He blows out a big sigh, then looks me head on. “I ain’t blind, Roy. You’re taken with the kid, and you don’t come near me anymore.”
I take this in, then attempt to turn him elsewhere. “What’s that got to do with robbing a bank?”
“It’ll give me a stake, that and the Kettner money. Then if you want me out, I’ll go.”
“I don’t want you out,” I lie. “Christ, Wade, we’re a team, we run this outfit together.”
“But it’s not the same now. It’s always been good, but not now.”
“Well, I’m sorry for that. I’ll admit to being taken with the kid, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care for you.”
“Care for me? I want you to fuck me, Roy, not care for me. Show me it’s still the same. Fuck me here and now.” He starts undoing his belt.
“Don’t, Wade. Please.”
He’s got his pants open now and I don’t know what to do. I doubt I could get stiff for any man at present. When he starts to push down pants and drawers, I reach to stop him, but he slaps me back, then bares himself. “I know why you killed Jack,” he says. “You fucked the kid when you scouted Kettner. I could see it on you, smell it, and if I took note, Jack sure as hell did, too. Only way to show me otherwise is you give it to me right now.”
“I couldn’t even if I wanted.”
He stands bare-assed, then steps toward me, dick in hand. I put out my hand to stop him.
“Please, Wade. Don’t put me on the spot like this.”
“Wasn’t but a couple weeks ago that you couldn’t get enough.”
“That’s true, and okay, yes, things have changed, but you and me never declared for one another. No promises were made. I didn’t ask for Evan to strike me like he has.”
Wade’s shoulders slump and he pulls up his pants, buttons up, and fastens his belt. In the look he passes me before walking away, I see he might be caring more than he’ll admit, though showing it is a first. I almost want to stop him, but I’ve no idea what I could say that wouldn’t make things worse.
* * * *
Later that day, Wade gathers the men and says he’s tired of sitting around and wants to hit the bank in Lovell. “Harry, you and me will go up there and scout the place. Pack up and let’s get moving.”
Nobody objects. Nobody points out we still have money. Wade has always planned things, and we go along. Of course, first thing I think on is how I’m going to get after Evan while Wade is gone. When I glance at him, I find him standing with hand at his crotch.
“Take a ride with me,” I tell him once Wade leaves.
He grins, knowing what I’m about.
We saddle up and ride way out, past the horse herd, going beyond the edge of the ranch to where some big rocks stand in a kind of circle. I know the place because Wade and me have used it. Once there, we leave the horses to munch grass while we take bedrolls into this circle nature has given us. The passage to get in is so narrow, a man has to slip in sideways, but once inside, it’s like a little round room open to the sky. It’s hot in there, but I don’t care. Without a word, we strip naked and I take Evan standing against the rock, so eager to get into him that I come in about two strokes. He’s just as pent up, spraying his stuff onto the rock. Once done, I pull him around and kiss him, still hungry.
“Wade’s onto us, isn’t he?” Evan says when we lie together on our little bed.
“Yep. That’s why the Lovell job. He needs to be occupied, else he’ll go nuts.”
“I’m sorry to get between you.”
“That’s not your fault. You were invited in and things just happened.”
“Jack didn’t think so, and Wade doesn’t seem to either.”
I crawl down to suck his dick to shut him up, and he gets his mouth on me to do the same. As we feed, I care on nothing else, my life complete with him.
When thirst overtakes us, I tell Evan there’s water close by, and he giggles as we run naked to a tiny spring. The horses have already discovered it and look on as we lie drinking. Once full, we stand and I take Evan into my arms, noting his dick hard against me.
“Don’t that thing ever go soft?” I ask.
“Now and again.”
He’s rubbing against me and I’m stirring, thinking to get at him again, when he says, “Let me put it to you, Roy.”
I flinch, but Evan holds on.
“Think on how good it was last time. Well, this time will be better and I want to be inside you, Roy. I need that something awful.”
We slip back into our little “room,” and when he stands pulling his dick, I feel somewhat lost, what with always having taken control. Maybe that’s part of it, letting him take charge, but then I think back to how it was with him inside me, and I drop down on all fours. When he mounts me, I feel myself rising to heaven, and when he comes, shouting how I’m taking his stuff, I nearly swoon, such is the pleasure.
When he’s done, he lies atop me, kissing my neck. “Turn over,” he says as he rolls off.
I do as asked, being somewhat still in that swoon, and he goes down to take my cock into his mouth. He proceeds to suck and play until I finally shoot a gusher into his sweet mouth.
* * * *
It’s nearly suppertime when we ride back to the cabin. We stink with sex and sweat, but I don’t care. I’m not about to miss the meal because of that.
Everyone is seated when we come in. All look at us, then back to their
