The Belt Buckle Ranch Collection, Volume 1 (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

by Olivia Black

  “I care about your brother. We don’t really know each other that well yet, but I’m hoping to spend more time with him.”

  “I don’t know your story, but I do know my brother. He’s the type of man that wears his heart on his sleeve. He’s been taken advantage of in the past and I don’t want that to happen again. Whatever your baggage is, you need to deal with it.” Even though his words were harsh, Jared understood, since Tyler was Jacob’s brother.

  “I’m trying to. There is some stuff in my past and I’m confronting it so that I can move forward. I do care about Jacob and I want him to be in my life.”

  “I’m glad to hear that.” His voice was genuine. “Go see Jacob. I’ll sleep down here and give you guys some privacy.”

  “You don’t have to do that. I’ll just go back to the ranch.” Jared stood up and tucked the barstool under the counter.

  “No.” He waved him off. “You came here for a reason. You need Jacob. Go upstairs.”

  “Thank you,” Jared murmured.

  Jared left Tyler drinking behind the bar and walked up the stairs to Jacob’s apartment.

  Closing the door behind him, he hung up Jacob’s jacket. The sound of soft snores filled the small space and he smiled. Wiping his clammy hands down the front of his jeans, Jared pulled his T-shirt over his head and walked toward the bed. He wanted to climb in and cuddle close. Looking down at Jacob’s sleeping form, Jared toed off his shoes and stripped down. He pulled the comforter back and slid in between the sheets, careful not to wake Jacob.

  He moved in close and wrapped an arm around Jacob’s midsection before closing his eyes.

  Chapter 11

  Jacob felt his bed move. He opened his eyes, ready to tell Tyler to get his ass back to the couch, when he realized a very naked Jared was cuddling close to him. Groaning, he turned to his side and wrapped both arms around his baby boy.

  “Hmm, I’m so glad you’re here,” he whispered.

  He was prepared to fall back to sleep, but Jared started kissing his chest, rubbing his body against Jacob’s.

  “We can’t do anything, baby boy. My brother…” he started.

  “He’s downstairs in the bar. He said he was planning to sleep down there.”

  In one smooth move, he rolled on top of Jared. He let out a deep moan when his hard shaft rubbed against Jared’s. Leaning down, he took Jared’s mouth in a slow, passionate kiss. Jared opened his mouth and Jacob slipped his tongue into the warm cavern, their tongues rolling and dancing. When Jared started rocking his hips, trying to create friction, he broke the kiss.

  Jacob slid down Jared’s body, kissing a trail along the hard chest. Flicking his tongue over a taut nipple, he teased it for a few seconds before gently biting the flesh. Jared jerked, moaning loudly, and Jacob grinned, moving to the other one. The sounds coming from Jared urged him on. Jacob licked a trail down Jared’s smooth stomach until he reached what he really wanted. Licking his lips, he stared at Jared’s beautiful, slender, seven-and-a-half-inch prick.

  Before tasting his prize, he went down further, inhaling Jared’s scent at his groin before licking the man’s wrinkly sac. Jared moaned again, spreading his legs apart. Jacob licked a path from sac to puckered hole as Jared’s hips bucked, a shudder raking through his body. He slid his arms under Jared as he nipped and sucked his perineum and balls.

  “You’re so beautiful,” Jacob said, full of desire.

  “So are you.” Jared looked down at him, watching him closely.

  Focusing back on Jared’s cock, he watched as the slit oozed pre-cum from the center and he couldn’t wait to have the man’s length down his throat. Leaning forward, he licked up the tasty bead and groaned in delight. He wrapped his mouth around the head of Jared’s cock and gently suckled as he skimmed his hands up the young man’s thighs to grip his hips.

  “Oh…” Jared let out a breathy moan. “That feels so good. Oh, God!”

  “Hmm,” Jacob hummed.

  Jacob swallowed Jared’s erection to the root. He sucked up, then went right back down. He swiped his tongue over the engorged head, tasting slightly salty and sweet pre-cum. Tasty. Moving one hand down, he gently fondled Jared’s soft sack, rolling the young man’s balls. With his other hand, Jacob moved his fingers to Jared’s crease and, using his fingertips, rubbed the man’s hole in a circular motion.

