Cowboy Way (8 page)
looked down at the hand on the front of his shirt before looking calmly at the man it belonged to. “Ben, Im gonna ask you nicely to let go of my shirt, please.” Ryan was terrified and wondered how much help he would be if he jumped on the huge mans back. But Jake didnt seem concerned at all. He just stood there, staring at Ben, not saying anything, and waited.
“She said you grabbed her and pushed her. She was crying and said it was your fault.” Ryan could see that the big man was really upset, but he thought maybe there was something else going on.
“Ben, please let go, and then we can talk.” Ryan was awed by the fact that Jake wasnt afraid at all. Ben looked at Jake for a second longer and then let go of Jakes shirt, almost looking defeated.
Jake nodded and gently encouraged him to sit down across from Ryan, giving him the opportunity to slide in beside him. He reached down where Ryans hand was resting on the seat and grabbed it. He knew Ryan was upset, and he really just wanted to take him out of there, but he needed to work this out with Ben first.
“Jake, what the fuck happened? She was in hysterics, crying, cursing you, saying you hurt her. I knew it couldnt be right, but dammit, she gets to me every fucking time.” He rubbed his face with his hands, and Ryan thought he looked very tired.
“Ben, she just showed up at my place, being rude, demanding to know where Id been. I told her to go home, and she got ruder. So I grabbed her arm, hauled her to the truck, and pushed her in. That was it, I swear.” Ben nodded, like he knew it was the truth. Then he seemed to notice Ryan for the first time. Ryan wasnt sure he wanted to be noticed.
Jake could feel the tension radiating from Ryan and squeezed his hand to reassure him. “Ben, this is my friend Ryan. Hes my new hand. Hes gonna help me get that barn in shape, and hes real good with the horses.”
Ben stuck his big hand out and Ryan shook it, trying to not think about the fact that this man could crush him like a bug. “Nice to meet you, Ryan. Sorry about the drama.”
“No problem, Ben. Good to meet you too.” He thought he sounded convincing. He just wanted to get the hell out of there and go home.
“God, Jake, I am such an idiot. Its just, all the guys flirt with her, and she lets them, and it drives me crazy. I know youre not like that, probably the only one whos not.” He looked old, all of a sudden.
“Dont worry about it, Ben. No harm done. But, Ben, dont let her get to you like that. You dont deserve it.” Ben just nodded.
“Thanks, Jake. I gotta get going. Think Im gonna go to the bar and have a few.” He stood up and shook Jakes hand, looked curiously at Ryan, and left.
Jake and Ryan both sighed and looked at each other. Ryan grinned a little. “That was scary… and awesome. If he would have done that to me, I would have just dangled there from his fist.” He twisted his hand so that they were palm to palm and sat there for a minute.
Jake stroked his thumb across Ryans palm before letting go and standing up. “Come on, lets pay the bill and get out of here.” Ryan stood up. Jake paid the bill, and they left.
When they climbed into the truck, Ryan was back to sitting on the other side of the seat. Jake didnt say anything, just started the truck and headed back out of town. Ryan sat quietly, looking out the window, and Jake just let him, until they were out of town.
“Ryan, look at me, please?” Ryan turned his face toward Jake, and Jake could see that his eyes were red and that he was really sad. “Thats it!”
He pulled over on a side road, threw off his seat belt, and got out of the truck. He walked around to the other side, pulling a very confused Ryan out of the truck. He wrapped both arms around him and pulled him as close as he could. Ryan stood stiffly for a second before melting into the embrace. He slid his arms up around Jakes neck and tucked his head under Jakes chin.
They stood there for a minute before Jake pulled back slightly to look into Ryans eyes. “Are you gonna tell me whats going on? I mean, Ben acted like an ass, but it wasnt entirely his fault.” Ryan nodded, looking miserable.
“It wasnt that, really. Its just that… everyone likes you, Jake. You have a place here. A part in the community. People who genuinely care for you. And how much is it gonna change if they find out about me, us, whatever? Are you really willing to lose all that?” Ryan blinked back tears, the thought of leaving tearing him apart. But he would, to help Jake.
He was shocked when Jake grinned at him. “Im not losing anything yet, Ryan. And the people who like me? Theyll like me when they find out Im gay too. If they dont? Well, Im not losing much, then, am I? And look what Im gaining. Someone whos smart and funny and beautiful.” Ryan blushed, but he was smiling now. Jake slid his hands down Ryans back and grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling them closer together. When he spoke, his voice was deeper. “And I get this gorgeous ass, all to myself.” He pulled back and gave Ryan a mock frown. “I do get it all to myself, dont I? I dont share well with others!”
