delved into his hair, pushing Baron down onto his cock. Randy closed his eyes and let the man work his magic. It was far better head than he had gotten from any woman he knew. Baron knew exactly what to do, to get the young man's engine revving.
Baron could tell that Randy was getting close, so he sucked harder on the man's cock. He tasted the first spurt of salt and swallowed stream after stream of cum. His cock was hard in his pants and he stood up to jerk his pants off.
Randy opened his eyes with a smile on his face, until he saw Baron standing over him with a huge cock in his hands. It became clear what was expected of the man and he was unwilling to fathom that big piece of meat inside of his ass. He had tried anal sex with a girlfriend once and all she did was scream. Looking at the older man's dick, pulled the man out of his post-climax glow and got him moving.
He backed up from the approaching man and struggled to get to his feet with his pants falling down. Randy backed away from the man and when Baron didn't stop, he turned around and started running towards his idle horse.
Baron refused to let a chance slip by, especially after swallowing the man's cum. The taste sent his pecker to full staff and he needed some relief of his own.
"Randy, get back here. We are not finished yet."
Baron grabbed his rope on the ground and swung the rope over his head. He lassoed the retreating man around the neck and jerked back. The rope tightened around the running man, stopping him in his tracks.