Rory Brown grew up in care but found a home, friendship, and a much-needed sense of security working on the Double J ranch. As far as Rory is concerned, fellow cowboy, Zane Fox, is perfect. Zane is strong but gentle, kind, big, ruggedly handsome ... and straight. Rory works alongside Zane, eats alongside Zane, and when an ice storm causes a power outage, he sleeps alongside Zane ... for warmth. Inhibitions lowered after getting drunk on his twenty-first birthday, Rory Kisses Zane and confesses his feelings for the man. The next day, when Rory learns his father is dying, although estranged from the man, Rory feels obligated to see him one last time. Zane follows Rory to Kansas and confesses he has feelings for Rory, too. After learning his father has died, Rory and Zane set off for home in Zane's old truck. However, bad weather and a mechanical breakdown mean they have to hole up in a guesthouse. Rory doesn't mind, it gives him a chance to explore things with his hunky new boyfriend. And there's a lot of Zane to explore. Life on the ranch is little short of idyllic, Zane is everything and more Rory could want in a lover, protector, and friend. A tiny part of Rory knows he should brace himself for if/when the other shoe -- or cowboy boot -- drops. Rory is thrown when evidence of Zane's heterosexual past reveals itself, leaving him totally devastated. Are Zane's feet made of clay, or can he redeem himself and once again become Rory's rock?

Rory's Rock

Eventually Zane discarded his jeans and Spiderman jockeys, giving Rory an uninterrupted view of an erect ZJ. Zane hadn’t finished teasing Rory, however. He began to play with himself, pulling back his foreskin and waggling the exposed head in Rory’s direction. Rory couldn’t help himself, he reached for his own hard and leaking cock and began to stroke. Despite being on the edge of climax, he was torn, he didn’t want to come just then.


“Zane, please!” Rory moaned, reluctantly taking his hand from his dick. He was so close.


Back came that smirk. “I dunno. Do you deserve me?”


Rory shook his head no. He sure didn’t, but he needed, wanted Zane…badly.


Zane frowned—which wasn’t the least bit sexy—and approached the bed. Leaning over Rory, he quietly said, “If I’m not allowed to say shit about myself, then you can’t about you either.”


Rory nodded. Zane had a valid point. “Kiss me?”


Chapter 70