Billy Rock

The way Billy moved, the soft sounds he made, threatened to undo Goodnight entirely. They'd trained themselves to be quiet, even when they were alone on the range. Never knew who might hear - especially since out there they sounded vulnerable. But here they could indulge whenever they wanted. Even so, old habits were hard to break.

He reached down, wrapping his hand around Billy's cock to give him something to thrust into. "Oh cher," he breathed, voice strained with need.