happen."
They lay quietly for a long time, then drifted off to sleep. Jake woke up at the sound of Elias' alarm and eased out of the bed, trying not to wake Tor. He bent and kissed the man's forehead before going to his own room.
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Chapter Nine
The second time Jake was called into the office that week was the day after the fight, and it was only a routine conversation. The hands had been eating lunch on the porch and the rest had just buggered off to clean up when the Boss called him into the house and handed him a stack of brown envelopes. "Can you take these to the bunkhouse on your way?"
"Sure, sir. Not a problem." As he walked he flipped through the stack looking for his.
Every day when the mail came in from the post office the Boss sorted it into envelopes for each hand. The Boss firmly believed in a man's right to privacy, to the extent that he didn't think anyone needed to see what the hands got in the mail. If he could have, he would have had the postmaster separate if for him.
Jake had always thought that kind of funny, seeing as how if there were ever more than four full time hands living on the ranch two had to share a room. However, mail was sacred to the Boss, so…brown envelopes.
Jake went into the house and put the other three envelopes on the kitchen table, taking his into his room. Seed catalogue and the results from the physical all the hands had been through a few weeks back for the ranch's insurance. It said exactly what he thought it would. He was a healthy male of thirty–five, with no illnesses, heart problems, viruses or anything else. He tossed the letter on his nightstand and went back to work.
Late in the afternoon he was just heading into the hay barn when he heard someone coming up fast behind him. He turned his head in time to see Tor stride past him.
"Tor–"
Tor didn't stop, but he did turn around and grin, walking backwards. Then he stopped, and whacked Jake on the chest with an envelope, pushing it into his hands, and ran into the barn.
Jake knew what it was before he opened it. Tor's physical results, stating that he was clean and healthy. It was also an invitation, if Tor's grin was anything to go by. He stood in the yard reading the letter, momentarily bothered by the fact that the letter was addressed to someone named Mark Flynn. He'd never figured he'd be fucking a guy whose real name he didn't even know.
Jake stuffed the envelope in his pocket and went into the barn, looking for Tor and not finding him. "Where are you?" he called out.
"Here. C'mon up and see me." Tor's voice came from the back of the loft and Jake headed up the ladder, knowing he was going to find a naked and horny man waiting for him.
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He grinned and moved to the back of the loft with a bit of struggle. Place was full of bales, he couldn't figure out how Tor had managed to find a place that wasn't right out in the open.
He hadn't.
Tor was leaning up against a pile of bales, naked and hard, stroking his cock and grinning like an idiot.
Jake shook his head and stripped off his t–shirt, then pressed up against Tor, kissing him hard.
"Nice news."
"Yeah. Saw yours…went looking for it. Get naked, want to taste you."
Jake didn't wait for a second invitation, stripping down fast, sighing when his erection was free of his jeans. He was barely naked when Tor was on him, pushing him onto his back and swallowing his cock.
"Oh, God yes!"
They were sprawled out on the hard bales, lying on their clothes, shirts and jeans saving their backs from the prickly hay. Jake moaned as Tor licked at the head of his prick, tongue dancing as it teased over him. He shifted around, turning until he was lying underneath Tor and able to return the favour, licking at Tor's shaft like a starving man at a banquet.
Tor was making needy sounds deep in his throat as Jake took him in, the sounds traveling up his spine and making him moan around Tor. Jake felt like he was drowning in the sensation,
They lay quietly for a long time, then drifted off to sleep. Jake woke up at the sound of Elias' alarm and eased out of the bed, trying not to wake Tor. He bent and kissed the man's forehead before going to his own room.
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Bareback
Chapter Nine
The second time Jake was called into the office that week was the day after the fight, and it was only a routine conversation. The hands had been eating lunch on the porch and the rest had just buggered off to clean up when the Boss called him into the house and handed him a stack of brown envelopes. "Can you take these to the bunkhouse on your way?"
"Sure, sir. Not a problem." As he walked he flipped through the stack looking for his.
Every day when the mail came in from the post office the Boss sorted it into envelopes for each hand. The Boss firmly believed in a man's right to privacy, to the extent that he didn't think anyone needed to see what the hands got in the mail. If he could have, he would have had the postmaster separate if for him.
Jake had always thought that kind of funny, seeing as how if there were ever more than four full time hands living on the ranch two had to share a room. However, mail was sacred to the Boss, so…brown envelopes.
Jake went into the house and put the other three envelopes on the kitchen table, taking his into his room. Seed catalogue and the results from the physical all the hands had been through a few weeks back for the ranch's insurance. It said exactly what he thought it would. He was a healthy male of thirty–five, with no illnesses, heart problems, viruses or anything else. He tossed the letter on his nightstand and went back to work.
Late in the afternoon he was just heading into the hay barn when he heard someone coming up fast behind him. He turned his head in time to see Tor stride past him.
"Tor–"
Tor didn't stop, but he did turn around and grin, walking backwards. Then he stopped, and whacked Jake on the chest with an envelope, pushing it into his hands, and ran into the barn.
Jake knew what it was before he opened it. Tor's physical results, stating that he was clean and healthy. It was also an invitation, if Tor's grin was anything to go by. He stood in the yard reading the letter, momentarily bothered by the fact that the letter was addressed to someone named Mark Flynn. He'd never figured he'd be fucking a guy whose real name he didn't even know.
Jake stuffed the envelope in his pocket and went into the barn, looking for Tor and not finding him. "Where are you?" he called out.
"Here. C'mon up and see me." Tor's voice came from the back of the loft and Jake headed up the ladder, knowing he was going to find a naked and horny man waiting for him.
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He grinned and moved to the back of the loft with a bit of struggle. Place was full of bales, he couldn't figure out how Tor had managed to find a place that wasn't right out in the open.
He hadn't.
Tor was leaning up against a pile of bales, naked and hard, stroking his cock and grinning like an idiot.
Jake shook his head and stripped off his t–shirt, then pressed up against Tor, kissing him hard.
"Nice news."
"Yeah. Saw yours…went looking for it. Get naked, want to taste you."
Jake didn't wait for a second invitation, stripping down fast, sighing when his erection was free of his jeans. He was barely naked when Tor was on him, pushing him onto his back and swallowing his cock.
"Oh, God yes!"
They were sprawled out on the hard bales, lying on their clothes, shirts and jeans saving their backs from the prickly hay. Jake moaned as Tor licked at the head of his prick, tongue dancing as it teased over him. He shifted around, turning until he was lying underneath Tor and able to return the favour, licking at Tor's shaft like a starving man at a banquet.
Tor was making needy sounds deep in his throat as Jake took him in, the sounds traveling up his spine and making him moan around Tor. Jake felt like he was drowning in the sensation,
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