Epilogue James

Two Months Later

"You know, seeing you this happy is sort of unnerving," Adam said as he sat back in the patio chair, a margarita balanced in his left hand. "This boy must be good for you."

"It's amazing how far being a decent person goes these days," I chimed in, smiling as always.

"Better you than me, honey," Adam grinned. "I do my best not to be nice to anyone."

"You're nice to me," Rowan added.

"Yeah, but being mean to you is the equivalent of kicking a shelter dog and I just can't bring myself to do that."

"You're right," I nodded. "Big dog energy with this one."

"Absolutely."

Rowan seemed confused. "You guys think I'm like a dog?"

"In the best ways, Booboo," Adam said. "You're food motivated, you like to cuddle, and you're pretty happy with just keeping things simple. It's like a himbo but with more tail wagging."

"I don't have a tail…"

"But he does wag," I said, glancing over at Adam. "When he wants something or he gets excited, he does this little butt wiggle and it's so cute."

"Oh my god! I've seen him do that now that you mention it!"

Both of us were laughing, mostly at his expense. But it was all in good fun. Rowan on the other hand looked like he was regretting ever letting Adam meet me. The two of us got along a lot better than I expected. I knew that best friends could be a little protective sometimes and I wouldn't have blamed Adam for that. But the moment he stepped foot inside the cabin and made some sassy remark, I countered him almost immediately. He gave me a good once over, nodded in respect, and we'd been basically best friends ever since.

And then we proceeded to pick on Rowan for the rest of the night. It was good fun and I could tell Rowan secretly enjoyed it. Seeing the two important people in his life getting along was worth the small amount of harassment.

The past two months had nearly flown by. One night I was standing on top of a dune telling him I loved him and then it was suddenly two months later. But we were still so disgustingly in love that every day felt like another day in paradise. Rowan really was my everything and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'd never met someone so perfect before.

Sure, we had our moments where we had to slow down and explain something to one another. But nearly all of it was because I was his first boyfriend. There were questions that came up that he had no context for and I was more than happy to talk him through it.

However, we never fought, we never raised our voices, and there was such a level of care and respect between us that I was nearly bowled over by it on a daily basis. It made me realize that all the men I'd dated before Rowan were absolute dogs. But in the bad way. They were like junkyard dogs trained to fight and dominate anything they came across. But Rowan was like a Labrador that was just happy to be included.

When I first met him, he'd been in a constant state of depression and moodiness. But over the past couple of months he'd been getting a little bit happier with every passing day. The grumpiness wore off and soon I found him smiling for no reason at all. Sometimes I liked to pretend it was all my doing, that I was the one that brought him out of the storm he'd been weathering. But I had to give a lot more credit to him.

Rowan had found his calling. And pretty quickly too. When he first quit his job, he started going on a lot of hikes around the area. Well, on a whim, he began taking pictures and recording small snippets along the way because he was so enthusiastic about how beautiful the dunes and the beaches were. Well, after getting a little attention online, he started making videos with more purpose. Thanks to his marketing background and some targeted ads, his following had quickly expanded. Already he was getting offers to sponsor products in his videos and he had a blog that was making money. A blog. I thought those had been dead for years, but Rowan made it work somehow. The man was quickly becoming a hiking influencer, which was a crazy thing to ever say out loud, and we traveled every weekend up and down the shoreline looking for places to make his next video. I even got to be in a couple of them.

So now, on top of being successful in the most unexpected way ever, Rowan was only getting more buff with the constant exercise. He was fit to begin with, but he was quickly approaching model status and that was equally wonderful and terrifying. Sometimes I felt like I had to beat off both men and women with a stick while we were out hiking. But he never gave them the time of day. He had eyes only for me and that was such an incredible feeling.

"Well," Adam said at last, slapping his knees in that Midwestern way that let me know he was ready to go home. "I've got a bit of a drive back so I should probably get going."

"You're more than welcome to stay if you want," Rowan offered.

"And sleep where?"

"You could sleep in the sex swing," I offered.

Adam glanced at me, a mischievous look in his eye. "Oh, I have a feeling that's going to be busy tonight. So I think I'll just head home."

I gave him a wink. "That's my plan."

"Oh my god…" Rowan sighed, shaking his head.

"Don't act so embarrassed. Now you've got two gay guys in your life. We're gonna talk."

