Cowboy's Law

by B. A. Tortuga

  “Uncle?” Her eyes never even saw anything but the mare. “Oh. Oh, Uncle. For reals?”

  He shrugged, nonchalantly, but inside he was a mass of fist bumps. He tried to do right by the kids—all of them—but Dawn he got. “I got a good deal on her. Thought you might make use of her.”

  “She’s gorgeous. Oh, Tunie is going to be so jealous. I’ll have to make sure to brush her extra hard.” She was beaming, though, her eyes shining. “What’s her name?”

  “Crystal Lady.”

  “Chrissie, huh? Can I unload her?”

  “Let me back the trailer in, girl.” Bonner came around the trailer. “Howdy, boss. Decent auction?”

  “Amazing. We did good, buddy.” Seth handed Wiley one cooler, Law the other. “Meat for the freezer.” He met Law’s eyes, and his lips curled in a happy smile. “Hi.”

  “Hey, you. Lookin’ fine.” Law winked but dutifully hauled the cooler off. Law was looking damn fine too.

  Together they got the trailer in the pasture, and the whole family watched as Bonner, Dawn, and he unloaded first the mare, then the heifers. He got the cattle moving, swinging his rope to encourage them to the pasture with the others.

  He did love to play cowboy. Grinning, he left Bonner to the cattle, then went to check on Dawn, who was putting Chrissie in the practice corral. They would have to introduce her to the herd a bit at a time.

  “Be careful, baby girl. This is all scary, and she’s tired.”

  “I bet, Uncle. A little water and some sweet feed will fix her right up.”

  “Yeah. Just be cautious, is all.” He didn’t want her getting kicked or stomped, but he trusted her to know what was best for the mare.

  Dawn’s body language was perfect, and better than that, so was the mare’s, the sleek black beast following easily. “She’s got a rep for being quick and steady but having a sweet temper.”

  She was getting too old to race pro, but she was a setup for Dawn for the next few years. Then once Dawn retired her, Crystal would have a happy retirement, hanging out with Tunie, Rabbit, and the rest of the herd.

  He had no problem being a little retirement home for racing barrel horses.

  Once Dawn was setup, Seth headed inside, finding Law unloading coolers.

  He got a warm smile. “Hey, baby.”

  “Hey, you. How goes?” He reached out, loving on Law’s lower back.

  “Not bad at all.” Law moaned, arching into his touch. “A little hitch in the getalong today, but nothing new.”

  “Everyone was decent for you?” He kept touching, kept loving.

  “They were amazing.” Law stood, coming to hug on him. “They really were. Jordan got some kind of badge. She’ll want to show you.”

  “Oh, good on her.” He let his lips brush Law’s ear. “I got a couple things to show you too.”

  Oh, look at him, being all daring and shit.

  “You said… I can’t wait.” Law rubbed a little.

  “Me either.” He looked around. Still no kids. “I tugged off this morning in the shower, thinking on you and riding.”

  “Oh.” Law’s lips parted, those bright blue eyes going wide. “Oh, God.”

  “Bedtime. I need it, huh? You. I need you.” He moved away to grab another roast and hand it over.

  “Yeah.” Law stood there for long moments, then shook it off and got moving. “Damn.”

  “I hear you, man.” Seth loved that Law wanted like he did.

  “Uh. I’m pretty sure I have a million things I’m supposed to fill you in on.”

  “You’ll think of them. I have no doubt.” They were both just all riled up.

  “Yeah. I told you about Dawn. That was the big one.” Law grinned a little. “And Wiley was a star.”

  “I brought chicken and mashed potatoes.”

  “Oh man, you rock. We had tacos last night, but Jordan cried because the chicken wasn’t fried.”

  “I know my baby girl, don’t I?”

  “You do. And Bethany will be tickled about potatoes.”

  “There’s apple hand-pies too.” He took the coolers out to air out.

  “Oh, for that I’ll be the grateful one.” Law waggled those eyebrows.

  “Are you going to tell me thank you?”

  “Yeah. I think we can be mutually grateful.” Law was cracking his shit up. This teasing was fun.

  “Mutually grateful. I like mutual.” He leaned in, copping a feel.

  “I do too.”

