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Be A Man	By : cowgirl65 Category: 1 through F > The Big Valley Views: 3052 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sheriff Barrett turned the key in the lock. “Sorry I have to do this, Wong Lo,” he told the uneasy man in the jail cell, “but it’s partly for your own protection.” It was obvious Wong had killed Pete to protect his wife, but the townsfolk likely wouldn’t agree, so Dave had to put his friend behind bars, even if it was only temporary.
“I understand, Sheriff.” The Chinese man sat wearily on the bunk and Dave tried to reassure him with a smile before heading into the outer room.
Jarrod stood from where he’d been perched on the edge of the desk. “So what now?” They’d managed to hold off Kusack and his cronies and Dave had convinced Ling to stay at the doctor’s after the physician treated her abused back. As well as being a healer, the doctor was a good hand with a rifle and Dave assured Jarrod and Wong Lo she’d be safe.
Jarrod’s eyes met the intense blue gaze of the sheriff and his heart started beating a bit faster. He tried concentrate on Barrett’s plan of wiring the marshal, the sheriff firm in his belief that he could reason with or at least hold off Glover and the townsfolk until the Federal Marshal arrived. He has a son, was married. It’s not very likely he’s attracted to you, Jarrod thought sadly.
But you’ve been married, too, came the unsolicited thought. Jarrod took a deep breath and tried to focus on the situation they found themselves in, protecting the man the citizens of Rimfire thought of as a scavenger and murderer and the danger that came with it, rather than thoughts of how it would feel to have the gorgeous dark-haired sheriff buried in his ass.

*

Dave couldn’t miss the intensity in Jarrod’s gaze and couldn’t get the image of those deep blue eyes out of his mind as he left the jail to send the telegram. If he didn’t know better, he’d have said the look in those brilliant eyes was one of unadulterated lust and longing, but surely that was wishful thinking on his part. From what he knew of the powerful Barkley family, they were as straight as you could get, the only blot on the family’s reputation the fathering of a bastard son by the long-dead founder. But money and power can cover a multitude of indiscretions, his mind suggested as he wrote out the message for the telegraph operator. Lord knows looks can be deceiving. Dave waited until the message was sent, told the operator he’d come back for the reply and then headed back to the jail.
Suddenly, Dave realized he had to know, had to be sure before Jarrod got on the stage that would take him away from Rimfire. He saw Daniel coming down the street towards him. “Hey, Daniel,” he called to his son, pulling some money from his pocket, “why don’t you head over to the café and get us all something to eat? You don’t need to be cooking for me, Wong Lo and Mr. Barkley.” He pressed the money into Daniel’s hand.
“Sure, Pa,” the tow-headed boy said eagerly, “I’ll be back with it as soon as I can.”
Dave smiled. “No rush, boy,” he said, hoping to appeal to his son’s entrepreneurial spirit in case he and Jarrod wanted some time alone. “I’ll tell you what. The telegram from the marshal should be arriving in about a half-hour, that’ll give you time to make some deliveries for the café then pick up the message before you head back.”
A big smile broke over Daniel’s face. “Great!” he said enthusiastically. “Thanks, Pa.”
Dave watched him head down the street before opening the door and heading into the jail. His breath caught as he spotted Jarrod standing by the desk, hand on the butt of his gun in case there was trouble. Damn, he’s hot.

Jarrod looked up as he heard the door open, hand reflexively going to his holster. He felt a relief of one kind when he saw it was Dave Barrett, but the tension of thinking it might be someone after Wong Lo was replaced by tension of a different sort. Try as he might, he couldn’t shake his desire for the man in front of him and he took a deep breath, trying to calm the fire in his belly. “Get a hold of the marshal?” he asked, doing his best to appear nonchalant as Dave removed his hat.
“He should wire back soon,” came the reply, and Jarrod felt the temperature in the room rise as Dave walked closer.
“Good.” Jarrod held his breath as the lawman came up to him, their chests almost touching. His heart stopped when they were face to face and he saw his own desire mirrored in the blue eyes looking back at him.
“Jarrod…” Dave said huskily and reached up to caress the hairs on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Their lips met slowly and then Jarrod couldn’t stand it any longer. He plunged his tongue into Dave’s mouth, Dave’s tongue wrestling with his own. He could feel the heat building between them before they pulled apart, both men gasping for air.
The door opened and Jarrod turned away, trying to compose himself. Never before had anyone’s kiss so inflamed him with desire and his manhood ached with need.
“The café didn’t have any deliveries, so I brought the food straight here,” Daniel announced.
“Thanks, Daniel,” his father told him. Jarrod glanced over at the other man’s calm tone but caught the flash of longing in the look Dave shot back. “Why don’t you fix Wong Lo a plate?”
“Sure, Pa.”
Dave turned back to Jarrod when Daniel left the room. “Guess our timing could use a little work,” he said with a wry grin.
“Couldn’t get any worse,” Jarrod conceded with a rueful grin of his own. “Dave, I…”
Dave cut him off. “Don’t worry about it, Jarrod. I should go see if the marshal’s wired back.” Dave grabbed his hat, then turned to give Jarrod a wink. “Told you that you might change my mind about you.”
Jarrod shook his head, containing a smile as he silently thanked the Barkley luck. Now only if it would hold until after the marshal got there.

