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him.”
    Gable chuckled. “Well, she works with disabled kids and she was looking into equine therapy, letting the kids ride horses to improve their balance and their confidence and such.”
    “And you think we should do that here?”

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    Gable shrugged. “I don‟t see why not. We have the breeding mares, which are docile enough to trot around the corral with a kid on their back, and then there are the older geldings. They‟re fully trained but not really the kind of horses that do well at auction because they seem a bit lazy, but you know they ride well.”
    “Yeah, I guess lazy horses are perfect for that. You can fire a cannon next to Mally and he still wouldn‟t budge,” Flynn chuckled.
    “I know we don‟t have a lot of time, but it would only be one afternoon a week and I thought….”
    “I think it‟s a great idea,” Flynn interrupted. “I mean, Hunter and Grant are well settled into their house, so we have more time now.”
    “You‟re right,” Gable agreed. “Remind me that the next time Hunter comes up with a brilliant idea, like wanting to build his own house, we turn him down, okay?”
    “Well, it did start as an excuse to have his own place without telling his mom he was letting Grant move in with him.” Gable smiled broadly. “You know, it‟s nice that we all get along so well. I even like the new Grant.”
    “Hey,” Flynn said, poking Gable in the ribs with his elbow.
    “Don‟t get any fresh ideas.”
    “About what?”
    “Grant,” Flynn answered. “He may have morphed into a nice guy, but I think if you steal him from Hunter, Hunter will put you out of business. That is, if I don‟t kill you first.” Gable grabbed Flynn, pulled him close to his chest, and playfully bit his neck. “I wouldn‟t dare. Hunter can have him. Besides, I don‟t need anyone else but you.”
    “Is that so?” Flynn said, turning around so he could kiss Gable passionately.
    “Oh, I almost forgot,” Gable said, interrupting their kiss. “We have the twins next weekend. Calley wants a few days of leisure and she asked if we could babysit.”

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    “Oh, great,” Flynn sighed. “No sex next weekend.” He rolled his eyes dramatically, but Gable knew he loved those kids to bits.
    “I‟ll make it up to you,” Gable teased. “Starting right now.”
    “Oh?” Flynn uttered, flashing his eyelashes.
    “Water‟s been heating up all day. Want to take a shower together?”
    Flynn pretended to think about it, but Gable could practically see his jeans grow tight before his eyes.
    “Last one in the shower gets to bottom,” Gable said, getting up and holding out his hand to pull Flynn up.
    Just minutes later they were under the spray of the sun-heated water from their extra-large water tank. Flynn was leaning against the house with Gable on his knees in front of him, using his oral talents to the fullest until Flynn made him stop.
    “Come here,” Flynn beckoned, pulling Gable to his feet to invite him for a searing kiss. “How do you want it?” Gable raised his eyebrows. “As long as I get to feel you inside me, I don‟t care.”
    “Want to ride me, cowboy?”
    “Is the pony in the mood to buck?” Gable answered as he turned off the flow of water.
    The position Flynn had hated so much in the beginning of their relationship had now become one of their favorites. Flynn could never get enough of seeing his cock disappear into Gable‟s tight body and witnessing first the restraint and then the total abandonment with which Gable rode him. The only difference now was that, after their more frantic movements, Gable would lean down to kiss Flynn as they caught their breath, and then Flynn would take over, thrusting up while Gable held himself over Flynn‟s body. It was much more about sharing than getting off, much more about making each other feel good than about feeling good themselves.
    Then, as they both got tired, Flynn would knead Gable‟s buttocks while Gable ground his engorged erection against Flynn‟s belly.

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    “Pony‟s been doing a lot of running today and is getting kinda tired,” Flynn murmured against Gable‟s mouth.
    “Cowboy‟s got a bum leg and old knees,” Gable replied, smiling without losing contact with Flynn‟s lips.
    “Want to change around?”
    Gable nodded and reluctantly pulled away. He hopped over to the shower again and turned on the water, holding on to the rail they‟d installed there a while