Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 121083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121083 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“I think that’s you gettin' yourself drunk, but keep goin’. I like it when you agree with me.” Austin waggled his eyebrows, and Kitt chuckled. They were back to normal, at least through the length of the meal.
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Kitt let out a loud, jaw cracking yawn as Austin drove them home. It was well after midnight. Kitt’s favorite radio station played quietly in the background. Kitt had kept drinking, but slowed it down some when they went over to the bar. Even slowing it down, Austin estimated Kitt had consumed at least a twelve pack over the last few hours. Not too drunk, but drunk enough for what Austin had in mind.
“Tonight turned out pretty good, don’t you think?” Austin asked. The pickup cab was dark, Kitt’s head was rolled back on the head rest, his eyes closed.
“It stressed me out to do that tonight, but everyone got less weird as the night went on.” Kitt gave another yawn and Austin lifted the console and patted the seat.
“Come sit by me.” When Kitt didn’t move, Austin reached across and grabbed his hand. “Sit next to me. Put your head on my shoulder. Sleep if you want.”
Kitt finally slid across the truck, straddled the hump in the floor board with his feet and came right up against Austin’s right side. He laid his head on Austin’s shoulder.
“I didn’t know you could dance like that. All the women wanted to dance with you all night. It was hot as hell watchin’ you dance. I even got a little jealous.” Austin kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other slid between Kitt’s thighs, tucked under his leg. Kitt wrapped his arms around Austin’s and Austin leaned in to kiss the top of his head.
“I like to dance. I’ve been dancin’ with those girls since we were in school, but you kicked my ass in pool. You kicked everyone’s ass. How much did you make tonight?” Kitt asked, lifting his head to look at Austin.
“Fifteen bucks! I tried to give it back, but no one would take it. It’s a good group of people up there. Old man Howard used to scare me a little when I was a kid. He was real nice tonight.”
“Yeah, he’s a good man. I swear though people must have called each other. That place was packed for a Tuesday night.” Kitt leaned in to kiss Austin’s neck as he spoke.
“I had a good time.” They were quiet the rest of the way home. Austin pulled the car to the front of the gate in his back yard. Not to the barn where he usually parked. When Kitt realized what he’d done, he turned a questioning gaze at Austin as he found a newer country station on the radio. “I want to dance with you on the porch. We can leave the truck doors open, turn up the radio. Dance for awhile. I might have you dancin’ with me every night now that I know you like it.”
Kitt didn’t say a word. He slid out behind Austin on the driver’s side. Austin left the ignition on, rolled down the windows and shut the door. It was dark, the music easily reaching the porch. The porch light was on, but Austin turned it off, letting the moonlight shine down on them. It took a minute to move the patio furniture around, but they did it and Austin took Kitt in his arms.
“You’re everything to me,” Austin murmured as he pulled Kitt completely against his body. Both men had immediate hard-ons that brushed against the other as they began a slow Texas Two Step around the porch. Kitt led, Austin followed, but they stayed close together through the entire first song and most of the second. It was Kitt breathing Austin in, running his nose along Austin’s neck and nibbling at his ear that caused Austin’s footing to finally falter.
“You undo me, baby,” Austin said, angling his head back. Kitt had a tight hold around his body, his arms anchored tight at Austin’s waist. As Austin leaned his head back, Kitt pushed both hands down on Austin’s ass, gripping him while tugging him even closer.
“We’re out now,” Kitt whispered in Austin’s ear. “I never thought that was ever gonna happen.” Kitt bent back, capturing Austin’s lips with his own, thrusting his tongue forward. Kitt ground his hips into Austin, rubbing and massaging while keeping their feet moving in slow steps.
“I’d dream of this…kissin’ you…makin’ love to you while on the dance floor….” Kitt turned them in a slow circle and never released his hold on Austin’s ass. Austin returned the kiss with as much passion as Kitt gave.
“All night tonight, all I could think about was you out here dancing with me until you made love to me here on this porch.” Austin whispered in Kitt’s ear and caught Kitt off guard as he shoved his pants down, freeing Kitt’s cock. Austin started to drop to his knees in Kitt’s preferred position, but Kitt was having none of it. He grabbed Austin’s arms, turning him around. He bent Austin over the rail on the porch. There was little prep as Kitt tugged Austin’s blue jeans down. It wasn’t a second before Kitt pushed two fingers through Austin’s tight rim, scissoring his fingers to work Austin quickly open. Austin shouted rearing back and gripped the rail for support.
“I want you,” Kitt grumbled. He gripped himself, rubbing his broad head against Austin’s tight opening. Kitt pushed forward and Austin’s body resisted.
“Damn it, I need lube.” Kitt started to spit in his hand.
“I have it.” Austin dug in his jean pockets, pulled out a small packet of lube and handed it to Kitt.
There was no time wasted as Kitt ripped it open with his teeth, dripping it on his cock before he pushed forward, easily breeching Austin. Tonight, Kitt conquered. His cock was huge and Austin wasn’t ready to take all of him. He stood straight up as Kitt pushed all the way in. As a rule, they both liked it a little rough and Kitt didn’t disappoint. Kitt fucked Austin like he had the right to do it, right there on the porch rail.