Page 47 of Saddle Studs
“It was all fake?”
“Leave it to Frankie.”
I shook my head. The only thing I could do was laugh. “Leave it to Frankie.” I could hardly believe it. This had all been orchestrated from beyond the grave, by someone who had seenthe real truth of who Sam was, and wanted Sam to see it too before it was too late.
“It’s something I was realizing over time, but his letter really kinda pushed me over the edge. I’m bi, Benny. I was happy with the women I was with, I find the female form beautiful and attractive. I also find men equally as attractive. You also showed me that the physical chemistry is there, and it’s powerful. Beyond that, though, I can see myself with a man. I can see myself with you, Benny.”
I blinked through the haze of shock. Sam had done it. He’d finally come out of the closet. The internalized fear and anger he harbored for himself was nowhere to be found.
I realized the glow he radiated was pure joy. His eyes crinkled at the corners, his smile beaming like the high beams on my F150.
“Wow,” he said. “I feel so free saying that.”
“That’s amazing, Sam. You deserve to feel free. Everyone does. Love is the most basic and purest emotion and, for reasons I can never fully understand, it also comes with societal conditions. Youmustbe in love with someone of the opposite sex, or if not,youmight makemeuncomfortable. Or you may force me to have a five-minute conversation with my curious child. Or you may hold up a mirror in my direction, showing me a reflection I hate to see. All those reasons to step on someone else’s happiness, and what’s the common denominator there? The other person. It’s always the other person, never you.”
Sam nodded at that. Both my hands were in his now. My boots were planted firmly on the ground, and yet it felt like we floated on puffy white clouds.
“You forgive me, right, Benny?”
I looked up into those shining blue eyes. “I never blamed you, Sam.”
We kissed again, holding each other. For the first time ever, Sam and I embraced in public. Neither of us cared who saw. I pressed my body against his. We fit together perfectly. He smelled like he’d recently showered, like strawberries. I kissed him, feeling something twitch between us.
He was getting hard. I gave my hips a little wiggle, rubbing my own growing dick against his. He smiled as we kissed, the curve of his lips matching mine. Well, well, well. Maybe it was time to move this coming out party somewhere a little more private—preferably somewhere with a bed.
“Should we head inside?”
“Yes,” Sam said, his cock fully hard now. “But maybe we should take the long way around. Let things cool off.”
I rolled my eyes and gave him one more playful wiggle. “Tuck yourself into your waistband.
“You mean like this?” Sam reached down and rearranged himself so that his hard cock poked out the top of his shorts. The head was pink and already wet with precum. I swallowed down a moan before I ran my thumb over his dick. He shivered. I lifted my wet thumb up to my lips and got myself a taste.
“Just like that,” I said, grinning.
He licked his lips and appeared like he was seconds from melting into a puddle at my feet. He fixed his shirt so that it covered the head of his hard dick.
“Fuckin’ hell, Sam. I want you to ride me so hard my saddle catches fire.”
“Let’s do it, stud. Break me in.”
We couldn’t get back to my bedroom fast enough.
21
SAM
I’d never felt sosure in a decision than I felt in my choice to stay.
Benny’s reaction only solidified that choice further. Like sunshine blasting on a freshly laid square of cement, drying it, creating a foundation for something much larger, much more grand.
His kisses, his touch, his hard dick pushing against mine… It was all too much. It unraveled me. Melted my brain and filled my heart with golden sparks.
“So now can I get those porn recs?” I teased as we entered Benny’s bedroom, quickly shutting the door behind us.
“Yes, I’ll send those right over,” Benny said with a wink as he worked to undo the button on my shorts. “I’ve got a good one where one guy is in assless chaps.”
“Really?” I said. I helped Benny with unzipping my shorts and dropped them to my ankles, my already sticky and wet briefs following immediately after. Benny whispered afuckunder his breath as he wrapped his fingers around my shaft. “Assless chaps are kind of a fantasy of mine.”
