Home of his own, p.19
Home of His Own, page 19
part #2 of Home Series
The chestnut gelding’s soft lips nuzzled his palm, trying to get the candy.
Randy came up to him after checking on the blind three-year-old they stabled with Sam. “Bluff is doing great. Let’s go inside and grab a shower. Warm us up.”
“Good idea. I’m still a little sore.” He patted Sam’s neck once more and they headed in.
* * * *
Randy turned on the water in the bathroom. He stripped, tossing his clothes in the hamper. A whistle broke through the hiss of the water as he bent over to test the temperature. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Les leaning in the doorway, staring at his ass. He wiggled it.
Les groaned and stepped up behind him, pressing his erection in between Randy’s ass cheeks. They rocked together for a few seconds before he straightened and offered his hand to Les. Hands entwined, they stepped under the water.
He wrapped his arms around Les’ waist, tugging his lover’s body tight to him. Their cocks rubbed against each other, pre-cum painting their stomachs. He bit Les’ bottom lip and sucked on the injured flesh. Les slid his hands over Randy’s shoulders, down his back to squeeze Randy’s ass.
Randy leaned his head back, offering Les more of his throat to nibble on while he tried to concentrate on running his fingers down Les’ crease to play with his lover’s hole.
Twin moans filled the air as Les bit Randy’s neck and Randy pressed his finger into Les’
tight channel.
Pumping his finger in and out, he rained kisses all over Les’ shoulders and face. Les’
own kisses became hit and miss as Les rocked his hips, encouraging Randy to stretch the ring of muscles guarding Les’ inner passage. Their skin slid together, slick with water and sweat.
“Turn around,” he ordered Les, removing his fingers from Les’ ass.
“Why?”
Les’ pout was adorable and Randy laughed.
“I want to fuck you with my tongue.”
He almost fell over, howling with laughter at the shocked expression on Les’ face.
He turned his unresisting lover to face the tiled wall and knelt, spreading Les’ firm cheeks. Les’ golden skin flushed red.
“Are you embarrassed?”
Les’ reply was muffled by the man’s face being buried in his arms. Randy shook his head.
“You mean you and Taylor never rimmed each other?” He rubbed his thumb over Les’ puckered rosette.
“No.” Les sighed. “Taylor was more interested in fucking me than in being adventuresome in bed.”
Randy looked up to see Les glaring at him over one of those broad shoulders.
“Where did you learn about rimming?”
He shrugged. “Tony and I were talking about playing in bed and he mentioned Brody liked it.”
“Shit. You discussed our sex life with Tony?” Les sounded appalled.
“Sure. We talk about sex all the time.” He pinched Les. His lover squeaked and jumped. “It helps that our lovers are two of the sexiest men alive.”
“I’m never going to be able to look Brody in the face again,” Les muttered.
Randy licked Les’ hole before blowing on it. Les succumbed to a full body shiver. “I think you’ll be thanking Tony for telling me about this.”
He pointed his tongue and pressed it in past the first ring of muscles. Les shuddered, pushing back, letting Randy know he wasn’t going to complain about this form of foreplay. Randy played with Les’ opening, teasing and licking the pucker ring while thrusting his tongue into the tight channel. He slid one hand around to stroke Les’ cock fast and hard.
“Baby.” The word strangled in Les’ throat.
He knew Les was close by Les’ ragged movement between his tongue and his hand.
Tightening his grip, he encouraged Les’ climax. Wet heat splashed over his hand, mixing with the water. Les’ inner passage clenched around his tongue.
“Shit, love.” Les’ chest heaved, trying to catch his breath.
Randy stood, kissed Les’ neck and eased his cock into Les’ ass. Les moaned, arching his back to allow Randy to slip further in. He gripped Les’ narrow hips tight as he slammed into him. Randy wasn’t willing to take his lover slow and gentle this time.
Nailing Les’ gland with each thrust in, Randy knew he’d be bringing Les along with him when he climaxed.
“I can’t believe this perfect ass is all mine,” he murmured and licked the water droplets off Les’ skin.
