I paid extra attention to my appearance as I got ready, my stomach was a knot of nerves. Since meeting Colby Slade, my head had been a mess. I'd spoken with my Mom about it briefly before my father came home, she'd filled me in on how he's taken full guardianship of all the siblings, and was running the ranch single handed, he was a strong-willed, hard-working man at 27 years old and, I had a huge amount of respect for him.
I left my room and popped my head round the kitchen door, where I heard my folks talking, my father looked me over before commenting..
"Where are you going son?" He asked like he cared, but underneath it, I could detect it was his way of him keeping tabs on my life and, an as ever an underlying threat. Looking over at him with his preachers collar, I felt nothing but hate for this man who was my father, he was a sperm donor..no more!"I'm off out to the Rodeo, meeting a few friends then picking up Luke, ill be home this evening"...I left no room for negotiations. Nodding his head, he continued with his coffee while Mom looked at me with a slight smile..
"Have fun sweetheart"...She gave a little wink that father couldn't see as I left them to it...
"Thanks Mom, Bye!"...I grabbed my jeep keys with the excitement bubbling away inside.
As I pulled on to the land the Rodeo was held on, I was directed to a parking spot by a man I had seen often at congregation, offering him a wave I parked up and made my way over to the busy area that was a sea of people. I'd need to be careful if I didn't want word getting back to father, there was no way in hell I was having him ruin anything before it could start. I was wanting something long term, I wasn't going to be someone's quick fuck or dirty secret, I wanted all or nothing!
Straightening my white t-shirt and running my hands over my skinny jeans, I suddenly felt nervous...What if he doesn't like me, and I was wrong...the nerves were kicking in!
Taking my phone out of my pocket, I messaged the number I'd added before bed last night, it felt like ages waiting for his reply. Walking round feeling a bit like a love sick fuckin puppy my phone started to vibrate, smiling down sure enough there on the pad was "Cowboy" flashin, flipping the phone on I smiled down into it..."Hello there Colby Slade" I could hear him chuckle down the other end...
"You on your own preacher boy?" Trying not to let it rile me him callin me that, I steadied my breathing before speaking.
"Yep"
"Meet me near the bronc pens, you know where that is pretty boy?" Hearing him call me that sent a jolt down to my cock and I almost whined down the fuckin phone, he was flirting with me...me...Jesse fuckin Dawson! Smiling like an idiot I started walking that way.
"Sure, be with you in a bit" At that I closed the phone off and made my way over there trying not to rush too much, didn't want him to know just how eager I was, did I?
As I pushed through the people, my heart almost stopped. There...right in front of me looking at the broncs was the fuckin cowboy god himself, his tight jeans gripped his ass and I almost felt jealous of them, looking up from his crotch now as he'd turned around was a smirking Colby Slade, even with his baseball cap on I could see his eyes shine. Making my way over I stood in front of him, fuck was he a giant or something...
I felt him before I saw him, turning round I couldn't help my smile, I'd caught him yet again checkin me out. I'd told myself I don't know how many times this would bite me in the butt, yet, here I am looking at gorgeous Jesse Dawson who'd, made me feel things I'd never felt before.
"You keep staring at me like that preacher boy and you'll need to go to confession" I could see the "preacher boy" annoyed him, so decided it was best to behave but, I was rewarded with his delicious red cheeks. Clearing his throat, he pulled himself together and looked up at my tall frame.
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The Sins of Cowboy Colby Slade
RomansaCowboy churches believe in the Trinity: One God in three Persons, Father, Son and Holy Spirit.... Colby had sinned, but he can't help who he is, God knows how he's tried for himself and his family's honour. When he was younger, he would pray to be "...