  Without warning, Jared yelled out his name and came. He swallowed down the man’s cum quickly as multiple blasts hit the back of his throat. He continued to suck until Jared’s cock started to deflate inside his mouth. Pulling back, he placed a kiss on the head before kissing the man’s hip and stomach. He moved back up Jared’s body, placing open-mouthed kisses along the way.

  Reaching under the pillow, he grabbed a bottle of lube, secretly palming it. Jacob nuzzled Jared’s neck, licking and sucking the flesh into his mouth as he flicked open the lid and squeezed some of the liquid onto his fingers. He moved his hand down and rubbed two lubed fingers against Jared’s hole before slowly pushing them inside. Jared stiffened and let out a small yelp before relaxing.

  “Are you okay?” Jacob whispered in his ear.

  “Yeah.” He nodded rapidly. “Just a little cold.”

  Jacob started moving his fingers slowly, pumping them in and out of Jared’s ass. Jared didn’t lie still on the bed. He started moving on Jacob’s fingers. He added a third digit, twisting his fingers, hitting Jared’s prostate.

  “Oh, fuck! Do that again!” Jared cried out in pleasure.

  Jacob stroked over it again and again, watching as Jared’s cock started hardening once more. He grinned as Jared bucked and moaned, riding his fingers. He stared down at his baby boy, lost in the vision of Jared in the throes of passion. He was a beautiful sight. Pulling his fingers free, Jacob leaned over and grabbed a condom off the nightstand. Ripping the package open, he rolled the latex over his shaft. Jared started to roll onto his hands and knees, but Jacob stopped him.

  “I want to look into your beautiful eyes, baby boy.”

  Jared grinned, lifting his legs and exposing his puckered hole. Jacob groaned. Grabbing the base of his cock, he rubbed the head of his shaft up and down, over the pink skin. Unable to tease the man for long, Jacob pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until he was seated deep in Jared’s ass.

  “Fuck,” Jared breathed out before pulling his lower lip into his mouth and biting down. He let out a deep moan before growling, “move.”

  Jacob rocked back and forth until he felt Jared’s muscles loosen up. He stared into the man’s gorgeous blue eyes as his thrusts became more urgent and demanding.

  He noticed the young man’s eyes fill with moisture and immediately stopped. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah.” He nodded rapidly.

  “Why do you have tears in your eyes, baby boy?”

  “This is so much more that I’ve ever experienced. I…uh…I feel…” He stopped, looking as if he were embarrassed for showing emotion.

  “Me too,” Jacob told him.

  Pulling Jared’s legs over his forearms, he moved closer, shoving his cock even deeper. Jacob looked down where they were connected and watched in amazement as Jared’s ass swallowed his dick over and over again, the skin stretching tight around his shaft.

  “Damn…so good, baby boy. Your ass was made for me.”

  “I’m close…” Jared panted. “I’m gonna cum.”

  Holding Jared’s thighs in a tight grip, he moved his hips faster. “Pump your cock, baby. I want you to cum all over me.”

  Jared grabbed his cock, stroking it, matching his rhythm. Jared let out a deep moan and Jacob picked up his pace, wanting his gorgeous boy to cum. Jared cried out, and warm liquid shot out of his prick, hitting Jacob’s chest. He grinned down at Jared as his release roared through him. His body jerked as his balls emptied. Dropping his legs, Jacob collapsed on top of Jared, careful to not put his entire weight on the young man.

  It took a couple of minutes for him to catch his breath. Once he could breathe norma
lly, he grabbed hold of the condom and pulled his hips back.

  “I’ll be right back, baby boy. You better not disappear on me or I’ll spank your ass.” Jacob winked.

  “I won’t, I promise.” Jared smiled.

  Jacob strode to the bathroom. He pulled the latex off and dropped it into the trashcan before grabbing a wash cloth. Turning on the faucet, he waited for the water to warm up before running the material under the spray and wringing it out. Walking back to the bed, he leaned down and cleaned Jared off before wiping down his own chest. He tossed the cloth on the floor before climbing back into bed. Reaching across the bed, he pulled Jared against him, spooning the young man.

  “I’m glad you came over. I missed you,” he whispered into Jared’s ear.

  “I missed you, too. I couldn’t fall asleep.” He said the last sentence in between yawning.

