Whiskey Breaths

<p>A collection of explicit cowboy-themed erotic shorts featuring everything from sentimental forbidden lovers to regretful romps in the hay. There's something for everyone if everyone is secretly into gay cowboys that is.<br><br><strong>The Stallion I Ride</strong><br><em>Couldn't exactly blame it for lookin' down on me like it was. Not when I was lookin' right back at it with my own eyes half shut body rockin' back n' forth like I was drunk in the saddle and trottin' up a rock ridden mountain.</em></p><p><em>But it wasn't a horse I was ridin'. Nah the moon wouldn't object to somethin' like that. I was ridin' a whole diff'rent kinda beast.</em><br>---<br><strong>Denying the Devil</strong></p><p><em>You liked it when I called you gorgeous didn'chu? Sam raised his face up to meet Tom in the eyes catching a rare glimpse of the man looking happy satisfied and relaxed.</em></p><p><em>Love it when you lie to me he let out a hand lazily drawing circles on Sam's back gently touching and caressing every edge and bead of sweat that he could find.</em></p><p><em>You'd be hard-pressed to find me lyin' to you.</em></p><p>---<br><strong>Breaking Him In</strong></p><p><em>Joe winced laid his hands on Eddie's thighs moved his face to his ear and whispered in a tone so deep and low it made the older one jealous that it hadn't come from himself Just wanna come undone with you.</em></p><p><em>The older one dips his head back a bit reveals his neck and invites the younger to have at it pushes his head in close to the skin as Joe's lips close the gap and land a kiss upon a throbbing artery.</em></p><p>---<br><strong>Wild Things</strong></p><p><em>That sour feelin' growin' in my stomach only lurched when I remembered the night prior. I wasn't disgusted by what we did just disgusted with myself for doin' it.</em></p><p><em>Was I seriously such a damn fool such a touch starved moron that I'd take Jake Wilde my goddamn brother in arms to bed with me?</em></p><p><em>Well too late to tell him goodnight now.</em></p><p>---<br><strong>Whiskey Breaths</strong><br><em>Dave sighed deeply not expecting such an answer. He couldn't keep his eyes from wandering over to the man in front of him slouched over sipping his whiskey his eyes growing dim with guilt and intoxication. Jeb wasn't even looking at him wouldn't look at him and Dave felt like if he did he would steal his soul just like that. It wouldn't take much for the feeling to end up mutual and it terrified them both.</em></p>