Ryan chuckled before nuzzling into Jakes neck. He lowered one hand to rub against the front of Jakes jeans, where a suspicious bulge was beginning to form. “As long as this is all mine!” he growled into Jakes neck and started tracing the long line of Jakes cock through his jeans with his fingers, causing both of them to breathe faster.
Jake put his hand on the back of Ryans neck and pulled him up into a tender, loving kiss that soon changed to one of want and desperation. When they pulled back to breathe, Jake licked a trail from Ryans lips to his ear. “We need to get home now, before I throw you on the front seat of this truck and fuck you until we both cant see straight!” His voice was raspy from heavy breathing and desire.
Ryan just pushed him toward the truck, and he scrambled in himself, this time settling himself beside Jake. Jake pulled back onto the highway and started for home. Ryans hand was back on Jakes thigh, only this time it wasnt staying there. Ryan turned in his seat a bit, once his seat belt was done up. He undid the button of Jakes jeans and traced along the top of the jeans with one finger, dipping into the vee the unbuttoning created. When he ran his finger down the zipper, the brunet groaned, and the truck swerved.
Ryan leaned up to whisper in his ear. “Sorry, babe, but youre just so hot. I cant help but touch you.” He touched his tongue to Jakes ear and kept talking.
“I cant wait until we get home. I want you to fuck me so good, Jake. Maybe in the barn, over a hay bale. Me bent over, ass in the air, and you buried balls deep.” Jake just swallowed because he was too horny to actually say anything, and he had to keep trying to concentrate on driving.
He heard Ryan gasp, so he looked at him. Holy mother of God, Ryan was touching himself. He was rubbing his cock through his jeans, and just as Jake was about to say something, Ryan moaned his name. “Fuck, Ryan, what are you trying to do to me?” He heard the rasp of a zipper being pulled down, and he looked over again to see Ryan pulling his cock out of his jeans. Shit, Ryan had been commando all day. The thought made Jakes cock throb.
Ryan started to talk again. “God, Jake, you feel so good in me. You seemed to find that perfect angle right away.” He was stroking himself, and when Jake looked at Ryans cock, disappearing into his own fist, he just about drove into the ditch. Ryan was murmuring to himself, but Jake could hear his name every couple of words. And when Ryan rubbed his thumb through the pre-come that had collected on the head and brought it to Jakes mouth to suck, Jake knew he had to do something fast. Home was too far away.
For the second time on the trip home, Jake pulled off the road, behind a grove of trees, and stopped the truck. He opened his door and practically ran to the other side of the truck. Ryan had the presence of mind to take off his seat belt. Jake grabbed both Ryans wrists in one hand and pushed Ryan back so that he was lying across the seat. He looked into Ryans eyes as he lowered his mouth to Ryans hard, leaking cock, and he began sucking hard and fast.
“Unngg, Jake, gah, God, feels so good.” Ryan was in ecstasy. Jakes mouth was like magic, and he knew just what to do to make Ryan feel good. His hips were thrusting, trying to get farther into Jakes mouth, when Jake pulled off.
Jake pulled him to the end of the seat and made him stand up while he pushed Ryans jeans around his knees. Ryans hand reached for the button on Jakes jeans but was pushed away. Jake spun him around and gently bent him over the seat of the truck with one hand while he stuck the fingers of the other in his mouth. When they were good and wet, he reached down to slide one saliva-slicked finger into Ryan, savoring the feeling of velvet heat. Ryan tensed briefly at the intrusion before relaxing to let Jake in.
Jake quickly found Ryans prostate and teased him with that long finger, Ryan moaning and babbling like he was losing his mind. Jake was wishing he has some lube when inspiration struck. He pulled open the glove box and pulled out a bottle of baby oil that Mikayla had left in the truck. He thought she used it for tanning, but at the moment, the why wasnt important.
Jake gently pulled his finger from Ryan, causing him to whimper. He fumbled his jeans open before flipping the lid on the bottle and using the slippery oil to slick his fingers. He slid two fingers back into Ryan, bending and scissoring them to stretch him, wanting to be sure that Ryan was ready.
He lined his cock up with Ryans entrance, pushing in slowly, until the head was just in and then he stopped.
“God, Jake, dont stop, please dont stop there.” Ryan was trying to push back, trying to impale himself, but Jake held him still.
