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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Chapter 8

Joe didn’t laugh, though, or even grin. Instead, his thumb brushed back and forth along Ed’s jaw before he gave him another soft kiss. “I have to. Follow soon.”

“I will.”

“Promise?” Joe’s voice was husky.

Ed nodded. With his heart heavy, he knew he’d choke on any words he tried to speak. Ed walked with him to the door. “Call me.”

Joe peered into his eyes before giving him one last quick kiss. “Every day.”

Ed worked up a smile while Joe winked and went out to the Escort. That was classic Joe—practical and hardworking, with barely a hint of sentiment. And Ed missed him already. In less than a minute, Joe was out of sight.

Ed slowly shut the door and leaned his forehead against the smooth wood. He felt empty. Cold and empty. He coughed to clear the thickness that had developed in his throat as Joe had driven away. He shuddered, fighting a tear that threatened to break free.

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