With clear skies
Aiden's eyes flickered. As they slowly opened. The natural light in the room greeted him. He turned in the bed only to find Grayson’s spot empty. He quickly sat up, hoping that Grayson hadn’t run off and left him again. The idea of being alone again made him feel nauseous.
“Grayson,” he called out. He was met with silence. The quiet made his heart sink. The door opened, and Grayson walked in with breakfast in hand.
“You’re awake. I thought I would have been back before you woke up,” Grayson revealed to him.
Just as he closed the door, Aiden kicked the covers back. The naked stud jumped out of the bed. He quickly made his way toward Grayson. His thick flaccid cock swung back and forth like a mighty sword. He took the food from Grayson and placed it on the small desk, and then wrapped his arms around him. The warm embrace took Grayson by surprise, but he welcomed it.
Aiden held him tightly and said, “I thought you had left me.”
“No,” Grayson said as he pulled back. There was something in Aiden’s eyes that was unsettling and emotional. “Aiden, what’s wrong? Let me be there for you like how you’ve been there for me.”
Aiden placed his right hand on the right side of Grayson’s face. He stroked him both lovingly and affectionately. “I’ve been so closed off from people emotionally. After my parents' death, I just liked being alone and at peace with the quiet. Now, you’re here, and the quiet and alone scare me.” He hung his head and rubbed the back of his neck. “I guess I’m not really a bull after all.”
Grayson placed his hand under Aiden’s chin and lifted his head. “You’ll always be my bull, Aiden Sky. It makes sense that you’d keep people at a friendly distance after losing both your parents at such a young age. I appreciate you allowing me to be the first person you let in. I’m honored.”
“Okay,” Aiden began. “Now it’s time for the real question. Burgers or pancakes?” He grinned. Aiden didn’t want to linger in his sorrow for long.
Grayson raised an eyebrow. “It’s 8:30 in the morning.”
“That’s not an answer,” he said playfully.
Grayson shook his head. “Fine. I guess…burgers.”
“Ding! Ding! Ding! Correct, ladies and gentlemen. Now for the real test. Banana or vanilla milkshake?”
Grayson laughed, “Weirdly…banana.”
“Well,” Aiden said as he leaned back. “God clearly favors you.”
They got out into the sunshine. It was a hot and sunny day. The skies were clear and blue. The sun felt good on their skin. They strolled the streets of downtown OKC just talking and enjoying the sights. They talked for hours about tornadoes and childhood pets. Dumb road trip playlist came up. Aiden opened up about what it was like to suddenly have everyone in his old town know his name and be called “the boy who lived.” Grayson couldn’t resist making some Harry Potter jokes about it.
Grayson found himself opening up and telling stories about Braylon. He hadn’t talked about his little brother in years. It felt good to remember the fun times and just be free of all thoughts and worry. He even told Aiden how he used to want to be a singer, but never told anyone.
“Well, you definitely have a voice and there’s music in you,” Aiden said softly.
Grayson went quiet. He wasn’t quite used to the validation. He had done such a wonderful job of keeping people at a distance. It felt odd to have someone be close.
“You sang in the truck when I turned the music up that time to drown you out. When Adam was still riding with us. That Jewel song was on.”
Grayson laughed. “We were both being assholes.”
The fairground blinked to life in the twilight of Oklahoma. String lights draped like stars across booths, and the scent of funnel cakes and fried pickles hung thick in the summer air. Aiden had the biggest grin on his face the moment they walked through the gates.
“Can’t believe you grew up here and never once came to the Oklahoma County Fair. It’s unlike any other fair.”
Grayson took a look around. His eyes landed on the man in a corn costume doing the worm on a hay bale. He looked at Aiden. “You’re proud of this, huh?”
“Come on,” Aiden nudged him, “don’t act like this isn’t secretly the second best thing to happen to you since getting on that plane.”
“And what would have been the first?”
“Meeting me,” he answered with a charming grin plastered across his face.
Grayson shook his head as the corner of his mouth curved up. He was unguarded, uncomfortable, but safer than he had ever felt in his entire life.
Aiden pulled him to the ring toss. Grayson missed every single time and called it a scam. They shared a cherry snow cone that stained both their tongues red. They debated over whether deep-fried Oreos counted as a spiritual experience. Aiden convinced Grayson to try the “Tilt-a-Whirl,” and Grayson screamed so hard he lost his voice for five minutes.
