Well here it is, chapter three, I am wonderfully surprised by all of the great letters I have received from everyone. I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations. There will definately be at least two more chapters, of that I am sure. But beyond that I can't make any promises. As always your comments are deeply appreciated. You may email me at bimale4uxx@yahoo.com
"A NEW DAWN FOR MONTGOMERY CHASE"
Copyright (c) 2005 by Billy Merritt. All rights reserved. The use is expressly forbidden unless explicit arrangement has been made with the Author. This copyright applies to all chapters and pages of this work. It may not be reproduced, posted, stored electronically, or archived, except for personal, non-public use, without the express written permission of the Author.
Warning: this is a fictional story of sex between consenting adult men. If gay sex offends you or you are a minor or living where this is illegal to read. GO AWAY
CHAPTER THREE
"STOP THE WORLD, I NEED TO THINK"
The frost made the ground look snow covered. His breath fogged the air. Even though it was cold, Montgomery still insisted on his morning coffee on the porch. It had been a week since he was over at Clay and Ethel's. The week has sped by, so much had happened, even though the wanted to shout to the world "STOP, I need to think things through before life continues"
Dave had moved in very early on the following Monday morning. He was amazing. In one week he had everything completely organized, although many details still needed to be worked out, the plan was all set. He and Bill seemed to really hit it off well. And they were working closely together on the list and pedigrees of the horses to be auctioned. They had a small selection of weanlings, and yearling and two year olds. A good variety, the best only, with the exception of a few that were being held back as possible additions to the breeding program. There were a couple of two year old stud colts that looked to be good replacements for aging stallions. The yearlings and older stud colts had been gelded and only weanling fillies were being sold. Montgomery never let an intact male leave his ownership. To keep the bloodlines only producing the best, all the inferior males were castrated before sale.
Not only had Dave attacked the sale with a passion, he also kept the house immaculately cleaned and prepared all the meals for the three of them. He had a heated discussion with him about it, but Dave insisted and refused to give it up. So Montgomery gave up and let him do as he wished.
Now Bill was a different story. He worked just as hard and kept an excellent attitude, but kept his distance from him. Several times that week Montgomery had tried to get him alone to discuss what happened on Sunday evening, but he always managed to slip away. Fortunately the cold turn to the weather had been a good excuse for Bill to wear high turtle necked shirts all the time. The love marks must have really been dark and prominent, because he was still wearing one when he left on Friday evening for his planned date. Montgomery wondered how he would explain those to the waitress. Draining the last of the coffee in his cup, he walked back in the house. There was Dave, wearing only a pair of shorts as he bustled about preparing a hearty breakfast for both of them. Pouring himself another cup, he looked Dave over. His white skin had a small sampling of golden hair on his chest, and a pleasure trail down to his crotch. The farmers tan lines half way down his upper arms and on his face and neck actually looked rather sexy Montgomery thought. He continually surprised himself with the easy way he felt about men now. All these years, it never occurred to him to think of men in a sexual way, it just seemed natural now. Of course he realized it had probably been there in his subconscious mind all along.
Cane in one hand and a plate of eggs, bacon and fried potatoes in the other Dave brought his plate to the table. The table was all set for two. When he went back to the oven and bent over to pull out the homemade biscuits Montgomery couldn't help but stare as his shorts delved into the crevice between his ass cheeks. So inviting, the firm mounds filled the seat of his shorts like harvest ready melons. Cock throbbing, he turned away quickly to keep him from seeing the bulge growing. Montgomery quickly stepped over and took the basket holding it out for Dave to put the hot biscuits in. No conversation was needed, they worked as a team, getting everything to the table.
As he pushed back from the table, his stomach filled to capacity, he realized even though they had been discussing the upcoming sale, he had not taken his eyes off the well defined chest and blonde hairs circling the dark nipples. Startled at this revelation, he swore to himself he needed to be more careful. He stood up quickly gathering the dirty dishes, trying to keep the conversation going, he noticed that Dave had a huge bulge in his shorts, no mistaking he was rock hard under them. Their eyes met, locked unwavering and he almost dropped the dishes on the floor.
