Hunting part 2
A special thanks to lissa_ann for pushing me and previewing this story.
Thanks also to
piney61
for her take on Josh.
Title: Hunting part 2
Author: Shellygirl814
Fandom: Red Sox RPS
Rating: Adult
Word Count 4345 (Including header)
Pairing: Josh Beckett/Jason Varitek---Josh/AJ Burnett implied-AJ/Roy Halladay implied
Warnings: M/M sexiness and language - implied turkey death-implied past bear death
Summary: Jason visits Josh over Thanksgiving at his ranch.
Disclaimer: I do not know any of these people’s true sexual preferences. I am not implying that any of these people’s actual sexual preference is the way that I state. I do not know if these people see each other during holidays or during the off-season. This is a complete work of fiction, written for my own enjoyment and the enjoyment of others. I am making no money, real or virtual from this story. I know that Josh owns a ranch in Texas and has turkeys on it; the real ranch is not located in Spring, Texas. The ranch and any staff members mentioned are a figment of my imagination and if they resemble any real life people, it is strictly a coincidence. I also do not know how turkeys die, I assume they grow in the supermarket, frozen, and do know want to know how they really die. If you want to see the real ranch, you can do an internet search for it on the web, it is a cool site.
Note: The sex scenes are a bit cheesy. I’m trying to love Josh Beckett, but I still want to slap him every time I see him on TV.
Feedback: Yes please
Josh locked the cages and turned his attentions to Jason. The look in his eyes had a devious slant, “I cant’ wait,” he mumbled right before possessing Jason’s mouth. They kissed and got to know one another more intimately for a few moments until Josh pulled back.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” He grasped Jason’s hand and placed it over his rapidly beating heat, “Feel that? You do that.”
Jason grinned wickedly, “Or carrying those turkeys back to the truck did it. Maybe you’re just out if shape.”
Josh lowered Jason hand to the throbbing behind his zipper, “Turkey’s don’t do that to me.”
Jason groaned and pulled Josh’s head down to his and kissed him again, he moved his hand slightly to grasp Josh’s erection and began rubbing it through the pitcher’s jeans. Josh moaned against Jason’s lips with unadulterated pleasure, his cock was painfully straining to get out of his jeans.
“We should get back to the house before they come looking for us,” Josh mumbled against Jason’s lips. He didn’t want their first time together to be out in the chilly woods with caged turkeys watching them. “What do say about us heading back, and you getting a tour of the house? We can pick up where we left off after Marta and the guys go home?”
Jason gave Josh one more kiss and agreed to the plan, “I could use a shower too, I must smell like a goat,” he chuckled.
Josh nuzzled into Jason neck, “You smell great. You always do.” He reached around Jason and opened the truck’s door for him, “Your chariot awaits.”
They traveled back to the ranch; Jason sat right next to Josh, praising the manufacturer for installing bench seats in this particular truck. They sat thigh to thigh; Josh tried to keep his eyes on the road, he knew what Jason’s tight denim encased, he couldn’t wait to see him; feel him; taste him. His mind was spinning over what had just happened in the woods. He knew it was going to be good with Josh, but he didn’t realize how good it really was.
Josh drove the truck all the way to the barn; he left it there knowing that Bob would take of the turkeys. The guys headed to the big house, Josh wrapped his arm around Jason’s shoulders, Jason slid his arm around Josh’s waist. Josh noticed that Jason was limping slightly; he realized that Jason’s knee wasn’t 100 percent yet, “Is your knee okay? I shouldn’t have made you carry that turkey.”
“I’m fine. It just gets sore sometimes. I’m okay.”
They arrived at the ranch and Marta greeted them at the door with a smile.
“You good boys got turkeys?”
“Yes, Marta,” Josh leaned down and planted a kiss on the top of Marta’s gray hair.
“Good, I made you boys some lunch. I’m almost done here; everything is ready for you to put in the oven tomorrow. I’ll be going home soon”
They obediently sat at the table and ate the food that Marta had prepared especially for them. Jason could tell how much Marta loved Josh, he was glad Josh had her here. Marta watched them eat before going back to preparing the food for the next day. Jason kept sneaking peeks at Josh; he was amazed at the passion bottled up in the young pitcher. He stroked Josh’s thigh under the table. When they were finished eating, Josh invited Jason on a tour of his house.
