“Come sit by me.” When Kitt didn’t move, Austin reached across and grabbed his hand. “Sit next to me. Put your head on my shoulder. Sleep if you want.”
Kitt finally slid across the truck, straddled the hump in the floor board with his feet and came right up against Austin’s right side. He laid his head on Austin’s shoulder.
“I didn’t know you could dance like that. All the women wanted to dance with you all night. It was hot as hell watchin’ you dance. I even got a little jealous.” Austin kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other slid between Kitt’s thighs, tucked under his leg. Kitt wrapped his arms around Austin’s and Austin leaned in to kiss the top of his head.
“I like to dance. I’ve been dancin’ with those girls since we were in school, but you kicked my ass in pool. You kicked everyone’s ass. How much did you make tonight?” Kitt asked, lifting his head to look at Austin.
“Fifteen bucks! I tried to give it back, but no one would take it. It’s a good group of people up there. Old man Howard used to scare me a little when I was a kid. He was real nice tonight.”
“Yeah, he’s a good man. I swear though people must have called each other. That place was packed for a Tuesday night.” Kitt leaned in to kiss Austin’s neck as he spoke.
“I had a good time.” They were quiet the rest of the way home. Austin pulled the car to the front of the gate in his back yard. Not to the barn where he usually parked. When Kitt realized what he’d done, he turned a questioning gaze at Austin as he found a newer country station on the radio. “I want to dance with you on the porch. We can leave the truck doors open, turn up the radio. Dance for awhile. I might have you dancin’ with me every night now that I know you like it.”
Kitt didn’t say a word. He slid out behind Austin on the driver’s side. Austin left the ignition on, rolled down the windows and shut the door. It was dark, the music easily reaching the porch. The porch light was on, but Austin turned it off, letting the moonlight shine down on them. It took a minute to move the patio furniture around, but they did it and Austin took Kitt in his arms.
“You’re everything to me,” Austin murmured as he pulled Kitt completely against his body. Both men had immediate hard-ons that brushed against the other as they began a slow Texas Two Step around the porch. Kitt led, Austin followed, but they stayed close together through the entire first song and most of the second. It was Kitt breathing Austin in, running his nose along Austin’s neck and nibbling at his ear that caused Austin’s footing to finally falter.
“You undo me, baby,” Austin said, angling his head back. Kitt had a tight hold around his body, his arms anchored tight at Austin’s waist. As Austin leaned his head back, Kitt pushed both hands down on Austin’s ass, gripping him while tugging him even closer.
“We’re out now,” Kitt whispered in Austin’s ear. “I never thought that was ever gonna happen.” Kitt bent back, capturing Austin’s lips with his own, thrusting his tongue forward. Kitt ground his hips into Austin, rubbing and massaging while keeping their feet moving in slow steps.
“I’d dream of this…kissin’ you…makin’ love to you while on the dance floor….” Kitt turned them in a slow circle and never released his hold on Austin’s ass. Austin returned the kiss with as much passion as Kitt gave.
“All night tonight, all I could think about was you out here dancing with me until you made love to me here on this porch.” Austin whispered in Kitt’s ear and caught Kitt off guard as he shoved his pants down, freeing Kitt’s cock. Austin started to drop to his knees in Kitt’s preferred position, but Kitt was having none of it. He grabbed Austin’s arms, turning him around. He bent Austin over the rail on the porch. There was little prep as Kitt tugged Austin’s blue jeans down. It wasn’t a second before Kitt pushed two fingers through Austin’s tight rim, scissoring his fingers to work Austin quickly open. Austin shouted rearing back and gripped the rail for support.
“I want you,” Kitt grumbled. He gripped himself, rubbing his broad head against Austin’s tight opening. Kitt pushed forward and Austin’s body resisted.
“Damn it, I need lube.” Kitt started to spit in his hand.
“I have it.” Austin dug in his jean pockets, pulled out a small packet of lube and handed it to Kitt.