"Let's get the table cleared. And go sit in the den. I'll wash dishes later." Dave spoke quietly, not turning his eyes away. Montgomery simply nodded. As they walked into the den, Dave took him by the arm and directed him to the sofa, where he sat down next to him, very close. They just quietly looked, not doing anything for what seemed an eternity.
"This is something new for you isn't it Monty?" He just nodded. "Well, it is up to you what happens next."
Dave just sat still, waiting. Montgomery slowly stretched his hand and touched his cheek, stroking it tenderly. This was different than before. with Bill that was just getting off, experiencing something new, now he wanted more. He leaned forward, their lips gradually closing the gap between them. Both of them had their eyes wide open. The first gentle brush of their lips sent an electric charge through him. Dave shivered, he must have felt it too, he thought. Slowly the kiss became more intense. They leaned together. His tongue forced Dave's mouth to open and he invaded it like a man starved. The intense kiss became passionate, then rabid. Biting lips, teeth grazing tongues, licking the inside of each other mouths, their breath became heavy. Arms encircled naturally, suddenly he realized he needed no book or map to guide him, his hands explored every inch of Dave's upper torso, his neck head, and his face. He pushed him down on his back, grinding his hard clothing covered cock against Dave's. The one good leg of Dave wrapped around his waist. The thud of his heart matching the pounding in the chest pressed tightly beneath him. Coming up for air, he looked down at Dave and smiled
"Damn, where did you learn to kiss like that?" he murmured.
"I practiced a lot."
"Let's get more comfortable and take this to my bedroom"
Standing they faced each other at the bedside, Dave insisted on slowly stripping him. Making him stand still, and just wait. He unbuttoned his shirt. Slowly pulling it off as he kissed his nipples, and slowly moved on down his chest. He then knelt at his feet and pulled off his cowboy boots, one at a time then removed his socks, kissing his toes as he went along. Reaching up he unfastened his jeans. Slowly slid them down, and leaned into the front of his boxers, inhaling that masculine musky scent and rubbing his face against the hard bulge inside. He pulled down his shorts, and kissed the head of that fully engorged pulsating cock. Once he was stripped, he stood up and dropped his own shorts. Montgomery picked him up and sat him on the bed, crawling up beside him. They returned to kissing, and both explored with their hands the body of the man they held tightly.
"It's now or never" Montgomery thought, as he slowly slid down Dave's body and kissing it as he went. His tongue invaded the belly button then licked further down. He paused at the treasure of a hard cock in his face, the scent nearly overwhelmed him. No wonder Bill had loved inhaling his aroma. The manscent was making him even more aroused. He tentatively licked the cock head and shaft. Tasting cock for the first time in his life, he decided he loved the flavor. He reached between his legs and spread them wider apart and gave the same treatment to the cum filled balls, he even tried to suck both of them into his mouth at the same time. This was a feast for him that he slowly savored. By this time Dave was drooling and moaning, his incoherent ramblings gave way to a growl that started at his stomach and traveled up and out his mouth. Bucking wildly he tried to thrust his cock deep into Montgomery's mouth. He just kept licking slowly sucking savoring each and every flavor. The precum coated his cock, from tip to base, and matted in his pubic hairs. Sweat was dripping from his brow as he worked over the dark purple knob that was incased his hot wet mouth. He experimented with his teeth, nibbling the head and shaft.
"My god Monty, if you don't let me cum I am going to lose my mind." He was barely able to gasp. Montgomery looked up at him and grinned with pleasure. He was glad he was pleasing him. Then he redoubled his efforts. Sucking harder and stroking the spit and precum slicked shaft with one hand, while massaging his balls with the other. He felt Dave's balls draw up tight, and a slight tremor in his thighs that grew into a massive convulsion of pent up sexual need. The first shot of cum took him off guard, even though he new it was going to happen the thick viscosity of the semen, the salty taste almost gagged him. He was not repulsed, on the contrary he savored the flavor, it was the volume that was overwhelming. Earnestly trying to swallow it all, he managed to get almost all of it. Spasm after spasm shook Dave's body as the cum continued to discharge from his pulsating cock. Montgomery slowly moved up and then tenderly kissed him sharing the product from his own balls. Dave wrapped his arms around him and kissed him deeply back.
"Wow, where did you learn to suck like that Monty?"
"Just now, you the first." He said, blushing.