  “Good night, baby boy. I’ll see you in the morning.”

  “‘Night, Daddy.”

  * * * *

  Jared woke up early, still cuddled close to Jacob’s warm body. Opening his eyes, he stared at the man’s face, relaxed in sleep. He was such a beautiful man. Reaching out a finger, he gently touched Jacob’s rough cheek.

  Jared was haunted by his past, by the things he’d seen and, worse, the things he’d done. But those dreams didn’t bother him, not when Jacob was around. Taking a deep breath, Jared knew he wouldn’t be able to have a real future with Jacob, not until the past was cleared up. He needed to come clean. He needed to confess. And he needed to get rid of his baggage. That was the only way he could clear his conscience and his soul.

  As carefully as he could, Jared crawled out of bed and got dressed. He didn’t want to leave Jacob behind, not again, but at this point, he didn’t feel like he had many options. Leaving the apartment, he walked down the stairs and came face-to-face with Tyler. The man sat on the hard floor, a blanket covering his legs. He was awake and looking incredibly uncomfortable.

  “I knew you’d run away.” He shook his head, looking as if he were disappointed in Jared.

  “I’m taking care of my baggage,” he said, and Tyler raised a brow. “Look, I know you care about your brother, but you should know that I’m falling in love with him. I don’t want to hurt him. There are some things in my past that I need to take care of.”

  “That’s smart.” He nodded.

  “I’m serious about a future with him,” Jared said bluntly.

  “Then, go do what you need to do.”

  Jared nodded as he walked past Tyler and headed toward the front door. Unlocking the door, he stepped outside into the cool early-morning air. Shivering from the chilly weather, Jared shoved his hands into his packets. He slouched a bit, drawing his shoulders in as a cool breeze blew through his thin T-shirt. Passing the work truck, he decided to leave it in the parking lot as he walked down the street.

  It didn’t take long to reach his destination—the sheriff’s station.

  Climbing up the concrete stairs, he opened the door and was greeted by a tinkling bell. He closed the door behind him and stood frozen. His heart started pounding frantically in his chest as the consequences to his actions finally settled in his gut. He could go to jail. He’d killed someone. It didn’t matter if the man was a monster.

  “Good morning,” a deep voice said, pulling him from his thoughts. “Can I help you?”

  Looking up, Jared noticed a man wearing a brown-and-tan uniform. He appeared to be a little older than Jared, in his mid-thirties—chestnut-brown short hair, a beard and mustache cut close to his face, and chocolate eyes.

  Clearing his throat, Jared tried to calm his frayed nerves. “My name is Jared Carter. I’m here to turn myself in.”

  The man’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but he quickly masked his expression. “Why don’t you come to my office, we can talk there.”

  Jared followed the cop back into a small office. He walked around his desk and sat down. The desk chair groaned under his weight and he moved until he was comfortable.

  “Go ahead, take a seat,” he instructed, and Jared sat down in one of the two available chairs. “Whenever you’re ready.”

  “I’m not sure where to start,” Jared admitted, his hands shaking with fear.

  “Start at the beginning,” he suggested.

  “I—uh—I grew up in the foster care system. The last place I was sent was a boy’s home in Southern California. It wasn’t too bad there at first. We went camping and to the beach. You know…stuff like that.” The sheriff nodded and Jared continued. “When a new assistant director showed up, everything changed. Things got really bad.” He paused, his stomach cramping in pain and the memories assaulted him.

  “It’s okay.” He leaned forward. “Take your time.”

  “He liked…he liked to do…he was…” He couldn’t even say the words. Bile rose in his throat and Jared felt like he might throw-up.

  “He was a bastard that liked boys?” The sheriff asked, pity and concern written all over his face.

  “Yeah,” Jared choked out.

  Shaking and sick to his stomach, Jared threw a hand over his mouth. He jumped up from his chair, grabbed the trashcan resting next to the sheriff’s desk, and vomited. With no food in his stomach, he dry heaved. A strong hand touched his shoulder, and Jared jumped back in surprise.

  “Take a few deep breathes and calm down. Listen, you don’t have to say anything. In fact, I would prefer if you didn’t. Once you admit to a crime, there’s no turning back.”

  Panting, Jared closed his eyes as tears leaked down his cheeks. “I need to get over the past.”