“This is what happens when you tease, babe.” He reached around to wrap his hand around the base of Ryans dick, running his hand slowly up and down, never giving enough pressure to relieve the ache building there. Ryan started begging.
“Please Jake, oh God, please fuck me. Need you, wanna feel you, please, please, please!” Jake couldnt resist the need in Ryans voice. He slid in all the way, until his balls were against Ryans ass. He stayed there for a minute, reaching around Ryans waist to pull him flush against his chest, the other hand still stroking Ryans cock, only now with more purpose.
Ryan began pushing his hips back with shallow thrusts, and he whined with pleasure when Jakes teeth found his shoulder. “Please, Jake, fuck me harder. I want it, need it, now.” Jake kissed the back of his neck before leaning him back over the seat and grabbing his hip with one hand. Pulling almost all the way out, he slammed back in, loving the satisfied grunt Ryan gave. He kept working Ryans cock while slamming into him, not knowing or caring who was making what sound, both of them getting closer and closer to the edge.
Jake gave a little extra twist to the head of Ryans cock, and the blond cried out, coming all over Jakes hand and the seat of the truck. Jake thrust hard following Ryan over the edge, calling once more before Ryans name. He collapsed on Ryans back, trying to get his breath before pushing himself up. He pulled off his button-down shirt, leaving him wearing just a wifebeater, and he used it to wipe off his hand before turning Ryan around to clean him up as best he could. He wiped off the leather seat and threw the shirt on the floor of the truck.
He turned and pulled a still-panting Ryan into his arms. “You are gonna be the death of me.” He leaned down to give him a gentle kiss. “Now, can you behave yourself long enough to get home?”
Ryan reached up to peck him on the nose. “You like it when I dont behave myself!” Jake couldnt help but smile. “True, but I wanna get home and talk some more about these ideas you have for the barn.” He leered at Ryan mockingly, and they both laughed.
Ryan reached up to cup Jakes face, rubbing his thumb across his lips, and he gave a little smile when Jake kissed it. “Lets get home.”
they got back to the ranch, they gathered up the stuff theyd bought and went to put it away. Jake took the tack into the barn, and Ryan took the groceries into the house. Once he had all the food put away, he picked up his cell and called his Gramma Ida. When she answered, he could hear the smile in her voice. It made his heart ache for home.
“Ryan, my angel boy, Ive been waiting for you to call back. Did you find everything you needed?”
“Yeah, I did, thanks.”
“Youre welcome, sweetie. So, whats new with you? You sound happy!”
“Well, I love my new job, Gram, and I made a new friend.” He couldnt help the smile that came over his face at the thought of Jake.
“A new friend, huh? Must be some friend to put that smile in your voice.”
“I dont know yet, Gram, but well see.”
“So, my dearest boy, what about this horse that youve been taking care of?”
“Well, shes been pretty badly hurt, and Jake and the vet are having a hard time getting her healed up. I remembered the poultice you used to make, like the one you used on Magic? What do you say, Gram, are you ready to share the family recipe?”
His grandmother was chuckling. “Of course, Ryan. Do you have a pen and paper?”
Ryan grabbed some, and they spent the next twenty minutes chatting about the recipe and the best way to go about caring for Bella. At some point Jake came in and walked up behind him, wrapping both arms around his waist and pulling him close. Ryan relaxed back against him as he finished up his conversation with his grandmother.
“Okay, Grams. Thanks for the info, and Ill try and do things the way you would.” He snorted quietly; like he would ever get to be half that good.
“I love you, Ryan, and I am so glad that youve found some happiness.”
“Love you too, Gram. Say hi to Mom and Dad for me, and tell them Ill give them a call in a couple of days. And give the kids a hug for me!”
“I will, baby boy. Bye for now.”
Ryan hung up the phone and stood quietly for a few seconds before turning in Jakes arms and snuggling into his chest. Jake just held him closer and kissed the top of his head.
“You okay?” He rubbed his hands up and down Ryans back, trying to comfort him as best he could.
“Yeah, I just miss her.” His voice was muffled from talking into Jakes shirt. “I miss them all.”
“I know.” Jake didnt have any family, now that his grandmother was gone and his dad wasnt talking to him. It left him lonely, and he couldnt even imagine how Ryan felt, knowing they were there and feeling like he couldnt go and see them.
Ryan stirred in his arms, reaching up to kiss his jaw. “Thanks.” He gave him a tight hug before moving away to prepare the poultice for Bella.