"Oh my god, am I the first ever?"
"Well, no, I've had my cock sucked once and fucked a guy once. But that's it." he said apologetically, afraid he wasn't good enough. He conveniently left out Bill's name.
"The same guy?" Monty just nodded. "Recently?" again he nodded.
"Carla was the only one I have ever had sex with, until recently"
He could see the questions in Dave's eyes, so he kissed him to stop the questions. He wasn't prepared to discuss it any further right then. Dave slowly responded as Montgomery took over.
"Monty, I want you to fuck me. Will you?" remembering the view when Dave had leaned over earlier, his desire took over like a stampeding herd of cattle. He flipped him over on his stomach, spread his legs and grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside table. Panther like he crawled up between the spread legs heading toward the mounds of pure pleasure that awaited him. As he spread his cheeks wide to apply the lube, the aroma ascended to his nostrils. Salivating he leaned closer and tentatively stuck out his tongue, slowly gliding it down the valley towards the awaiting love hole. The all male fragrance nearly caused him to orgasm. His tongue tenderly sampled the rosebud. Dave arched his back, and pulled his cheeks apart, demanding that Montgomery tongue fuck his hole. He probed into the tight hole, and grazed his tongue inside flickering, experiencing the flavor. The moaning writhing body in front of him brought him back to his need to use that hole. He quickly lubed it and squirted a generous amount on his cock and aimed it at entrance. He slowly entered, in one steady push. Allowing Dave to adjust and accommodate this intrusion, he lay still on his back, licking his neck and ears, murmuring his pleasure.
The fuck started slow and easy, he experimented with different angles, judging from Dave's response which ones felt better to him. He made sure to alternate randomly, his speed, and angle of penetrations. This felt so good he wanted it to last as long as possible. Dave was pushing back meeting him thrust for thrust. Unable to control it much longer, he felt the ring around his cock tighten, and clamp down with a vengeance. Dave was having another powerful orgasm, he moaned, whimpered and begged for more. As he called out an unintelligible warning that he was cumming, Montgomery felt the loss of control as he wildly plunged in and out of that hot, tight wonderful cock receptacle. His own orgasm completely took over as he punched deeply one last time. His balls spilled their contents into the warm bowels. His energy depleted, he dropped on Dave's back, lungs heaving. As he slowly regained his breath, he heard a gentle snore. Smiling he rolled off and got a towel and cleaned up Dave's backside and his cock. Then he spooned up beside him and promptly fell asleep
He awoke to an empty bed, groggy with sleep, he looked around, Dave was not in his bed or room. He slid on his jeans, and walked into the living room. Empty, and silent, the house seemed to be deserted. He walked from room to room, wondering what had happened to Dave. The driveway contained only his pickup, Dave's was gone and he noticed that Bill still had not arrived. A terrible feeling went through him. After the wonderful time he had just had, he knew he wanted more, and thought that Dave would feel the same. But where was he? He looked through the house again, no note, nothing to indicate where he went or what he was doing.
The ringing phone shattered the complete silence. He jumped alarmed by the sound and hastily answered it.
"Chase Stables"
"Mr. Chase this is Sheriff Anderson, I have Bill in jail."
"What happened Steven?" he used his first name, they knew each other well. And he rarely used formal language, this must be something serious.
"Well, it is a long story, I'll let him tell you, but I can't release him without someone to pick him up."
"Be right there" he hung up before the sheriff could respond.
Striding purposefully into the sheriff's office, he had a grim look on his face. Bill had better not done something so damned foolish that he was going to get more jail time. Conflicting emotions were running through him. Worry, about what had happened that made him get put in jail. He was angry that he had done it. And concern for his well being.
"What the hell happened Steve." He demanded brusquely. "What was so all fired important that you couldn't tell me on the phone?"
"He will have to tell you himself, follow me. He really isn't under arrest, I have him here for his own safety." Steve explained to a puzzled Montgomery.
The cell door clanged shut, echoing through the jail. Montgomery couldn't take his eyes from Bill. He barely heard the sheriff as he said he would give him some privacy, and his boots thudding as he walked away. Both of Bills eyes were black and swelled shut, a dark bruise on his left cheek. Cuts and scrapes on his knuckles, evidence of some sort of confrontation. Bill's breathing was labored, obviously in pain.