  “Uncle Seth? I got a badge!” Jordan was hunting him, calling.

  “Did you? Which one?” He winked at Law, then went to find his girl.

  “It’s about making things!” Jordan came running to him, leaping at him and trusting him to catch.

  “How exciting! I can’t wait to see what you made.”

  “You can see next week. There will be a museum!” Jordan bounced.

  “Oh? A museum? How cool is that?” A museum? Huh?

  “Uh-huh. Leader Michelle says there will be an x-hut of all our stuff. Like on tables.”

  “Oh, an exhibit, huh? That’s cool. You want some fried chicken?” He would have to make sure he was home. This was important.

  Jordan looked at him like he was magical. “You brought fried chicken?”

  “I did. I love y’all.”

  “You do!” Jordan squealed and hugged him.

  “I do.” He was one lucky son of a bitch.

  “Chicken, crispy chicken.” Jordan sang a tuneless song, bouncing.

  He kissed the top of Keira’s head on his way past the dining table.

  “Did you have a nice trip, Uncle Seth?”

  “I did. It’s good to be home. I’m ready to winter in.”

  “Yeah?” She grinned. “I hope we get snow this year.”

  “It’s supposed to be a booger-bear. We’ll be logging in for virtual school a few times, I bet.”

  “Yay!” She did the arms up thing. “You got chicken?”

  “I did.” He hugged her. “I brought you a new slime kit.”

  “Yeah? Thanks, Uncle. We missed you, but Law did okay.”

  “He’s a good guy.” He stayed down by her ear. “Did he fall? He’s hobbling hard.”

  “He and Fuzzy went down in the yard last night. There was a coyote. They’re both a little sore.”

  “Did Fuzzy get bit?” Jesus.

  “No. Uncle Law was like a ninja. He was so fast.”

  “Well, thank God for that.” He’d have to get Bonner to make sure there weren’t any rabid critters on the land.

  “He was really cool. That coyote was close to the house.” That was Bethany. “Uncle Law thinks he’s really young, maybe.”

  “Maybe.” Dammit. “We’ll take care of it.”

  “Okay.” She looked at Keira pointedly. Yeah. Keira got all teary at the thought of having to put down any animal.

  Hopefully they could convince it to move on in a nonlethal manner. Maybe a trap and then they could relocate it. He’d talk to Law and Bonner.

  They managed to get Dawn inside, Crystal settled for the night, and he got all the presents distributed—a video game here, Legos there. Chicken was a hit; the apple pies were a bigger one.

  By the time he was alone with Law, Seth thought he was going to lose his damn mind. Every time he was going to steal a kiss, some kid needed something desperately.

  “If we lock the door…”

  “Someone will puke on it,” Law said. “Be right back.” Law grabbed his wallet, hustling off.

  Seth frowned, trying to figure out what the hell Law was doing.

  Law came limping back into the bedroom, beaming. “Wiley is going to run interference for a bit.”

  “Did you just pay off the teenager so we can get it on?” He loved it, and when Law nodded, he threw his head back and laughed. “Brilliant son of a bitch.”

  “I slipped him a twenty. He needs new shocks…”

  Law locked the door with a decisive click.

  “Excellent. I need you
r cock.” He took off his boots.

  “I want to give it to you.” Law started stripping off his shirt, that wide, scarred chest a sight for sore eyes.

  “Hot motherfucker.” Law made his mouth dry.

  Law dropped his hands to his jeans. “I might need help with my boots.”

  “I can do that.” He knelt down and helped get the heavy lace-ups unfastened and off.

  Law held his shoulders, balancing well, to be honest. When he pulled off Law’s jeans, he could see the new bruises from where Law had fallen.

  “Took a tumble, did you?” He stroked the poor bruises.

  “Yeah. Me and Fuzzy. That coyote was bold.” Law swayed, but he didn’t think it was from hurting.

  “Yeah. I’ll have Bonner run it off.” He nosed Law’s balls and inhaled deep.

  Law went up on tiptoe, moaning. “Damn, honey. Oh. Yeah. That’s amazing…” Law squeezed his shoulders. “What all did you bring?”

  “Condoms, lube. I figured we could make use of them.” His cheeks were on fire.

