The Cowboy's Fireman Excerpts-NSFW

So because Katharina put five exclamations instead of four in one of her comments about this secret project I have decided to give you guys some excerpts of The Cowboy's Fireman which, based on the emails that I've gotten from you and comments, some of you are really excited about.  LOL.  So there are two excerpts.  The regular story one and the adult excerpt, which means that this post is not 100% NSFW but you probably don't want your boss or children to walk by and catch you reading about one man licking another man's ass...I'm just saying.


Excerpt:

Kent hadn’t bullied him, he was too nice for that, but with his slow, deep voice he’d slowly, conversation, by conversation made Reggie feel as if he were shallow and not good enough to even lick his boots.  Reggie had tried to show his former friend that he’d changed for the better but Kent wasn’t hearing it; and while everyone was tripping over themselves to have the powerfully strong, breathtakingly beautiful Kent Hunter to notice them, Reggie had mourned the loss of his best friend and discovered some truths about himself, like he was gay.

                They’d both gone off to college at Missouri State University.  Kent had studied animal husbandry because he’d always known that he’d take over the ranch one day and Reggie had studied drama, and then art, and then dance and then finally he’d decided to become a fireman…well, after his grandmother had died in a fire, he’d decided that.  He’d been devastated by the loss of his “grammy,” the only relative that still had anything to do with him.  His father had died overseas while serving in the military and his mother…well, she was somewhere, with someone, doing…something.  Reggie didn’t really know and he didn’t really care.  No, that was a lie, he’d been devastated when his mother had dropped him off at his grandmother’s house with all of his stuff, kissed him on his forehead and driven away.  She hadn’t looked back once and he’d stood in the middle of the driveway and watched as she’d left him behind.  His grandmother had been over at Mercy Ranch at the time and hadn’t known he was there.  He’d stood there, in that driveway for an hour before he finally picked up his stuff and carried it up to the porch.  He’d sat on the top step for another three hours and then his grandmother had shown up, her big grey Chevy blowing up dirt under its wheels.  He didn’t move when she jumped out of the car and he didn’t speak when she frantically asked him how long he’d been there.  When she’d stopped asking questions he’d merely looked up at her and said, “Momma left.”  Nothing else had needed to be said.

                His heart still bled from the loss of his grandmother, especially since his mother hadn’t shown up for the funeral, merely sending him a condolence card and saying that she had really liked her mother-in-law.  He hadn’t really expected her to show up for his grandmother’s funeral, he had thought that she’d show up to comfort him.

                He’d thought that Kent would’ve shown up too.

                Kent hadn’t been there.  His grandmother had come, held him while he cried and got rid of everyone when it seemed like the entire town was going to move in.  Kent hadn’t shown up then.  He hadn’t called and he didn’t show up at all that first week.  A week after the funeral, two whole weeks after his grandmother had died Reggie had gotten a voicemail on his cell phone.

                                “Hey uh…Reggie.  I heard about your granma…I’m uh…sorry man.”

                And that had been it.  The message had ended there and Reggie had been frozen in shock. The sum total of Kent’s condolences, the totality of his level of caring for Reggie and his grandmother was equal to ten words and two fillers.  Sixteen syllables.  Reggie’s grandmother used to babysit Kent, Reggie used to be Kent’s best friend.  He’d thrown his cell phone across the room and watched as it hit the wall of his bedroom and exploded.  He never called Kent back.  He had changed his number, sold his grandmother’s home and moved into another house, on the other side of town.  As far away from Kent as he could get without leaving the city and his job.

                He’d seen Kent three weeks after his grandmother’s house had sold…to Mercy Ranch.  They had both stood there looking at each other, neither of them speaking, neither of them apologizing or attempting to make conversation.  Finally Kent had cleared his throat and said, “Reggie.”  Reggie had known then that their friendship was over, because whereas hearing his name on the big cowboy’s lips would have previously made him smile and made his heart thunder in his chest in a very weird way, this time it had done nothing more than to fill him with anger and grief, and he was sick of grief.  So he’d lifted his head and said merely, “Kenton” before turning to walk away.