"He's right," I nodded. "Nothing is a secret now."

"Oh, I want every detail."

"I'll text you."

Rowan, beet red and obviously embarrassed within and inch of his life, led Adam to the front yard to see him off. I followed close behind, grinning the entire way. We all said our goodbyes and Adam was getting into his car before he stopped and called out to Rowan.

"Do me a favor," he said.

"Yeah?"

Adam gestured to the pair of us. "Don't fuck this up. This guy's the real deal. I only hope I end up so lucky in the future."

"Come stay for a while and I bet you will," I replied. "Boner Beach is a magical place. You never know what you might find there. A good-looking dude like you should have an easy time getting anything you want."

"I might take you up on that."

"Anytime. Just let us know when you're coming and I'll make sure I set up some dates."

"See?" Adam said, looking back at Rowan. "He's a good fucking guy! Take good care of him!"

Rowan nodded, pulling me in tight. "I'll do my best."

"You better."

With one last wave, Adam got in his car and headed back down the driveway. We watched him turn to the north and disappear out of sight. I stood there for a long moment, my arm snaked around Rowan's waist. Gently I worked my fingers under the waistband of his shorts, grabbing a handful of his bare ass and squeezing it gently.

"Hey!"

"Hey yourself," I smiled, leaning against him. "Don't act like you don't like it."

He pulled me close, his hand slipping down my pants in turn and palmed my entire ass cheek with his big man paw. I couldn't help but shudder in delight at his touch.

"Seems like someone likes to have the favor returned."

"You know you can always touch me any way that you want. My body is yours."

"I like the sound of that."

His hand slipped down further and I felt his finger slip between my cheeks, gently caressing my hole. My cock gave a heavy twitch and began to lengthen down the leg of my shorts. It was only a matter of seconds before I was standing there in the driveway with a full tent.

Rowan pulled his hand back, and I thought he'd take me inside. Instead, he slipped his middle finger into his mouth, got it nice and wet, and returned it to my hole. I felt myself practically melt into him as he did three or four slow circles before slipping the first digit inside me.

"Oh fuck…" I gasped, my fingers pulling at his shirt as I tried to stabilize myself. "Did having your friend over make you that horny?"

"No. But listening to you talk about getting fucked in that sex swing did."

His finger slid in up to the second digit and he started to massage the furthest edge of my prostate.

"Fuck!" I had to gasp for breath. "I… I didn't think it would have such… such an effect!"

"Well, you've started this now," he replied, looking down at me. "And since you've made it clear that your body is mine, I plan to use it to my own satisfaction tonight."

I thought about all the leftovers still on the front porch. "What a-about d-dinner?"

"Let the raccoons have it," he grinned. "I've got more important things to eat." He leaned down, kissing me so hard that my lips ached. "Like your ass."

I was practically a puddle already, but that line made my knees give out entirely. Rowan didn't miss a beat as he picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder. As soon as I was up there, he pulled my shorts down and slid his finger back inside me, forcing a guttural moan from my lips. He just laughed to himself and carried me inside, kicking the door shut behind us.

There was no point in asking where he was taking me. When he turned to the right and headed for the second bedroom, my suspicions were validated. He really hadn't been kidding about the sex swing.

When I made that off-handed comment, the last thing I expected was for him to follow through with it. We'd been spending most of our time in the cabin for the past two months, but had yet to explore that particular piece of furniture. Not that I hadn't thought about it every single night that I stayed over, but it just never felt like the right time to ask. After all, the sex swing belonged to his friend and that could be a little awkward. However, I had a feeling that Adam's encouragement to use it had been the permission Rowan finally needed.

And now I was the one that was gonna be suspended like a baked ham and fucked until I could see straight.

It sounded goddamn amazing.

By the time Rowan placed me in the swing, he was already up to the knuckle in my ass. As he pulled his finger out, I moaned pathetically, missing the feel of his thickness inside me already.

"Don't worry, baby," he said, brushing a dark lock off my forehead. "I'm gonna give you all the cock you can take tonight. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be so fucking full of my cum that you won't be able to think."

I could feel myself practically drooling thinking about that.

"You're gonna fuck me more than once?"

He leaned close, his intense stare sending a shiver up my spine. "I'm gonna fuck you until the sun comes up."

Another shudder of delight. "P-Promise?"