“You okay?’ Aden asked after, laughing so hard he had to lean on a fence post.
Grayson glared at him with his eyes wild and his curly hair wind-blown. “I hope you get struck by lightning.”
“You say that as if you haven’t struck me already,” Aiden said with a wink. He leaned in closer and placed his hand on the right side of Grayson’s cheek.
As the night progressed, the fair slowed. The lights shimmered above them. Music drifted from the stage. A young girl with a powerful voice was performing a cover of “Out of Oklahoma” by Lainey Wilson. Couples danced in pairs on a plywood platform covered in string lights.
“Ever dance at the fair before?” Aiden asked.
“Nope.” Grayson stood at the edge of the dancing crowd. Something soft and innocent flickered in his eyes. He turned to Aiden. “I want to.”
Aiden smiled and held his hand out. Grayson took it, and Aiden pulled him into the open space. They swayed slowly, slightly awkward at first. They could feel people staring at them. An interracial queer couple dancing in the bible belt. The secret judgment enforced the safety they felt with each other. Aiden’s hand dropped to Grayson’s lower back. Grayson's arm draped over Aiden’s shoulder. A perfect moment for two very imperfect individuals.
The Ferris wheel turned slowly in the background. A light breeze kicked up dust. Fireworks popped faintly in the distance. The sky was illuminated with small bursts of gold and blue. The song ended, and they refused to step back from one another.
“You make it feel easy to be with you. I have feelings for you, Aiden. They are real and deep.”
“I know. I can feel you when you enter a room. When you leave, it’s going to be hard for me.”
Grayson smiled and said, “Just step outside, and you can feel me in the breeze. I’ll always be by your side, Aiden Sky.”
The two of them walked hand in hand, just enjoying the night. They stumbled across a mechanical bull. It stood in the center of a ring of hay bales, blinking red lights at the base, and a cluster of teens cheering at a kid who flew off in under two seconds. Aiden stopped in his tracks. A devilish smile spread across his face.
“Oh, this is happening.”
“HA,” Grayson said as he let go of Aiden’s hand and slowly backed away. “No. Absolutely not. No fucking way! That’s not safe.”
“Exactly. You don’t ride for safety. You do ride it for glory. I mean, since when don’t you ride a bull?”
Grayson squinted his eyes. “That’s not the same, and you know it.”
Aiden stepped behind him and placed his hands on Grayson’s shoulders. “Come on, Storm. Do it for me. Full cowboy fantasy. I can coach how to ride it better than you’ve ever ridden before. Just think of how you’ll be able to ride the beast between my legs afterwards.
Grayson chuckled, “I’m so going to regret this. Shit!”
Moments later, Grayson straddled the bull awkwardly. He shot Aiden a look. Every part of him wanted to get off the bull and just run away.
“Storm, elbows in! Loosen your hips! Be a leaf in the wind.”
“Not comforting, Aiden.”
The buzzer sounded!
The bull jerked to life. It lurched sideways like it wanted to throw Grayson into the middle of next week. His arms flailed, his body jerked like a ragdoll, but he held on. Grayson gritted his teeth, and his knees tightened. He laughed and screamed all at once. He could hear people cheering. The loudest voice was his favorite voice…Aiden. In the back of the crowd of people, he saw Adam watching with a smile. The twink still looked innocent and bubbly.
“Ride it! You beautiful storm,” Aiden shouted.
Eight seconds! He lasted eight full seconds. The bull tossed him. Grayson flew off and landed in a pile of hay. His limbs were splayed, chest heaving with adrenaline and laughter. Aiden knelt by his side.
“You good?”
“I feel like I just fought a demon.”
Aiden grinned. “Guess what? You won.”
“I can’t remember the last time I felt this alive.”
“Well, today is the start of you always feeling alive.”
The hay still clung to Grayson as they stood just beyond the noise near some food trucks. They were lost in each other’s eyes. There was a pull between them that seemed to grow deeper and become stronger with each passing moment they spent together. Aiden stepped closer to him. It was that kind of closeness that suggests you’ve met the person to end the night with.
Aiden reached out and brushed the hay out of Grayson’s hair. His fingers lingered for longer than they needed against his temple. Grayson closed his eyes for a second, and then he opened them. A small but revealing smile spread across his chocolate face.
“Perfect.” Aiden’s voice was low, just above a whisper. “How about we go see the top of the world?”