“It’s been yours for three years and I don’t see anyone else getting it for the rest of my life.” Les grunted when Randy’s thrust slammed him against the wall. “Careful, love.
Try not to bruise me too much or you won’t be getting any tonight after everyone goes to bed.”
Randy tried to slow down, but it wasn’t working. He’d been nursing a hard-on since dancing with Les in the living room. He wanted to fill this man with his cum and somehow mark him as his own. It wasn’t often he got this possessive of the fucking gorgeous man he loved.
His balls drew up and a tingle pooled at the base of his spine. He leaned forward, drove deep into Les and came, flooding Les’ insides with his seed. Les’ muscles milked Randy’s prick until he was dry.
Les braced his hands against the tiles and Randy slumped over, covering his lover’s back for a second. When his heart slowed down, he pulled out and reached for the soap.
He washed quickly before he cleaned up Les.
Brushing a kiss over Les’ cheek, he helped the older man step from the shower. Les stood, blurry eyed, while Randy dried him off.
“Why don’t you go and take a nap? I’ll see if Margie needs any help.” Randy pushed Les towards their bedroom.
“Are you sure?”
Les didn’t protest too much when Randy tucked him in under the blankets.
“I’m sure. I’ll wake you in enough time to get ready before everyone gets here.”
“Thank you, baby.” Les rolled over and buried his face in Randy’s pillow.
“You’re welcome.” Randy patted Les’ ass, grabbed his clothes and went back to finish getting ready for the party.
His hands shook as he shaved. He didn’t remember being this nervous the night of the NPR finals when he won the World Championship.
Chapter Two
Les walked out of the bedroom as Tony and Brody arrived. He smiled, watching Tony and Randy greet each other. He flushed when Randy whispered something in Tony’s ear and the bull rider smirked at him.
“Brody, would you like a drink?” He wasn’t going to let the younger men embarrass him.
Brody nodded, shaking the hand Les offered him. “I’d love a beer. I’m not sure I want to be around with these two conspiring like that.”
Les shook his head and chuckled. “Don’t worry. I know what they’re talking about and it’s only embarrassing to me.”
“Really?” Brody stopped, looking thoughtful. “Maybe I should go back and see what they’re saying.”
“No, you shouldn’t because then it would be embarrassing for you too and I’d like to be able to meet your gaze at some point in the future.”
Brody studied him for a second. He looked at the blonde with as bland an expression as he could accomplish.
“They’ve been talking about sex again, haven’t they?”
Brody blushed and Les felt his cheeks heating as well.
“Yeah.”
“I swear they’re worse than old ladies.”
Brody followed him into the kitchen where Les grabbed the other man a beer out of the refrigerator. Margie glanced up from where she was pulling the last pie out of the oven.
“I resemble that remark, young man. You better watch what you say.”
Les took the pie from Margie and set it on the counter before he hugged her. “You’re not old. You’re aging to perfection. Besides you don’t gossip about what Randy and I do in bed.”
“Oh goodness no. My heart can’t take that.” She blushed beet red.
“Quit teasing her, love.” Randy joined them in the kitchen.
Tony came over and hugged Les, pressing his lips to Les’ ear. “Glad to hear my advice worked.”
Les glared at the bull rider for a second. He placed a hard kiss on Tony’s mouth. “I don’t want to talk about it, but thank you.”
Brody looked confused while Tony and Randy leaned against each other, laughing.
Les sighed and grinned at Max, Tony’s foreman, who stood in the doorway, watching them.
Max Furlo was average height, maybe six foot with his boots on, but the man was wide; big shoulders and barrel chest. Everything about the cowboy spoke of power. Les had watched him pull a calf caught in the birth canal of its mother with nothing more than his bare hands and a grunt. His light brown hair gleamed with auburn streaks as he took off his hat.
“Would you like a beer, Max?”
“Sure, mate.” Max’s Australian accent was faint.
