Chapter 9
Kitt sat on his front porch looking out
over the pond. The moon cast a perfect
glow on his little log cabin. His place
was small, nothing more than a bedroom,
bathroom, kitchen and living room, but
he loved it out here. It couldn't have
been any more perfect for him. Kitt had
built this cabin almost completely on his
own, way before his father died.
He was eight miles from the main
house and about nine miles from the
highway. He'd worn a pretty decent trail
leading from the main road up to the
cabin, but the idea of Sean driving his
Fisker, navigating it over the rugged
terrain, made Kitt chuckle. Too bad it
hadn't been full daylight outside so he
could have watched that little ride pop
and bounce off the ruts and holes along
the way.
Both the horse barn and cattle barn sat
between his cabin and the main house.
His front porch looked out over the pond
and on clear evenings like this, he could
see the moon's glow perfectly on the
water. It was a beacon to his animals.
On a recent aggravated whim Kitt had
planted trees along the new fence line in
order to help block anything to do with
his new neighbor. After the last few
days, he knew the attempt was futile;
nothing would ever rid him of the
memory of the super hot Austin
Grainger.
Kitt twirled the empty long neck with
his finger against the arm of his chair.
He needed another beer, but instead of
making the trek to his refrigerator in the
house he kicked back in the recliner
lawn chair. He wasn't inclined to move
at all. After a solid week of no sleep and
long hard days, Kitt broke free this
afternoon a few hours early. He came
home, napped for about three hours,
showered, and then he cheated. He went
back to the main house, fixed an
oversized plate of food and gave a
random excuse as to why he couldn't
stay. Now, he just sat outside waiting for
Austin who seemed to be running a little
late from the schedule they'd been on.
His cattle were on the move, coming
to the pond. They surrounded the house
while moving forward. Kitt watched
them closely. He couldn't help but do it.
His herd sizes were growing fast. His
cattle was breeding and multiplying
well. Against the advice of just about
every old timer in the area, he hadn't
sold a female for the last two years. He
was also making sure his females stayed
healthy and strong carrying their young
through full term. His herd count was
close to double already.
Kitt would have to sell some in the
spring. Financially he had no choice, but
not more than a few hundred head would
go to sale. The organic way Kitt fed
them would fetch a pretty high price and
he'd already signed the contracts to
move them out come selling season.
Surely the hay and cattle sales would
sustain their cash flow through next
year's long hot summer.
He had told people he placed this log
cabin out here to help keep an eye on
things, but it was the solitude that drew
him out this far. He'd hidden for so long,
he'd become accustomed to keeping to
himself, but since Kitt and Austin started
their deal a few days ago, every night
Austin had been over or vice versa, and
Kitt found he enjoyed the camaraderie
and companionship they shared. They
were becoming buddies and it was all
completely new to him.
When Kitt was in college things were
easier, but even then no one in the
Agriculture program knew about his
sexual preference. He had never fully
shared his day to day life with anyone.
Off campus access to so many gay men
was great. Houston wasn't that many
miles from Texas A&M and gay bars
were there by the hundreds. Kitt never
got lonely, but to find someone in the
same world he lived changed everything.
He and Austin shared more than just
sex. Austin lived a life even more
hidden than Kitt's. Neither wanted to
breech those walls, so in return they
were becoming fast friends. Austin
easily talked to Kitt about his day. Kitt
did the same and they shared the same
sense of humor and political views.
They argued over religion, both
supporting their view points, but neither
got offended when the other rolled their
eyes scoffing off a thought. Most of their
talking was done after making love. Kitt
liked that part the most.
"Whoa, Kitt Kelly, hold your horses.
It's sex, not making love. It's sex. Just
sex. Only sex," Kitt said out loud to
himself.
So many memories of his past were
creeping in his thoughts tonight. It would
be natural to think about his father. It
was a buried hurt for Kitt to know his
dad never really forgave him for not
coming back and working this land.
He'd needed Kitt here, apparently worse
than Kitt knew. The ranch was failing
badly, but it failed because his dad was
an old man set in the old school ways of
farming. He had needed Kitt's brawn,
but hadn't wanted his brain, which in
Kitt's estimation was what he truly had
needed the most.
Even if Kitt had come home and
stayed, it wouldn't have helped anything.
He and his dad were always butting
heads. His dad had no problem with
maintaining the role of strict
disciplinarian even after Kitt became an
educated, full grown man. His father
would demand Kitt use his fists when
they were at odds and Kitt would take
the beating. He never doubled his fist up
at his father. Even during the times he
grew stronger and knew he could take
him, Kitt never fought back. His father
considered that a weakness in him.
