Thunder of God
Grayson jumped up out of his sleep. His reaction disturbed Aiden from his slumber. The cowboy glanced over at Grayson. He looked pale, and sweat was pouring from his forehead. Aiden quickly comforted him. All he wanted was to shower Grayson with love and affection.
“You okay? What’s wrong?” He asked.
“Braylon. I dreamed about him,” he confessed.
“Was it a bad dream? Like the night he died?”
Grayson exhaled. “No. That’s just it. It was different. He wasn’t in any danger, but I knew he wasn’t alive. He spoke to me. He said my name. I tried to reach out and touch him, but the more I tried to touch him, the further away he seemed, which makes no sense because he was right in front of me.”
“Maybe it’s you being back home. It may be triggering all those old feelings and emotions in you again.” Aiden tried to offer some sort of explanation that would help.
Grayson turned and looked at him. He gave Aiden a gentle yet warm smile. “Maybe you’re right. Kiss me so I know that this is all real right now.”
Aiden smiled and licked his lips. “I’m gonna do a hell of a lot more than just kiss you.”
Aiden sucked Grayson’s lips into his mouth. Their tongues slid around inside of each other’s mouths. Aiden moved his finger down Grayson's chest and stomach as they kissed. His finger slid along the shaft of Grayson’s swollen penis. The sensation caused the penis to twitch and jump. They broke from their kiss, and their eyes lingered on one another like a storm meeting the atmosphere.
“Have I told you I love you?” Aiden asked.
Grayson smiled with his grey eyes and nodded his head. “I know I haven’t said it yet. I’m scared, but I will eventually. Just know I feel the same way about you.”
Aiden whispered seductively, “I know you do, Storm. I can feel it in the way you kiss me, look at me, and touch me.”
Aiden’s finger resumed moving. It brushed across Grayson’s balls and then along his taint. It came to a rest right against that tight pucker. Grayson inhaled, and Aiden pushed his finger inside of him. He slowly began to work his finger in and out of Grayson’s hole. He pressed his lips against Grayson’s lips and kissed him once again. The man’s tight hole twitched.
Aiden pulled away and moved downward. He took hold of Grayson's throbbing member and took it into his mouth. His long tongue swirled around the head, lapping up precum. He then swallowed the shaft, and Grayson let out a deep sigh. Aiden moved his head up and down, and Grayson thrust his hips up, meeting him. The feeling of Aiden’s lips wrapped around his pole was so special and erotic to him. He could feel Aiden’s tongue lapping around his flesh. That finger continued to move in and out of his anus. The combination of the two was a powerful thing. Grayson didn’t ever want it to end.
Aiden pulled off and smiled up at him. Grayson quickly moved in between Aiden’s legs. He took that hefty white cock in his hands. He gave it a stroke. It was throbbing and ready for action. He wrapped his lips around the swollen member. He quickly went to work coating the entire thing with saliva. His tongue rolled around the shaft and then across those big, beautiful balls. He sucked it like a lollipop. It was delicious and deserving of all the attention in the world.
Aiden began to thrust his hips up. He fucked Grayson’s mouth with a perfect tempo. He fed him just the right amount of cock. Grayson pulled it out of his mouth and spat on it. He used his hand to stroke it, covering it in spit and then he resumed sucking on it.
“Baby, sit on my face,” Aiden requested with a gentle passion.
Grayson swung his body. He sat on Aiden’s face. Aiden’s tongue breached his hole as he continued to suck on that cock. Aiden swiped his tongue over and across Grayson’s rosebud. He pushed it in and lapped at that pink meat inside. Grayson rolled his body, burying Aiden’s face in his ass. He pushed out, and more of Aiden’s thick tongue slid in. Aiden darted his tongue in and out of him as best he could. Grayson felt his hole open up. He nibbled around the head of Aiden’s cock.
“Fuck,” Grayson moaned.
“I could eat you for the rest of my life,” Aiden told him.
Grayson rolled onto his hands and knees. Aiden moved behind him and ran his hand over that tight, wet pucker. Aiden pushed that fat mushroom head of his against the entrance. Grayson pushed back, and then it popped inside of him. Aiden let out sexy ass sigh as those hot walls wrapped around his cock and began to massage it. He took hold of Grayson’s hips and watched in amazement as the man tossed his ass back on him. His cock moved in and out of that wet hole.