There was no time wasted as Kitt ripped it open with his teeth, dripping it on his cock before he pushed forward, easily breeching Austin. Tonight, Kitt conquered. His cock was huge and Austin wasn’t ready to take all of him. He stood straight up as Kitt pushed all the way in. As a rule, they both liked it a little rough and Kitt didn’t disappoint. Kitt fucked Austin like he had the right to do it, right there on the porch rail.
Kitt worked Austin from behind, moving as fast as his thighs would go. Kitt was his perfect lover. The exact height, perfect position; Kitt instinctively knew just how to move to keep Austin on the edge. Austin gripped a hand on Kitt’s hip and the other on the post holding the rail in place. Austin held off, not touching his own cock, knowing it would be all it took to come. Kitt kept up the pace from behind, and Austin dripped in anticipation. Austin’s cock begged him to finish the job. He gritted his teeth, and held on for dear life.
“You feel so fuckin’ good! Goddamn you were made for me…for this… ” Kitt ground his teeth together as he grunted out the words. Austin was so tight. This was so perfect. He gripped Kitt, milking him until nothing else mattered.
It was their sacs hitting against one another that undid Austin. He came on a shout, not even stroking himself off. Kitt never stopped moving, but Austin couldn’t hold it. He fell forward, wrenching free of Kitt’s hold as his legs buckled out from underneath him. The rail caught him as his orgasm exploded from his body. Austin felt Kitt reaching for him, trying to bring him back to finish the job.
“Noo…” Kitt moaned, but Austin could do nothing more than breathe. It was Kitt’s very first time to go without a condom, and Austin smiled. It made them one during these times, nothing separating them, and it was shocking at how good it felt to finally make love with a trusted one, skin to skin.
Austin anchored against the rail, not more than a minute had passed, but Kitt seemed to have none of it. Austin heard movement behind them. He forced one eye open and looked back to see Kitt’s shirt coming over his head. He wiped down his cock.
Kitt moved quick. He lowered Austin to the porch floor with the moonlight in perfect position for Kitt to see Austin’s face. He straddled Austin’s chest, working his plump, erect cock. “I’m not done. Suck me.”
Austin wasn’t given a chance to respond. Kitt shoved his dick down his throat.
He deep throated Kitt on the first thrust. Kitt slid down his throat on the second push. Kitt leaned forward, landing on all fours and fucked Austin’s mouth. He pistoned his hips back and forth. Austin was completely relaxed and able to open even further than normal, willing himself to take all of Kitt, and just breathe when he could. The deep moans Kitt made had Austin lifting his hand to massage his ass and sac, running the balls through his palm. When he slid a finger in Kitt’s ass, massaging the gland, it was all it took. Kitt tightened and roared, shoving himself as far down Austin’s throat as he could. His release jerked and spewed from his body.
Apparently, Austin just rocked Kitt’s world. Kitt fell to the side, slipping from Austin’s mouth. Austin took a deep breath in through his nose, swallowing down everything Kitt left behind. The timing worked out perfectly, breathing was as important to him as sucking Kitt off, and now, he had both.
“Goddamn, how do you do that?” Kitt asked. He was laying on his back now, his arm thrown over his eyes as if the moonlight was too bright to look at. Kitt was panting, his chest heaved, and he had already begun to drift off to sleep.
Austin grinned, wiping at the side of his mouth. As much as he loved Kitt’s taste, he loved to kiss Kitt after they sucked each other off to share the taste. Austin pulled up, climbing up on Kitt and did just that. He kissed Kitt thoroughly, holding his head in place with his hands, his tongue swi
rling and suckling, tenderly making love to Kitt’s mouth.
Both missed the car lights pulling in next to Austin’s truck.
“For God’s sake, the house was like three steps from where you’re lyin’, couldn’t you have made it inside?” The sheriff’s voice ripped them apart as it came through the night over a loud speaker.
“I’ll give you one minute from right now to get up and get your clothes right before I come up there. Don’t make me see anything that might permanently scar me for life, Kelly. I’ve seen enough of you recently. I might arrest you just for that.”
They bolted up, moving quickly. Both Austin and Kitt were dressed in a matter of seconds. Austin had no idea what this was about, or why the sheriff was here, but it couldn’t be good at this hour of the night. They were down the steps as the sheriff met them in the backyard.
