Chapter 6: conclusion
Kendall woke up and sat up. His skin was sweaty and hot. Lingering images of strange cowboi and cowboy sex swirled in his head. His cock was hard. His face was red. "Fuck..." Kendall rubbed his hands down his face. "What is fucking WRONG with me?"
Dallas was half asleep next to him. He groaned and a hand reached out to clap down on his naked thigh. "Did you have the cowboi dream again?"
"Yeah... Damn it. It's so weird." Kendall let his hands slide down his face. He know he'd once thought that it was stupid to be jealous of cows. And it WAS stupid, but this was why. These strange thoughts entered his brain in his dreams.
"What happened this time?" Dallas asked curiously, waking up a bit more to rub his eyes and pull Kendall closer by his hip to kiss his cheek.
"I... I got milked and you... you said we should try for a girl this time." Kendall said as he leaned into the affection. "I guess it's just my subconscious trying to work through some shit."
Dallas chuckled, his hand sliding from Kendall's hip to his ass, giving it a squeeze. "Well, if your subconscious wants to fuck me while you're dressed as a cow, who am I to argue?"
Kendall laughed, the tension in his body easing. "Yeah, I guess that's one way to look at it."
Dallas rolled on top of Kendall, his blue eyes dark with desire. "You know, I've been thinking about that dream of yours," he said, his voice low and husky.
"About you being a cowboi, all tied up and at my mercy."
Kendall's eyes widened, his heart beginning to pound in his chest. "You have?"
Dallas nodded, his hand still on Kendall's ass, his thumb tracing circles on the soft flesh. "Mmhmm. And I think we should make it a reality."
Kendall's breath hitched, his cock twitching at the thought. "What do you mean?"
Dallas grinned, his blue eyes dark with lust. "I mean, I want to tie you up, Kendall.
I want to make you my little cowboi slut, just like in your dream." Dallas's voice was a low growl, his grip on Kendall's ass tightening possessively. Kendall's breath hitched, his cock hardening at the thought. He could feel the heat radiating off Dallas's body, could see the hunger in his blue eyes as he took in Kendall's naked form. "You want that, don't you, Kendall?
You want me to have complete control over your body. To use you, to fuck you, just like in your dream." Dallas's voice was a low growl, his grip on Kendall's ass tightening as he ground his hips against Kendall's, his hard cock pressing against Kendall's thigh.
Kendall could only moan in response, his body writhing as Dallas's words sent a surge of desire coursing through him. "Yes," he panted, his voice ragged with need. "I want that, Dallas. I want you to use me, to fuck me. I want to be your little cowboi slut, Dallas." Kendall's voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes locked onto Dallas's as he spoke the words. Dallas growled, his grip on Kendall's ass tightening as he ground his hips against Kendall's, his hard cock pressing against Kendall's thigh.
"Fuck, Kendall," Dallas panted, his voice ragged with desire. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear you say that.
How many times I've jerked off imagining you like this, bound and begging for my cock," Dallas growled, his voice dark with lust. He rolled off Kendall, leaving him panting and wanting, and retrieved a length of rope from his dresser drawer. Kendall watched, his heart pounding in his chest, as Dallas returned to the bed, his blue eyes burning with desire.
"Arms above your head, Kendall," Dallas commanded, his voice firm. Kendall complied, his arms stretching out, his wrists crossing as he raised them above his head.
Dallas looped the rope around Kendall's wrists, his fingers brushing against Kendall's skin, sending shivers down his spine. He pulled the rope taut, binding Kendall's wrists together, leaving him helpless and at Dallas's mercy.
Dallas leaned over Kendall, his blue eyes dark with lust as he took in Kendall's bound form. "You look so fucking hot like this, Kendall," he growled, his voice low and filthy. "All tied up and eager to please.
I can do whatever I want to you now, can't I, Kendall?" Dallas's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto Kendall's as he spoke the words. Kendall could only nod, his heart pounding in his chest, his cock rock hard.
"Anything you want," he panted, his voice ragged with desire. Dallas chuckled, his hand sliding down Kendall's chest, his fingers tracing circles around Kendall's nipples.
"Good boy," he murmured, his voice low and approving.
Dallas's fingers pinched Kendall's nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain straight to his cock. Kendall gasped, his body arching into Dallas's touch. Dallas chuckled, his fingers twisting and pulling at Kendall's nipple, drawing it out, making it hard and sensitive. "You like that, don't you, Kendall? You like having your nipples played with, made tender and sore." Dallas's voice was a low growl, his blue eyes dark with lust as he watched Kendall's reaction.
"Fuck, yes," Kendall panted, his body writhing.
Dallas's fingers left Kendall's nipple, trailing down his chest, over his abs, until they reached the nest of curls at the base of Kendall's cock. Dallas's hand wrapped around Kendall's hard length, giving it a slow stroke. Kendall moaned, his hips bucking, fucking Dallas's fist. "That's it, Kendall," Dallas growled, his voice low and filthy. "Fuck my hand. Show me how much you want it."
