Atonement (The Protectors 6)

“Strider?” Magnus asked in confusion.

“Come on, you’re kidding me, right?” I said in mock horror. “Lord of the Rings…Aragorn…Viggo Mortensen’s character? He was a Ranger and his nickname was Strider?”

“Not ringing a bell,” he said, his voice thick with amusement.

I sighed loudly. “I have so much to teach you, Padawan. Now that we know you like dick, it’s like a whole new world has been opened up for you.”

“I like your dick,” Magnus said, not even bothering to lower his voice as a young woman passed us going up the stairs. I chuckled at the look of confusion on her face.

“I like my dick too,” I said with a smirk and I wasn’t surprised when Magnus yanked me forward and pressed me back against the wall. His mouth closed over mine and I moaned as his tongue dipped into my mouth.

“Not sure I’m liking ‘Strider,’” Magnus breathed against my mouth.

I was having trouble focusing as his groin pressed against mine. “I think he was also known as Longshanks…does that work for you?”

“Not really.”

“Well, Ranger Rick wasn’t doing it for you so…fuck,” I bit out when Magnus reached his hand between us and rubbed it over my erection.

“I trust you to come up with something that’s” – Magnus gripped my dick – “fitting.”

I managed a nod. “I’ll work on it,” I promised and then I kissed him hard. I was reaching for his zipper when he grabbed my hand to stop me.

“Home,” he murmured.

“Home is a fucking hour away,” I muttered.

“Then you’ll just have to drive quickly,” Magnus said as he dropped the car keys into my hand. He left me there, leaning against the wall, my dick aching in protest and my breath coming in heavy pants.

“How about Cocktease?” I groused as he opened the door to the garage floor.

“Come on, Blueballs,” he said with a chuckle. If you’re good, maybe I’ll show you a couple of nice, quiet, private spots on the way home.

“Fuck yeah,” I said and then I was following him as quickly as my traitorous cock would allow.

* * *

“Hurry the fuck up,” I muttered as I dropped my head to the hood of the car. The sound of Magnus’s belt jingling had my cock throbbing with need. I glanced over my shoulder at him and saw that he was still working his big ass belt buckle loose. “Why the hell do you need such a fucking big buckle?” I snapped impatiently.

“Because it’s Texas,” Magnus responded, as if that was somehow explanation enough.

Since he wasn’t moving fast enough, I spun around and swatted his hands away. I ignored the buckle and the button on his pants and merely tugged the zipper down and stuck my hand in the opening and carefully extracted his cock. I was half-tempted to drop to my knees and suck all that beautiful flesh into my mouth, but my too empty ass won out and I basically ripped the condom from Magnus’s hand and began working it down his shaft.

The private spot turned out to be about fifteen minutes outside of Austin. It was some kind of nature preserve that had lots of little roads weaving through it along with numerous trails. I’d wanted to stop at the very first pull-off we’d seen, but Magnus had made me drive farther and farther into the park. Which would have been fine if he hadn’t been playing with my dick through my pants the whole time. When he’d finally spotted the access road he’d wanted, he’d told me to turn onto it and then drive all the way to the end. Then he’d unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and sucked me down in one smooth swallow.

And I’d nearly run the SUV right into a tree.

The access road hadn’t been more than a mile or so in length, but it felt like it had taken forever to reach the spot Magnus had been talking about. The small clearing by the pond had thankfully been empty and the second I’d put the car in park, I’d grabbed Magnus by the back of the head and held him in place while I’d jammed my hips upwards. He’d gagged, but when I’d started to pull back, he’d placed his hand under my ass to hold me in place. I’d used the steering wheel for leverage as I’d fucked his mouth repeatedly, but just as I’d been ready to come, he’d popped off my dick, kissed me hard and then ordered me out of the car.

“Turn around,” Magnus demanded as soon as I got the condom on. He didn’t actually give me a chance to do what he’d said because he grabbed me and whirled me around and shoved me down over the hood. I heard a tearing sound and felt cool lube being pressed against my hole a second later.