Home of His Own by T. Chase (small books to read .txt) 📕

anymore. So at the end of the summer when I was fifteen, I left my parents a note and took off. Got odd jobs where no one asked my age. Survived until I hit eighteen and then joined the rodeo.”

Les’ hand gripped his shoulder and Tony let himself wish a little. Wish he’d met Les before Randy had. Wish he was a little less loyal and Les was a little less faithful. A hard squeeze and he accepted that fate knew what it was doing when it allowed Les and Randy to meet. Les had the easy-going nature to keep Randy’s temper from flying off the handle.

“Have you ever gone back?” Les’ honeyed drawl broke into Tony’s thoughts.

“No, not even when my youngest sister got married. Figured it wasn’t worth the drama. I keep in touch with my uncle’s wife. Just enough so she knows how to find me. I sent her your address since you know my schedule and everything.”

“We won’t let you run off from here. Randy and I consider this your home.”

Les’ words touched Tony’s heart, but a small part of his heart knew he wouldn’t be happy until he found a love like his friends had.

“The letter’s from my sister, Maria. She wants me to come for a visit.” Tony’s hand tightened around the beer bottle.

“After all this time?” Les frowned. “That doesn’t make sense. Did she say why?”

“Yeah. She’s worried her son, Juan, is gay and I guess she wants me to talk him out of it.” He couldn’t imagine what his older sister was thinking to ask him to come home for that reason.

“Do you think there’s something wrong with your parents? Maybe there’s another reason why she would ask you to do this,” Les wondered aloud.

He shook his head. “Tia Elena would let me know if that was the problem.”

“Have you decided what you’re going to do?”

“Not yet. I’ve still got that event in Hawaii. I won’t go before that, if I go at all. If it’s something serious, Maria knows where to find me.” He drained his beer. He craved a cigarette, but had made a vow to cut his smoking down. He’d had his last one for the day.

Les hugged him. “Get through the next couple of weeks and come home for Thanksgiving. You can decide then what you’re going to do.”

Blinking back tears, he said, “I will.” He savored Les’ closeness for a minute and then stepped back. “Go on inside. You should be with Randy tonight since I’m sure he’ll be gone for a week or so at the show.”

“You’ll be okay?” Les’ caring gaze studied him.

“I’ll be fine.” He would be eventually.

Les brushed a kiss over his lips. “Good night.”

“Night.” Another thought of ‘what might have been’ drifted across his mind as he watched Les walk away from him.

He stuffed the feeling away. No point in wishing on something that couldn’t be changed. Randy and Les were perfect for each other. There wasn’t anyone else he could see with the young cowboy.

Tony stared into the Wyoming sky filled with bright stars. He’d think about contacting his sister, but for now he’d worry about riding and enjoying his vacation in Hawaii.

Chapter Two

Two weeks later

“Harder.”

Staring down into the bright blue eyes of the man he was fucking, Tony grinned. He could do harder. He wrapped his hands around the blonde’s shoulder and started pounding into him. Mick? Mac? Fuck, Tony couldn’t remember his own name at the moment.

The man’s lean tanned body arched under Tony’s as his lover placed his hands against the headboard and started to push back. He saw passion glaze those amazing eyes as he nailed Mac’s gland.

“Right there. Again.” Straight white teeth bit a plump bottom lip as Mac begged Tony to fuck him.

Tony was happy to oblige. One particularly deep thrust and Mac grunted, his ass clamping down on Tony’s cock as warm semen spilled between them. He kept rocking, letting Mac’s climax milk his own from him. His hips jerked a few times and then he froze, filling the condom.

“Fuck,” he groaned, locking his elbows so he didn’t collapse on the man under him.

Mac’s hand shook slightly as he ran his fingers through Tony’s hair. “Wow.” A satisfied smile lifted his kiss-swollen lips.

“Yeah.”

Stunning conversation was beyond him at the moment. His mind just started to function enough for him to move away and climb off the bed. He took care of the condom, grabbed a washcloth for Mac. After cleaning them both up, he joined Mac in bed. The warm night air danced over his cooling skin. Leaning on his elbow, he looked down at Mac.

“And to think I didn’t want to come to Hawaii.” Mac laughed.

“It’s November in Wyoming. Snow and cold. Hell, I couldn’t get here fast enough.”

Tony chuckled. “Usually, I’m looking forward to the time off, but not the weather.” He thought about his nephew, and his sister’s request.

“The weather can’t be that bad.” Mac reached up, smoothing the frown off Tony’s forehead.

“Not really. I’m used to it now. I was thinking about old issues rearing their head.”

He didn’t want to talk about his family. “So what are you doing in Hawaii?”

“I was working until today. I’m partners with two others in a personal security service company.” Mac trailed his hand down over Tony’s chest, teasing his nipples and smiled at him. “We hire out bodyguards for anyone who needs one.”

“If you’re one of the owners, why are you here instead of some other muscle?” He played with Mac’s blonde curls. “Not that I’m complaining or anything.”

“Hell, it’s Hawaii. Also, I’ve done some work for the client before and he asked for me again.” Mac yawned.

Tony spooned behind Mac, wrapping his arm around Mac’s waist. He brushed a kiss over the man’s nape. “How about we grab some dinner after a nap?”

“Sounds good.”

* * * *

Tony moaned. His dreams had never seemed so real. A warm mouth surrounded his cock, swallowing it down until the head hit the back