  “We can. I want to see what you promised. See you ride me. So bad.” Law helped him stand up, and they both finished stripping down. They headed to the bed together, holding hands. Law was so hard for him, he could see that thick cock curving up toward the flat belly.

  He ached a little bit, just from the promise of that stretch. “I need to. It’s been too long.”

  “No one has ever done what you told me… I mean, I’ve never had the luxury of a time or place. Or a lover who wanted more than a quick, hard one.”

  “I want more. I want all of it.” He wanted every inch, over and over. First he needed to get it the first time.

  Law stretched out on his back on the bed, holding out a hand to him. “Come kiss me, baby. I want to feel you.”

  He was shivering like he was a virgin, but it was okay with him. Law would understand. He climbed up Law’s body and pressed their lips together, one hand cupping Law’s cock.

  “Mmm.” Law moaned into his mouth, really opening up to let him in. That kiss went on and on, both of them breaking to gasp for air, then diving back in right away.

  So fine. He could feel Law’s heartbeat against his palm, that cock huge for him. He squeezed it before letting go so he could get on with the main event.

  Seth fumbled for the lube, reaching to hand it to Law. “Get me ready.”

  “God, yes.” Law took the tube, then opened it up, not even fumbling a bit, which he had to admit, he admired. He would be a wreck at it right now.

  Those fingers were wet in no time and Law was reaching down, pressing between his cheeks. He drew one leg up, bending his knee and spreading himself.

  “You take my breath away, cowboy.” One slick finger pressed up inside him. “So hot. Feel you. God, I can’t wait to fuck you.”

  “Yes. I need to know, babe.” His belly went tight, and his toes curled.

  “Ready for another finger? I want to stretch you, make you ready for me.” Law watched him carefully, but went ahead and gave him more.

  “God yes.” He moaned at the little burn, at the pull, knowing it was fixin’ to get so much better. He’d been dreaming about this, thinking about it, for weeks. Last night he’d just made up his mind. “More, Law. Please.”

  Law wasn’t going to push it, so he would. He would buy the stuff, and he would be brave enough to go for what he wanted.

  Looked like Law was willing to give it to him too. In a big way.

  He needed another finger, a deeper touch. He moaned as Law curled his fingers, stroking him deep inside.

  He arched, his whole body just on fire. His cock bounced, his ass clamping down. “More.”

  “Yeah? Oh hell yeah. Okay.” Law gave him everything he asked for, one more finger slipping in to spread him until he figured that big cock would go right in.

  That was when he opened the condom wrapper and unrolled the rubber down over Law’s dick. “Gonna ride now, baby.”

  Law nodded sharply. “I’m ready. Come on now.”

  Seth rose up, his muscles straining as he straddled those heavy thighs, reaching back to line Law up. Law helped, hands closing on his hips to steady him, help him raise up to get the tip of that hardness inside him.

  “Need you.” The words slipped out of him, as the mushroom head of that fat cock pressed in.

  “I got you.” Law stared right into his eyes as gravity worked on him. Seth sucked in one deep breath after another, filling his lungs.

  He kept his eyes open, wanting to see it when they started to move.

  Law wrapped his hands around Seth’s hips and pulled him down, encouraging Seth to take more. The tug was sharp and he grunted, driving down hard and focusing on the stretch.

  His breath whooshed out, and he went still, holding on to Law’s upper arms.

  “Okay, baby?” Law grunted, and Seth nodded, his whole fucking soul going tight.

  “Been… been a while, and you’re big.”

  “I can wait. Barely.” That grin was wild, toothy. Christ. He wanted more.

  “Barely.” He clenched tight, listening for Law’s moan, and then he relaxed, sinking down deeper.

  “There you go. Oh, baby. Yeah.” Law rocked up to meet him.

  “Yes.” He hoped that was good enough, because that was all he had breath for.

  “Harder, baby. Ride me.” Law gave all that muscle and hardness and hair-rough skin.

  His eyes flew open, arousal slamming through him. No one had ever done that for him. Talked to him. Cared to turn him on.

  Law never stopped touching him, looking at him. The man was there for him, not just a quick tussle.

  He drove himself down, riding as hard as he could, slamming down onto the thick cock.

