chute dogging {brorotica & streetlights as stars}

[brorotica]

Rafael woke up to the misty grey light just before dawn, the sort of sky that foreboded rain and looked as though the heavens would open at any second. The air was sticky and hot and he rolled over in bed, groaning and sitting up slowly. His head is aching, no doubt a product of the humidity, and he wondered if he’d have time to grab some Aspirin before heading out for the day. Glancing down, he realized he was butt-ass naked, frowning intently before twisting in order to look at his bedmate. Great. He’d fucked Jamie again.

He didn’t know why he was surprised. It had happened almost every night for three months now, and it wasn’t like he disliked it or anything. He just wasn’t gay, and waking up to another dude in his bed was a little disconcerting. He didn’t think he’d ever find it normal. Maybe he was turning homosexual? That wasn’t a pleasant thought. He reached over and grabbed Jamie’s arm, shaking him awake less than gently. “Man, it’s time to get up,” he said lowly, shaking Jamie again before getting up off the bed and making his way to the small bathroom off the side of the spot where they lived.

It was kind of an apartment, if the spot above a barn could be called an apartment. It had been cordoned off for the ranch hands, and while it had running water and a television and everything of the sort, it was still above a barn. Rafael splashed some water on his face and looked in the mirror, making sure he wasn’t sporting any marks from the previous night before washing his neck and shoulders. He didn’t feel much like taking a shower right then. At least he wasn’t covered in come.
He slid out of the bathroom again and walked to the dresser, pulling on a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, his boots going on last. Now it was really just time to wait for Jamie.

 

[streetlights as stars]

Slumbering peacefully, the sheets sticking to his flesh in a comfortable way, Jamie was sure he could have slept forever. At one point within the night, Rafael’s arm had been wrapped around his naked body, keeping him held close. When the limb had disappeared, the male had hardly noticed, simply rolling over onto his side with his ass pressed against the male’s hip. Things were simple while he slept. Jamie was able to dream of what the two had done, thinking of the crazy or slow sex they had shared. As much as he wished to wake in due time, he found himself being prodded awake by the male that had been previously sleeping next to him.

The two didn’t necessarily have to share the same bed, as the space in the upper portion of the barn was equipped with two bedrooms. In fact, in the beginning of their times of sleeping together, the boys would often separate after, retreating to their own beds until that action itself was deemed idiotic. If they only occupied one bed, that was one less bed to make, one less load of laundry that needed to be done during the day. They didn’t have enough time on their hands as it was, and worrying about whether or not sheets were dry was certainly not a priority.

“I’m up, I’m up,” His voice was groggy in his own mind and he sat up slowly, peering around the room with mild curiosity. To his dismay, Rafael was already dressed and ready which meant there was no possibility for a quickie before work. Often times, Rafe didn’t even seem interested in the sex they had at night, so Jamie was certain there was no chance for sex this morning. “Just give me a minute.” Disappointed that there was no time for a rapid shower, the male rolled out of bed, dressed himself in briefs, snugly fitting jeans, a perfectly fitting white wife beater and his work boots.

As he could tell, Rafael had gone for the stereotypical cowboy look, whereas Jamie knew it was going to be a hot day and he didn’t want to be a sweaty mess after work. As soon as his teeth were brushed, haired tamed and deodorant applied, he swatted Rafael’s ass to get him to descend the stairs. “Maybe if you don’t dilly-dally today we’ll be done before the sun goes down.” The night before, they had gotten to their small apartment after the moon had risen in the sky, a slight chill in the air. He didn’t want to replay that same scenario, especially if one of the main reasons they had had sex was for warmth.