Of Wolves and Men Read Online Free PDF Page A

holding Charlie’s hand and bringing him to his bedroom. The cabin was tiny, unlike the one the other three hands shared, but Charlie preferred the privacy. It was two rooms; one open area containing a kitchen with a small table and chairs across from a sofa and love seat, and a second room with a bed and bathroom.
    Roman lay down on his back and opened his legs.
    Charlie stopped at the foot, staring at a man who had the most incredible body and face he had ever seen. Everything about Roman turned Charlie on. He was completely overwhelmed by lust.
    Crawling from the bottom up, Charlie ran his mouth over Roman’s legs as he advanced. He stared at his balls and erect cock and licked his lips. “I don’t know what I want to do.”
    “Yes, you do.” Roman gave his own dick a tug to entice.
    “This is a dream, right?”
    “It’s anything you want it to be.”
    “And if I do somethin’ in a dream, that don’t necessarily mean it’s reality.”
    “Suck it, Charlie.”
    The smile on Roman’s face was ironic. Who was Charlie kidding? Dream or not, he wanted to suck this man’s cock. But the odd part was, five minutes ago—or was it an hour ago?— Charlie thought he would be nursing this man back to health.
    It’s a dream .
    He took Roman’s cock into his mouth, whimpering. With the knowledge that he was indeed asleep and fantasizing, Charlie grabbed Roman’s balls and felt for the first time what touching a man between his legs was like.
    It’s so real!
    He could smell a musky scent, familiar but he didn’t know why or where he had smelled it before. The taste of a dewy drop that hit his tongue was also something he felt he knew, but had no reason to recognize.
    “Take me, Charlie. Fuck me.”
    “Why not? I can do anythin’ in a dream.” Charlie sat on his heels and wiped his mouth. Roman reached between Charlie’s legs and rubbed something on his cock, making it slick. Charlie assumed it was spit. He never imagined bringing a gay lover here to the cabin at the ranch, so he had nothing on hand. Maybe that wasn’t smart.
    “Am I still dreamin’?”
    “Are you?”
    “I think so. I mean, none of this makes sense.”
    Roman gripped Charlie’s cock and led it between his legs.
    Charlie shivered as the head of his cock penetrated Roman’s body. “That is so nice.”
    Roman scooted closer, so he was easily accessible to Charlie’s reach. While Charlie got used to this odd dreamy sex with a man who was perfection in every way, Roman gripped Charlie’s neck and dragged him down to his mouth. As Charlie kissed this perfect fantasy man, his body reacted to the extreme. He tried to pull back to gasp for air, but Roman had him in a tight grip. Charlie came, jamming his hips hard against Roman’s ass. The climax was so real, Charlie figured he’d have to change the sheets from all the cum he was shooting on them.
    He finally was allowed to part from the kiss. Roman jacked off, his cum spattering his chest in ribbons of white.
    “My God. What a dream! I don’t want to wake up.” Charlie panted to catch his breath. “I can say anythin’ to you, right?”
    “Right.” Roman swirled his index finger into the cream on his taut skin.
    “You are the goddamn best lookin’ man I have ever seen. I mean that. If I am imaginin’ you, I have one hell of a good imagination.” Charlie looked down as his cock retracted from Roman’s body. “You sure this ain’t real and I shoulda’ used a rubber?”
    “Charlie Mosby…you are the kindest man I have ever met.”
    About to blush from the compliment, Charlie perked up in surprise. “Do pretend men in dreams know your last name too?”
    “Men in dreams know everything.”
    Charlie leapt on top of Roman and rolled with him on the bed. “I don’t want to wake up. I don’t want to wake up .”
    Roman’s rumbling laughter was the last thing he heard before he fell asleep.
    Chapter 4

    “Yo! Charlie! You in there?”
    Charlie bolted upright in his bed. Morning