Texas Pride

by Kindle Alexander

  “Absolutely!” Austin nodded as he said the simple word.

  “Me too.” Kitt finally gave a small smile and Austin’s heart began to pick up a beat.

  “Good. You hid it well, I couldn’t tell at all.”

  Their hands stayed linked together, a little tighter now since their admissions. Austin saw the hints of insecurity lingering in Kitt’s eyes. He got it. Hell, he felt exactly the same way. The only way he knew how to lose it was to lean in slowly and place a simple kiss on Kitt’s perfect lips. From the moment their lips touched, Austin felt the connection in his heart, but he schooled his facial features, not letting that thought show. He’d gone without sex for a while, of course it might get emotional.

  Austin reluctantly broke the contact, sitting back just staring at Kitt before he rose and pulled Kitt up with him.

  “I’ve thought so much about you…fantasized of being buried deep inside you. Will you let me?” Austin asked while pulling Kitt’s shirt free of his jeans. He unbuttoned each pearl button from the bottom up. He kept his eyes moving back to Kitt’s face to gauge his reaction. All he got was a nod, and Kitt took over the buttons on his shirt, then at his wrist.

  “Do you know how badly I want to lick my way up these?” Austin said in almost a whisper. His rigid cock strained against the binding material of his slacks, begging to be released. He forced himself to keep it casual and trailed his fingertips up Kitt’s stomach, smiling as the abdominal muscles rippled and flexed under his slight touch. The moon caught his attention, and he remembered his back windows were open; his security team could see in. It physically cost him to move away, but Austin took a step back and turned as Kitt began to unbutton his blue jeans and toe off his boots.

  “I have condoms.” Austin kept his calm facade in place as deep seeded need coursed through his body. He walked around the bar into the kitchen. He took off his watch and opened a drawer, keeping his eyes on the man undressing in his living room. Kitt did participate, but that shell shocked look stayed planted on his face. Austin reached inside the drawer and pressed the remote to darken the windows, instantly shutting the blinds. The night had gone from a zero to a ten in a matter of minutes, and he wanted to savor every second of it. Yet, with the pounding in his heart, he wasn’t sure if it was possible. He planned to fuck Kitt Kelly until he came, and then do it all over again. Austin tugged his sweater up and over his head, tossing it carelessly across the bar as he rounded the corner back toward Kitt.

  Kitt was just dropping his underwear in the pile with the rest of his other clothes. His eyes never left Austin and his hard rigid length jutted straight out, ready for Austin’s touch. Austin came to a stop about a foot away from Kitt and toed off his shoes before stepping forward to grip Kitt’s cock with his hand. A hiss tore from Kitt’s lips, and his eyes closed into slits as he threw his head back when Austin dropped to his knees.

  The condom and lubricant fell to floor as he stroked Kitt. With a quick swipe of his tongue, Austin wet his lips and opened wide, taking all of Kitt into his mouth. He slid Kitt’s cock in deep, swirling his tongue as he licked and opened his throat, deep throating Kitt on the first try. The feel of Kitt’s cock in his mouth caused Austin’s eyes to roll into the back of his head. This was it and so much better than his dreams! Kitt responded immediately as Austin sucked him; his legs buckled and his hands reached forward to grip Austin’s hair as he pulled himself slowly out of Austin’s mouth.

  “Jesus Christ, that feels so good,” Kitt moaned and Austin’s eyes lifted to look into Kitt’s, with a smile tugging at his lips. Kitt’s face showed every bit of the same deep passion Austin felt. Kitt’s eyes focused on his with such intensity that took his breath away. All Austin could do was open wider and take the fucking Kitt began to give him.

  Kitt tightly gripped Austin’s hair in his hands and slammed his hips forward going deep, touching the back of his throat before sliding out to do it over and over again. Austin reached his hands around to grip Kitt’s tight, firm ass, massaging the globes until he worked his way to the tight rim. He didn’t hesitate, but shoved his finger inside. He instantly found the spot and began to massage, making Kitt’s hips go into piston mode; his cock a jack hammer ramming further down his throat. The rhythm sent Austin’s dick slamming against his slacks, begging to be inside Kitt, as he inserted a second finger continuing to work Kitt from behind.

  Austin felt the tensing begin in Kitt. He reached lower with his free hand and massaged his retracting sac. He never lost the rhythm he’d created from behind and added a third finger to the tight ring of muscle. He knew Kitt was close. With every forward push of his hips, the taste of Kitt’s essence intensified in Austin’s mouth. He pulled the fingers free of Kitt’s rim and gripped his dick hard in his fist, jerking his head back. He smiled as Kitt fought to pull him back.