“Pussy so fucking good,” Aiden said as he slapped Grayson on the ass.
Grayson’s booty bounced and clapped as Aiden gave him a proper dick down. That thick cock moved in and out his warm and wet tunnel with ease. Aiden ran the length of his tongue across the back of Grayson’s neck and then over his shoulders. He pushed the man face down. Grayson arched his back and Aiden fucked him harder. Grayson bounced and rocked back and forth. His ass shook like jelly. His hard cock rubbed against the sheets on the bed.
Grayson moaned, “Fuck me deeper. Hit my spot.”
Aiden’s balls slammed into Grayson’s taint over and over. They moaned and groaned for one another. Their bodies broke out into a sweat. Grayson’s ass flexed around the massive cock. He milked Aiden’s perfect dick. He fucked back on the man’s cock like a naughty expert. They rolled and Grayson found himself riding Aiden’s cock. He bounced up and down on it.
Aiden cuffed those fat cheeks in both hands and helped him bounce up and down faster. Grayson moved like a pro. He rode his bull with passion, zest, and sensuality. Aiden spread his legs wider and fucked up into the man. He pounded him deep. Grayson took that cock like a good boy. He gave it as well as he took it.
“You take my cock so fucking well,” Aiden told him with a smile.
Grayson leaned back on the dick. He stroked his fat cock as he rode the man. Aiden wrapped his arms underneath Grayson’s legs and spread them. He had him stretched wide. Grayson slid halfway off Aiden, but the bull kept fucking up into him. He ran his hands up and down Grayson's torso. Grayson rolled his hips and took more of Aiden’s dick. Grayson took hold of his cock and began to stroke.
Just as he started to feel the cum rise, Aiden flipped him on his back. He quickly slid his thickness back inside that tight ass. He moved in and out of him. His hips rose and fell as he power fucked Grayson. The two men kissed. Their tongues shared an intimate dance as the bed moved across the floor. Aiden plowed into him harder and harder. Grayson stroked his cock faster and faster. The feeling of a perfect climax rapidly approached. Aiden pounded into him. Grayson’s toes curled, and he shut his eyes tight. His abs tightened and the muscles in his anus throbbed.
Grayson screamed, “FUCK!”
His cock erupted. He painted himself with his hot cum. Aiden smiled as he continued to drill into Grayson’s perfect little hole. Over and over his dick moved in and out of the man. He felt his balls tighten, and then he slammed deep inside of that delicious hole.
“I’m bout to cum inside of you,” he announced.
He slammed his hips one last time into Grayson’s body. His cock throbbed as he released his nut inside Grayson’s bowels.
The shower was much needed after the sexual episode Grayson had just experienced with Aiden. He stepped out of the bathroom naked and completely exposed to Aiden. The hunk of a cowboy whistled at him playfully yet seductively. Grayson took in Aiden’s naked body.
“What are you doing?” Grayson asked suspiciously. “Why aren’t you dressed?”
“Well, I saw that the flights were delayed,” he answered.
“Are you serious? Another storm system?”
“Yeah,” he answered, his voice dry and low. “It’s looking to be a really bad one.”
Grayson felt his throat tighten. He suddenly had a very bad feeling about everything. “I don’t want to be here. I really want to go home, Aiden.”
Aiden nodded his head in understanding. “Okay, we’ll leave, but first I want to discuss two things with you.”
“Okay.”
Aiden took a deep breath. Suddenly, he was nervous about what he wanted and needed to say. “I’m crazy about you. I get all these feelings and butterflies in my stomach when I’m around you. Not being near you drives me crazy inside. I’m not ready to say goodbye yet. I want a few more days. How about I come back to New York for a few days and we just keep going?”
Grayson smiled, “Aiden Sky, are you trying to make an honest man of me?”
Aiden smiled, “Hopefully you’re wanting to make one of me as well. Was that stupid of me to say?”
“No, it was honest and heartfelt, and I’d love for you to come to New York and be my boyfriend.”
“I have a boyfriend,” he said as he nodded his head. “I like the sound of that. It sounds really good. Aiden and Grayson…a match made in the skies. Now for my second thing. I really wanna feel you inside of me before we leave this hotel room.”
“You are insatiable, and I like the way we sound together as well.”
“I am, aren’t I?” He asked as he tilted his head to the side. He pretended to think for a moment. “Maybe I just can’t get enough of you, Mr. Grayson Blue.”