Kendall could only moan in response, his body moving on instinct, his cock sliding in and out of Dallas's tight grip.
Dallas's other hand joined in, cupping Kendall's balls, rolling them gently, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through Kendall's body. "Fuck, Dallas," Kendall panted, his voice ragged with need. "Your hand feels so fucking good. I need more, Dallas. I need you to touch me, to fuck me."
Dallas growled, his grip on Kendall's cock tightening as he began to stroke him faster, his hand moving in time with Kendall's thrusts. "You want my cock, don't you, Kendall?
You want me to fuck you hard, to make you mine," Dallas growled, his voice low and filthy as he continued to stroke Kendall's cock, his grip tight and steady. Kendall could only moan in response, his body writhing, his hips bucking, fucking Dallas's fist.
"I want your cock. I want you to fuck me hard, to make me yours," Kendall panted, his voice ragged with need.
"Mm, I better prepare the cow for the stud then, hadn't I." Dallas teased. "You said you wanted a girl?"
Kendall blushed. "Shut up, that was just in the dream." Dallas kissed him and Kendall spread his legs as Dallas' fingers started stretching him open.
"My cowboi wants to be bred," Dallas whispered huskily into his ear and Kendall moaned loudly. He couldn't help it. It was so stupid to have this as a turn on.
But it was. Dallas noticed Kendall's body language and the way he spread his legs wider. Dallas knew Kendall was enjoying this game. Dallas's fingers were coated with lube and he pressed one against Kendall's tight hole. Kendall moaned and Dallas could feel him trying to push back against it. Dallas pushed in further, twisting his finger, scissoring it to stretch Kendall open more. "Fuck, Dallas. That feels so good," Kendall groaned, his breath coming in short gasps.
Dallas added another finger, stretching Kendall's ass wider. The sound of Kendall's moans filled the room, driving Dallas wild.
He added a third finger, stretching Kendall's ass wide, preparing him for what was to come. Kendall's body was a symphony of pleasure, his hips bucking, his ass clenching around Dallas's fingers.
"Fuck, Dallas! I can't... I can't take it. I need your cock," Kendall panted, his voice ragged with need. Dallas growled, his fingers slipping out of Kendall's ass, leaving him empty and wanting. He grabbed the condom from the bedside table
"No condom." Kendall snapped.
Dallas flat out laughed at him.
Kendall blushed hard. "SHUT UP, I don't have a breeding kink!"
"Mm, fuck you're cute when you're embarrassed." Dallas kissed him. And suddenly he was replacing his fingers with his cock and Kendall moaned loudly.
"You're so big," he panted, his body stretching to accommodate Dallas's thick length. Dallas growled, his hips slamming forward, burying himself deep inside Kendall. "You can take it, cowboi," he grunted, his voice ragged with desire. "Take my cock like a good little slut."
Kendall could only moan in response, his body writhing as Dallas began to fuck him hard, his hips slapping against Kendall's ass, his cock filling him completely.
Kendall whimpered. "My-my nipples."
Dallas chuckled and leaned down. He kissed one and Kendall's hips jerked . Dallas lapped at his nipple, flicking and teasing it. Kendall's back arched, pushing his chest out, silently begging for more. Dallas obliged, taking the hard nub into his mouth and sucking hard. Kendall cried out, his body writhing as the sensation shot straight to his cock. Dallas's hand found its way to Kendall's neglected nipple, pinching and twisting it, drawing out the pleasure-pain.
"Fuck, Dallas," Kendall panted, his voice ragged. "That feels so fucking good."
Dallas released Kendall's nipple with a pop, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
"You like that, don't you, cowboi? You like having your nipples played with while I fuck you hard." Kendall could only nod, his body writhing, his cock leaking precome onto his stomach. "Words, Kendall. I want to hear you say it." Kendall panted, his voice ragged as he spoke. "Fuck, yes, Dallas. I love it. I love having my nipples played with while you fuck me hard." Dallas's grin widened, his blue eyes dark with lust.
"Good boy," he growled, his voice low and approving. He leaned down, his tongue flicking out to lick at Kendall's other nipple, drawing it into his mouth, sucking hard. Kendall moaned, his body writhing, his cock leaking precome onto his stomach. Dallas's hand found its way to Kendall's cock, wrapping around it, giving it a slow stroke. Kendall bucked his hips, fucking Dallas's fist, his body desperate for more.
"You're so fucking hard, Kendall," Dallas panted, his voice ragged with desire.
"You're loving this, aren't you? Being used like my little cowboi slut." He punctuated his words with a hard thrust, burying himself deep inside Kendall.
Kendall could only moan in response, his body writhing, his cock leaking precome onto his stomach. I love being your slut. Fuck me hard, Dallas. Make me take your big cock."
Dallas growled, his blue eyes dark with lust as he took in Kendall's bound form, his body bucking and writhing beneath him.
