by Faith Gibson
Bryan made a big production of chewing. Andy laughed. “Oh, no. You don’t get off that easy.”
“Obviously, I do,” he said pointing at the wet spot between his legs.
Andy laughed. “We’re going to remedy that. But first, if you want this…” Andy grabbed his dick and stroked, “you’re gonna have to give me your name.”
Bryan sat up, took a strawberry in his mouth, and bit into it, letting the juice fall onto Andy’s hard-on. He placed the other half onto Andy’s waiting tongue. Before Andy finished chewing, Bryan kissed him, muttering “Harrison” against his lips.
“Like George Harrison? I know your mom liked her music.”
Bryan rolled his eyes as he eased his body down between Andy’s legs. He licked the strawberry juice off Andy’s cock. “Harrison Ford. She also loved the Indiana Jones movies.”
“That’s cool. At least you aren’t named after two dead presidents.” Andy moved the strawberries back to the bedside table for later.
Bryan dragged his tongue up the length of Andy’s dick, sucking it down when he got to the tip. “Mmm. You taste so good.” Andy spread his legs farther apart, letting Bryan have at him. He was really good at giving head, and Andy had no problem with being on the receiving end. Bryan worked his cock up and down while fondling Andy’s balls. He pulled off Andy’s erection and sucked on each nut, pulling them up and licking underneath. Bryan’s tongue got precariously close to Andy’s hole, but he didn’t flinch. He’d thought a lot about whether or not he could ever let anyone fuck him after what Patrick and Clark did. He decided the answer was no. But Bryan wasn’t anyone, and what they would do together wasn’t fucking. Andy wanted to let Bryan make love to him. To make him forget the bad and replace it with good.
The longer Bryan sucked, the more he made Andy forget everything. But he didn’t want to come in Bryan’s mouth. Not this time. “B, stop. I want to make love to you again. That is, if you aren’t too sore.”
“I’ll worry about that tomorrow, and if I’m walking funny, I’ll blame it on Cochise.” Bryan crawled up Andy’s body and straddled his thighs. His cock was hard and leaking. Andy slid his fingertip through the moisture and placed it on his tongue. Bryan hissed, “So fucking sexy, Lily.”
Bryan pushed up on his hands and stretched out until their erections were touching. “I want you to make love to me bare.” Bryan slid down then back up. “I want to feel you. Nothing between us, and instead of you coming down my throat, I want you to come in my ass. Fill me up with your seed.” He slid down again. On the way back up, Andy grabbed his ass and held him still.
“On one condition.” Andy licked at Bryan’s lips, teasing.
“What’s that?” Bryan licked back.
“You let me see your face.” Andy teased, the tip of his tongue barely touching Bryan’s lips.
Bryan circled his hips, the movement erotic. Seductive. He held still for a moment then circled his hips again. For someone who had little experience, Andy’s lover knew how to move. How to kiss. How to suck. Bryan dipped his head, taking one of Andy’s nipples into his mouth, sucking the flesh all around it before biting the tip. The jolt from the bite went directly to Andy’s cock, and he was ready for round two.
“I need you, B. Can I have you?”
Bryan rose up on his knees and spread Andy’s legs like he was going to fuck him. He pushed his hard cock down until it rested against Andy’s ass. Bryan’s aqua eyes were darker than Andy had ever seen. Rubbing his erection along Andy’s crack, he growled, “Yeah, Baby. You can have me. But one day, you’re gonna let me have you. I’m gonna show you how good it feels to have this cock fill you up.”
Andy shivered at the promise. He had no doubt Bryan would make him feel good. Bryan took his length in his hand and stroked. When his thumb lapped up the moisture, Bryan stuck it in Andy’s mouth, pressing on his tongue. Andy swirled his tongue around, sucking Bryan’s thumb in and out like it was his dick. When Bryan pulled away, he rolled to his back, spreading his legs.
Andy didn’t make him wait. He opened the bottle of lube and poured it over Bryan’s hole, working enough inside to loosen him a little. He spread the rest of the slick over his cock and eased inside his lover. When he was fully seated, he stilled, giving Bryan time to adjust to being filled again. “I can’t believe the difference. You feel fucking amazing,” Andy purred.
