Page 65 of For the Love of the Bull Rider

“Violation of the Order will result in incarceration, Mrs. Stanford. The transcript of these proceedings is hereby enteredinto the record. This court is adjourned.” The judge slammed the gavel on the desk, and everyone rose as he left the room. When the door to his chambers closed, they all cheered and hugged each other.

Matt’s parents and Tim’s aunt and uncle had accompanied them to Richmond for the hearing, along with Mickey Warren. They all went out to have lunch to celebrate after the hearing, and the gathering was lively. It was a great day for the family, one Tim doubted they’d ever forget.

Tim stood in the hallway of the barn, saddling Chester at the ass crack of dawn. It was spring, and they were planning to move, vaccinate, and well-check the cows and calves, along with cutting out some of the larger feeder calves to ship to the auction.

Matt walked into the barn with a big grin for Tim, setting his heart ablaze. “We have a little bit of time before everybody’s ready. Have I shown you the new hayloft?”

Tim giggled as he put down the curry comb. “Why, Mr. Collins, I don’t think you have.”

Matt walked over to him, kissing him silly once again. It was incredible to feel the man’s arms around him. The winter had been spent having some work done around the place, along with forming a routine for their new family and even creating more new traditions for Ryan.

They had many nights of sleeping in the fort after Jeri and Marty bought them a huge air mattress for Christmas, and it was their favorite thing to do on cold nights. Matt would build a fire, they’d make camp-style food and eat in front of it,and then Ryan, who was above grade level in his reading and comprehension skills, would read books to his father and Tim. Both men would state unequivocally it was their favorite way to spend a Saturday night.

Of course, the other nights, Matt and Tim shared the king-sized bed in the primary bedroom, but truth be told, they only needed about a third of it because they slept so closely entwined the rest of the bed was empty. It was shaping up to be a lovely life.

“Well, baby, allow me,” Matt told him as he tossed Tim over his shoulder and hurried up the ladder. When they got there, Tim was surprised to see a thermos bottle, a flannel blanket atop a bed of hay, and a bottle of lube.

He giggled as he was lowered from Matt’s shoulder. “Seems you made a little party here, cowboy.” They both laughed at Tim’s teasing comment.

Matt pulled him close and looked into his eyes, causing Tim to sigh like a lovesick teenager. Tim could see the love in those big blues, and it warmed his heart. “Yeah, I wanted us to break in the hayloft the old-fashioned way. Can I interest you in a little vanilla coffee with a splash of cream?” Matt picked up the thermos.

Tim took it from his hands and smiled. “How aboutafter?” He took Matt’s hand and sank down onto the bed his man had made for the two of them.

They’d made love many times. Sometimes loudly when Ryan wasn’t home. Sometimes quietly when Ryan was sleeping in his room, and sometimes in the heat of passion in a dark corner of the barn or in the office of the Katydid.

They had a great romance, and they loved each other. The passion was usually pretty difficult to contain when they were within arm’s reach.

“I— We have our tests back. Can we skip the condoms?” Matt leaned forward to kiss Tim, taking his breath away once again.

When they broke apart, all Tim could do was nod. They made quick work of their clothes, and when Tim put himself on all fours on the blanket with the hay reinforcement, he gasped as Matt licked his balls… his perineum… his hole.

When Matt’s tongue penetrated him, Tim nearly melted. It felt so incredible, and Matt had never done anything like it in the past.

“Baby, that feels sogoooood.” Tim felt it to the bottom of his soul.

“Good enough to make ya wanna stay here forever so I can do it every night?” Matt was taunting him between licks. Tim felt a slick finger enter him, and he was nearly speechless.

“God, yessss.”He hissed as he felt the second finger breach his entrance.

When number three joined the party, Tim was out of his mind. The intrusions abruptly left his body before a much larger invasion took place. When Matt’s thick cock entered him, his body became liquid.

“So fucking good.” It was hard to speak when one’s mind was being blown.

When Matt pulled out, Tim felt the emptiness. “Whyyy?”

“Roll over, baby. I wanna look into your eyes.” Matt’s voice was demanding, so Tim did exactly as he asked. He’d gladly do it because he loved the man and looking into those bright blue eyes as Matt took him to the clouds was a wonderful experience.

Once he settled on his back, he felt Matt enter him again, gently that time. Matt covered his body and offered a happy gasp as he sank inside Tim’s channel. When he didn’t start moving, Tim stared into those blue orbs. “Are you okay?”

“I love you.” Matt’s eyes teared up.

Tim’s body stiffened. “Are you breaking up with me? Is this a goodbye fuck?”

Matt chuckled. “Hellno. I wanted to have ya pinned in one place to ask ya if you’ll marry me? It’s legal, ya know?”

Without waiting for an answer, Matt moved seductively inside Tim. The love they made brought the most amazing feelings Tim Moran had experienced in his life. It was hard to really think about the fact that his biggest dream might come true. Matt was his first everything, and maybe he’d be his only and his last?

They moved together in perfect sync, which made it easy for Tim to answer. “I’d love to marry you. I love you, bull rider.”

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