*

After the townsfolk dispersed, the doctor pronounced Dave’s wound to be only superficial and everyone was grateful that the confrontation with the citizens of Rimfire had been averted with only minimal bloodshed. Dave invited Jarrod to have dinner with he and Daniel, and spend the night, an invitation the lawyer had no difficulty accepting since he had no intention of staying at Glover House. He also couldn’t help hoping that Dave’s invitation might lead to something more.
Once dinner was done, the dishes cleared away and Daniel safely tucked into bed, Jarrod and Dave finally had some time alone.
“Dave, about earlier…” Jarrod said as he toyed with his drink.
Dave hitched his chair over so they were knee to knee and put a hand on Jarrod’s thigh. “I think you know how I feel about earlier, Jarrod.” He gave a squeeze and Jarrod closed his eyes as Dave’s hand slowly moved higher.
“I guess I do.” Jarrod’s eyes opened and he found Dave leaning forward. Jarrod met him halfway and their lips joined in a soul-searing kiss. Jarrod could feel his flesh rise as Dave’s hand reached his groin, gently massaging his balls beneath the material of his pants, moving up to press on his erection. Jarrod slipped his hand under the collar of Dave’s shirt and pulled him even closer, plundering Dave’s lips with his own.
“Maybe we should move to the other room,” Dave suggested, voice husky with desire.
Jarrod nodded and rose, extending a hand to pull Dave to his feet and into his arms for another fiery kiss. He reached down and grabbed Dave’s ass in both hands and could feel the other man’s erection straining against his. “As long as it’s got a bed,” he breathed into Dave’s ear. Dave just chuckled, grasped Jarrod by the hands and pulled him into the next room.
“The bed,” he stated simply and pushed Jarrod back across the mattress before turning back to lock the door. Kneeling, Dave straddled Jarrod’s legs and unbuttoned his shirt, hands roaming underneath and caressing the smooth skin of Jarrod’s chest. Jarrod bit back a moan as Dave found and pinched his hard nipples, Dave’s hands leaving fire and longing in their wake.
Rimfire’s sheriff leaned down and took Jarrod’s lips with his own as his hands continued their explorations, tongue requesting and receiving access into Jarrod’s mouth. He reached between them and trailed his fingers across the taut belly before unbuttoning Jarrod’s pants, freeing his engorged member to grasp it firmly. “Big,” he murmured, “I like big.” He toyed with Jarrod’s hardness, exploring its length, tracing the edge of the crown before reaching his hand back down to squeeze his balls. “Now, I think these pants are just getting in my way.”
“I could say the same for you,” chuckled Jarrod, his hand rubbing against what he wanted, still concealed by cloth. Both men sat up and removed their boots and the rest of their clothing. Jarrod eyed the well-muscled form in front of him hungrily, his gaze travelling across the hard pecs and down to the dark hair on his navel before resting on Dave’s own impressive manhood.
Taking the initiative, he pushed Dave to sit on the bed and knelt between his legs.
“Let me taste you,” he breathed and Dave obligingly spread his thighs, bracing his hands behind him as he leaned back slightly. Jarrod engulfed Dave’s maleness with his mouth, kissing and sucking the swollen shaft. Dave was on the edge of the bed, his balls hanging and Jarrod grabbed them, rolling the silky orbs in his hand before reaching back and stroking the sensitive skin behind. Jarrod worked Dave in and out, losing himself in the moment. Dave just tasted so good.
“Oh, god,” Dave moaned and he twined the fingers of one hand in Jarrod’s hair, holding him tightly as he pumped into the lawyer’s mouth and hit the back of his throat. “Harder, Jarrod, faster.” Jarrod obliged, swallowing Dave’s full length with abandon. Suddenly, Dave arched up and exploded and Jarrod savoured every drop Dave had to give.
“Damn, that was good,” Dave breathed as Jarrod let the softened member slip from his mouth. He reached down and Jarrod tilted his head as Dave grabbed the back of his neck and drew him in for a long, languorous kiss. “Now I want you in me, Jarrod.”
Jarrod caught his breath. No one had ever asked that of him before. “Dave, I’ve never…” He wasn’t sure what to say.