He pulled more beer out for Max, Tony and Randy. After handing them out, he poured hot chocolate for him and Margie. They filed out into the living room and settled down. He and Randy sat on the couch with Margie. Tony and Brody shared a chair and Max stood by the fireplace.
“Where are the boys?” Les rested his arm on the couch behind Randy and let his hand play with the curls at the nape of Randy’s neck.
“Juan had to show Yancey the horse you’re letting him ride.” Tony shrugged.
“They’ve been inseparable since Yancey got home this morning.”
“Give them a few more years. They’re building something that’ll last.” Max stared at the bottle in his hand as he spoke.
“True. I’m glad Yancey decided to go to U of W. Gives them more time to grow up without the other always around.” Tony settled back against Brody’s chest.
“If Juan keeps going the way he is, I’ll be sending him out East to ride with Edward Monterrose.” Les saw the frown on Tony’s face. “You can’t keep him here, Tony. You have to give him a chance to find his own place in the world.”
“It’s hard to watch them grow up and move away,” Tony mumbled.
“Almost like watching your own child leave.” Margie stood up and patted Tony’s shoulder as she walked past to the kitchen. “Max, can you help me set the table?”
“Yes ma’am.” Max swallowed the last of his beer and went to the dining room where Margie had set the dishes and silverware.
“I always wondered what his story is,” Randy said quietly as they sat watching the foreman for a moment.
Brody set his bottle down and pulled Tony tighter to him. “Never thought about asking; his references came back clean.”
“Doesn’t go out much. He’s a loner, I guess.” Tony grinned at Les. “When are the others getting here?”
“Rick and Lindsay should be here soon. Jackson will be here in fifteen or so. He went to pick up Tammy and Peter.”
A knock sounded on the door and Les slid away from Randy to stand and answer it.
David Preston stood on the porch with Tee and Beth, David’s parents.
“Evening. I’m glad you made it. We’re waiting for Rick and Lindsay to arrive before we start dinner.” Les stepped back and gestured for the Prestons to come in.
Headlights swept over him and he yelled back at Randy, “I think Rick and Lindsay just pulled in.”
Randy leapt to his feet and raced to the door. Les caught the younger man before he ran out into the snow.
“If you’re going out there, put shoes on first.” He pointed to Randy’s sock covered feet.
Randy hopped from foot to foot as he waited for Rick to help Lindsay out of the car and up onto the porch.
“Don’t worry about the luggage. We’ll bring it in later.”
Les hugged Lindsay while Randy and Rick pounded each other on the back. He pulled her into the living room where the others were chatting quietly.
“Lindsay, you know Tony. This is his partner, Brody MacCafferty. The two youngsters who have snuck in the back are Juan, Tony’s nephew and Yancey, Brody’s younger brother.” Les introduced her to the rest. “Margie and Max are in the dining room setting the table. You two could go and see if they need help.” He nodded at Yancey and Juan.
The younger men wandered off to the kitchen.
Fifteen minutes later, Margie announced dinner was ready. Les stood and gestured for the others to go into the dining room. He was glad they had invested in a larger table to fit everyone. He laughed. Who knew their family would expand to include so many?
He watched them all sort out their spots. All the couples sat together, even Yancey and Juan. David, Max, Peter, Les’ accountant, and Margie sat grouped at one end. He held out a hand for Randy to take and stood at the end of the table. He waited until everyone was quiet and watching them.
Les wrapped his arm around Randy’s narrow waist, drawing his lover closer to him.
He smiled at everyone.
“We’d like to thank you all for joining us tonight. It’s Valentine’s Day and I know you’d all probably rather be spending time with your significant other.”
Everyone laughed.
“When we decided to have this commitment, we wanted it to be private and personal. Family and friends had to be here which is why you were invited.” Randy rested his head on Les’ shoulder. “Whether you’re related by blood or love, you’re family to us.”
“Let’s enjoy the marvelous food Margie made for us and after dinner, we’ll do our thing.”
Randy sat to Les’ right and dinner started.