                They’d been enemies ever since.  Every time Kent was in town and he saw Reggie, he mentioned some way for him to bulk up or how long his hair was or he’d ask him if he’d make snide remarks and innuendos about Reggie being gay.  Reggie had never pegged Kent for being a homophobe, but then again, he’d never pegged him for being an inconsiderate prick either.  Reggie knew that Kent wasn’t the only one to blame, he did his fair share of teasing the cowboy, asking him if he’d learned to spell, making innuendos about him being impotent and that being the reason he was still single, he’d even made a joke once about Kent having a small dick and that being the reason he had no problem riding horses all day.

                The whole town of Princeton, hell, damn near all of Mercer County knew that you didn’t want Reggie Mayr and Kent Hunter in the same room with each other unless you were ready to stop a fight.  The two of them hadn’t come to blows just yet, but they were damn near close to skipping the fists and just shooting each other on sight.

Adult Excerpt:

          He leaned forward and kissed Reggie deeply.  He heard Reggie’s moan deep in chest and smiled into the kiss.  Reggie tasted just as wildly sweet as he’d always know that he would.  Kent deepened the kiss and lifted his hands and with one hand grasped the back of Reggie’s head, his shoulder length blonde hair felt like silk against the pads of Kent’s fingers, and with his other hand he pulled back the sheets that covered them.  He heard Reggie moan again and stuck his tongue to touch the other man’s tongue tentatively.  It wasn’t long before his tongue was wrestling for dominance with Reggie’s as one hand tangled in the smaller man’s hair and the fingers of the other brushed down the fireman’s bare chest, being oddly aroused by the feeling of the light blonde soft curls that graced the canvas of Reggie’s perfect body.  Stroking his fingers over the other man’s chest, even as his lips trailed over the jawline of his new lover and former best friend, Kent felt himself grow painfully aroused and wanted one thing and one thing only, to stick his erect cock deep inside of Reggie’s firm ass.

                Twin groans filled the air when Kent allowed his hand to move down Reggie’s torso, over his sculpted abs, thin hipbones and to his leaking erection, the head of the younger man’s cock turning purple as his body shook with an unfulfilled yearning.  Kent wrapped his hand around Reggie’s cock and squeezed.  Reggie’s hips thrust upwards, pushing his cock through Kent’s fist and tossed his head back with a groan.  Kent looked down at Reggie’s face, his eyes closed in passionate bliss, his mouth slightly open, he was beautiful when he was aroused, just like Kent had always known he would be.

                Leaning forward Kent laid Reggie back down upon the bed and kissed his way down the slimmer man’s torso.  Snuffling the small smattering of hair on Reggie’s chest, Kent stuck out his tongue and traced a line from the center of Reggie’s chest to his right nipple that had hardened and now stood up as if begging for Kent’s attention.  Lowering his head Kent flicked the hardened nub with his tongue.  Reggie froze for a moment as if anticipating Kent’s next move and Kent made sure that he didn’t disappoint.  He opened his mouth and pulled Reggie’s nipple deep within it, bathing it with the wet heat of his tongue.  Reggie trembled and then moaned when Kent’s hand moved from stroking his cock to palming his balls.

                Kent was in heaven, he had Reggie trembling underneath him and he was finally going to be able to do what he’d been dreaming about for over a decade.  With a final lick to Reggie’s nipple he licked his way down Reggie’s torso, leaving kisses and small nips to his flesh as he made his way down to the pink puckered entrance of Reggie’s ass.  He groaned low in his throat and pushed Reggie’s legs up and back towards his chest, almost bending the other man in half, before licking around the clenching hole.  Reggie’s taste burst across his tongue and he growled before he began to voraciously devour the other man’s ass.  He licked, he kissed, he nibbled, and then when the muscles had loosened enough, he plunged his tongue inside.  Reggie’s tight heat wrapped around his tongue making him shiver in anticipation.  Kent heard Reggie’s moans and incoherent babble and felt his cock jerk and leak pre=cum onto the sheets beneath him, but he didn’t care, he wasn’t going to stop eating Reggie’s ass until he was good and ready.  He began thrusting his tongue in and out of Reggie’s ass until he finally registered the other man’s hands frantically pulling on his hair.  He lifted his head and looked at Reggie in confusion.

                “What?” he asked.

                Reggie swallowed and shook his head, “In.  Me.  You.  In.”

                Kent grinned at Reggie, the fireman really had the best ideas in the world.