Texas Pride

“I guess I didn’t expect him to be so young or good lookin’.” He leaned back against Austin, laying his head back on Austin’s shoulder.

“Baby, he’s completely straight.” Austin murmured lowering his face toward Kitt’s as he placed a simple kiss on Kitt’s lips.

“You’ve never been with him?” There was worry in his eyes, and it made Austin feel like he conquered some major war all by himself. It showed that on some level Kitt shared all this emotion with Austin and that caused him to involuntarily roll his hips and rub his rigid length against Kitt’s ass.

“Not once.”

“Good,” Kitt said the simple word and turned in Austin’s arms. He wrapped his own arms tightly around Austin, kissing him deeply. Both men ground against the other. It felt like months since he’d been with Kitt. Austin slid his hands down, gripping Kitt’s ass cheeks as he tugged him closer until he was grinding Kitt harder against his aching cock. As Austin ripped his mouth free, his hips rolled in constant motion. He hadn’t stroked himself off since their one time together on the phone. Austin had saved it for Kitt, and he was already too close to release. His plan was to be buried inside Kitt’s ass when it happened. Austin just hadn’t worked Kitt there yet, he needed to slow this down some.

“It doesn’t matter. No one seems to have existed before I met you,” Austin whispered the words while he trailed kisses along Kitt’s jaw. Kitt leaned his head back to give Austin better access a second before a chuckle slipped from Kitt.

“You said that exact line in your movie, Last Chance, when you were trying to get in her panties,” Kitt said still laughing. That did it for Austin, his immediate need slowed and he laughed too.

“And it worked if I remember correctly.” Austin loosened his hold, and grinned back at Kitt. He loved that Kitt had watched his movies close enough to know his lines. “I have to admit something, I found a stash of magazines and photos at your house this morning.”

Kitt pulled back from him and Austin let him, but not far enough to break his hold. Austin stayed close, followed the movement and leaned into Kitt as he leaned against the counter. The slowing down thing was working, but nowhere in his plan did it require Kitt to leave his arms. Austin raised his eyebrow and gave a crooked grin. “Could my heart be right? Could they be a jacking off stash?”

“You did not just ‘find’ those. No way! Those were hidden.” Kitt started to move away, but Austin wouldn’t let him. Instead, he braced his hands against the counter as Kitt tried to get distance.

“No, no, no…stay here with me. I did do that terrible thing and look through your stuff, but I’m telling you so it shouldn’t count against me. Besides there was nothing for me to find! You like to read hunting and fishing magazines, and you apparently hate bookkeeping, but that’s all. Well that and you seem to like pictures and movies of me...” Austin latched on to Kitt’s neck, kissing up to his ear. He felt Kitt tense in his arms. No way was he going to let that happen. Slowing them down didn’t mean stopping. No plan in Austin’s mind included them stopping anything they were doing.

“I’ll tell you a secret about me to help make it better,” Austin whispered in Kitt’s ear as he brought one hand forward, rubbing it down Kitt’s hard-on. He never stopped the rhythm his hand created as Kitt leaned his head back to look at Austin. Any embarrassment he may have had was gone, curiosity clear on his face. Austin closed his eyes and tightened his grip, rewarded when Kitt rolled his hips forward into his hand. “Yeah, well...I used to jack off to the image of you in the shower. Actually, ‘used to’ means I still do. Anytime I need to get aroused, or finish, I pull the image of you standing under the shower up in my mind. The water dripping down your dick...I love that image in my head.”

“No way, you’re lying!”

“No, I’m not. I swear to you, I’m not lying. I want you, Kitt. I want you bad. I love the idea that you kept track of me over the years because I sure thought about you. I just didn’t realize how much until we got together like this.” Austin dug his wallet from his back pocket. He had a condom and a small packet of lube inside.

“Austin, we can’t here.” Kitt rejected him as Austin tossed the condom and lube on the counter in front of the coffee pot. Kitt’s words said they couldn’t, but his actions said something else. Kitt leaned in, gripped both sides of Austin’s head and thrust his tongue forward, kissing him like he’d never been kissed before. Kitt dominated Austin, and it took a second for Austin to remember he planned to be buried in Kitt, not the other way around.

He shoved Kitt back. It was only an inch or two and never broke from the kiss, but the move gave him back control. He managed to unbutton Kitt’s blue jeans as he deepened the kiss to a frenzy. Austin moved quickly. He reached out for the lube and shoved Kitt’s pants down below his ass. He managed to get his undone, just enough for his cock to spring free. In one swift motion, he tore open the oil, dropped it on his dick and flipped Kitt around. Mere seconds after losing the feel of Kitt’s lips pressed against his, Austin was buried fully inside Kitt’s sweet ass.

There was no preparation and Kitt’s tightness felt so damn good, better than any other time in his life. He pulled out as Kitt hissed a breath. Austin dropped more lubricant on his cock as he pushed back in. The lube packet fell to the floor as pleasure exploded across his body. Austin gripped Kitt’s hips and fucked him. It wasn’t a hard pounding. Austin moved with gentle purpose willing Kitt to enjoy this as much as he did. Austin moved his hips, finding Kitt’s spot, stroking him from the inside out, loving every single second.