  He turned toward the sheriff and placed his head on the man’s shoulder, sobbing. The sheriff seemed to be caught off-guard for a minute, but he ended up wrapping his arms around Jared’s shoulders.

  “I have to confess.” He sniffled, trying to get himself under control, but it was impossible.

  He hadn’t cried when that bastard touched him, but now, he couldn’t seem to hold back. Once the tears started, he couldn’t stop them. It was as if a damn broke wide open and everything spilled out.

  Jared woke up to shouting. He recognized the voices and knew something was happening. It wasn’t a normal disagreement or silly spat between the boys that lived inside the home.

  “Gabe.” He shook the young man lying next to him and Gabe jerked upright.

  “What’s going on?” he whispered, his little voice full of fear.

  “I don’t know.” Jared climbed out of bed and tiptoed to the door. He waited a minute, hoping the fighting would stop, but it didn’t. If anything, it intensified. “Get in the closet and hide,” he told Gabe.

  “You can’t leave me,” he said and Jared knew he was close to tears.

  “Do as I say,” he insisted. Gabe slowly climbed out of the bed and reluctantly went into the closet, shutting the door behind him. “Don’t come out until I come for you.”

  Opening the bedroom door, Jared peeked out into the hallway. It was dark, except for a light coming from a bedroom down the hall. It belonged to Benny and Tim. Swallowing hard, he slipped from his bedroom and closed the door silently behind him. He said a silent prayer as he moved down the hall. Please keep Gabe and me safe and protected.

  As he grew closer, the voices grew louder.

  “We aren’t going to put up with this shit anymore! I’m sick of you sneaking in here and trying to touch Benny. It’s disgusting,” Tim shouted. “If you don’t leave, I’m going to report you and so are the other guys.”

  “Who’s going to believe a bunch of juvenile delinquents?” The assistant director sneered and Jared stopped dead in his tracks outside the bedroom door.

  “I’ll tell,” Benny whispered.

  “No, you won’t. You aren’t going to say shit. You’ll all keep your mouths shut like good little boys.” Just hearing his voice made Jared sick to his stomach.

  Building up his courage, he looked inside the room and spotted Tim holding a gun. His blood froze even as his heartb
eat kicked up a notch. Where the hell did Tim get a gun? He knew he couldn’t just walk away and ignore what was happening. Taking a deep breath, Jared walked into the room, holding up his hands in surrender to Tim.

  “Hey, Tim, where did you get the gun, man?” Jared asked, trying to keep his cool.

  His interruption seemed to be the opportunity the older man needed. He jumped forward and grabbed the gun, pulling it from Tim’s hand.

  “Stand over there with your friends, Jared,” he ordered and Jared’s heart dropped. He’d meant to help, but instead, he made their situation worse. “Like I said,” he chuckled darkly, pointing the gun at Jared, Tim, and Benny. “You aren’t going to turn me in. You aren’t going to say a word. It will be your word against mine. Who do you think they’ll believe? You three could magically disappear tonight and all I would have to do is report you as runaways. Nobody cares what happens to you.”

  It was a threat and Jared knew it.

  He wasn’t going to make it out of the room without something bad happening. Would his tormentor really kill them all? Would he be able to dispose of their bodies so easily? What would happen to Gabe? He started shaking, as the man continued, pointing the gun at each of their heads.

  “Who’s first?” he asked, and Jared swallowed hard.

  He wasn’t ready to die, not now. He had to act now, before it was too late.

  Without thought to his own safety, Jared tackled the man, knocking him to the ground. He saw the black gun and immediately reached for it, wanting to protect his friends. He almost touched the handle when the assistant director grabbed it. They wrestled on the floor, pulling and pushing, trying to take control of the weapon. A loud boom sounded and Jared fell back, panting. He touched his chest, feeling around for a bullet wound. Was this it? Was he going to die?

  “Oh my God…I–I think he’s dead.” Benny’s voice was shaking as he made the announcement.

  “Benny, go make sure everyone stays in their rooms. Tell them it was an accident. Tell them I pulled the trigger and hit the carpet,” Tim said, pushing Benny out of the room. He knelt next to Jared and grabbed his hand. “It’s okay, man. This is our secret. It was self-defense. You saved us. We’ll clean this mess up and pretend it never happened.”