The Ferris wheel groaned gently as it turned. Aiden and Grayson sat side by side. Their knees brushed together. They made it to the top when the ride suddenly paused. It left them suspended and weightless above it all.
“They have to do this on purpose,” Grayson said as he glanced over the edge.
“Absolutely. It’s the part where you’re supposed to kiss the person next to you or just panic and jump out. Depending on how things are going.”
Aiden wrapped his arm around Grayson and pulled him closer. Their heads rested together. The stars above them seemed to shine brighter. The cool air of the night wrapped them in something special. The quiet was made all the more powerful because it was shared between them.
“Grayson, sing me a song. It can be anything. It can be something you wrote. I just want to hear your voice.”
Grayson hesitated for a moment, and then he finally sang…
“I used to dream of what it would mean
Being in love, dancing to a whole scene
But not every movie is what it seems
No matter what the world believes
I read our story between the scenes
And I’m not afraid of
The storm in your eyes
I’m not afraid of what’s beyond the horizon
You can feel my grip tighten
Cause my love will only brighten
I see the storm in your eyes
And it’s a brilliant surprise.”
“Hopefully that wasn’t too much,” Grayson said nervously.
He turned and looked at Aiden. The cowboy’s eyes were watery. Aiden quickly pulled Grayson in for a kiss. Their lips met, and it felt like fireworks exploded inside of them. Passion flowed between them. The Ferris wheel resumed moving, and the two of them continued kissing under the stars.
***
Grayson sat on the bed. He was allowing his naked body to air dry from the shower. The bathroom door opened, and Aiden walked out. Water rolled down his flesh like a ride at an amusement park.
“Shower felt amazing,” Aiden confessed as he pulled the towel from around his waist.
Aiden stood at the foot of the bed with water dripping down his muscled body. He had the towel to his face, drying his hair. His long cock hung to the left. It looked so tasty. Grayson couldn’t resist having it in his mouth. He crawled over to the edge of the bed. He opened his mouth and swallowed the head of Aiden’s cock. Aiden gasped as he dropped the towel. He looked down at Grayson with a smile.
“You love that cock don’t you?” Aiden asked as he raised an eyebrow. It was sexy as fuck.
“MMM MMM,” Grayson groaned in approval as he worked Aiden’s pole.
The stud wrapped his arm around the back of Grayson’s head and began to fuck his throat. Those massive hanging balls tapped Grayson’s chin over and over. The man opened his mouth wider and allowed Aiden to stretch his throat out. Aiden slid every inch of his cock into Grayson’s mouth. The head of Aiden’s cock touched the back of Grayson’s throat. He held his dick there and made it throb. Grayson gagged briefly around it.
Aiden chuckled and told him, “I love it when you choke on it, baby.”
He inhaled oxygen through his nose and gave his jaws and throat a squeeze that rocked Aiden’s pleasure points. Aiden resumed rock his hips back and forth fucking the man’s mouth and throat. Grayson placed both his hands on Aiden’s tight ass and held him in place. He tightened the seal of lips around the velvety flesh of Aiden’s dick. Soft moans flowed from Aiden and followed by deep grunts from Grayson.
Aiden pulled his cock from Grayson’s mouth and had him turn around and point his chocolate ass into the air. Grayson made his cakes shake and his tight hole wink at Aiden. Those big, manly hands ran across those smooth cheeks. Aiden ran his thumb across the pucker. His touch made Grayson shiver. There was something in the way Aiden touched him that just made everything feel better.
Aiden got on his knees and took hold of those cakes. He pushed his face in between them. His thick tongue rolled across the pucker, and then it made circles around the ring. Grayson let out a sigh, and Aiden began to feast on him. He pushed his tongue inside and let it wag back and forth inside of him.
“You taste so fucking good. Push that ass out for me,” he instructed.
“Fuck,” Grayson uttered.
He pushed more of his ass back. More of Aiden’s thick tongue eased inside of him. He slapped those cheeks and buried himself deep between those dark cakes. He removed his tongue and pushed his middle finger inside and twisted it. The inferno inside of Grayson ass the single best feeling in the world. Aiden pushed his finger deeper inside of him. Grayson began to bounce back and forth on Aiden’s finger. He could feel the warmth and liquid in his ass.
“Fuck me, baby. Please,” Grayson cried.
