If I Had Only Known

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


Warnings: Angst, Slash, Graphic Sex


Rating: FRAO


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If I Had Only Known
Chapter 12


Bo held a sketch pad propped against his legs as he attempted to draw the barn owl, currently perched in the branches of a nearby tree. Sighing in frustration, he flipped the page over and started again, only to rip the page out a minute later. Folding his arms, he laid them on his knees, resting his chin on his folded arms. Watching the owl, he couldn't help wishing that he could somehow gain some wisdom from it. Maybe then he could understand what had been going on with David for the last couple of weeks.


Everything had started to change after Uncle Jesse told them about his son. At first those changes had been only good ones, as he regained the closeness he'd had with his uncle in the past. David had seemed happy about it, glad that he wasn't losing his family over their relationship. Then without warning he had started pulling back, watching him as though he were waiting for him to make a mistake. Bo just couldn't figure out what kind of mistake he was waiting for, or why?


Rolling over, David's arm flopped onto the other side of the bed, the emptiness waking him instantly. Glancing at the clock he saw that it was after midnight. Wondering where Bo was, he couldn't help thinking that maybe he was meeting his real lover. Shaking his head, he tried to banish the fear that was clawing at his belly as he climbed out of the bed. He told himself that he was being foolish, a few hang up calls didn't add up to Bo lying to him, but he couldn't get rid of the fear. Pulling on a pair of jeans, he crept silently through the house, searching for any sign of the younger man. When he didn't find him, he hesitantly looked out the window, relieved to see that his truck was right where they'd parked it. "Okay David he didn't leave, so where is he? Unless maybe he just didn't leave in the pick-up. What if that girl he's seeing came and got him?" Sighing, he shook his head in bemusment as he realized he was talking to himself. He stood at the window lost in thought, his heart and mind battling for dominance. While his head was telling him that Bo was lying to him, using him for his own gain, his heart was telling him that Bo loved him and only him. Deciding there was only one way to find out for sure, he hurried to his bedroom. Grabbing a shirt, he quickly put it on, followed by his shoes. Picking up his keys from the bedside table, he ran outside, intent on finding his lover, even if he had to drive all over Hazzard county.


"David what's wrong?" Bo asked hurrying towards the older man, his sketch book left forgotten in the grass.


"What's wrong?" David nearly yelled as he turned towards his lover. "You can stop the lies Bo, I know everything," he snapped, the doubts and fears that had been plaguing him finally coming to the surface.


Bo stared at his lover in shock and confusion, unable to keep the hurt from his face. "Lies?" he squeaked. "What are ya talking about David?"


"You know what I'm talking about Bo!"


"No I don't, I swear I ain't got any idea."


"Your girlfriend's been calling here lover," David sneered.


"I don't know whose been calling but it ain't my girlfriend. Yer the only one I'm with slick, the only one I want to be with. I love you," Bo quietly added, forcing himself to stay calm.


"She called here that day your uncle told us about his son. She didn't know it was me when I answered the phone, thought she was talking to you. Started telling you how she wanted to see ya, that she knew you had to pretend to love me until ya got the money you needed."


"What?" Bo yelled, clearly shocked. "David I ain't pretending to love you, I do love you."


"Drop the act Bo, just go back to your girlfriend and leave me be," David tiredly told him.


"It ain't an act," he protested, his eyes shimmering. "Please David don't do this, can't ya see it's a setup or a sick joke," Bo plead with his lover, praying he'd listen.


"A joke?" David asked in disbelief. "You just don't know when to give up do ya?"


"Not when it's something this important."


"What do you need the money for?"


"I don't need anything from you David," Bo insisted. "except your love," he quietly added.


Putting a hand to his aching head, he sighed tiredly. "If you're not lying to me then where were you?"


"I couldn't sleep so I came out here to sit and draw."


"In the middle of the night?" David scoffed. "If you're going to lie to me Bo the least you can do is come up with something that doesn't insult my intelligence."


"It's not a lie, look at the moon David," he responded, motioning to the night sky and the bright, full moon.


"Where's your sketch pad then?"


"Over there," he replied, pointing to where he had been sitting only a few minutes ago.