Jake was content to just sit back and watch him work. Ryan was so intense when he was concentrating. You could tell it was something he was taking very seriously. He measured and mixed, talking to himself the whole time. Jake grabbed the iced tea out of the fridge and poured himself some, drinking it at the table, quietly.
Ryan was not the kind to clean as he went, so when the pile of dishes started to overwhelm the counter, Jake moved to the sink and started washing, catching the grateful smile his boyfriend gave him.
Wait… boyfriend? He tried it out in his head and liked the way it sounded. Boyfriend. Wow, sounded better every time he thought it.
Ryan was finally done and turned and caught the smile on Jakes face. “What?” It was the kind of smile that was contagious, and Ryan found the same one on his face. He walked up to Jake, who was still elbow-deep in the sink, and Jake reached over and kissed him on the cheek.
“Nothing, just thinking. Go do what you have to. Ill be out in a minute.”
Ryan grabbed the poultice mixture and the wrapping supplies he needed and headed out to the barn. He started whistling as he went out the door, and Jake just shook his head with amusement.
When the dishes were done, Jake headed out to see what Ryan was doing. He walked into the barn and found him crouched down beside Bella, wrapping her leg with the bandages designed to keep the thick paste of the poultice clean. He was talking to her, calming her with his voice, and Jake stopped to listen.
“I dont know, Bella. It looks like both of us lucked out when we met Jake Evans. I know he saved your life, and Im pretty sure he saved mine too. I was so lonely, Bella, and I never thought I was gonna find anyone. I dont know where this is going, and it scares the hell out of me, but I am pretty sure I am in love with someone I have only known for a couple of days. I dont know how he feels about me, and I am not sure what to call him yet, but I dont care. Ill take what he can give me and give him everything I have.”
When he was done wrapping, he stood up, walked over to the sink set against the wall, and washed his hands. He looked around for something to dry them on and, finding nothing, dried them on the bottom of his shirt. Jake must have made some kind of noise because, all of a sudden, Ryan whirled around to look at him, eyes wide and nervous, wondering how much Jake had heard.
Jake just smiled and sauntered toward Ryan, grabbing his hips and pulling him flush with his body when he was close enough. Ryans arms went automatically around Jakes neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
“How about boyfriend?” Ryan looked confused but hopeful. “You said you didnt know what to call me. How about boyfriend?” His heart was pounding, waiting for Ryan to say something.
Ryan grinned his thousand-watt grin and attacked Jakes mouth, pushing every ounce of love in his body into that kiss. “Really?” He pulled back to look into Jakes eyes. “You wanna be my boyfriend?” He looked almost shy, waiting on Jakes words.
Jake leaned down and kissed Ryans nose. “Yep, I do. What about you, you wanna be my boyfriend?” He knew they sounded like teenagers, but he couldnt have cared less.
“Of course I wanna be your boyfriend.” Ryan gave Jake another intense kiss. “Why, Mr. Evans, you gonna pin me?” Ryan was joking in his best Southern accent and was completely caught off guard when Jake pushed him up against the wall and grabbed both wrists, pushing them over his head, holding them still.
“Thats a hell of an idea, Mr. Andrews!” He pushed up against him, effectively pinning him to the wall. He leaned in and nuzzled his nose into Ryans neck, drawing in his smell. Ryan smelled like horses, leather, and something he was assuming was the smell of the poultice he made. It was sort of sweet and spicy smelling, but underneath it all, he could smell the faint scent of sex. Ryan hadnt showered since their little pit stop that afternoon. He licked a strip from Ryans collarbone to his ear, wondering if he tasted as good as he smelled. He did.
“Mmm, youre my new favorite flavor, Ryan.”
Ryan smiled and angled his neck to give Jake better access. “Well, I aim to please.” His voice was hoarse and thick with need. Ryan had never been so horny in his life. Not even when he was a teenager.
Jake nibbled on an earlobe, causing Ryan to gasp. “Oh you do, you please me a lot, beautiful!” He licked and kissed his way around Ryans throat to the other ear, earning himself a hot blush that he could feel against his lips.
“M not beautiful,” Ryan moaned. He tried to duck his head but was stopped by Jakes hand on his face.
“You are beautiful, Ryan.” He was very sure about that. “Not in a girl sort of way. But in a hot, caring, yummysmelling, all-man kind of way.” Each word was punctuated with a gentle kiss on Ryans face.
