Blake Hooks Up With Cowboy

Blake went over to Cowboy’s place. Cowboy lives in Carlton, so Blake just walks over there from Fitzroy.

Cowboy opens the door really quickly after Blake had rung the bell.

“I’m glad you came over,” says Cowboy.

“I haven’t done anything yet,” says Blake.

“Just being here, is a good start,” says Cowboy. Blake can’t help but notice the smile on Cowboy’s face.

Cowboy steps back and gestures for Blake to enter the house.

Blake leans in and kisses Cowboy, as soon as they are inside and Cowboy has shut the door. He kisses Blake back. Cowboy has really nice lips, and he is nice to kiss.

“Do you want a drink?” asks Cowboy.

“Sure,” says Blake. “You wanna get me drunk?”

“Maybe?” says Cowboy.

“I’m a sure thing, now I am here,” says Blake.

“I’m counting on it,” says Cowboy.

Blake pats Cowboy’s arse as he follows him up the hallway.

“Yeah,” says Cowboy.

They drink red wine. Cowboy pours them two large glasses.

“That looks like a bottle,” Blake says.

“Get it into you, it’s good for you,” says Cowboy. He smiles that smile. He’s very pretty, blond and handsome.

Cowboy tells Blake about his week. Blake tells Cowboy about his.

“Where is the boyfriend tonight,” Cowboy asks.

“He’s out drinking with some mates.”

“He doesn’t mind?” asks Cowboy.

“He doesn’t mind.”

“Because I only want to borrow you,” says Cowboy.

“He just wants me back without any permanent marks.” Blake laughs.

“Nothing permanent,” says Cowboy.

“Nothing permanent.”

Blake takes Cowboy by the hand and leads him back up the hallway. He pulls Cowboy’s t-shirt up over his head standing next to his bed.

It isn’t long before they’re both shirtless on Cowboy’s bed. Cowboy is lying on his back, Blake lying on top of him, kissing him some more. Blake can feel them both hard in their pants. He loves that feeling, it stirs him on to kiss Cowboy even more passionately.

Blake falls asleep in Cowboy’s bed after sex. He cuddles up to Cowboy as he drifts off. Cowboy is very nice to cuddle up to.

Blake wakes up early, getting dressed in Cowboy’s room, just as daylight is braking outside. 

Blake is still sticky with lube, he feels his undies and jeans stick to him.

Cowboy opens his eyes just a crack. “You going?” he asks.

“Yes,” Blake says.

“When will I see you again?” Cowboy asks.

“Soon,” Blake says.

“Soon,” Cowboy repeats. He smiles at the thought. His eyes close and he falls back to sleep.

Blake walks home in the fresh morning air. It was lovely to be up early and walking home as the day wakes up, he thinks.

Blake gets home early, as the birds start to sing. He thinks the birds are carolling him home.

“Good job,” Blake says to the birds in the trees. He makes a thumbs up gesture with his hand.

The birds continue to sing.

“I made him happy,” says Blake to the birds. “It’s what life is about.”

The birds sing some more.

Generosity, Blake thinks. Being generous. He laughs to himself as he slides the key in the front door.