  “Uh-huh. Damn. Seth. Making me nuts.” Law wrapped a hand around Seth’s cock, rubbing up and down, and pure lightning shot down his back.

  “Harder. Harder, Law.”

  “Anything you want, baby.” Law pulled him down, then pushed him back up, hips popping. He rode hard, driving down and sliding back up so fast he thought he’d lose that fat cock.

  There was no way he wanted to do that. No way in hell. So he closed his eyes and squeezed to keep Law inside.

  “Fuck!” He jammed his fist into his mouth to shut himself up. He didn’t need to grab anyone’s attention.

  “Oh, baby, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Law stroked him with one hand, the other keeping him moving. “You’re fucking sex on a stick.”

  He was. He was fucking an amazing son of a bitch.

  Law grinned at him, the expression wild, sizzling with need. That cock swelled inside him, making him moan.

  Fuck, he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t stop. All he could do was move and fight to hold it together.

  “More.” Law rocked, his face drawn into a grimace. “Can’t wait much longer.”

  Thank God. He nodded and grabbed the headboard and used that to drive him harder, slamming their bodies together.

  Law grunted, eyes going wide, and he felt it the moment Law gave it up for him, even with the condom. Law tugged him good and hard, making his toes curl, and then the next thrust in, Law’s cock slammed against his gland and set him right off.

  He bit down on that shout again, his body jerking like he was at the end of a damn fine bronc ride.

  Law watched him like a hawk, staring through his orgasm, holding his cock with one hand. Those fingers didn’t move, or it would have been too much. Instead the touch was just right.

  Finally he collapsed onto Law, chest going like a bellows.

  “Damn.” Law held him close, kissing his neck. Those hot lips liked to burn him.

  “That was… damn. Damn, babe.” He couldn’t think a bit.

  “Uh-huh.” When he rolled to one side, Law disposed of the condom. “Come here and let me hug on you.”

  “Hell yeah.” He snuggled right in, sighing with happiness.

  Law pulled him close, and no matter what the man’s aches
and pains might be, he never seemed unwilling to sleep curled up together.

  “You okay, honey? That leg okay?”

  “I’m great. All those endorphins.” Law chuckled. “You?” One hand stroked down his back.

  “So glad to be home. So fucking glad to have that itch scratched.”

  “That was a hell of an itch,” Law agreed. “I missed you like crazy.”

  “I hear you. It was honest work, but I’m glad to be home for the winter, for sure.”

  Law grinned. “For the whole winter?”

  Lord, that callused hand felt right on Seth’s slightly sore ass. “I got to go to Dallas in late January to announce at the season opener. I thought maybe we could get a sitter, go together.”

  “I would love that.” Law’s eyes lit up, dancing with happiness.

  “Cool. I have some time to set it up, but I’ll get us a hotel room.”

  “That works. Man, I know a couple good places to eat in Dallas.”

  “I want Tex-Mex. Something decadent and gooey.” He smiled, and settled in deeper. “And you’ll have the best seats in the house.”

  “I will? That’s cool. Seriously.” A soft knock came at the door, and they shared a look. Law swung his legs over the side of the bed. “I’ll get this one.”

  “You sure?” Because he could just lie here and float.

  “I got it.” Law put on pants and padded to the door. He was glad the man wasn’t hiding anything from the kids anymore.

  “Uncle Law, Dawn’s crying.” Bethany and Keira stood there, wide-eyed.

  “Okay. Let me check on her, huh?” Law glanced at him over one shoulder. “I’ll holler if I need backup.”

  “Good deal.” He got up and cleaned up a little, finding himself a pair of sweats, just in case.

  Law was back in a few minutes, eyes wide. “You need to go sit with her. I need to run to the convenience store. She’s a little hysterical.”

  “Hysterical? What’s wrong?” Convenience store? Was she queasy?

  “She started her period.” Law grimaced. “I got her one of my old T-shirts and tore it into strips, but she needs supplies.”

  “Oh. Oh! Right. God. I’ll go sit with her. Do you know what to get?”

  “I do. I’ll get the variety pack of pads for younger ladies. Dad had a shit-ton of girlfriends with daughters younger than me. Hell, until he got married, I thought he’d go through every woman in Texas.”