Aiden couldn’t say no to him. He stood up and lined his incredible thick cock up with Grayson’s hole. He pushed and his cock slid inside of the man. They gasped as every inch slowly disappeared. Grayson felt his walls expand and contrast around Aiden’s cock. The feeling was so intense. He loved every second of it. Aiden kissed the back of his neck and wrapped his arms around Grayson’s waist.
He began to pick up the pace. He fucked him like he belonged to him. Aiden’s dick began to slid in and out of the man. You could hear the sound of Aiden’s pelvis slamming into Grayson’s backside. Moans filled the space and Grayson began to throw his ass back on Aiden’s dick. That beast of a cock stretched him like so deliciously.
“Give it to me. Let me take you,” Aiden whispered as he ran his hands along Grayson’s spinal cord.
His cock dug deeper inside of him. That hole began to moisten, and suddenly it was dripping wet. IT throbbed and pulsated around Aiden’s member. It slipped out, and juices flowed from Grayson’s gaping hole. Aiden flipped onto his back and spread his legs wide open. His cock slid back inside of Grayson. Aiden began to nail him. He leaned down and planted his lips against Grayson’s tasty lips.
“You’re mine,” he growled. It wasn’t a question. It was a bold declaration.
As they kissed Aiden fucked him harder and harder. His cock twisted and screwed with muscle and fiber of his being. He plowed through that chocolate ass and rearranged Grayson’s inside with every hot and steamy thrust. Aiden threw his head back as Grayson’s soft anal muscles flexed around his cock. Sweat began to pour off them. He fucked harder, faster, and deeper. The sound of flesh clapping and bodies sticking together sent tingles through anyone who could hear them.
Grayson cried out, “FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”
Aiden gave him what he wanted. He fucked him hard. His cock drilled into him like a power tool. That hole was throbbing and swollen. The bull had come out, and Grayson knew just how to handle it. Aiden wrapped his hand around Grayson’s cock and began to stroke. He wanted to take Grayson every way he could think of. His dick beat through those walls.
Aiden exclaimed, “Squeeze them walls around this here cock. Yes! Just like that.”
He did what was asked of him and squeezed those anal walls harder. Grayson cock leaked precum all over him. Aiden moved in and out of him with purpose. His body glistened from the sweat pouring from him. He was in his element. His cock was singing to Grayson’s body and insides. Grayson was willing to hear Aiden’s song. His own body sang a song that only Aiden could understand. The bed squeaked, and Grayson’s dark body rocked back and forth.
The pounding grew louder. Aiden fucked into that tight hole harder. His nails dug into Grayson’s flesh. He stroked Grayson’s cock faster and made the man’s body squirm underneath him. Grayson’s toes curled, and his eyes rolled. His cock throbbed in Aiden’s hand and then it erupted with hot cum. His hole pulsed repeatedly around Aiden’s cock. Aiden couldn’t take the feelings. It was like sensory overload for his cock. He slammed deep inside of Grayson. He cried out hundreds of profanities as his cock released his semen completely inside of Grayson.
He pulled his cock out of Grayson and instructed him to push it out. Grayson pushed and his puffy hole opened and the cum dripped from him. Aiden dropped to his knees licked, sucked, and slurped the cum from Grayson’s hole.
HOURS LATER…
The two men slept peacefully, wrapped in the warm embrace of one another. The TV flickered in the background. It was 5 am, and the world was resting. Then the volume on the TV went up a notch.
The meteorologist's voice:
“We’re tracking an unusual system moving across the Texas panhandle. Multiple rotations embedded, extremely high dew points, and a surface low that continues to deepen…”
A map flashed on the screen. A spiral of red and purple blooming over western Oklahoma.
“Models are now aligning on what may be a historic event. We’re talking high-end supercell development, tornadic activity possible throughout the entire day, beginning at any moment now.”
Grayson stirred in his sleep. Aiden’s arms instinctively tightened around him.
“This system has the potential to produce long-track tornadoes, including the rare EF-5 classification. Anyone in the warning area, please make a plan now.”
The wind outside picked up.
The meteorologist's voice grew more urgent:
“This is not a drill. This is not your average spring or summer storm. We’re looking at conditions we haven’t seen in years…maybe decades. This is a once-in-a-century type of storm. This is the kind of day that changes everything.”
The screen dimmed, and then it went out. Subconsciously, a sleeping Grayson reached for Aiden’s hand under the sheets. Their fingers intertwined again.
Somewhere outside, miles and miles away, the sky began to break up. With clear skies, the world is ripped apart! I hope you're ready for what comes next...
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