“I need you to move.” Bryan pulled his knees back farther, opening himself wide for Andy. Holding the backs of Bryan’s legs for leverage, Andy set a pace that was faster than their first time.
“God, you’re beautiful, Lily. The way you move above me… fuck.”
This time was different. No longer was Andy worried about hurting Bryan. He rolled his hips until he hit Bryan’s prostate with the tip of his dick. Once he found the perfect angle, he kept at it, pegging it over and over, driving his lover crazy. Bryan fisted his cock and began stroking in time with Andy’s thrusts, moaning. “God, that’s… harder. I need it… harder,” Bryan grunted.
Andy increased his thrusts, pulling out and slamming in. He kept his eyes on Bryan, making sure he wasn’t hurting him, but goddamn, it felt good to let loose. Too good. “Please tell me you’re close, B.”
“I’m close. Come inside my ass, Baby. Fill me up.”
Bryan’s words sent Andy over the edge. Yelling out Bryan’s name, Andy pumped back and forth, each time sending more of his release inside Bryan’s body. Bryan flattened his feet to the bed, and his ass clenched around Andy’s dick, making the aftershocks more powerful. Ribbons of creamy liquid landed on Bryan’s chest and even his chin. Keeping his softening cock buried as deep as possible, Andy bent his elbows so he could lick the jizz off Bryan’s chest. He loved the way Bryan tasted. Loved the way his body shivered with each swipe of his tongue. When he had most of it lapped up, Andy pressed their chests together. “God, I fucking love you.”
“I love you, too, Baby. As cheesy as it sounds, you complete me. I hate the shit we’ve both been through to get where we are, but I’d do it all over again if it meant spending the rest of my life with you.”
Andy rolled to his side, his spent dick easing out of Bryan’s leaking hole. Instead of getting up to get a washcloth, Andy hitched his leg over Bryan’s muscular thighs and ran his fingers over his chest. They stayed like that for a while, neither one talking, just being.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Bryan
Fully sated and wrapped around each other, Bryan told Andy about the concert and how Cade introduced Mal as his fiancé. Not only had they made up, but they’d also agreed to take things to the next level. After a quick shower to clean the spunk off their bodies, they spent the next couple of hours finishing off the berries and drinking champagne while talking about nothing in particular. When they woke the next morning, they decided a longer shower was in order.
Bryan poured shampoo in his hand and lathered Andy’s short hair. The longer he massaged his lover’s scalp, the more Andy moaned and the harder his cock became. Since they had already bathed one another, Bryan got on his knees to worship Andy’s dick again. Making love had been so much more than he ever expected. Now he knew why he didn’t feel anything with the girls he’d slept with. His body was meant for Andy. It didn’t really surprise him when Andy mentioned marriage. They were completely committed to one another, and that was the natural next step. It did surprise him when Andy suggested taking Bryan’s last name, but he understood. Andy no longer felt part of his family and hadn’t in a long time.
When Bryan felt Andy’s body tense, instead of sucking harder, he pulled off Andy’s dick and stroked it until he was shooting across Bryan’s chest and chin. As much as he loved the way Andy’s salty release tasted, he liked being marked by his man even more. Bryan knew it wouldn’t be long before he added Andy’s name in ink somewhere on his body. Some people considered that the mark of death for a relationship, but Bryan had no doubt Andy was it for him. He’d promised to love him until the day he died, and Bryan didn’t
make promises he couldn’t keep.
After Bryan washed again, they dried off and slipped into sweat pants and T-shirts. Together, they stripped the sheets on Suzette’s bed and added fresh ones. Bryan straightened the room and put the sheets in the wash while Andy started breakfast. They really did make a great team. After they ate, Bryan led Andy to the front porch swing where they finished their coffee. “We really need to get a patio set for the deck,” Andy said.
“You don’t like swinging with me?”
“Of course I do, but we could have enjoyed our breakfast outside.”
“True. If you want, we can go over to Franklin later today and look around.”
Andy put his hand in Bryan’s and laced their fingers together. “I’d like that. Listen, I wanted to ask you something. Last night you mentioned me going to school for a business degree. Why did you say that?”