* * * *
Randy stood with Les in front of the fireplace. He was dressed in black jeans and a button down dress shirt. Les had picked it out for him because it was blue and matched his eyes. Les smiled at him. He could see love and desire shining in his lover’s dark eyes.
Les wore khaki pants with a grey and black sweater. Randy thought he never looked more handsome.
“You two are about to make me go into sugar shock if you don’t stop staring at each other.” Rick’s voice broke up Randy’s intent study of Les’ face.
He turned and grinned at his brother. Rick sat in one of the chairs with Lindsay on his lap. Randy had been thrilled when he realized his brother was involved with her. It might be because he liked Lindsay and thought she would be good for Rick or simply because he was in love and thought everyone else should be as well.
Margie bustled out of the kitchen where she had been directing the loading for the dishwasher. Her eyes were shining with tears. Randy couldn’t help himself. He went over and hugged her.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
“You’re welcome.” She hugged him back. No other words were needed. She understood what he was thanking her for. She knew he considered her more of a mother than a housekeeper.
Yancey, Juan, Burt, and Dusty filed in from outside. They had gone out to check the animals.
“We didn’t miss anything, did we?” Juan’s smile was infectious.
“No. We wanted everyone here before we said our vows.” He reached out and took Les’ hand. Turning back to their gathered company, he smiled at them all.
Tammy was crying already and Jackson had his arm around her, shaking his head with a rather deer-in-headlights look. Randy knew his foreman would be hearing from his sister about a ring soon. Good thing the man had bought one already.
Brody and Tony snuggled close at one end of the couch while Yancey and Juan got cozy at the other end. Max and Peter stood separate from the others, but still a part of the group. Dusty, Burt, David and David’s family gathered around as well. Randy studied each one and felt the caring connecting each of them to the others. They were becoming their own family.
He glanced over at Les and his love squeezed his hands. God, he loved this man with every atom in his body. He grinned at Les and looked back at their family.
“I never thought I’d get a chance to love someone. Life had taught me I wasn’t special or privileged enough to have my wishes granted. I had a great sister.” He winked at Tammy who was still sobbing quietly in Jackson’s handkerchief. “Even though she’s a bit watery right now.”
Tammy flipped him the finger and everyone laughed.
“Looking at all of you, I know I’ve gained what I was always looking for: laughter and love, friends and family.” He met Les’ eyes. “I gained all of this because of you, Leslie Hardin. You opened your home and your heart to me. You took me as I was and made me better.”
Tears glistened in Les’ dark eyes.
“It took me a while, but I finally figured out my heart lies in your hands. I am yours forever and longer if it’s possible.”
He pulled a wide silver band out of his pocket. Grasping Les’ left hand in his, he slipped the ring on Les’ ring finger. He made sure it was secure and lifted the hand to his mouth. He placed a kiss on the ring to seal his vow.
Les took a deep breath. His hand gripped Randy’s hard for a second before relaxing.
His lover cleared his throat and sent a soft smile in Margie’s direction.
“After my father died, it was only Margie and I. We rattled around our lives, helping others and letting them go when they healed. I never thought someday I’d meet someone I didn’t want to let go.”
Attraction raced through Randy as Les faced him again. It was the same feeling he felt three years ago when he met Les for the first time. He hoped it would never go away.
“Who knew it would take a beat-up bronc rider to turn my head and make my heart race?”
He chuckled along with the others.
“I’m not very good with words. Understand this, Randy Hersch, no matter what happens from here on out, you are where my home lies. I don’t plan on ever letting you go.”
Les tugged Randy’s matching band from his shirt pocket and slipped it on Randy’s finger. Randy gasped quietly as Les sealed his vow with a similar kiss to Randy’s band.
Randy stepped closer, cupping the back of Les’ head with his hand and urging Les to kiss him.
He didn’t take the kiss as deep as he wanted. There would be time for that later after everyone went to bed. With a light nip at Les’ bottom lip, he pulled back and smiled. The love shining in Les’ eyes filled him with warmth. For a moment, they were alone with only each other.
