Love Betrayed

Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills.


Warnings: Angst, Slash, Established Couple, Graphic Sex


Rating: FRAO


* indicates thoughts


Summary: Can their love survive a terrible betrayal? A sequel to Learning To Love


Love Betrayed
Chapter 1


Watching Bo chopping wood, sweat glistening on straining muscles sent a thrill through Luke's body, straight to his cock. Just as he thought he wouldn't be able to stand it a minute longer, Bo slammed the axe into the chopping block and stretched.


" I got a better way to work up a sweat darlin," he whispered in his lover's ear. Wrapping his arms around Bo's waist, Luke slowly ran his hands down the blond's body. Pausing to work the snap of his lover's jeans open, he placed his lips at the pulse point of Bo's neck, sucking lightly, nipping at the skin with his teeth.


"Aw man...touch me Luke," Bo moaned as he felt his lover's hands dipping inside his open jeans.


"Whatever you want Bo," Luke responded. Wrapping his hand around Bo's cock, he grinned as the younger man instantly hardened in his hand. Enjoying the rare opportunity they had with both their uncle and cousin away for a couple of days, Luke made no move to go inside the house.


"Oh yessss," leaning back against his lover, Bo lost himself in the sensations Luke was creating. Turning his head to the side, he captured Luke's lips in a passionate kiss, moaning his desire and need into his lover's mouth.


With his free hand, Luke pushed Bo's jeans and boxers down over his hips, allowing him to increase the length of his strokes on the younger man. He gasped with pleasure when Bo's lips met his. Tightening his grip in response, he gradually increased the speed of his hand moving up and down his lover's length.


As the pressure around his cock increased, Bo began to unconsciously buck his hips, driving himself against his lover's hand. Without warning, his body erupted with pleasure, spilling his load onto the ground in front of him. "That was...I love you Luke," he whispered when he could speak again. Turning in his lover's arms, he ripped Luke's jeans open and fell to his knees, taking his cousin's jeans with him. Hungrily leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around the head of his lover's cock. Slowly he drew the length into his mouth, sucking on it even as he used his tounge to gently bathe it, smiling around the head at the sounds Luke was making.


"Ahhhh Bo...yesssss, oh God don't stop," Luke yelled out, thrusting forward into his lover's hot, wet mouth. "I can't last darlin...gonna cum," he warned.


Bo's only response was to take Luke deeper into his throat, humming against his length. With an incoherent scream Luke began to spurt cum down Bo's throat, who greedily drank every offered drop. Licking his lover clean, Bo finally let Luke's softened cock fall from his mouth. Grinning up at the older man, he held out a hand, silently asking for help getting to his feet.


Grabbing Bo's hand, Luke pulled him to his feet. Wrapping his arms around the younger man, he pressed their lips together for another passionate kiss. "Thank you darlin, that was wonderful."


"I try," Bo grinned, blushing slightly at the compliment.


Luke reluctantly let go of the younger man, "Guess we better get cleaned up and head into town."


"Yeah, we did tell Cooter we'd watch the garage this afternoon so he could go to Capitol City," Bo agreed. Pulling his pants and boxers back up his long legs, he made his way inside, well aware of his cousin's eyes watching him from behind.


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"Hey Cooter, how's it going?" Bo greeted the mechanic as he came into the garage.


"Not bad. I want to thank y'all again for watching the place for me..."


"Ain't no big deal Cooter," Bo cut him off. "So what do we need to work on while you're gone?"


"It ain't been too busy today, so I'm pretty well caught up. The only thing left is Mr. Henderson's car, it still needs a front brake job," he replied, pointing at the blue Chevy parked over the greaserack.

"That it?" Luke asked.


"Other than taking care of any customers that might wander in, yep." Grabbing his keys, he started towards his pick-up, "Oh and I already got the bill for Mr. Henderson made out. It's on my desk, next to the phone," turning back around, he continued to his destination.


"Well, guess we might as well get started," Luke said, turning back to the garage and moving to the Chevy.