He rubbed his cheek against Ryans, giving a little moan at the feel of stubble against stubble. “I love the feeling of the stubble on your face against mine. I love the strength in your hands when youre touching me. I love how youre strong enough to push back when I push against you.” He rolled his hips against Ryans. “It makes me feel safe and cared for.” He let go of Ryans hands long enough to rid them of their shirts.
“I love how you smell. I love how your cock feels in my hand.” He reached down and palmed Ryan through his jeans, feeling him get harder at his touch. He leaned down to whisper in Ryans ear. “I love how this feels in my ass.” Ryans hips twitched at that statement. “I want you to fuck me, Ryan. Will you do that for me?”
Ryan pushed off the wall and pulled his hands free. He grabbed Jakes hips and spun them around so that Jake was against the wall. He grabbed Jakes hands, held them down by his sides, and kissed him hard before trailing kisses down his chest, stopping to bite a nipple on the way down, causing Jake to writhe against his mouth.
“God, Ryan.” Jake was panting now, and his breath hitched when Ryans mouth bit gently at the sensitive skin below his bellybutton. Ryan let go of his hands long enough to pop the button on Jakes jeans. “Dont move your hands!” His voice was a growl, and the demand was doing things to Jakes cock. He obediently kept his hands where they were, even though they itched to bury themselves in that gorgeous blond hair.
Ryan slowly pulled down the zipper of Jakes jeans and slid them down his legs, leaving Jake standing there covered only by his boxers. He kissed around the waistband and then rubbed his cheek against Jakes aching cock through the cotton. He could smell Jake and sex, and it was making him desperate. He pulled down the fabric and licked his lips before sucking him as far into his throat as he could.
Jake cried out at the sudden pleasure, still fighting to keep his hands against the wall. He looked down at Ryans mouth sliding up and down his cock, and the sight almost did him in. He was moaning and whimpering, and his hips were bucking, and oh God, he needed to come.
Ryan pulled off and slid back up, trapping Jakes cock between their bodies. Ryan caught Jakes bottom lip between his teeth and bit gently before sliding his tongue in. He pulled back, and they were both having trouble breathing.
“Dont move!” Ryan pulled back from Jake and ran from the barn, leaving a very confused Jake standing there with his pants down around his knees. He heard the truck door, and then Ryan was back. He threw himself at Jake, kissing him everywhere, and Jake heard something drop to the floor.
“God, your mouth is perfect, Jake, and you taste so good.” Ryan turned Jake toward the wall and pushed him to lean a little forward, palms flat on the wall. He kissed his way down the pale flesh of Jakes back, enjoying the quiet sighs of contentment coming from Jakes lips.
He reached down, grabbed the bottle of baby oil he had gotten from the truck, and drizzled some on his fingers before rubbing one teasing finger across Jakes entrance, taking care to be gentle in case he was still sore from the day before.
Jake didnt want careful or gentle, he just wanted some relief from the pounding need in his body. He looked over his shoulder at Ryan.
“Ryan, you gotta fuck me, please, now!” He was still looking at him when Ryan slid one finger into his hole, and it was good, but it wasnt enough. Soon it was joined by another, and then another.
“More, please, Ryan, I need you.” Ryan pulled his fingers out, leaving Jake feeling empty, but he heard the rasp of Ryans zipper and the rustle of clothing, and then Ryans oilslicked cock was at his entrance, slowly pushing in, and he stopped thinking.
Ryan pushed in slowly, the feeling of Jake around his cock almost overwhelming him. Once he was all the way in, he stopped, letting the brunet adjust to him. He waited until Jake was pushing back against him before moving, shallowly at first, but soon thrusting harder, Jake grunting his approval. He leaned on Jakes back, touching as much skin as he could, and reached around to stroke Jakes cock.
Jake was beyond words, except for the occasional, “Yes,” and Ryans name. He leaned his head back on Ryans shoulder and braced himself on the wall, pushing back to meet Ryans thrusts.
Then he found his words again. “Gonna come, Ryan. God, gotta come!” Ryan just stroked faster and bit down on Jakes shoulder.
That was it. Jake came with a shout, and the sight of his ecstasy pushed Ryan over the edge. He came hard, holding Jake tightly, both of them bracing themselves on the wall.
When Ryan had some semblance of control over his body again, he pulled out of Jake gently, turning him around and letting him lean against the wall before pressing against his chest.
Jakes arms wrapped around him and held him close, and he buried his face in Ryans hair, three words trying to get out of his mouth and Jake thinking it was too early to say them. But he could feel them.