“Thank you, Marta, that was delicious,” Jason said to the tiny woman as he put his dish in the sink.
Marta crooked her finger, calling Jason down to her face, “You take good care of my boy, okay?” she whispered.
“I will, he’s already special to me,” Jason blushed as he whispered back to Marta.
“What are you guys whispering about?” Josh asked with a gleam in his eye.
“You take your boy on a tour, don’t worry about what we are talking about,” Marta scolded Josh. Jason grinned and winked at Josh.
Josh was very proud of his ranch and especially of his house. He picked out all the décor and furnishings himself. He wanted it to be a sanctuary for his time away from the field. They started in the great room, off the kitchen.
Jason looked over to the large stone fireplace; some logs were stacked off to one side and a few were burning in the grate. In front of the hearth, a real-life looking bearskin rug lay on the floor, growling head included.
“Did you catch that?” Jason said pointing to the rug as he went over to it and stroked its head.
“Yeah, that’s Charley. I bagged him a few years ago and had him made for me. It was an amazing feeling to actually pull the trigger and kill it. We ate bear meat all winter.”
Jason stood up and looked at the pictures sprinkled on the mantle. He fingered a small silver framed picture of Josh and AJ. He had heard the rumors, but didn’t care who Josh was with before. He looked over to Josh and saw him looking back, defying Jason to say something about AJ. Josh knew it was really over between himself and AJ, when he heard about Roy and their “wedding.” Josh was moving on now and didn’t want to think about AJ. He just wanted to think of Jason, he walked over to the photos and one by one, threw them into the fire. Josh was done with AJ; he wanted Jason to see that he was free. He bent down and pressed his lips to Jason’s forehead.
Jason smiled and cleared his throat and asked to see some of the other rooms. Josh showed him the downstairs guest room and bathroom, the sunroom, dining room, and den. His den was his favorite room; it was where he spent most of his time, when he was home. The whole room had a baseball décor. One whole wall was cover with the latest in technological entertainment; large screen HD TV, DVD, surround sound, everything. The back wall held a fully stocked wet bar complete with three beers on draft. The top of the bar was made of a shiny dark wood, the bottom a lighter wood with a baseball diamond inlay. The bar stools were white leather with red stitches in a baseball pattern. There was some signed memorabilia on the walls, including, Jason saw, one of his own jerseys.
“Where did you get that?” he said walking over to the signed jersey. It was his signature, but he knew that he never had signed one for Josh.
“A charity auction, I paid quite a pretty penny for that. But, it was for a good cause.”
“I would have signed one for you. Free of charge,” he said with a wink.
“I bought it a while ago,” Josh admitted quietly.
Jason smiled and kissed Josh deeply, right there in the den, “You’re a good man, Josh.”
Jason ran a hand over the back of the extra long plush sofa that sat in the middle of the room and held a beautiful quilt over the back. “Where did you get this?” he said, stroking the soft material. It was a black and turquoise quilt with a large star in the middle.
“My mom made it for me when I was named MVP in Florida.” Josh answered sheepishly. He loved his mom’s quilt, he knew how hard she worked on it, but was embarrassed that he still had it out; he didn’t like to brag and kept his medals and trophies at his parent’s house for that reason.
“It’s beautiful,” he rubbed his palm over the wrinkles, feeling the texture.
“It’s big enough to wrap around two people,” he said suggestively. He wanted to jump on Jason, pull him down onto the couch, and have his way with him, but he didn’t want Marta to walk in on him.
“Did you find that out with AJ?” Jason instantly regretted the words as soon as they left his lips. He saw the pain that his careless words caused on Josh’s face.
“Um, yeah,” he replied awkwardly. He looked out the large window and tried to push the haunting thoughts out of his mind.
Jason realized that he hurt Josh and took him in his arms, “Josh, I am so sorry; I don’t know why I said that. I don’t care who you have been with in the past, it was a stupid thing to say. Please forget it.” Jason knew that Josh wouldn’t forget. He just hoped that he hadn’t blown his chance with Josh; he knew they would be so good together.
Josh leaned his head down and placed a soft kiss on Jason’s lips, forgiving him silently. Jason smiled, relieved, “Are we okay?”
“Yeah, let’s have you see the rest of the house.”