"Okay, what do you want me to do?"


"Well why don't you look for the new pads, while I get the tires off." Picking up the four-way, Luke soon had the front tires removed and began to work on removing the worn pads from the car.


"Here ya go Luke," Bo called, walking up to his cousin, the new pads in his hand.


"Perfect timing," turning to his cousin, Luke took a new pad from the box in Bo's hand, quickly putting it in place. Moving to the other side of the car, he soon had the brake pad on that side replaced as well. "Think you can climb in, so we can test the brakes?"


"Sure," Bo replied. Moving to the car, he waited for Luke to lower the rack some, making it easier to get inside. Carefully climbing onto the rack, he got behind the wheel and waited for Luke to say go.


"Alright Bo, press on the brakes," watching the brakes on the right side he was pleased to see they were engaging properly. Walking to the other side, he again instructed Bo to press on the brakes. Grinning he saw that the brakes looked fine on this side too. "How do they feel to ya?"


"Pretty good, feels like their grabbing a hold like they oughta."


"Good," Luke said, reaching for the tire and quickly putting it back on the car. After putting the tires back on, they lowered the car to the ground. "Tell ya what, since you're already in there, why don't ya take it for a quick test drive?"


"Sure thing cousin, be right back," Bo replied with a grin. Carefully backing the car from the garage, he was soon on the street. Putting the car in drive, he pressed on the gas and pulled onto the road. Driving the car outside of town, he began to put it through it's paces, making sure the brakes were going to hold when needed. He sure wouldn't want them to fail just when Mr. Henderson needed them the most. Just then he glanced into his rearview mirror, groaning at the sight that met him, "I should've known." Normally if Rosco started flashing his lights at him, he'd just ignore him and lose him as fast as he could. That was when he was in the General though, he couldn't be doing that in a customer's car. So, though every instinct said to run, he pulled the car to the side of the road and waited for Rosco to come up to the door. "I wasn't speeding Rosco," he protested as soon as the lawman was close enough to hear.


"I know ya wasn't, that ain't why I pulled ya over and you know it. Now get out of the car Bo Duke, I'm gonna cuff ya and stuff ya," Rosco chortled.


"For what?"


"This your car?"


"You know it ain't Rosco, it's Mr. Henderson's...oh now wait just a dang minute, I didn't steal this car," Bo denied.


"Oh really, did you buy it from Mr. Henderson?"


"No, I'm te..."


"Does he know you're driving it?"


"Well no, but if you'll just let me ex..."


"Oh pish-posh, explain it to the judge," Rosco interrupted. Grinning gleefully, he pulled the door open and waited for Bo to step out of the car. Turning him towards the car, he yanked the younger man's arms behind him, quickly putting cuffs on his wrists. "Alright you lawbreaking Duke, you're going to jail where ya belong."


"What about the car?" Bo asked as Rosco guided him into the rear of the patrol car. He sure didn't want Mr. Henderson's car to be left on the side of the road.


"Huh? Oh yeah, guess I better call Cooter to come and get it," Rosco mumbled. Sliding into the seat, he grabbed the cb mic and called for Cooter.


"Hey Rosco, ya got Luke Duke here, me and Bo are watching things for Cooter, what do ya need?"


"You and Bo are..." Rosco trailed off as realization hit him. Glancing in the rearview, he gulped at the angry look the youngest Duke was giving him. "Uh Luke, what exactly are ya doing for Cooter?"


"He had to go to Capitol City to pick up some parts, so we're taking care of any customers that might come in."


"Would Mr. Henderson be one of them customers?"


"Yeah, we just finished a brake job for him. In fact Bo's out testing it right now, he should be back any time. So what can I do for ya Rosco?" Luke asked again, beginning to get irritated.


"Oh...uh, nothing I guess," Rosco replied. Hanging the mic back on the cb, he got out of the car and opened the rear door. Helping Bo from the car, he quickly released the cuffs, "I'm sorry about that Bo, it's just..."