Grayson bit his bottom lip and took a step toward him. He couldn’t say no to Aiden. Something about the rugged, charming cowboy just made him feel all sorts of good things inside.
ONE HOUR LATER…
The two of them were cruising down the highway in a new pickup truck. The sky was calm and pretty. The wind was still, as if the storm was holding its breath before deciding to unleash its fury. The sky was wide, cloudless, flawless. It spread overhead like something holy.
“Are they sure about this storm?” Grayson asked as he looked out the window at the endless blue skies. “It’s such a pretty day. The skies are clear.”
Aiden knew better. That kind of stillness mixed with that kind of heat in the early morning hours couldn’t be ignored. The light from the sky was too bright for its own good. Aiden knew from his years of storm chasing and his own traumatic experience that skies too calm told lies.
“Thunder of God,” Aiden mumbled as he kept his eyes on the road.
Grayson raised his eyebrow. “What? What does that mean?”
“Clear skies carry the thunder of God, and they say He only comes when the world’s been too quiet for too long.”
Grayson looked over at Aiden. There was something about the way he said it. It made his heart sink. He really wanted to get back to New York. Suddenly, Aiden got an alert on his phone. He picked it up and looked at it. His face went pale. Grayson saw in real time the color drain from him and the fear wash over him. There was nothing positive about Aiden’s look.
“Aiden, what’s wrong?” He asked fearfully.
“Storm cell shifted Northeast by 40 degrees, and it's moving about 30 miles an hour.”
“Okay. What does that mean?”
“It means we’re suddenly in the direct path of this storm. I predict that the wall cloud is going to show up at any minute.” Aiden looked at him with heavy eyes. “I’m sorry. I thought I was getting you away from the brunt of the storm.”
Grayson sighed. “It’s okay. Storms are unpredictable, and I trust you. Just get us somewhere safe.”
“I know a place about ten miles up the road. My old childhood home,” he said.
Debris began to fall from the sky. The scene was frightening. It sent a chill down Grayson and Aiden.
“Is that…” Grayson’s voice trailed off.
“Debris,” Aiden finished the sentence. “That’s never a good thing.”
Aiden floored the gas. The birds vanished from the skies. The air became like glass. Even in the truck, they could feel the pressure drop. It was sharp! It was the kind of pressure shift that made your ears pop and your stomach lurch. The horizon was gone. The sirens came. It was distant, and it was too late.
A wall of rotating black descended from the sky like God’s fist. It wasn’t like any other tornado they had seen before. There was no funnel. It was miles wide. It was gruesome and majestic all in the same breath. It screamed, and the entire world rumbled at the sound of it. The ground beneath it was instantly torn into pieces. Fields disappeared, and barns vanished into it. Power lines snapped and flew like broken bones into the distance. It was a power that couldn’t be contained.
“EF5,” Aiden said. The fear was evident in his voice.
“The thunder of God,” Grayson said with his eyes wide and anxiety pulsing through his blood.
The wind slapped the truck. The sky swirled in layers, and the clouds rolled like muscles. The tornado shifted. It moved in their direction. Its eyes landed upon them, and she was prepared to chase them. They had something she wanted, and she was coming for it. It was time to collect.
“SHIT,” Aiden shouted.
Aiden floored it as he turned the truck around in the middle of the highway. The wheels were suddenly spinning over dirt and gravel. The sound built behind them. It sounded like an entire mountain range collapsing. Grayson closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened them and snapped his head back. What he saw stole the air from his lungs.
“We can’t outrun this. We need cover,” Aiden shouted.
Aiden veered hard off the road. Fences shattered around them. Trees were suddenly bent at fucking impossible angles. The sky was all around them. The storm was a monster that was hungry for them. The wind was howling and calling their names like death. The truck lurched sideways from the wind.
Grayson shouted, “AIDEN!”
“WE’RE NOT DYING TODAY!”
BOOM!
The twister hurled a nearby shed like paper through the air. A corner of it slammed into the truck’s hood and peeled it back. The engine groaned, and the truck began to slow. A metal grain silo exploded just off the road and flew past them like a missile. A limb punched through the windshield.
“Shit,’ Aiden threw up his hands to cover his face as the glass exploded inward. Grayson’s screams rocked his ears. Glass went everywhere, and the air punched them over and over in the chest.