"You're mine, Kendall," he snarled, his voice low and possessive. "All mine to use, to fuck, to fill with my cum."
Kendall could only moan in response, his body arching as Dallas's words sent a surge of desire coursing through him. He could feel Dallas's hard cock pressing against his ass, could feel the heat radiating off Dallas's body as he loomed over him. "Please, Dallas," he panted, his voice ragged with need. "Fuck me.
Fuck me hard, Dallas," Kendall begged, his voice ragged with desire. Dallas growled, his hips slamming forward, burying his thick cock deep inside Kendall's ass. Kendall cried out, his body arching, his ass clenching around Dallas's length, pulling him in deeper. "That's it, cowboi," Dallas snarled, his voice low and filthy. "Take my cock like a good little slut.
Take it all, Kendall," Dallas grunted, his hips slapping against Kendall's ass, his balls slapping against Kendall's taint, his thick cock filling Kendall completely. Kendall could only moan in response, his body writhing, his ass clenching around Dallas's length, trying to pull him in deeper. Dallas's hand found its way to Kendall's cock, wrapping around it, giving it a tight, steady stroke, in time with his thrusts. "Your cock feels so fucking good. I'm gonna come, Dallas.
Shit, I'm gonna come!" Kendall panted, his body tensing, his cock throbbing in Dallas's tight grip. Dallas growled, his hips slamming forward, his cock burying itself deep inside Kendall's ass. "That's it, cowboi. Come for me. Come all over my hand, my cock. Make a fucking mess of yourself." Dallas's voice was a low, filthy growl, his blue eyes burning with lust as he watched Kendall's body writhe and buck beneath him.
Kendall couldn't hold back any longer.
He screamed out Dallas's name, his body convulsing as he came hard, his cock pulsing in Dallas's tight grip, his ass clenching around Dallas's thick length. Dallas growled, his hips slamming forward one last time, burying himself deep inside Kendall as he came too, his hot cum filling Kendall's ass, marking him, claiming him.
"Fuck, Kendall," Dallas panted, his body collapsing onto Kendall's, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "That was...
fucking incredible," Dallas panted, his body still trembling as he rolled off Kendall, his cock slipping out of Kendall's ass with a wet plop. Kendall lay there, his body slick with sweat, his ass aching deliciously, his cock spent and soft. Dallas reached over and untied Kendall's wrists, gently rubbing the red marks left behind by the rope. Kendall groaned, his arms falling to his sides, his body limp and sated.
"Come here, cowboi," Dallas murmured, pulling Kendall close, spooning him from behind.
Kendall's body fit perfectly against Dallas's, his ass nestled against Dallas's cock, which was already hardening again. Dallas's hand slid down Kendall's chest, over his abs, until it reached the base of Kendall's cock. He wrapped his hand around it, giving it a slow stroke. Kendall moaned, his body writhing, his cock already hardening in Dallas's grip.
"Fuck, Dallas," Kendall panted, his voice ragged with desire. "I can't... I can't go again so soon."
Dallas chuckled, his breath hot on Kendall's ear. "I love you." The words slipped out before Dallas could stop them.
He felt Kendall tense in his arms, and he cursed himself for ruining the moment. It was too soon, too raw, and Kendall probably wasn't ready to hear those words, not like this.
Kendall was silent for a moment, and Dallas's heart pounded in his chest as he waited for Kendall's response. Then, Kendall turned in Dallas's arms, his green eyes searching Dallas's face.
"You mean it?" he asked, his voice soft and tentative. Dallas nodded, his blue eyes filled with sincerity.
"I do, Kendall. I love you. I don't know when it happened, or how, but it did. And I'm sorry if it's too much, too soon, but I couldn't keep it in any longer."
Kendall's face broke into a wide smile, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "It's not too much, Dallas. I love you too. I think I have for a while now, I just... I didn't know if you felt the same way, or if it was just me," Kendall admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. Dallas's heart swelled at the vulnerability in Kendall's voice, and he pulled him closer, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
"It's not just you, Kendall. I feel it too. All of it," Dallas murmured, his voice low and steady. Kendall sighed, his body relaxing against Dallas's, his eyes fluttering closed. Dallas continued to stroke Kendall's cock, his grip gentle and steady, drawing out the pleasure of their shared orgasm.
It couldn't have been too soon, really. They were sleeping in the same bed for a few weeks now. Kendall had quit his job. Moved out of his apartment. Kendall was helping at the ranch. They've been having regular sex for weeks now. Life was bliss for Kendall. He had all this AND Dallas didn't mind his weird cowboi dreams.
The only mystery was that he hadn't seen that Voodoo doll again. He'd moved out of the apartment, but it wasn't there. Wasn't in the trash. it up and vanished.
But as far as Kendall was concerned, he didn't need it anymore. Everything he had was right there with Dallas.
Kendall kissed him, smiling warmly. He was so happy. "I love you."
Dallas' eyes softened on him and leaned his forehead against Kendall's. "Love you too."