They headed upstairs and Josh showed Jason the other guest rooms, all decorated beautifully. They stopped outside a closed door, Josh’s hand rested on the knob.
Jason looked up at him with confusion in his eyes, “Are we going in? What room is this one?”
“It’s my room.”
“Oh. Do you not want me to see it? If it is a mess, I don’t care. Open up.”
“No.”
“No? Okay,” he was thoroughly confused.
Josh ran a hand over Jason’s bristly hair and down his stubbly cheek, “Why don’t you,” he kissed him, “Go take that shower that you wanted to take,” kisses again, “and meet me in there through the connecting door?” He kissed him once more then escorted Jason to his room.
Jason quickly showered. He looked down at his body; he’d been at least half-hard since the plane ride and wanted some relief. He hoped that it wouldn’t be to long a wait. He wanted Josh inside him.
He realized that Josh had never seen him in his natural off-season hairiness. He always shaved his body hair during the season for comfort, but in the off-season, let himself go. He hoped it didn’t bother Josh. He got out of the shower, dried off, and dressed in clean clothes. Black tee shirt, and snug jeans, was all he put on, he didn’t bother with sock or underwear knowing that they would be off soon. He brushed his teeth and neatened up his goatee in the mirror, and tried to do something with his hair, knowing that doing that was hopeless. He didn’t bother with cologne, just some of his unscented deodorant, remembering that Josh said that he liked how he smelled. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time. He let out a deep breath, and knocked on the door to Josh’s room.
Josh opened the door and let Jason in as he kissed him once more, tasting the peppermint on his breath. Josh himself had showered and changed clothes too. He had put on an old gray tee shirt, baggy jeans and slid his feet into old, scuffed tennis shoes. Jason looked at him questioningly; he smiled and licked his lips, “Hi.”
Josh smiled back, “Hi. Come in,” he added shyly. He stepped back and let Jason into his master suite. He didn’t spend much time in this room, but he liked it. He claimed this one as his own, just for the spectacular view and bathroom.
“This is my place.”
Jason looked around and saw the large fireplace, similar to the one downstairs, but smaller. Jason walked over to the mantle and saw a small picture frame there. He didn’t want to look too closely at the picture, didn’t want to think of AJ in the picture. He couldn’t help himself and took a quick glance anyways. He stared, not saying anything. It was a picture of him, sitting in the clubhouse, going over the hitters to some game on his computer. He didn’t even know when someone had taken the picture or who had taken it. Josh came up behind Jason and leaned his chin on Jason’s shoulder, his arms encircled Jason’s waist, and he knew what Jason was thinking.
“You’ve been you on my mind for a while now.”
“Who took this?”
“I did. You looked so intense and I just grabbed my phone and snapped it.”
Jason looked at the other photos on the mantel. There was many more of him, some candid, some from the web. He touched the one of him and Alex fighting, “Man, that felt good,” he chuckled under his breath.
Josh took Jason’s hand in his and kissed his knuckles. “You were so impressive that day. I was watching on TV and rooting for you. I wished you were my catcher from that day on. When I got the call that I was traded to Boston, I was ecstatic; you were going to be my catcher.”
“Josh…,” Jason turned in Josh’s arm and kissed him softly, “That’s the nicest thing I’ve heard in a long time.”
They walked over to the large picture window and Jason looked out over the land, “How much of this is yours? “ He asked gesturing with his arms.
“As far as you can see, it’s all mine. This window faces east. I try to wake up to watch the sunrise once a week. Maybe it will be tomorrow,” he chuckled.
Jason saw a round dirt circle with a short white line in the middle and about 60 feet away was a batter’s box and home plate. Sitting in the catcher’s box was a tire on a stand topped with a circle. Jason couldn’t see what was on the circle so he turned and asked Josh.
“It’s you. I pitch to you.”
Jason blushed, turned, and saw a very large four-poster mahogany bed. Another quilt adorned the bed. This one was red and white and has the same large star on it, similar to the one downstairs.
“Mom made this one too?”
“Yeah…when I was traded, I just got it last month when I got home.”
Jason ran his hand over the quilt; it was stiffer than the black and turquoise one. Josh saw Jason furrow his brow and knew what he was thinking.