They'd been in a big fight the day his
dad died. The hard headed fool of an old
man wouldn't even listen to him the days
leading up to his death when his left arm
was hurting so badly for no reason. His
dad just wasn't going to be told what to
do from his brainiac, worthless son.
The longer Kitt sat out on the porch
the more the memories flooded. Stuff
he'd pushed away and refused to deal
with for so long. His dad's foreman,
Verne, sabotaged him in so many ways
after he took over the farm. Hell, he even
suspected Verne was responsible for
some of his recent broken contracts, but
there was no way to prove it. Verne was
an old drunk. He'd been with the farm
since Kitt's birth, but he blamed Kitt for
his father's death. Verne forced his hand
one too many times and Kitt had to fire
him within the first month of being back.
He hadn't taken that well at all.
His stepmom and sisters were
completely clueless to the true state of
the farm. Kitt had had to stop all their
spending. The last few years had been
tough on them. Changing this rundown
place into a productive, progressive
working ranch took everything Kitt had
and it was still iffy. One bad move, one
extended drought would wreck
everything they had worked for.
As Kitt's attitude began to take a full
nose dive, the lights of Austin's fourwheeler
appeared over the ridge. Funny
how just seeing Austin in the distance
made Kitt's mood pick up. He watched
the headlights get closer and closer as
Austin took form in the night.
Kitt's smile turned into a chuckle as
he remembered the first night Austin
approached him. He'd been stunned
stupid over Austin's admission he was
gay. He'd half expected the producers of
candid camera to pop out and laugh at
the big practical joke Austin just played
on him, but the pounding his ass took a
few minutes later propelled his brain
forward, catching him quickly up to
speed.
Without question, Kitt knew Austin
wouldn't stick it out here in Texas for
long term. Once Austin remembered
what drove him away in the first place,
it was sure to have him take off again.
No matter how much Austin tried to deny
it, he was still the Austin Grainger, for
God's sake. And the Austin Grainger
was worldly, elegant and just on a
higher plane than the little people in the
world. Everyone either wanted to be
Austin, or get a piece of him, but for
right now Kitt was fully invested in this
fantastic fuck fest. He wanted to capture
every memory of their shared time
together. He'd cherish each night and
spend his days reveling in the fact that
sometimes dreams did come true. As
long as he could keep his heart
somewhat separated from it all, he'd be
okay when Austin eventually left.
Kitt watched Austin park the fourwheeler
and climb over the fence
weaving through the cows as he made it
to the front porch steps. Kitt stayed
seated with his feet kicked up.
"Sorry I'm late. I had to take a call,"
Austin said coming to stand in front of
Kitt. He extended his hand to Kitt pulling
him up from his seat.
"Everything okay?" Kitt asked looking
closely at the worry in Austin's eyes.
"I don't know, I've got to fly back to
L.A.. Cara's having some problems,"
Austin said. He was usually so
forthcoming, he told Kitt everything.
Actually, Austin talked a lot, but this
time he didn't elaborate and his
expression made it clear things weren't
good.
"While I was on the phone, all I could
think about was being here with you,"
Austin added, leaning in for a kiss.
"You're already making my life better."
Both of Kitt's hands were entwined
with Austin's. Normally Kitt didn't do
these kinds of public displays, not even
being out here so completely alone, but
Austin was a touchy, feely kind of guy,
and the obvious concern he felt for Cara
worried Kitt.
It took a second for it to even register
on Kitt's brain Austin said something
about already flying back to L.A. And
then he was hurting. He'd thought he
might have as much as six months with
Austin here, maybe even a year, before
he got bored and left. Now just a few
days after they got started Austin was
already making plans to leave.
"How long will you be gone?" Kitt
asked trying to school his facial features
to not let any of his feelings show on his
face. But Austin had a knack at reading
him, an uncanny way of seeing through
him.
"It should only be for a day or two.
Are you going to miss me?" Austin
teased as he stepped forward, closing
the little bit of distance between them.
"Hmm… Have you eaten, yet? I got
chili from Lily, enough for both of us."
Kitt ignored the question pulling free of
Austin's hold, and turned toward the
front door to his cabin only to have
Austin grab his hand back in his own and
tug Kitt back to look him in the eyes.
"I'm gonna miss you. I've enjoyed
these last few days," Austin said
wrapping Kitt in his arms.
"Me, too. Come inside." Kitt's eyes
darted out across the pasture. Only the
cows were out, but it was an involuntary
scan he couldn't help. Maybe it was
because for the first time ever he'd
brought all this to his home, but lately he
hadn't been able shake the feeling that
someone was out there watching. He'd
never found a soul, but he couldn't lose
the feeling. He tugged free of Austin's
hold and stepped into the house with
Austin following close on his heels.
