It's 1895 when Luke Straily returns to Gunnison, Colorado, after a twelve-year absence and reluctantly heads to the cattle ranch owned by Jack Hinch, the only man he’s ever loved. Looking to make amends for an intolerable act, Luke hires on at the ranch, but Jack makes it perfectly clear he's unable to forgive or forget just yet.<br><br>It'll take everything in Luke's power to set things right with the man he wronged and placed in jeopardy before he ran away, but he aims to earn back Jack's trust no matter the personal cost.  Complicating matters, though, is ranch foreman Tim Dutcher, who’s been enjoying a sexual relationship with the handsome rancher during the intervening years and thoroughly resents Luke's intrusion.<br><br>As Luke and Jack gradually rebuild their severed friendship and renew their former passion,  jealousy flares, leading to a volatile confrontation. Can the men settle matters without any shots being fired?

A River of Time

He stiffens like he means to fight me, but there’s no fight. I wet my dick, and when I part his buttocks, I am near frenzied at just looking at the hole where I’m going. I don’t go in easy. Just as he announced himself, I do the same, ramming him hard. He issues a moan that doesn’t sound pleasurable, but this soon changes. Once I begin my ride, he goes quiet and I know I’m welcome, no matter what he does or doesn’t say. I’m inside him. That’s what matters.


Still suffering somewhat from the night’s liquor, I am slow to get where I’m going. Doesn’t matter, as I’m loving the journey. Jack is now pliable and I grip his bottom, kneading his flesh while driving into him, reminding myself I am getting what I came for, reclaiming my man. When I finally come, it’s not the rousing climax I’d hoped for. It’s good, though, and I gain satisfaction, but my diminished state has an effect. Soon as I’m done, I pull out and fall beside him.


Chapter 12