He smiled, kissing me softly. "Promise." He gave me one last kiss. "Take your shirt off while I go grab my supplies."

"Supplies?"

"Shirt off," he commanded.

There was that dominant edge to his voice again, and I fucking loved it. Forgetting my questions, I did as I was told, tossing my shirt to the floor. After that I lifted my legs and put them in the stirrups, my fingered hole spread wide for him the moment he returned. Part of me wanted to reach down and continue what he'd started, but he hadn't given me permission to do that. Plus there was no point in rushing anything. If we were going to fuck all night, then it was probably best to take things slow.

But secretly, I hoped I wouldn't be able to walk by dawn.

I sat there in the swing, listening to Rowan shut the cabin up for the night. Out the open window I could see the stars starting to pop into existence one by one in the night sky. It was such a beautiful night, and we had the place entirely to ourselves. With no nearby neighbors, I fully planned on moaning like a cheap slut the entire night.

Rowan returned a few minutes later and as I turned to look at him, my jaw hit the floor. He was completely naked, his cock already at attention with a bead of pre-cum gathering at the tip. In his arms was a towel piled with a few essential items, mainly lube. However, that wasn't what made my jaw drop.

He was wearing a black leather chest harness I'd never seen before.

"Where the fuck did you get that?!" I cried, my cock throbbing in excitement.

"I drove up to Traverse City earlier in the week and got it at a shop." He turned to the side, showing off how well it hugged his tight physique. "I thought you might like it."

Now I really was drooling. "I fucking love it."

He gave me a wink. "It'll give you something to hang on to while I'm fucking your brains out all night."

"Yes sir."

He did a double take. "Oh. That… I liked that."

We were learning so much about each other. "Well, then I guess you better get started, sir," I said, stressing that last word. "My hole is in desperate need of your care."

He growled under his breath. "I guess I better get started then."

Before I could prepare myself, Rowan dropped down to his knees, his face all but disappearing behind my crotch. All I could see was the top of his head and feel his touch as his fingers danced over my thighs.

And then I felt his tongue, hot and wet against my aching, needy hole. I bucked at the sudden flood of sensation, but the stirrups held me in place. My hands twisted around the handles above me, the leather and fabric squeaking under the pressure. A low moan filled the room, echoing from deep in my chest. No matter how many times Rowan ate my ass, it was always a mind blowing experience. In fact, he"d only managed to get better at it, constantly one upping himself.

Spread wide with nowhere to go, I just leaned back, letting him work his magic. He started with slow up and down strokes before swapping them out with a series of quick flicks. Then, when he had me practically writhing in ecstasy, he leaned into it, using his chin to increase the pressure as he pushed his tongue deeper inside me. I couldn"t help crying out, my sounds growing pathetic and desperate. The longer he ate my ass, the more I needed his cock inside me. My hole aches for his cum and I never felt quite complete without it dripping down my ass.

"Please," I begged, doing everything I could to get his attention. "I need you to fuck me. Please!"

"You need it that bad, huh?"

"Yes, sir!" I whined. "I need you to breed me! I want your cum deep in my ass!"

His head popped up over my throbbing cock, a wide grin on his face. "Alright. But you can't touch yourself."

I nodded feverishly. "Whatever you say, sir."

"Keep your hands in those straps."

I laced my hands through, grabbing hold of them both. "Yes, sir."

"Good boy."

Pulling himself to his feet, Rowan position himself between my legs, the heat of his throbbing cock pulsing against my hole. He grabbed it by the base, smearing his pre-cum over my hole. Sure, there was a bottle of lube sitting on the table beside us, but he wasn't going to need it. Thanks to his rimming and the copious amounts of pre-cum he created, there was no need to get it out. And for every round after that, I'd already be pumped full of his cum. That, of course, was the best lube in the world.

"You want this fat cock?" he asked, rubbing his cockhead against my hole in tantalizing circles. I could see the hunger in his eyes and it turned me on even more.

"Please," I begged. "Please, sir. I need your cock so bad."

He smiled, rocking his hips forward so that his thick head pressed against my hole, stretching it ever so slightly.

"Please!" I said again, this time more earnestly. "I need it so bad…"

"Don't worry," he replied, leaning down to give me a sloppy kiss. He pulled back, patting the side of my face with enough force to let me know he was in charge. "You're gonna get all I can give you."