"Well, I'd hate to see what the other guy looks like" he commented dryly.
"You should see what a good job my face did to his fists." Bill attempted to joke, and then groaned.
Montgomery leaned back against the bars, just looking him up and down, he attempted to stand up, and fell back the effort was just too much for him. Not saying a word waiting for Bill to say or do something, he held his breath for the explanation.
"You know the Talmadge brothers?"
"Yea, Rick and Jake, known them for many years, Rick used to work for me some."
Bill was obviously having a hard time talking, he just waited silently. Taking a ragged deep breath he continued.
"Well Rick got it in his mind I was making a play for him last night at the bar." He groaned as he rolled onto his side. "He made a big deal about it and got everyone in the bar worked up, for some reason they believed him." Montgomery then realized that the only time Bill had been interested in sex with him was under the influence of alcohol. That explained the distance afterwards. Bill used his arms to push himself up off the cot.
"Then he left and got Jake, and when I left the bar they jumped me in the parking lot. Jake held my arms while Rick whaled the hell out of me, but I did manage to get a few good licks in." he groaned as he stood upright.
"What happened to your date with the cute waitress from the diner?" Montgomery tried to act offhand about it.
"Well, I cancelled it at the last minute, I just didn't feel like going on a date" he wondered if Bill had actually had a date, but kept quiet at he continued. "By the time the sheriff and his deputy arrived, the Talmadge's had left, and no one would speak up for me, so I just kept quiet, and refused to tell them what happened. They brought me here and gave me some clean clothes, but I refused to go to the doctor."
"Open your shirt, and let me see your chest" Montgomery ordered coldly. Bill knew better than to refuse him when he heard that ice cold voice speak. Montgomery bit his tongue to keep from gasping as the slowly opened shirt revealed dark black and blue bruises from the pecs down to the waist of his pants."
"He hit you in the nuts too?" Bill quietly nodded.
"SHERIFF ANDERSON" Montgomery bellowed like an angry bull. He flew into the cell, the commanding voice and demeanor of Montgomery out ranked his badge.
"Get your deputy to take him to the doc, and if he needs it to the hospital."
"But he refused to..." before the sentenced was finished Montgomery stated flatly. "He will go, and make sure the doctor knows I'll take care of the bills. And then you are going with me. I am going to need you as a witness." He turned and walked out of the cell, not giving the sheriff time to refuse. He lingered just long enough at the door to allow the sheriff to give the orders to his deputy.
Old suppressed memories flooded his mind. It was time to set things right. The Talmadge boys had run wild long enough and no one had the balls to stand up to them. Well he was going to stop them and he didn't give a shit how big and tough they were. Steve kept his silence, he had known him for a long time and had never seen Montgomery this determined. Watching his face, he studied the rugged handsome features of a man that spent most of his life caring for horses in all kinds of weather. He was a quiet easy going man, this was definitely a new side. When he would glance over, the ice blue eyes sent a cold shiver through him. And Steven wasn't a man who didn't fear anything, usually. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as he tried to check his revolver without being noticed.
"RICK TALMADGE GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW." Standing in front of an old dilapidated house, in the middle of the street Montgomery bellowed. The neighbors all stopped. Fixated by the man in the middle of the street, they listened. Silence from the house, a curtain opened from a second floor room.
"YOU HEARD ME RICK TALMADGE, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!"
"FUCK OFF, I DON'T HAVE TO NO DAMN SUCH THING"
"WELL EITHER YOU CAN COME INTO THE STREET WITH ME RIGHT NOW OR I AM GOING TO SAY WHAT I CAME HERE TO TELL YOU AND LET THE ENTIRE DAMN TOWN FIND OUT. IT'S YOUR CHOICE. YOU HAVE TWO MINUTES STARTING RIGHT NOW" he looked at his watch aware that everyone was listening raptly and would rather he yell it out for them all to hear.
"Steve, you need to be close enough to hear the entire conversation." He turned and spoke quietly. Steve just nodded. He was just a bystander now, he couldn't have stopped this if he wanted to. And he didn't want to, it was time for the Talmadge's to be held accountable for their actions.