“Before the shit went down with your family, that had been your plan. I just thought if it was something that interested you, you could still do it. Instead of running an oil company you could take over the business end for Mal. I’m not saying you should, I was just throwing it out there as a possibility.”
“I hadn’t really thought about it.”
Bryan had thought about it. He had thought about it a lot. He had no doubt Andy loved him. He also had no doubt Andy would stay on the farm for Bryan because it was probably the only job he was going to be able to get with his PTSD. He didn’t want to hold Andy back. He was too selfish to let him go, but he wanted Andy to be happy with his job, whatever it was.
“You wouldn’t mind if I went back to school?” Now, Andy was thinking about it. “Not that I am, but if I did?”
“Not at all. I want you to be happy, Babe. I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth if that’s what it takes.”
“You’re such a good man.”
“I don’t know about that, but I am a man who loves you.”
“I wish I could have met your mom.”
Bryan smiled. “Me, too. She’d have loved you.”
Moe and Curly, who were lazing at the tops of the steps, sat up, ears perked. “I bet that’s Mal and Cade,” Bryan said. When Andy started to pull his hand away, Bryan wouldn’t let him. “They’re gonna find out sooner or later. I’d rather it be sooner so we can be ourselves around everyone.”
Andy leaned over and kissed him just as a blacked out SUV rolled down the driveway.
“Stop that shit,” Cade yelled out the driver’s window, grinning.
“Sooner it is,” Bryan said before deepening the kiss. He could sit there kissing his man all day, but they had to face the music. “Come on, Lily. Let’s get this over with.” Bryan pulled Andy to his feet and linked their fingers together as they made their way to the back of the house. Cade angled out of the vehicle and pulled both of them into a bear hug.
“I can’t thank you both enough for everything.”
Mal came around the SUV wearing the biggest smile Bryan had ever seen on the man. “We couldn’t be the only ones happy around here,” Bryan joked.
“Andy, I see you made a quick recovery,” Mal said.
“Huh?” Andy asked, frowning at Bryan.
“I might have told him you didn’t feel well. I had to tell him something so I could get back home to you last night.”
Andy’s face lit up. “Yeah, I’m feeling much better.”
“How long’s this shit been goin’ on?” Mal asked, still smiling.
“Since for-fucking-ever,” Andy said at the same time Bryan said, “Not long.”
Cade and Mal both laughed, and Cade pulled Mal into his side, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. “I’m glad there isn’t a ‘no fraternization’ rule for the hired help.”
“You and me both,” Bryan agreed, pulling Andy to him the same way Cade held Mal. “We’re gonna head over to Franklin and do a little patio furniture shopping.”
Mal pulled out his wallet. “Here, take the company credit card.”
Bryan held up his hand and protested, “No, Mal. Andy and I live here, too. It’s not fair for you to pay for something we want.”
“You’re not the only ones gonna sit on it, are ya? Besides, I’m the one wantin’ a new dining table. Why don’t y’all look for one of those while you’re out?”
“Why don’t we all go?” Cade said. When Mal shot him a nasty look, Cade laughed. “We have the rest of our lives to fuck like bunnies, Cowboy. Besides, if we’re gonna build our own house, we can look at the other furniture and get an idea of what you want.”
“Y’all are building a house?” Andy asked.
“Yep. Somewhere out in the north forty. Or south forty. Hell, out there,” Cade pointed behind them. “So, you two will have that whole big house to yourselves.”
“Speaking of that. Mal, I’ve decided I do want to move into your mom’s old room after all,” Andy told him.
“And leave Bryan on the other side of the house all alone?”
“Nah, I’m bringing him with me. If that’s okay.”
Mal grinned. “Fine by me. That’ll open up the other rooms for when we hire on more men.”
“More men?” Bryan asked. He wasn’t sure how he felt about sharing the house with strangers. Then again, he’d done it with Andy and Mal, and things had turned out pretty good.