Dave eyed him curiously. “You’ve never what?” he asked before it dawned on him. “You can’t be serious, can you?”
Jarrod nodded, embarrassed, but Dave just flashed him that dazzling grin. “Reckon there’s a first time for everything.” He scooted back to lie on the bed and cocked an eyebrow at Jarrod. “Well, aren’t you gonna join me?” As Jarrod moved to lie down beside Dave, the sheriff gave him another grin. “Always heard it’s better to give than receive; you’ll have to let me know if it’s true.” Dave closed his eyes, stretched his arms over his head and parted his legs, opening himself up fully for Jarrod’s exploration.
Jarrod took it slow. He kissed Dave’s neck before working his way down his chest. Taking a taut nipple in his mouth, Jarrod sucked gently as his hand moved to caress Dave’s sac. Dave lifted his hips and Jarrod let his hand travel back to tease the tight pucker. He licked and kissed his way down Dave’s belly and was pleased to hear his lover moan.
Jarrod knelt between Dave’s legs. Using some saliva and the fluid already leaking from his cock, Jarrod carefully inserted a finger into Dave’s ass. He’d been hurt enough himself by a partner not taking the time to prepare him, and even though he wanted that at times, he didn’t want to hurt Dave. His finger searched for that spot he knew was there and when he found the hard nub, rubbed across it a couple times and watched Dave writhe in pleasure. He added another finger, and then a third, stretching as he pumped Dave slowly.
“I want you, Jarrod,” Dave groaned. “I want that massive cock of yours inside me.”
Jarrod removed his fingers and grasped his shaft. He smeared the wetness over the tip and pressed it against Dave. He wasn’t sure how hard he would have to push, but Dave solved that dilemma by arching his hips to impale himself on Jarrod’s member.
“Oh, yeah,” he groaned.
Jarrod couldn’t believe how wonderfully tight it was. “Oh, god, Dave,” he muttered.
“Move, Jarrod.”
Jarrod looked up and saw the lust in Dave’s eyes. He pushed forward and savoured every inch of length that went in until his cock was buried completely. As Dave bent his knees and spread his legs wider, Jarrod leaned over top of him and started to thrust.
“That’s it, Jarrod,” Dave encouraged with a moan of pleasure, “oh, is that ever it.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” Jarrod said, “but dammit, Dave, I just want to fuck you until you scream.”
“You won’t get any complaints from me.” Dave reached between them and started to stroke himself as Jarrod picked up the pace and intensity. Every time Jarrod’s huge erection brushed against his prostate, Dave groaned with pleasure and Jarrod’s thrusts grew even harder and faster as his need built and his balls slapped Dave’s ass with every shove.
“So good,” he muttered as Dave pushed back against him. It was so intense, being encased in Dave’s hot tunnel, that Jarrod never wanted the feeling to end. He felt Dave’s muscles start to clench around him, the familiar burn started and then his world exploded in a flash of light as his seed spurted up Dave’s ass, Dave’s climax coming hard on the heels of his own.
Jarrod collapsed across Dave and kissed him gently as his member softened and slid from his lover’s warmth. He finally rolled off and Dave nudged him over, wrapping his arm around Jarrod’s chest and spooning behind him, Jarrod feeling the sticky wetness of Dave’s seed smear across his back.
“You are downright amazing,” Dave whispered in the lawyer’s ear.
“Mmmm,” was Jarrod’s only response as he burrowed back against Dave’s warm chest. Dave chuckled and softly kissed Jarrod’s shoulder.
“I hope this can be more than a one time thing,” the lawman added. “Think you can arrange to get up here on business once in a while?”
Jarrod closed his eyes, basking in the closeness. He felt more complete with Dave than he’d ever felt before. “Oh, I’m sure that won’t be too hard.” He rolled over and looked up at Dave. “The hard part will be getting on that stage tomorrow, knowing I can’t take you with me.”
Dave caressed his cheek and placed a tender kiss on Jarrod’s lips. “It won’t be much easier for me, watching you drive away.”
Jarrod pulled Dave back into his embrace. “Then let’s just make the most of the time we do have,” and they swept each other away in another rush of mind-blowing passion.
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