Author:  Loganberry

Feedback:  Always Appreciated

Rating:  NC-17

 

Cover Boy

 

“This way Bowdy, yes that’s great…and look over your shoulder, great, perfect.”

 

Bowdy McDonald gave the camera a broad smile and ran his hand down his bare chest and drove his fingers into the top of his jeans.

 

“Nice Bowdy, real nice. Keep it coming.”

 

The tall muscular model played to the camera like he was making love to it.  Placing a booted foot on the box in front of him he straightened up, letting his tight six-pack ripple as he ran his hands back through his auburn hair, pouting with hot pink lips.

 

From the back of the studio, through a mane of long ebony hair, two ice-blue eyes watched the ‘show’.  Cain Gallagher scrutinised every move that the young model made with the eye of a well trained body-guard.  He stood as always, legs slightly spread, hands clasped across his abdomen and right now those well-placed hands were hiding a rather large erection.  The female model Cain was ‘baby-sitting’ sat to his left, screeching at the make-up artist who was desperately trying to fix the girl’s face.  But Cain didn’t hear any of it, all he knew was he needed Bowdy off the set and he needed him now.

 

*****

 

The door to the male changing rooms pushed open.

 

“I’ll be out in a second.”  Bowdy was half way to pulling off his boots when a thick arm closed tightly around his waist and pushed him face first against the wall.

 

“No ya won’t.”  A husky voice whispered in his ear sending a shiver down his spine. “You aint goin’ nowhere.”

 

Cain spun the young model round and pushed him back against the wall roughly.  For a moment a look of surprise and shock crossed the taller man’s face and then a soft pouting smile spread over his features as he gazed at the dark brooding body-guard. 

 

“You fuckin’ little cock-tease.  You’ve been out there all mornin’ poutin’ like a bitch on heat at that camera, knowin’ I was back there.”

 

“I had no idea you were here today, honest.” Bowdy smiled.

 

“Don’t Bow, you know what happens when ya lie ta me.”  Cain pushed up against him, his thick muscular hands resting either side of Bowdy’s head. Even though Cain was a foot shorter in stature, Bowdy felt powerless against the solid frame of this man; but then it wasn’t the first time he’d felt powerless against him.

 

Cain growled as he pushed his face against Bowdy’s neck, nuzzling and licking the soft white flesh.  Bowdy shivered again and moaned as Cain deftly took his earlobe between his teeth and nibbled.  Bowdy could feel Cain’s raging erection pushing against the material of his pants and instantly wanted it in his hand.  But the thought was ripped from his mind as Cain’s hungry mouth found his and a thick wet tongue pushed deep into his mouth.

 

Bowdy’s body felt incredible under his wildly roaming hands.  Cain teased another moan from the younger male as he twisted a hardened nipple between his fingers.  Bowdy bucked against him and Cain felt Bowdy’s hardened cock push into his thigh.  The boy was ready for him.  Roughly he pulled Bowdy from the wall and pushed him against the clothes railing.  As the young model panted and gasped Cain grabbed two scarf’s from the rail and wrapped them around Bowdy’s hands, tying him with arms outstretched to the metal pole.

 

“Do you know what I’ve been thinkin’ about all mornin’?”  Cain growled at Bowdy. “This!”  And before Bowdy had time to reply, Cain grabbed the zipper of Bowdy’s pants and tore at it, wrenching the jeans down in one hard tug.  Bow’s legs buckled for a moment at the brut force.  He stood, tied and naked in front of the hungry Cain, his dick standing to attention as his heart pounded in his chest.

 

Cain was on him before he could think.  Kneeling down between his legs, his long dark hair caressing Bowdy’s inner thighs.  Bow moaned as a hot thick fist palmed his cock and began to rub slowly back and forth.  He tried to spread his legs a little, to let Cain have more of him, but the jeans around his ankles held him in place.

 

“Oh god Cain, yyyeesss, ohhh, pppllease, fuck me.”  He whispered hoarsely.  Cain didn’t have to be asked twice.  He leaned in, taking the hot throbbing tip of Bowdy’s cock into his mouth, licking the salty-sweet drop of pre-cum from the tip as he slid it to the back of his throat.  Bowdy bucked and moaned but Cain didn’t let go.  Reaching up he cupped Bowdy’s balls in his hand and squeezed.  “Oh god yyyesss.”

 

Cain picked up speed, rocking his head back and forth, growling deep in his throat with pleasure, sending vibrations down the length of Bowdy’s solid dick.  His own cock pulled against his jeans and he had no choice but to release himself from his confines.  With one hand cupping Bowdy, his mouth suckling hard and firmly on his lovers dick he wrapped his free hand around his own cock and tugged.  The sensation was unbelievable.  His asshole spasmed and his abdomen tightened as he pumped at his own cherry red dick.  He could feel the cum rising, his balls tightening with every stroke.

 

Bowdy was on the edge too.  He writhed and tugged at his bonds, unable to move against Cain’s incredible mouth.  Cain couldn’t hold back any longer. As he pumped rapidly a fountain of cum shot from his dick covering Bow’s leg.  Bowdy, watching the erotic show, pushed deep into Cain’s mouth and with a wailing scream shot his load into the back of Cain’s throat.  Cain gulped and let the creamy sweetness slid down his throat.

 

****

 

“Don’t ever do that to me again, d’ ya hear.”  Cain whispered with a smirk as he untied Bowdy from the rail, kissing him softly on the cheek.

 

“Come here.”  Bowdy answered, pulling the dark body-guard into his arms and kissing him deeply, tasting his own cum still on Cain’s lips. “I can’t promise I won’t.”  He pouted.  Pulling his jeans up and grabbing a shirt the tall auburn-headed model headed out onto the set as Cain watched him go.

 

“Well maybe just one more time eh?”  Cain murmured after him.