Okay, so this is a little later than I normally post, but I’ve been distracted making jewelry today so I just found time to get on the computer now. I had a blast at the Stampede and hope you all like what I came up with :)
Stampede Queen by Jade Buchanan
©2010 Jade Buchanan, all rights reserved.
Peter wiggled in his seat, so excited he could barely stand it.
“If I’d known this was all it took, I would have brought you here earlier in the week,” Mitch drawled.
Turning to give his boyfriend a wide grin, Peter wrinkled his nose. “Well, this isn’t all that gets me all hot and bothered, big guy.”
The look Mitch turned on him just about had Peter wanting to skip the rest of the event and head somewhere a little more private. Luckily, or unluckily depending on how he wanted to view it, the music started to play. Loud, driving rock music. Totally not what he expected at a figure skating event, but this was an Elvis Stojko thing after all.
They were here to watch the Acrobatic Ice Show, a free event playing every day at the Calgary Stampede and showcasing Elvis himself along with a few other skaters and acrobatic performers. It had taken nearly everything Peter had to get Mitch to agree to go with him. In fact, he may have promised a few acrobatics of his own in exchange.
“I’m so fricking excited to see Virtue and Moir skate. You know who they are. The Ice Dancing Gold Medalists?”
Mitch chuckled. “Baby, you made me watch every skating event during the Olympics, so I practically know their personal stats by now.”
“You liked it.”
“Oh, yeah. You know I did,” Mitch replied dryly.
“Fine, you liked what I gave you in reward.”
“Oh, yeah. I definitely liked that.”
Mmm, the smoldering look was back. Peter absolutely loved how rough and dominant his big teddy bear could get. It made the soft and gentle moments all the more tender. He’d long since lost his heart to Mitch.
They’d been together for a while now, and this little outing was pretty close to their one-year anniversary. They’d already exchanged gifts and Peter had even donned a sexy little sequined number to give Mitch a little something extra. He loved seeing the light in Mitch’s eyes whenever he spotted Peter in something feminine. It was probably identical to the look Peter got whenever Mitch wore his chaps and cowboy hat. He still hadn’t gotten the big guy to wear the chaps sans jeans, but it was going to happen one of these days. He’d just have to get Mitch all liquored up first.
Or… maybe Peter could get a little pair of chaps for himself. Pink? Rhinestones? Oh, turquoise rhinestones to match his cowboy hat. Definitely. Peter had to stop himself before he rubbed his hands together with glee.
“Baby, I can tell when you’re distracted. Better pay attention or you’ll miss the show.”
Peter smiled up at Mitch, surreptitiously sliding closer to him. He wanted to lay his head on Mitch’s shoulder but there were a few too many people in the audience.
“Thanks, Mitch.” Settling back in the most uncomfortable seat imaginable, Peter was just in time to see the first skater come out of the shoot.
Ten minutes later, Peter was leaning forward, holding onto the rail in front of him. He could practically hear Mitch glowering beside him but he couldn’t help himself.
“Oh. My. God. Did you see that? Oh, wow. Oh… that’s so… so… oooh!”
“You’re asking for it.”
“Holy crap. Oh, wow wow wow!”
“I mean it, baby. You’re getting your ass blistered tonight. We may not even make it all the way home if you do not stop drooling over the fucking gymnast.”
Peter lifted his hand and touched his chin. Oh, good. No drool. “I can’t help it.” He pointed helplessly toward the ice and the performer currently hanging onto a stripper pole and holding his body entirely horizontal. Oh, shit. Oh, he was walking sideways! Muscles bulged on his impressive frame. “Oh, that’s amazing.”
Uh oh. Silence greeted his last statement. Sitting back, he aimed a small smile in Mitch’s direction. The heated look that met his gaze nearly had him creaming in his skintight jeans. Peter ducked his head to hide his glee. He was most definitely going to feel this the next morning. Maybe even for a few days.
Deciding not to push his luck — and accidentally push Mitch into giving him a spanking in the middle of the Corral and six thousand spectators — Peter went back to watching the show.
When the last note faded and the lights came back on, Peter had to physically stop himself from bouncing in his seat. Mitch remained silent but the colossal paw that grasped his arm more than made up for it.
They barely made it to Mitch’s big ass truck before Peter was hitched up against his favourite resting post and practically devoured. Mitch growled into his mouth, attacking his lips. Peter moaned, humping his hips against Mitch, desperate for release. One meaty hand reached down and palmed his ass before sliding a digit down along his crease. Even through the denim Peter could feel it. He wiggled, wanting more.
Mitch pulled him up, getting Peter to straddle his lap. Peter frantically tried to unzip his jeans, cursing the tight fit when he nearly cut off his own dick. Air finally washed over his heated flesh, causing him to whimper with need. Mitch grasped Peter’s cock, pulling it firmly. Peter swallowed, sucking Mitch’s tongue for one glorious moment before he was tossing his head back and gasping out his orgasm.
Slumping forward, Peter shifted his hips and felt the massive bulge under him. Oh, Mitch hadn’t… Man, this was going to be a great night.
He lifted his head, pressing a kiss to Mitch’s lips. Mitch lifted a brow.
“You did that on purpose.”
“Maybe.” He tried for an innocent shrug. By Mitch’s snort, he didn’t quite achieve the look.
“You take your vitamins this morning?”
“Good. I might let you sleep around dawn. If you behave.”
Smirking now, Peter leaned up for another kiss. “Yeehaw.”
To watch a bit of the show that Peter and Mitch caught, check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3Fbq1v1T88&feature=related
Written by Jade Buchanan
Jade’s writing is as eclectic as her reading tastes, with over thirty erotic romance tales currently published. She’s also been known to accept writing challenges from friends and family just to see their reactions. She’s a firm believer that love and romance are universal concepts, no matter a person’s gender identity or sexual orientation. Originally from Northern Ontario, Jade has lived in British Columbia and the Sultanate of Oman in the Middle East. Jade currently lives in Calgary, Alberta, where she’s hard at work on her next story. Jade loves to hear from readers! Send her an email at email@example.com.
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