  “No! I’m close… Nooo…” Kitt moaned.

  “I want us to come together.” Austin squeezed Kitt’s dick hard stopping his orgasm before he dropped both hands down to his slacks, freeing his cock. He reached for the condom and lube and worked quickly, sliding the thin plastic down his already leaking cock. With his thumb, Austin flipped open the top of the bottle. He squirted some lube directly on both his cock and his hand as he rose. His slacks fell to the ground, and he kicked them away. His eyes focused on Kitt.

  “See this? It’s been like this for days. You aren’t super tight. I guess I have Fisker to thank for that, but somehow I can’t find it in me.” Austin stalked toward Kitt who took a step back. In one fluid motion, Austin flipped Kitt around and pushed him over the side of his sofa. He lowered his oil coated fingers and rubbed them across Kitt’s crease seconds before plunging his cock deep inside. All thoughts of savoring Kitt fled as he pushed forward, forcing himself fully inside. Kitt gripped Austin, milked him like a fantasy come true, except Kitt felt far better than Austin ever dreamed he could.

  The bottle of lube was still in his hand. He poured drops directly onto his cock as he slid out and pushed back in. It was just enough to work himself easily inside. He slid out again, dropping the oil to the floor and gripping onto Kitt’s hips as he plunged forward. Austin picked up the tempo, biting his lip, and this time, his balls slapped against Kitt’s ass as he pounded from behind. He realized only a minute could have passed by as he reared back preparing to slam forward, this time he released the breath he’d held since he started.

  Austin centered into himself and opened his eyes as he slammed forward again. The long line of Kitt’s spine splayed out in front of him. He ran one hand up the man’s back, gripping his shoulder, pulling Kitt back toward him, and smiling as his balls slapped Kitt’s ass again. He tried to remember to grab Kitt’s cock and stroke him off at the same time. But, he couldn’t maintain any sort of rhythm as he fucked Kitt Kelly’s ass. Kitt’s back bowed and Austin’s head jerked up. He could see the man clearly in his darkened television screen. Kitt’s hands gripped the soft leather of the sofa, and his eyes clenched shut. His lush lips were slightly parted. A deeply erotic feeling snaked its way through Austin’s body, making him slow his movements. The mirrored image of Kitt in that dark screen turned the pounding meaningful.

  Austin’s heart kicked up a beat, stuttered over itself, and his hips began to move more sensuously. He focused on Kitt’s pleasure, not just his own. He worked the gland with every thrust, and his eyes stayed on the screen as he used the palms of his hands to lift Kitt’s chest up, bringing him to a standing position in front of him. They were about the same height, maybe Kitt was an inch or so shorter, but their builds were similar. Austin watched the entire movement. He couldn’t tell if he’d hurt Kitt or not, but he reached up Kitt’s chest and turned his chin back to meet Austin for their first heated kiss.

  As Kitt’s tongue slid across his own, the moment turned magical. Tingles rippled across his body. He wrapped Kitt tighter in his arms and softened the kiss. Austin slipped completely out of Kitt and turned him in his arms, never breaking from the hold, or the sweet
swirl of their tongues. With Kitt wrapped tightly against his chest, the kiss deepened as Kitt plunged his tongue forward making love to Austin with his mouth. The pesky need to breathe finally tore him free, and he latched onto Kitt’s neck. He worked his way up until he could whisper in Kitt’s ear.

  “I want to do this right. I want to watch you when we come,” Austin whispered and slowly lowered them to the rug of his living room floor. The bed just seemed too far away to wait to be back inside this lovely man in his arms. Austin laid Kitt out in front of him and climbed in between his parted thighs. Reaching up, he kissed Kitt again. Austin knew he could kiss this one man over and over for the rest of his life. Kitt was an expert kisser, made just to kiss him.

  Kitt anchored his legs around Austin’s waist and tugged free of the kiss, keeping a tight hold around Austin who lay on his chest.

  “Finish us off,” he whispered quietly into Austin’s hair.

  He didn’t need to be told twice. Austin rose and reached for the lube, not wanting to hurt Kitt, but Kitt stopped him.

  “I’m good, just really close.” Their eyes connected, and Austin positioned himself, and slid straight back inside. Kitt rolled his head back and threw his muscular arms up over his head, gripping his fingers into the plush rug. Austin grabbed Kitt’s twitching cock matching the strokes to each drive of his hips.

