Page 12 of All of Us

“Is she taller than most horses? I feel like she is. She is most definitely taller, I can tell.”

He chuckled. “She is right around average size. You’ll get used to it, and before long, you will be begging me to ride.”

“Really? Begging?” My voice cracked and squeaked.

“I wouldn’t mind hearing you beg for all kinds of reasons, but in this case, I meant begging me to go horseback riding.” He actually blushed.

Truthfully, riding a horse wasn’t what I thought about when he said it. When I looked down at him again, he held back a laugh.

“Oh. We’ll see.” I managed to say.

I never thought I was good at flirting, but Gentry was making it easy. He walked a few steps, and Amber started to follow him. Her movements felt odd, yet they were comfortable and consistent. Gentry looked back at me every so often.

“What do you think?”

“I like it. It’s a lot smoother than I expected.” He stopped and showed me how to hold the reins, then walked beside me without holding the lead rope.

“Do you want to try riding down the road and back. I’ll be with you on Dusty.”

Leaving the ring made me nervous but I wanted to try. He opened the gate and watched as Amber walked through. Dusty wandered over and waited for us. It hadn’t really registered before, but he didn’t have a saddle or a bridle on. He only had a halter and a lead rope.

Gentry swung his leg up over Dusty. Once on his back, he reached over and took Amber’s lead.

“Amber seems to be sweet and calm, but just in case, I’ll keep hold of her lead. We are going to walk down the road toward the Circle W, then back again.”

I nodded my head. “It feels so different out here in the world.”

“You’ll be fine, Joe.” His voice soothed me.

We walked out the front gate and headed down the road. Neither of us said anything for a few minutes.

“This isn’t so bad,” I said, as a feeling of accomplishment rolled through me.

“Riding is one of the greatest things in the world. You’ll be sore tomorrow, but we will have you comfortable in the saddle in no time. Why do you need to learn?”

I had assumed he would have been told. “I’m a photographer, and I’ve been hired to take pictures at a dude ranch. They want me to go on one of the trips and take pictures the whole time.”

“That’s pretty cool. It should only take us a few weeks before you can comfortably ride and take pictures at the same time.”

Already, I dreaded the day we would no longer meet for lessons.

“Let’s head back, you’ve been riding for about an hour. You are already going to feel those muscles. You’ll wish for a massage in the morning.”

“Are you offering to give me a back rub?”

The smile he gave me was lecherous, but I liked it. “Your back won’t need massaging,” he said.

“Oh? I thought you said I would be sore.” I had to ask mostly because I wanted to hear him say it and watch him blush some more. Other than my friend Dusty, I’d never felt these little sparks of excitement and potential for another man. I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Well, Joe.” By the way he said my name, I knew I hadn’t embarrassed him. In fact, it appeared I had encouraged him. “Your back will need some rubbing, and your abs for sure. One of the more painful areas will be your ass and from your knee to your groin. All those muscles will be begging for firm hands to squeeze them, strong fingers working out the tension.”

We stopped at the barn, but he wasn’t done talking. “The real problem, Joe.” He walked over next to me, then placed one finger on my knee. “These muscles will be hurting the most.” His finger ran up my inner thigh, and he stopped inches from my now very awake cock. “They will need a deep massage, lots of rubbing.”

He stepped back, and I let out the breath I had been holding while he touched me.

“Oh. Yeah. Okay.”

His lips turned up in a smirk. “Alright, let’s get you down. You want to do exactly the opposite of how you got on. You’ll have sea legs for a minute, so be prepared.”