Chapter 22

Brendan broke the embrace. He led Diablo to a grassy area and took off his bridle. The big stallion lowered his head and grazed on the lush vegetation that grew beside the water. Adam followed suit with Betsy.

“They won’t run off?” Adam asked, not really concerned about the answer.

“No, they’ll stay put. Not often they get rich, green stuff like this to eat. Almost as good to them as your lips taste to me.”

Brendan walked over to Adam and took him in his arms once more. After a prolonged kiss, Adam turned away and Brendan wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close as they stood on the rim of the lake. Adam could feel Brendan’s manhood pressed through the fabric of his jeans against his ass. He covered Brendan’s hands with his own and pushed them down until they were caressing his slowly erecting cock. Adam leaned back against his cowboy while Brendan mouthed and kissed his neck.

For several minutes they stood like this, just experiencing each other and the setting.