Cultivating Love

A man of few words, Joe is a hard-working farmhand who likes his simple, uncomplicated life. Ed is satisfied with his existence as an auto mechanic, but thrilled when an unexpected development in his life allows him to help Joe realize a dream.<br><br>It forces them, however, to reevaluate the casual, undefined nature of their relationship. They’re too macho to speak of love, and neither would acknowledge he doesn’t really mind when it’s his turn to bottom. When life throws them a curve ball, and the rules of their game get old, Ed tries to take every aspect of their relationship up a notch. Can Joe adapt to the open sentimentality Ed’s injecting into their relationship, let alone the new spice in their bedroom activities?<br><br>NOTE: This is a previously published story that has been rewritten, expanded, and re-edited.

Addison Albright · LGBT+

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43 Chs

Chapter 25

Ed laid a hand on the side of Joe’s face and kissed him lightly. Joe’s answering kiss was wild, desperate, a flood of heat and need. His hands bit into Ed’s sides as he pressed their bodies together. The kiss broke, and Ed rested a cheek against Joe’s, finding wetness there.

When Joe pulled away, he rolled onto his back and stared again at the ceiling.

Ed gave his shoulder a squeeze. “You okay?”

In the moonlight, he could barely discern Joe’s slight nod. “He said he was sorry.”

“I’m glad. I’m happy for you.”

Joe smiled. “Goodnight.”

“G’night.” He moved his hand to Joe’s chest, where Joe’s hand covered it. He closed his eyes, a gentle smile on his lips, as he fell asleep listening to Joe’s steady breathing.

* * * *

The clatter of banging pots woke Joe. He sat up in bed as Ed stirred beside him. He glanced at the clock. No, they hadn’t overslept; Jenny was an early rising farm girl.

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