  This was different. There was meaning in this, more so than any other time in his life. His eyes never strayed from the sexy body splayed out in front of him. He watched every muscle in Kitt’s body strain and flex under his assault. Kitt’s sac retracted again as his cock grew more swollen, hardening tighter in his hand. Austin made love to Kitt.

  “I’m coming,” Kitt groaned; his eyes still closed tight.

  “Me too,” Austin whispered, giving in to the moment. His hips bucked in erratic clumsy strokes as his orgasm exploded in wave after wave of ecstasy. Austin couldn’t seem to stop the movement of his hips and couldn’t be sure that Kitt actually came. Everything closed in on him until there was nothing else but him and this man under him. For the first time ever, Austin was at one with another human being. Kitt was an extension of himself, and it felt so right to connect on this level. Austin dropped forward on top of Kitt, falling face first, but Kitt was ready for him.

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  “I need to go,” Kitt said looking over the kitchen bar at the clock on the oven.

  “No, don’t leave until morning! I’m not done with you yet,” Austin said pulling Kitt back into his arms as a yawn escaped him.

  “It’s already mornin’. It’s five. I need to get goin’ before Mike shows up,” Kitt said. Still, he didn’t move from the embrace Austin held him in. They’d never made it to the bedroom. They’d made it to the living room floor, the kitchen counter, the bathroom, but never to the bedroom.

  “I don’t want him to see me leave.” Kitt lifted enough to kiss Austin’s right nipple.

  They’d made love, but they’d also watched television, eaten again, talked a little, and laughed over Kitt’s nervous lecture at dinner. Right then, Kitt stopped his over active brain from making too much about how well they connected. It wasn’t ‘making love’, it was sex. They’d had sex. Really, really great sex several times over the last six or seven hours. It didn’t take them long to find their fit, and boy did they fit well. But, it was still just sex.

  “When can I see you again?” Austin asked, threading his hand into the back of Kitt’s hair, tugging him up from the nipple to look him in the eyes.

  “When do you want to?” Kitt leaned forward as Austin lifted for a small, light kiss.

  “I love kissing you and today,” Austin said, laying his head on the rug. Another yawn formed, and he finally let it out, not able to push it back down.

  “You need sleep, and I’m not sure that’s wise,” Kitt answered, pushing up from the sofa. His body was sore, his ass very sore, and he stood stretching up to touch the ceiling.

  “Tonight, then. After dark,” Austin said. His eyes stayed on Kitt.

  “I could cook.” Kitt threw over his shoulder, looking around for his clothes, before he spotted them on the floor on the other side of the sofa where he took them off hours ago. Never did he expect anything like this when he walked into this house last night.

  “Should I bring anything?” Austin rose to a sitting position, raking his fingers through his hair.

  “No, I can get what I need from the main house,” Kitt said, pulling on his clothes. His eyes kept darting over to Austin as he finally stood and walked over to Kitt.

  “Okay. If that changes, text me. I put my cell phone number in your phone last night. I wanted you to have it,” Austin said, not letting Kitt button his shirt. Instead Austin slid his hands in the open shirt, wrapping his arms around Kitt. “I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I’m a happy man to learn the real thing was far better than the fantasy, because boy, did I have you doing some good stuff in my dreams.” He grinned at Kitt.

  Kitt wrapped his arms around Austin and stared at him for several long moments, not saying a word. He felt exactly the same way, except he had ten plus years of fantasizing about Austin to compare with.

  “I need to go. Mike’ll be here soon.” Kitt pulled free of Austin’s hold.

  “Hold up, kiss me goodbye.” Kitt couldn’t resist the sexy man leaning against him. He bent in thoroughly kissing Austin again. It was only under protest that Kitt moved away.

  “I gotta go,” Kitt said purposefully moving to the back door.

  “Be careful going home.” Austin followed him to the back door, still completely nude. Kitt opened the door and looked out making sure the barn and surrounding area were quiet before he turned back to Austin.

  “Bye,” Kitt muttered and reached out for a quick sweet kiss.

  “Think about me,” Austin said.

  “I don’t think that’s gonna be a problem.” Kitt finally pulled the door open and stepped out on the porch. It was still completely dark outside, the moon was gone and the sun nowhere ready to rise. Nothing guided his path.

  “That’s the right answer,” Austin said quietly as he watched Kitt make his way to the four-wheeler.

  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 built the 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 acted as a beacon to his animals. On a recent aggravated whim, Kitt 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 were 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 only 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 told people he placed the 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 he and Austin started their deal a few days ago, every night Austin had been over or vice versa. 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 populated the area 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 came after making love. Kitt liked that part the most.