They could feel the pulse of the twister. It was close. Still haunting and taunting them. The truck lifted and was hit by a flying tree. It dropped to the ground and rolled three or four times, and landed right side up. Grayson and Aiden snatched their seatbelt off. There was no time to give in to their injuries. They tumbled out of the truck. The wind instantly started to rip away at them. It hurled dirt like bullets into their flesh.
Aiden’s body slammed into the ground. His leg was broken. Grayson ran over and lifted him up.
Aiden waved him off. “Grayson, go. Save yourself!”
Grayson stared at him, and for a second, he was back on the playground with Braylon screaming for help. He snapped out of it and yanked Aiden by the arm. He wasn’t going to let anyone else die.
“What are you doing, Storm?” He asked.
“I’m saving you,” he answered. “You don’t get to die today.”
Grayson spotted a lone concrete culvert beside an abandoned worksite. It was far, but they had no choice. The air gripped at them, and the truck was suddenly snatched away. They could hear the twister. Aiden’s arm was draped around Grayson’s neck. He moved as fast as he could. The most godless sound ever ripped through them. A full fucking tractor flew over their heads.
The wind surged behind them. Aiden screamed as he was lifted a foot or two. Grayson caught his shirt and dragged him back down. They dove for the culvert. Grayson pushed Aiden inside the mouth of the pipe. Something was wrong! The inside was packed with dirt, and there was barely any room in there for Aiden. It was impossible for Grayson to fit in there!
Aiden’s eyes widened. “Grayson, what are we going to do?”
Grayson looked around. The world around them was being completely devoured by the twister. There was nowhere to go. There was no safety. There was only the storm that had to be faced. In the distance, he saw Braylon waving at him, and he finally understood. It clicked like a light switch being flipped on.
“You’re going to live, Aiden Sky, and tell the world about the day you survived the thunder of God.”
It hit Aiden! He understood and he hated it. God he fucking hated what he was hearing. He wanted to save Grayson. He wanted to hold on to him for forever.
“No! Grayson what the fuck are you saying? You don’t get to leave me! Don’t leave me. I’ve been left before, and I can’t do it again.” Aiden’s voice cracked, and tears fell from his eyes.
“Aiden,” Grayson cried. “You showed me the perfect day, and I felt alive. You loved me in a way I always wanted. I was scared to say it before, but not anymore. I love you, Aiden. I love you so much. Thank you for loving me. We both know I was never supposed to have survived that day. I’ve been on borrowed time, and it wants me. It sent the thunder of God. No more running. We can’t run. We just have to face the storm sometimes.”
Grayson backed away from him before he could say anything. Aiden watched in shock and fear as Grayson moved away and then disappeared from his line of sight.
WHAM!
The culvert shook. The ground convulsed. Dust poured in, wood, and screaming metal. The world outside ended. Aiden could hear it and his heart bled for what was.
Grayson moved away from the culvert. The wind pulled at him. He refused to give the twister an easy victory. He made his way toward the worksite. With each step he took, the wind slammed into him. It tugged at him from behind. Dirt flew into his eyes, and shards of glass cut him. A piece of rebar stuck out from the ground. He knew the rest of it had to be at least twenty feet in the earth. He didn’t want to hear it coming for him.
He put his headphones in and “Outro” by M83 played in his ears. He grabbed hold of the rebar, and suddenly his body was being lifted into the air. He held on tight to the rebar. It felt like this flesh was being pulled from his body. The wind snatched the air from his lungs. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He barely turned his head, and then he saw Braylon.
Everything went quiet! Fear vanished in the destruction. A level of peace and calmness took hold of him that he had never felt before. He smiled at Braylon, and Braylon smiled back at him.
“It’s okay, G. I’m right here,” Braylon whispered to him.
Grayson let go of the rebar, and the wind pulled him into the air in slow motion. It flipped him around, and he was face to face with the beast that had taken everything from him. It was a few feet away, stalling yet churning with an ugliness that could never be described. It had finally come to claim the one that had gotten away all those years ago. It had him, and there was nowhere he could go but inside the storm. As the song in his ears hit its dramatic note, he was snatched across the air, racing toward the twister.
The song entered its closing part. The pressure shifted, and the twister opened up. Then Grayson could see the inside. It felt like hands were all over him, and then everything simply…
Faded to black!
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