“Yeah, we’re gonna be buyin’ up as much land around us as we can. You two won’t be able to do it all on your own, so eventually we’ll hire a couple new men to help out. Now, let’s go furniture shoppin’.” Bryan was glad to know Mal and Cade were planning on staying in Arlo. He’d worried that Cade would try to get Mal to head off to California, leaving him and Andy behind. Not that they couldn’t handle the farm, but it was a lot of responsibility.
Andy and Bryan closed up the house and piled in the backseat of Cade’s rental. The trip to the next town over turned out to be a lot of fun. Bryan and Mal remained quiet for the most part, while Cade and Andy cut up and joked with everyone they met. When they didn’t find exactly what they were looking for in Franklin, they ended up south of Nashville at a huge furniture mall. They picked out a large patio set as well as a matching high top with stools for the deck. Cade insisted on buying a gas grill, even though Bryan refused to cook on it. Mal chose the perfect table to put in the den turned dining room for the time being. Once he and Cade built their own home, they’d be inviting everyone to their house to eat.
Bryan pulled Andy to the bedroom section of the store. “I was thinking… Since we’re going to be sharing a room, what do you think about a king-sized bed?”
“I was thinking the same thing,” Andy wiggled his eyebrows. “I want to be able to roll around without falling off the bed.”
They walked around, followed by a sales clerk, looking at different styles, and they both pointed at a large sleigh bed at the same time. Next, they tried out different mattresses. “You know you’ll get in trouble if you try these out, don’t you?” Cade asked when he and Mal found them lying side by side on one of the displays. The woman who was writing down the items they were choosing gasped then giggled.
“Sorry, I… Is this the mattress you want?” she asked, recovering.
Bryan turned his head to Andy. “What do you say, Lily?”
“I say let’s get it.”
Cade went behind their backs and paid for everything. Bryan waited for Mal to lose his shit, but when they were all back in the SUV, he leaned over and kissed Cade. “Thanks, Rock Star.”
“My pleasure. Just think of it as a thank you to Bryan and Andy for keeping my man safe.”
“You really didn’t have to do that, Cade. We have money,” Bryan told him.
“I know, but I want to do this for you.”
Bryan and Andy both thanked him and settled back for the ride home. Bryan wanted to protest, but if he did, he would be no better than Mal when he’d been pouting. Cade had plenty of money, so Bryan let it go. Cade had paid extra to have all the new furniture delivered the next day. When they got back
to the farm, the four of them worked to get most of the old furniture out of the houseto make room for the new. The only thing they didn’t move was Suzette’s old bed, since Bryan and Andy would need it that night. Until they could figure out what to do with everything, they put it in the barn. Mal suggested asking his mom if she wanted any of it, but Cade told him he’d buy her all new stuff. Mal rolled his eyes, and Cade kissed him.
“What about the piano?” Cade asked.
“It’s stayin’. Andy likes to play it, and I enjoy listenin’ to both of you,” Mal told him.
“That’s right. I hear you’re better on the keys than I am,” Cade said to Andy.
Andy tried to make light of his talent, but Bryan spoke up, “I’ve never heard you play piano, but Andy’s seriously talented. Maybe we can get you both to play later?”
Andy’s phone rang before he could argue. Frowning, he answered, “Hello?” After a second he said, “Here? At the farm? Hang on, and I’ll let you in.”
“Who’s that?” Bryan asked.
Andy was still frowning as he headed toward the door. “Christy. She’s down at the gate.”
“Who’s Christy?” Cade asked.
“His best friend from back home. Something must be up for her to show up out of the blue.” Bryan went to the door and watched Andy jogging toward the road. A few minutes later, a small car came rolling up the driveway. Christy was driving, and Andy was in the passenger side. Bryan waited for them to come in the house, but they continued to sit in the car talking.
“I’m going to go straighten my room. I have a feeling she’s going to need somewhere to sleep tonight.” Bryan went to his bedroom and stripped the bed, adding clean sheets. Now that Mal had okayed it, he and Andy would move into Suzette’s room. Their room. He cleaned out the bedside drawer, tucking his pistol into the back of his jeans while taking the condoms and lube he’d stashed to their new room. He even went as far as swapping their toiletries to their new bathroom. By the time he was finished, Andy and Christy were in the living room talking to Cade and Mal.