It was exactly one minute and 55 seconds later as Rick came flying out of the house, half dressed. Montgomery saw his face, and chuckled, damn Bill did get some good licks in. Several dark bruises gave testimony to that. He paused at the sidewalk and tried to act composed as he gave a poor imitation of a strut walking over to the two men. He glared at Montgomery, trying to intimidate him, but only got a cold smile in return. The eyes shook him to his toes. He had worked for him, he knew what this man was capable of doing.
The silence was more than he could take.
"Well, what is it" he tried to sound cocky, but the quiver in his voice gave his fear away.
"You and your brother Jake are going to give a very public apology to Bill"
"The Fuck I am, I'm not talking to that faggot again, except to cuss him...."
"SILENCE" Montgomery roared. "You will keep your fucking mouth shut and listen to everything I've going to say and the Sheriff is here to witness it all." He opened and closed his mouth several times debating. Being stood down like this was something that didn't happen in this town. Finally he closed his mouth and nodded.
"You are going to get your brother, the both of you are going to clean your nasty selves up, shave, put on the best Sunday go meeting clothes you have. They are going to be clean and pressed. You both will then meet Bill, Sheriff Anderson and I at the diner in two hours. You will walk up to Bill and offer your sincerest apology, BOTH of you. You will say that you know he did nothing wrong and that you were out of line to falsely accuse him and you will offer to pay for his medical bills and his time that he can't work." Rick opened his mouth to argue, but Montgomery held up is hand
"OR" he paused "if you don't, I am going to tell everyone the times I caught you and your brother fucking and sucking each other while you worked for me. I will also remind everyone how you grieved when your best friend Justin left town. Everyone remembers what a sensitive pretty boy he was, and often people wondered about you two.
Remember the time I caught you kissing him at the river?" Rick's mouth fell open.
"You forgot about all that didn't you? Well Rick you see, memories are a funny thing. I forgot all about that until I walked in and saw the way you almost killed Bill for something that you are. And I'm not going to stand quietly and forget it anymore." Rick stared at him, anger, resentment and fear on his face. He knew that Montgomery didn't make idle threats.
"Oh, and I also know sheriffs in three other counties that will be glad to give a statement regarding some things they caught you doing, you know, the same kind of thing I caught you doing. You see, they owe me a few favors and they don't owe you anything. So if you think you can just leave, and not apologize, forget it. I'll see that the word is spread about you and Jake. You've got two hours to be at the diner, and I'd suggest you don't be late."
He turned on his heel, without looking back. Leaving a stunned silent man standing in the middle of the street.
"Come on sheriff, let's go check on Bill."
It was even colder this morning Montgomery thought as he was sipping his coffee. This time he was inside looking out of the kitchen window. As the sun rose over the horizon the heavy frost appeared like a layer of diamonds encrusted on the ground and trees. The reflections were absolutely beautiful he thought. Before long a blanket of snow would cover the fields and all the grungy brown dried vegetation would be covered up completely.
He reflected back on yesterday's events. The stunned crowded diner as Rick and Jack came in, all groomed and dressed well. No one could remember seeing them any other way but nasty dirty, wearing worn out old clothes that didn't fit properly. As he looked back the thought crossed his mind they must have got the men's clothing store owner to open just for them, the clothes did look new. He had whispered to a tense Bill that it was ok, they weren't going to cause any more problems. The apologies sounded very sincere. They even asked Bill if he would forgive them and if they could shake his hand. Bill's mouth opened and he was speechless. He just nodded.
Fortunately the doctor gave a good report, no broken bones, just bad bruises and some cuts. A few pain pills to help him rest, and a week of complete rest was all he needed and then he would be back almost as good as new.
He insisted that Bill stay in the house and sleep in his bed, while he took the sofa for a week, he turned a deaf ear to Bill's attempt to refuse. It was odd, he thought, Dave was home when he returned, with no explanation for his disappearance. He couldn't have been more considerate and helpful to Bill, but he sensed a detached attitude from him. Well he wouldn't worry about that. The auction was only two weeks off, and he had hired a neighbor's son to help with the chores and to work through the auction. All the added work needed more hands. There was so much to do and so much to think about, that he just wanted to make everything stop, and give him time to think.
End of chapter three.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and are not disappointed. Thanks for reading my story.
Billy