Texas Pride

He was silent for a moment. "I don't really know, I couldn't wrap my head around it. I just kept thinking about you the whole time they were talking."

“So it was good you went back?” Kitt asked, trying to follow it all.

“Cara needed it,” Austin said.

“How will this affect you?”

“I don’t see how anything will change. It’ll keep me at the top of the newsfeeds for a little longer, but the faster we break up, the faster I’m off them,” Austin said.

“You haven’t liked bein’ back? Didn’t miss it all?” Kitt asked, his voice a little quieter. It was his ten million dollar question, and he braved up to ask.

“Hell no! They spotted me almost immediately. It’s such bullshit. The ride from the airport to my house is like a thirty minute drive, but it turned out to be three hours of hell trying to get here. I told the driver just to run the bastards over, but he wouldn’t do it. Wimp!” Austin chuckled at his last sentence and then there was silence between them. “You still there?”

“Yeah, I was listenin’, thinkin’,” Kitt said pulling himself from the truck. He walked up the steps to his house completely relaxed now. He made his way to bed, stripping with one hand as he went.

“Sometimes you get so quiet,” Austin said, and there was another pause between them. “You haven’t been responding much to my texts or calling me when you say you will. You know it kills me waiting to hear from you.”

“I’m sorry. I just keep thinkin’ it’s pretty boring here compared to there.” Kitt pulled the blankets to his bed back.

“I never want to be back in this mess again, Kitt, and I haven’t been bored one time since I moved back there,” Austin replied. There was silence again and Austin went a different direction. “How’s your sister?”

“Good, at least as far as I know. She’s going back this morning.” A yawn slipped out from Kitt, and he hoped Austin didn’t hear it. He wasn’t quite ready to end this call yet.

“I liked her. What’re you doing today? Getting ready to start baling?”

“Yep. So you do listen…”

“Of course I do. Sucking and fucking aren’t the only things that interest me about you. Am I buying hay from you?” Austin asked quieter.

“I think so.” Kitt wasn’t a hundred percent sure, but he figured it was a pretty safe bet. This time his yawn was louder. Kitt scooted further down in bed and turned over on his back. His dick was hard just from hearing Austin’s voice. Kitt anchored the phone on his shoulder and grabbed a couple of tissues. It wouldn’t take much to jack off once the call ended.

“Good, I’ll make sure with Mike. What’re you doing now?”

“Just talkin’ to you.” Kitt thought that if he was quiet, he could close his eyes, and think of Austin here with him…he gripped his dick and shoved the covers down. He put the phone on speaker, and laid it on the pillow beside him.

“I miss you, Kitt. While we were all talking, all I could think of was how badly I wished I was spending this time with you.” Kitt let Austin’s words coat his heart and give him the emotional support he craved. He’d become a little fragile in that area since meeting Austin.

“This quiet thing you do is hard on a guy’s heart. I can’t read your reactions over the phone, and you pull so deep inside yourself,” Austin said.

“Hmm…” It was all Kitt managed. He’d already started the slow back and forth motion with his hand. His eyes closed, and he pictured Austin in his mind. He listened to the melody in Austin’s deep rich voice.

“You just aren’t gonna give me a break, are you, Kitt Kelly? Well, that’s okay. I’ll fight for it. It’ll make my winning you all that much better in the end,” Austin said, making Kitt chuckle, or groan, in the phone.

“When are you leavin’?”

“I don’t know. They’re in the bedroom now supposedly getting dressed. I guess she needs him to help her button her blouse. Apparently, at twenty-five hundred dollars an hour, the plane can just sit and wait,” Austin said dryly. Kitt did the groaned chuckle again, increasing the pace, moving his hand faster tip to base. He reached his other hand low and gripped his sac. A deep moan escaped his lips.

“Are you jacking off without me?” Austin asked, still quiet, but amused. “You sound sexy as hell. Why didn’t you tell me, I would have joined in.”

“Goddamn your voice does it for me, Austin. I’m close.” Kitt’s breathing got heavy, and he arched his back stroking faster and harder.

“I need you, Kitt. My dick’s so hard for you, baby. I’m shoving my hand inside my shorts now. My office door isn’t locked...I don’t care...” Austin’s voice got breathy as he continued on, “I don’t wanna find a pool boy to take it out on. Let me just catch up. Baby, I wanna suck you right now so badly…right there on your bed. Me between your thighs…damn, have I told you how much I love your dick when it drips? I love knowing I can do that to you. It’s my dream… sucking you...”

“I’m comin’,” Kitt groaned out, thrusting his hips forward, arching his back as his hot seed shot straight out onto his stomach. His breath panted, his head spun, and he shouted out into the room, “Goddammit, I miss you, Austin.”

“Ahh, yes! That’s it,” Austin said quietly. They were both silent for a minute or two. Kitt let himself float back down to earth before he turned his head toward the phone. He was sated, relaxed, and ready to sleep his orgasm off.

“Did I hear you say you have pool boys?” Kitt asked still in the fog as he reached over for the tissue and slowly began to clean himself off. Austin gave a breathy chuckle, and it was a second before he answered. His voice was now deeper, more relaxed, than earlier. It seemed they’d both needed it.