Adam hummed quietly to himself as he maneuvered the plow along the ground behind the mare. He would love for him and Tim to own a place like this someday and just settle down. To have a garden and chickens. Neighbors like Sam and Lilly. He frowns slightly at the thought of that dream never becoming a reality.
He stops the mare for a second and reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a bandana to wipe the sweat from his face. He removes his cowboy hat and fans himself with it as he glances around at the others. His heart stops.
Nate had gone to the well and had brought back a bucket of nice cold water. Tim drank some from a dipper before pouring the rest on his head to help cool himself off.
There was nothing sexier than his outlaw wet. Adam's jaw drops at the sight and his manhood begins to spring to life.
What he wouldn't give to run across this garden, grab Tim and f*ck him senseless. But he figured that Sam and Nate wouldn't find it too amusing. As he tries his best to clear his thoughts, he becomes aware of his outlaw staring at him. Was that lust in his brown eyes? Could he see the blonde's erection? Was Tim wanting to run across the garden and f*ck him senseless?
"Adam? Adam?" Nates voice pulls Adam from his thoughts. "You can f*ck each other later but right now would you like a drink of water?"
Adam let's go of a shaky breath as he places his hat back on his head.
"I hate you, Nate." Adam chuckles as he takes the dipper from the scout. "You sure know how to screw up a d*mn good daydream."
"Well, I'm pretty sure that Tim is having the same daydream. I thought he was going to pass out when you took your shirt off." Nate laughs. "BUT, we are supposed to be working, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Adam frowns as he turns back to the plow.
Nate sets down the water bucket and picks up his hoe and gets back to work.
"You know you're distracting our plowboy, right?" Nate says quietly so Sam couldn't hear.
"Really? What am I doing?" Tim asks with a smirk on his lips.
"Existing." Nate answers with a chuckle.
~~
A few hours later, the garden was actually beginning to look like a garden again. It would have never happened if Sam hadn't had the extra help.
Chance and Austin had returned with a good mess of fish and began cleaning them.
"Well, just in time." Sam smiles as he sees the wagon coming up the path.
"Did you think we got lost?" Lilly laughs as she climbs down from the wagon. "Or were y'all beginning to get hungry?" She walks over and kisses her husband's cheek.
"We're ready to start planting those seeds you picked up." Sam says as he walks toward the wagon. "But now that you mentioned food...."
"I can't expect you fellas to work with empty stomachs." Lilly laughs. "How about some sandwiches?"
YOU ARE READING
OUTLAW
FanfictionA ruthless gang of outlaws led by a crazed killer roams the west doing whatever it takes to survive.