“I’m sorry to come out so late. I figured you might be here. The town was buzzin’ tonight, and I heard Austin drove,” the sheriff said.
“Yes, sir.” Kitt responded and Austin followed with a nod because it was the only thing he thought to do. “Is everything alright?”
“Son, they took Verne off life support this evening. He died almost immediately. Part of my job was to notify next of kin. I also went and got his belongings from the room he rented. I found this.” The sheriff held a shoe box and he handed it to Kitt.
“As best as I know, no one else saw it, but I can’t be sure of that. I’m breakin’ the law, but I just figured you’d been through enough, and Lily and the girls didn’t need any more stress.” The sheriff said it, trying hard to hold eye contact, but finally lost the battle. He lowered his head and nodded.
“Sorry to bother you two so late. I’d say I’m sorry about Verne, but he caused you lots of bullshit for no reason. Maybe that’ll show you why.” The sheriff turned on his heels with a simple goodnight and took off without another word.
“Come inside, let’s see what’s in there,” Austin said, putting an arm around Kitt.
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Kitt followed Austin up the steps, lifting the lid to the shoe box. It was too dark to see much, but he could make out some old photographs of his dad. As Austin opened the backdoor, the images struck Kitt hard, causing him to stumble a bit as he walked inside. Austin went through the living room, turning on the lights, and Kitt shuffled a hand inside the box, moving the contents around. There were photos of his dad as a younger man, even before Kitt was born. Kitt dumped everything from the box on the table.
There were so many pictures of his dad and Verne together, taken like they were on vacation. They posed at different monuments, state signs, arm in arm. There were also letters, all bound together with a rubber band. Kitt’s heart began to pound as he realized what he held. He looked up at Austin who’d sat down at the table, just watching him. Kitt sat down and pulled the rubber band free and opened the first letter. It was a love letter to Verne from his dad.
Hours passed by as Kitt read each letter. They were full of emotion, of love, of everything his dad had felt for Verne, and all the wishes he had had that some day they could be a real couple. Kitt’s father had been gay. As he and Austin sat at the table, Kitt read everything, seeking out the photos that matched each letter’s date. Kitt let Austin look at each one before he put them together in chronological order. Apparently, his dad had met Verne in high school. They’d been lovers since the beginning; Verne had been his dad’s first lover.
Through the letters, Kitt learned his dad’s history. The battles he’d had with his family. His dad had paid Kitt’s mom to be his wife. She’d been young and poor, just a pawn to him, much like Lily must have been. They’d both been too young and in too much need to know better. Both had been there to help his father hide and keep his standing in the community.
For over the forty years Verne and his father were together, Verne had broken up with his father more than once, needing more of a commitment. And, his dad had promised Verne the farm if anything happened to him. It was right here in black and white. His dad hadn’t had a proper will when he died, just something he’d scribbled down a long time ago on a piece of paper to their family attorney. Verne could have fought it and won, but he’d have to bring forward a relationship no one had known they had.
Verne never fought Kitt in court, keeping his father’s secret. Instead of battling it out in public, Verne fought him every day until Kitt had no choice but to fire him. Kitt never knew all that aggression stemmed from Verne being a grieving lover, deeply in love with his father.
Austin stayed quiet, making coffee, keeping Kitt’s cup filled well into the night. Neither of them said much. Some of the letters his dad sent before he died showed he feared Kitt was gay and hiding. His father talked about trying to beat it out of him, not wanting Kitt to live a life of lies like he did. With the letters spread out across the table, along with the photos, Kitt looked across the table at them all, then at Austin.
“I never knew him.” Kitt felt small, insignificant. This one hurt Kitt.
“He never let you know him.”
“But that’s what I’ve been doing, too, the one thing I never wanted to do…I’m living my father’s life.”
“Not anymore. You broke free where your father didn’t have the nerve to.” Austin pulled his chair right next to Kitt. Austin took Kitt’s hand and brought it up to kiss his palm.