“It will soften up with use.” He came up behind Jason and wrapped his arms around him to give him a little squeeze, “I think it’s big enough for two,” he whispered into Jason’s ear.
Jason blushed, remembering his foot-in-mouth syndrome from earlier, “I can’t wait.”
“We have to, just a little longer, everyone’s still here. I like my privacy when I’m making love with someone.” Josh placed his mouth in the crook of Jason’s neck, kissing it and inhaling his scent, “You smell so good,” he let out a small groan, “I’m going to seduce you all afternoon long.”
“When do they leave?” Jason asked, groaning, wishing that they could just rip their clothes off and get on with it.
“Soon, Marta was almost done and the guys won’t be back in the house until Friday. As if by fate, the intercom near Josh’s door beeped once. Josh went over to it and pushed the button. “Yes?”
“I’m leaving now. Have a good holiday; Bob will bring your turkey over in the morning, okay?”
“Bye, Marta. Thanks for everything, have a good holiday.”
Josh turned to Jason; he licked his lips and quickly closed the space between them. He crushed his lips down onto Jason’s lips. He groaned as Jason opened his lips and their tongues mated. Josh ran his hands down Jason’s hard chest and pulled the hem of his tee shirt out of the waistband of his jeans. Jason lifted his arms to allow Josh to pull his shirt over his head. They broke their kiss for a moment as Jason stood back. Jason’s hand went to the button on his jeans, Josh swiped his hand away, “Let me do that.” Jason removed his hand and looked down as Josh undid his pants and pushed them down. Jason picked up each of his feet as Josh pulled the pants over them. Jason stood naked, his sex standing tall, full, and shiny, while Josh just looked at him. Josh moved his finger in a swirl pattern and Jason spun around slowly, letting Josh view him fully.
“Wow,” Josh groaned out as he reached to Jason and stroked his furry pelt, “This is new.”
Jason blushed. He was worried that Josh wouldn’t like him unshaven, but his worry was soon gone. Josh stepped forward, placed the tip of his tongue in the center of Jason’s chest, and moved it upward, parting the hairs as he went. He moaned softly as kissed his way up to Jason’s collarbone, “Why do you shave in the summer?”
“It gets too hot,”
“You’re beautiful like this.”
“No.”
Josh tipped Jason’s face up and looked deep into his green eyes, “You are,” he combed his fingers through Jason’s chest hairs, “It’s kind of…masculine.”
He led Jason over to the bed. They removed the quilt, folded it up, and placed it on the leather chair sitting in the corner. Josh pulled back the sheet and laid Jason down. He ran his hands all over Jason’s body. He loved the feeling of the softness of the hair over the hard muscles of Jason’s form. He murmured unintelligible words as he kissed Jason’s chest.
“Take off your clothes and climb in with me, Josh. I want to feel your body next to mine.” Josh complied; his almost hairless, soft body was a stark contrast to Jason’s body. He didn’t have the biggest cock, but no one had ever complained. He climbed in, lying next to Jason, their skin touched; Josh felt the springy hair tickle his whole body. The top sheet fell away as Josh moved and straddled Jason’s body. He leaned down and kissed Jason again, firmer this time. He wanted to posses all of him, right now, he had waited too long.
Josh sat back and grasped Jason’s erection, sliding his fist over the top to add lubrication to his movements. Jason’s raised his hips in response, he didn’t want to climax too quickly, but he knew that he couldn’t hold out for much longer. Josh kept moving his hand up and down, feeling the girth and heft of Jason. With his free hand, he slipped his finger down between Jason’s legs, stroking his large balls, and onto the crinkled hole. He penetrated Jason smoothly, “Oh, this is what I’ve been waiting for,” Josh moaned out.
Jason felt himself tense up as Josh entered him. He couldn’t hold back anymore, he climaxed immediately, all over Josh’s hand. Josh looked down in surprise; he had only begun his ministrations of Jason’s cock. He removed his finger from Jason and looked up into Jason’s face, “Wow,” he was surprised at the amount that Jason pumped out in that short of time. He leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed some tissues; he wiped Jason off and then his fingers.
Jason turned red he was so embarrassed. He never had a problem like this one, he usually had more stamina, “I’m so embarrassed, this---“
He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Josh pressed his lips down onto Jason’s mouth.
