Breath of the Feathered Serpent by Pelaam

impressed as Adam had expected. More importantly to him though was that Elijah came back to the Silver S. Adam set him to work on one of the barns. He worked alongside him, and Adam made sure there was plenty of hay on the floor and helped hoist several bales onto the mezzanine.
    Elijah was so caught up in his work that he was blissfully unaware of Adam coming closer until Adam enveloped him in his arms.
    “Tell me you want this,” he whispered against Elijah’s neck.
    “Yes. Yes, I want it.” Elijah twisted in Adam’s arms, and they kissed.
    The kiss was everything Adam had dreamed it would be and then some. He licked Elijah’s lips to gain entry to the sweet depths of the young man’s mouth, and when the kiss finally ended, they were both panting.
    “I...I want you, Adam. I want to make love with you.”
    Adam’s stomach flipped, and his cock danced with delight. He licked his lips. It must have taken a mountain of courage for the younger man to voice his desire. Adam’s wayward organ strained against his pants as he traced Elijah’s lips with his calloused thumb.
    “Later.” It was a promise, and both men knew it. “Now you’d best get back to sorting that barn before Mitch and Abe see us.”
    Adam lost himself in the physical work, trying to distract himself from the lust-laden fancies that tripped through his mind. A shout from Madison drew his attention from his reverie.
    “I think we’re just about done with all the repairs. Abe has a big pot roast going, fried potatoes, braised carrots, and fresh cornbread. He’s even made an apple pie for dessert. Time for a well-earned rest.” Madison’s flushed face and careless smile made him look even more boyish.
    “Hey, Elijah, get down here,” Adam shouted. As the young man joined them, Adam laid his hand on Elijah’s shoulder. “You’ll stay and eat with us?”
    “Sure,” Elijah said. “Maybe...maybe later we could spend time together. You know. Alone.”
    Adam moved his hand from Elijah’s shoulder to the nape of his neck. He thumbed the warm, bare skin gently. “I’d like that.” Honesty warmed his tone, and arousal made it husky.
    A broad smile lit up Elijah’s face. “So after dinner we can go for...for a walk?”
    “I seem to remember saying I needed to show you one of the other outbuildings.” Adam smiled, his voice dropping in timbre as Elijah’s eyes closed, and he leaned into the caress.
    “Yes,” he said. “Yes, you did.”
    “Well come on then, you two,” Madison said. “Let’s eat dinner.”
    The meal was a loud and merry affair. Everyone was happy with the results of their hard labors. Adam reminded Abe of his offer to round up some wild mustangs, and Elijah immediately reaffirmed he would go with him. Abe suggested a toast and brought out the whiskey.
    “To friendship and love.” Abe looked directly at Mitch, who raised his glass.
    “I’ll drink to that,” Adam murmured.
    Everyone joined in the toast. Adam glanced around. Everyone was settling. Mitch and Abe sat close on the small love seat, and Mecatl sat at the table with Madison, about to deal cards. Adam stood and stretched. “That was a mighty fine meal, Abe. Elijah and I are going to take a look at one of the barns that needs a little more attention. I’m getting a second opinion from him.”
    He knew full well no one believed him. Abe and Mitch grinned with delight, Madison looked studiously at his cards, and Mecatl smirked. Elijah’s cheeks were scarlet, but the young man steadfastly walked past him.
    “I hope I’m up to the task,” Elijah murmured.
    Not saying another word, Adam followed Elijah and rested his hand in the small of the younger man’s back as they walked to the barn. Thankfully there were no animals yet, although the smell wouldn’t have put him off. Fresh straw lay in the stalls, and the bales were stacked high in the mezzanine. Not the most luxurious of surroundings, but it gave them the privacy they needed, hence the reason Adam