And before I could say anything else, he took a step forward and buried himself to the hilt.

The sudden rush of intensity through my body made me cry out. My hole stretched quickly, allowing all of him in as he pushed all the way to my second ring. A tidal wave of pleasure crashed over me and I let out a long sighing moan. This was exactly where I wanted to be, practically strapped into this sex swing and being absolutely fucking abused by this beautiful man and his thick cock.

I was in heaven.

Then Rowan began to fuck me. Tingles that I didn't know I could have ran up and down my spine. My skin broke out in goosebumps and my hole flexed of its own accord, hugging Rowan's cock every time he pulled back. Meanwhile he'd wrapped his hands around my thighs, using the motion of the swing to not only pull back, but slam himself to the hilt with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass in just the right way, filling the room with the sounds of beautiful rough man fucking.

It didn't take long for me to get completely lost in the sauce. The delight and satisfaction filling me up made me drunk with lust. Not to mention, the way Rowan pounded my prostate was enough to make me forget who I was entirely. Pre-cum soaked my belly as my cock flopped back and forth with each thrust of his hips. My head hung limply against the small leather pillow, moans I had no control over spilling out of me. Everything around me disappeared. Everything except Rowan, those intense brown eyes of his watching my every move, and that thick cock driving me to the edge of oblivion with every thrust.

I laid there, letting him use my body just like he wanted me to. We'd moved past the point of talking dirty or trying to turn each other on. Now there was only the task at hand and making one another feel as good as possible. Rowan angled his hips a little more, making sure that every push meant his cockhead thudded over my prostate, forcing even more pre-cum from my already aching cock.

How long it went on, I wasn't sure. All I knew was that at some point there was a shift in his pace. His thrusts got closer together, and I felt his cock swell inside me. At the same time the intense grinding against my prostate seemed to build, and I felt that familiar tingle building in my balls. All at once the world became crystal clear once more and I looked at him with a single-minded focus.

"Breed me," I commanded, my hands still gripping the straps. "Breed me so I can cum."

He grinned. "Anything you say, baby."

Rowan's grip tightened on my thighs to the point where I knew he'd leave bruises. But I didn't care. He pounded me as hard as he could, his cock assaulting my body in the most exquisite ways. I felt him push past my second ring, pulling the most needy and pathetic sounds out of me that I'd ever heard. My body tensed around him, hugging his shaft tightly as my own orgasm built at the base of my cock.

"You ready?" he asked, his voice shaking.

"Breed me, please!"

Another three strokes was all it took before Rowan cried out, forcing himself as deep inside me as he could go. A searing wave of heat flooded my insides, his cum filling me to the brim. The feeling of his balls unloading and his cock pulsing deep in my ass pushed me to the edge at the same time. I pulled my legs out of the stirrups, wrapped them around his waist, and forced him deeper inside me as I cried out, coating my torso in my own seed. The first shot went further than the rest, striping hot sticky cum across my face. I licked it off my lips greedily, not caring who it came from. I just needed more inside me.

A moment passed as the pair of us heaved together, breathless from our mutual orgasms. Eventually Rowan collapsed against me, smearing my cum between us and all over his brand new chest harness. I pulled my hands out of the straps and grabbed the harness, pulling him further up on top of me.

"I didn't get to hold your harness," I said weakly, my voice shaking.

"Next round," he panted. "You can do whatever you like."

"I like it when you order me around," I laughed.

"I noticed."

Another thirty seconds of panting.

"Thank you, Rowan," I said, lifting his chin and kissing him deeply. "Thank you for being so wonderful."

"Sure," he smiled, still drunk from the sex. "Thanks for putting up with my dumb ass."

"It's my pleasure." I wiggled my butt, shifting his still hard cock in my ass until he groaned happily. "Literally."

"You already want round two?"

"You promised me all night long."

He nodded. "And I meant it." Another kiss was exchanged. "Just let me hydrate for a minute. I need a Gatorade or something."

"Bring me one too."

"But you have to let me go first," he said, pulling against my legs that were still locked around his waist.

I couldn't help a grin. "No."

"No?"

"Not until I tell you a secret."

He leaned down close. "What secret?"

"That I love you more than anything in the world."

Rowan's soft brown eyes lit up, shifting into a look I saw that first night I told him that and many times since. And one I hoped to see for the rest of my life.

"I love you too, baby."

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