“It’s fine. It just means that we can go longer next time.”
He lay next to Jason, facing him. He stroked Jason’s face, willing the redness to go away. It was no big deal to Josh; they had plenty of time to be intimate. He would wait for his own orgasm, knowing it would be stronger, the longer he waited. He ran his fingers over Jason’s crow’s feet, “I like these.”
Jason looked over to Josh with disbelief, could this young man be serious?
“You like my wrinkles?”
“Yeah, they suit you. They’re sexy as hell,” he leaned over and kissed the lines on Jason’s face.
Jason rolled over to face Josh, “You’re really surprising; you know that?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, let’s start with Marta and your guys. You obviously love them and they love you, then there’s your house. It’s beautiful. You did a wonderful job. You really have an eye for color and I love your den. Then, you accept me the way that I am, hairy, wrinkly, and quick to climax. You were such a…a…a jerk, all season. And you’re really not, you’re sweet, you’re kind, and you’re loving.”
Josh smiled and pulled Jason close, “Thank you. I’m sorry I acted the way I did. Part of me was so intimidated just from meeting you. Part of me wanted to prove that I could pitch in Boston. Coming from Florida, where there were 10 fans there every night to Boston, which was sold out every night, was difficult”
Jason gave him a deep, soul-invading kiss, “I’m ready for round two, if you are,” he grasped Josh’s cock with his hand and gave it a few slow strokes, causing Josh to let out a small moan. His own body wasn’t ready, but that didn’t mean that Josh couldn’t enjoy himself. Jason rolled over and rubbed his ass over Josh’s groin, knowing what Josh wanted to do.
“Really?” Josh asked.
“Yeah, I want you to; just go slowly, it’s been a while for me.”
Josh ran his hand down Jason’s arm, down to his hip. He pressed his fingertips into Jason’s skin, marking him before moving on to his muscled thighs. Josh groaned, “I’ve been waiting for these.”
“My legs? You’ve been waiting for my legs?”
“Your thighs, you have no idea what they feel like in my hand.” He sat up and looked down into Jason’s eyes, “Ready?”
Jason nodded as he felt Josh’s hands separate him from behind. Jason closed his moss-colored eyes and relaxed, as Josh entered him. Josh placed firm kisses over Jason’s neck and shoulder, “You’re so tight.” Josh moved his hips in the ancient rhythm of love. He knew then that Jason was the one he needed to be with now. Jason reached back and ran his hand over Josh’s smooth body, urging him closer until there was no space between their bodies. Josh felt the familiar rumbling inside and knew it wouldn’t be long before he came.
The sheen of sweat that was forming on the men’s bodies provided the lubrication that Josh need to get as close to Jason as possible. He gave a few hard thrusts and emptied himself into Jason. As he climaxed, he ran his hand over Jason’s furry torso and entwined his fingers with Jason’s to hold his sex.
Jason felt Josh finish, he had been coaxing his own cock back to attention when Josh reached over and joined him. Jason felt empty as Josh left his body.
“Are you ready again?” Josh growled out. He didn’t soften, even though he came, the joys of being a young man.
Jason let Josh’s hand take over for him and rolled over to face Josh. Their cocks touched, and Jason finally rose to fullness, “I am now.”
Josh used his hands to bring Jason to the edge and then scooted down to take Jason in his mouth, as he did in the woods. He moved his mouth over Jason and just as quickly as before, Jason felt his insides rumble and rewarded Josh. Josh took it all without missing a drop. Josh pulled himself up and lay next to Jason. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a towel to clean them.
Jason curled into Josh’s side, placing his head on Josh’s chest, “I need some sleep...is that okay?”
Josh kissed Jason’s cheek and reassured him that it was fine. He pulled the sheet up over them and closed his own eyes.
Jason slept longer than he had expected. He woke up and felt for Josh, but quickly found that he was alone. He looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that it was 6:00am. He rolled over and saw Josh at the picture window wrapped in the red star quilt. Jason got out of bed and slipped next to Josh, wrapping the edge of the quilt around his body. He tilted his head and laid it on Josh’s shoulder as Josh encircled him with his arm. They stood there and watched the sunrise, a new day was dawning, and they were where they wanted to be. Josh leaned down and kissed Jason hello. “This is a good day, I am thankful for you.”