“It’s only because of you that I’m out. I didn’t do it on my own.”
“That’s not true. You went out tonight. You didn’t have to, but you did.”
“My dad died a bitter angry old man, and it was because of this. He could never be with the man he loved. That would have happened to me if I hadn’t met you.” Kitt turned in his seat to face Austin, threading their fingers together.
“It would have happened to me too, but I met you.” Austin tightened his hold on Kitt’s hand and leaned forward for another light kiss. They sat there a minute more until Kitt turned and carefully placed everything back together inside the box before putting the lid back on it.
“I don’t think Lily should ever know, or my sisters. We need to keep this hidden.” Kitt nodded to confirm his decision. “We need to find a safe place for this.”
“I like the we part of that.”
“No more hidin’.” Kitt nodded again. The beer he’d drunk, and the emotion pouring through had him a bit frazzled. Austin smiled at him and came in for another kiss.
“Agreed, no more hiding. Now, come to bed. You have to be exhausted.” Austin pulled Kitt back to their bedroom.
“I love you, Austin.” Kitt followed behind him, bringing the box with him. No chance he wanted it left out.
“I love you, too, baby.”
Epilogue
One year later
Austin pocketed his phone as he stepped up into the driver’s side of his pickup truck. Kitt was on the passenger side waiting for him. Austin smiled at him.
“That was my attorney. They found the guy that hacked my email. He’s a she named Dunc. They’re arrestin’ her in Mexico as we speak. Ironically, it was my nemesis who helped find her. Rich and Mercedes filed charges against her for stealin’ their money. She’s apparently livin’ it up, not stayin’ discreetly hidden. She’ll be expedited back to the U.S. to stand trial.”
“Dunc’s a girl?”
“I guess, who knows, but jail time should be fun for her.” Austin reversed the truck until he got a clear path to head out into the pasture.
The land immediately behind theirs had come up for sale, Austin bought it, and now they had a combined twenty-five thousand acres together.
They did officially join the farms, operating as one now. Kitt moved in with Austin at his house. They gave Kylie his cabin for when she came home for the summer or Christmas breaks. Then once school was out, she’d have a place to live for as long as she wanted it. Both their lines of breeding cattle and quarter horses were coming along better than expected. Hooch and Little Lady were entering the racing world this ne
xt season.
As Kitt expected, Austin started a new project, another film. It’s one he decided to produce, as well as star in. It was filming primarily in Texas, mostly here on the ranch in the furthest back pastures on the newly purchased land. It was a remake of the Great Gatsby. Austin decided to build a replica of the house here on the ranch. He wanted them to live in it after the filming was complete. Austin was constantly asking for Kitt’s input. He listened incessantly to all the details on the movie and house. Okay, it was more like Kitt pretended to listen to all the details. Austin wanted Kitt happy there. It would take years to film correctly, but he wanted the home perfect for Kitt.
As they drove to check out a problem with a back fence, Austin was already back on the list of actors he planned to take various roles. For the most part, Kitt kept his nervousness to himself. Austin was just so excited about acting again, but it concerned Kitt. They were together now, and he needed to live in the now for as long as he got the opportunity. It’s what his father and Verne’s relationship had taught him, so he sat in the truck, watching the fence line, letting Austin talk.
It was already dusk outside. They needed to get a move on it to see the fence line properly. Kitt started to say something, but Austin kept the flow of conversation going every time he opened his mouth to speak. Austin kept taking his time until he diverted from the path heading out into the open pasture. The move caused Kitt to narrow his brow, and he looked over at Austin, who continued the steady stream of talking, not letting him interrupt. Out of nowhere Kitt saw lights. It looked like maybe a small fire until they drove closer. There were candles burning. A smiled spread across Austin’s lips and he sighed.
“I was afraid I was gonna have to start talkin’ about the declaration of independence…Surprise!”
“What is it?”
Austin laughed at Kitt’s confusion.
“It’s the house, honey. See it roped off?” Austin stopped the truck, turned off the ignition, but left the lights on and jumped out. “This is the first floor. Come on, I’ll give you a tour.”
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