"Just that I'm a Duke and you thought you could pin something on me," Bo snapped. "Can I go now?"


"Yeah you can go."


Mumbling under his breath, Bo stomped back to the Chevy and climbed inside. Turning the key, he put the car in drive and carefully pulled away from Rosco's car. As angry as he was right now, he didn't dare to drive as fast as he'd like to. Operating the car with as much care as he could, Bo drove back to the garage, arriving just as Mr. Henderson came walking down the street from the diner. Getting out of the car, Bo walked inside, handed the key to Luke "Brakes are good," and climbed up into the loft.


"Hey Bo, glad to see ya ma...de it back," Luke looked after his lover, bewildered by his behavior.


"Hello Luke, what are you doing here?" John Henderson asked, drawing Luke's attention away from his cousin.


"Hey Mr. Henderson, just taking care of things for Cooter."


"Does that include my car?"


"Yes sir, brakes are all fixed up for ya. Let me just get you the bill," finding the bill right where Cooter had said it would be, he picked it up. Stepping back to Mr. Henderson's side, they had soon settled up and the other man was on his way. Sighing heavily, Luke wondered what had gotten Bo upset and if it had anything to do with that call from Rosco? "Bo, could you come down here?"


"Leave me alone Luke," came the sullen reply.


Climbing the ladder into the loft, Luke sighed again at the tension he could see in his cousin's face.


"Told ya to leave me be Luke," Bo said, turning away.


"Nope, not until ya tell me what bug crawled up your ass?" Luke replied, sitting next to the younger man.


"Yeah bug's about right."


"Huh?"


"Rosco, he pulled me over, was gonna arrest me for stealing a car. Before ya ask, I tried to explain things, but he wouldn't let me."


"That's why he called on the cb, isn't it?" Luke asked, sounding irritated himself.


"Yeah, he was gonna have Cooter tow the car. Guess he was pretty surprised to hear you answering," Bo replied with a small chuckle. "He let me go after that, but damn it Luke I'm tired of this!"


"I know Bo, so am I , but you know it's just the way things are around here," Luke tried to soothe his lover.


"I know," Bo sighed deeply, hating the harrasment they dealt with daily. "Sometimes I wish..."


"What?" Luke quietly asked when Bo stopped speaking. "Bo?" he asked as the seconds stretched into minutes.


"Doesn't matter," Bo finally replied, knowing he couldn't tell Luke how he felt. "Luke, would it be okay if I took the General for a little drive?"


"Need to clear your head?"


"Yeah," came the soft response.


"Sure," Luke agreed. Leaning forward, he placed a gentle kiss on his lover's lips, grateful for the privacy of the loft. "Love you."


"Love you too," Bo whispered. "Thanks."


"For letting ya take the General?" Luke asked, feeling slightly confused.


"For understanding me so well, for being you," Bo quietly replied. "Be back soon," leaning forward for one more kiss, he stood up and hurried down the ladder.


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Driving down the dirt roads of Hazzard could calm Bo faster than anything else, normally. However this time, it wasn't working as the scene with Rosco kept playing through his mind. *Damn I wish they'd just leave us alone. I love the farm, love my family but sometimes I wish me and Luke could move away. I want to go somewhere that the name Duke doesn't automatically cause trouble. I want to be able to live somewhere we don't have to hide the way we feel. Somewhere there ain't no probation or a Boss Hogg to use it against us.* With an incoherent scream of rage, Bo raced the General towards dry creek. Moments later, he was airborne, the feel of the wind through his hair as he sailed through the air finally bringing him the calm he'd been seeking. Landing on the other side, he brought the General to a halt and climbed out to sit on the door frame. Grinning with pleasure, he looked back at the creek, his eyes shining with a passion for life. With a loud rebel yell, he slid back inside the car, unaware of the eyes that watched him from the trees. Pressing on the horn, he drove off, the sounds of Dixie echoing in the air.


TBC

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