"Did you call Fisker yet to tell him
you weren't seeing him anymore?"
Austin's question caught Kitt off guard
and he stopped, turning quickly around,
confusion clear on his face. They'd
never discussed Sean after the first
mention of him.
Austin was right behind him, ready to
step up for a soft, sweet, light kiss and a
tight embrace, pressing Kitt the length of
his body. The front door still stood wide
open. "You look surprised that I
remembered my competition… Have
you called him?"
"I sent him a text. Pretty lame, huh?"
Kitt would have to talk to Sean, but he
decided to give it a few days, see what
was really going on between Austin and
himself. A regular fuck buddy didn't just
fall from the sky. Replacing Sean could
be a challenge, and if Austin already
planned to go back, he'd need Sean. On
so many levels Austin had dug himself
firmly under Kitt's skin. The fact that it
had been only three days didn't matter.
Kitt chided himself even while standing
in the circle of Austin's arms. Sex! This
is convenient sex between two grown
men due to proximity, nothing more!
"What did you say to him?" Austin
persisted. Where was this coming from?
Kitt extended his leg and kicked the front
door closed with his foot when Austin
refused to break free of their hold.
Kitt didn't answer right away. He
tugged free of Austin's hold on him and
started toward to the small kitchen.
Austin stayed on him, stopping him with
the slide of his hand down the front of
Kitt's shorts, pulling him back against
Austin's chest.
Kitt was hard and ready, but he was
always ready for Austin. Austin
massaged his cock and placed his lips
on Kitt's neck, sliding his tongue up until
he whispered in Kitt's ear. "I love to see
you out there waiting for me. Tell me
babe, it's important to me, what did you
say to Fisker?"
"Not a lot. That feels good," Kitt said
closing his eyes, letting the moment
consume him. He dropped his head back
on Austin's shoulder and rolled his hips
forward, pushing the hand holding him
up under his t-shirt. He loved Austin's
hands on his skin. It was such a turn on.
The best foreplay ever.
"Mmm you like this? It feels good to
me too… Listen, handsome, I've been
thinking. If you can break free early
tomorrow maybe we could go camping.
Spend the night out somewhere remote,"
Austin suggested and finally slid his
hands inside Kitt's shorts pushing him
forward through the house to the
bedroom.
"I could probably do that," Kitt
answered, stumbling a bit, grinning at
their awkward moves because he was
completely unwilling to walk normally
and lose Austin's hands working his
cock.
"Tell your foreman you're going to
Dallas and sleep in with me in the
morning. Can you do that for me?"
Austin said, reaching lower to grip and
massage Kitt's sac as he nipped at Kitt's
earlobe before plunging his tongue into
its far depths, exploring his entire ear.
Austin knew Kitt liked it a little rough
and gently pinched his sac. The move set
off an explosion of sensation throughout
Kitt's body. He couldn't respond or take
another step. Precome wet the tip of his
cock. Austin used his thumb to spread
the liquid all over his broad head as he
shoved Kitt's shorts down. Austin kept
the massage going even as Kitt arched
his hips forward, pushing his cock
harder in Austin's hand.
And then Austin made the move Kitt
loved. He leaned down to lick his tip
before placing a kiss on his slit, working
it gently with his tongue. Kitt slid a hand
up Austin's neck to pull him back up for
kiss. He thrust his tongue forward,
lapping at the far depths of Austin's
mouth. They were somewhere close to
the bed, but Kitt was too lost to know for
sure. Right here on the floor would do
just fine. It wouldn't take Kitt long with
Austin on his knees.
"Answer me, Kitt. Say yes, please,"
Austin whispered.
"I think you make it too hard for me to
think straight." Out of nothing more than
self-preservation, Kitt pushed free of
Austin's hold stepping back a step or
two until his knees hit the bed. His eyes
stayed on Austin and Kitt watched as
that sexy grin of his spread across the
male's stunningly beautiful face. Even
after so many days of deeply gratifying
sex with Austin freaking Grainger, it still
took only one look from the man to make
Kitt breathless.
Kitt kicked off his shoes as he yanked
his t-shirt over his head.
"You have no shame. I swear to God
you do it on purpose," Kitt said,
releasing the button on his shorts.
"It's because I see clearly what I
want, and what I want is standing so
enticingly in front of me." Austin
waggled his eyebrows dropping his
clothing on the floor as he stepped
closer to Kitt.
Kitt was undressed first and lifted his
hands to Austin's face turning him in the
perfect angle to claim those wonderful
lips.