Walking to the indicated spot, David was surprised to find Bo's sketch pad lying right where he'd said it was. Looking at the ground, he could see the matted down grass and realized that Bo must've been sitting here for a while. "Why couldn't you sleep?" he finally asked.


"I was trying to figure out why you've been pulling away. It felt like you've been watching me, waiting for me to make a mistake. I just couldn't understand what mistake you were waiting for, or why you were watching for it," he quietly explained. "Guess I know now though. How could you think I'd lie to you about how I feel?"


"I've been burned before Bo. I thought he loved me too, until I caught him with somebody else."


Bo nodded, he could understand that having been hurt himself. After a moment he thought he'd come up with a question that would make his lover see reason. "Do you really think I would take a beating, chance losing my family to be with you if it was a lie?"


"When you put it like that, no I guess you wouldn't," David softly admitted. "What was I supposed to think though when a strange woman calls here and starts talking to you like that? Then there's all the hang up calls that have been happening since then."


"What hang up calls?"


"That doesn't matter right now," he sighed, beginning to suspect Bo was was right about a set-up. "I want to believe you Bo, but why would she be saying all that stuff?"


"You said she thought she was talking to me, so she just started talking without giving you a chance to say anything?"


"Well no, she waited until after I said hello."


"This is somebody I'm supposed to be involved with?" he pointedly asked.


"Yeah, what are you getting at?"


"Well don't you think it's strange that she didn't realize it wasn't me that answered the phone? If we're involved like she said, wouldn't she recgonize my voice?"


"Oh god," David moaned, scrubbing his hand over his face. "I've been a fool, haven't I?"


"Just a little."


"But why would somebody...Phillip," he said, snapping his fingers as he realized the truth.


"Phillip? Your manager?"


"Ex-manager," David corrected. "He probably figured he'd convince me that you were using me and then I'd leave Hazzard and come back to New York."


"Why would he do that? Ain't he got other clients?"


"Yeah, but he'd need to have five clients to make the same amount he does representing me. Besides that, Phillip hates to lose, especially to somebody he considers beneath him."


"Oh," Bo sighed, understanding now. "So now what?"


"We go on with our lives, he'll give up eventually."


"No."


"No?" David asked fearfully, kicking himself for letting his fears cost him the younger man.


"No," Bo confirmed. "He can't be allowed to just get away with it, we have to teach him a lesson he won't ever forget."


"What have you got in mind?" David asked, wrapping his arms around the younger man.


"I don't know yet, but we've got to think of something."


"Bo, I'm sorry I doubted you," he quietly said, looking deeply into his lover's eyes.


"You gonna do it again?"


"Never," he vowed.


"You're forgiven then," kissing him lightly.


"Just like that?"


"Don't see how I can love you and not forgive ya."


"What did I do to deserve you?" David asked, his voice filled with wonder.


"Ain't ya got that backwards slick?"


"I love you Bo Duke," he whispered, lowering his head and kissing him deeply.


Bo melted into the kiss, relieved that everything was out in the open now. As the kiss continued, he ran his hands over his lover's back, pulling him close. "Make love to me David," he whispered against the older man's lips.


"Are you sure?"


"I've been wanting to for the last week but..."


"With the way I've been acting you didn't know if you should say anything?" David interrupted.


"Yeah, you ain't the only one that's been hurt and I could tell you were pulling back," he pointed out. "I didn't know what was happening, was beginning to think you were just playing with me and ya were tired of me." Bo explained, hoping David would understand.


"So you didn't want to take the next step and then find out I was just using you for my own entertainment?"


"Yeah," Bo confirmed. "I know now that ain't the case though and I want to be your's in every way," he continued, his voice thick with desire.


Looking deeply into Bo's eyes, David didn't say anything as he tried to see into his lover's soul, needing to be sure he was ready. What he saw there took his breath away, though there was fear present it was easily overwhelmed by desire and need. Pulling his lover close, he claimed his lips in a passionate kiss, moaning deeply as the younger man parted his lips, granting him entrance. "Bedroom," he gasped, his own need growing rapidly, making it difficult to think much less talk.


Nodding eagerly, Bo followed after his lover, stopping him the moment they were through the front door. Grabbing the older man by the shoulders he pushed him up against the wall, kissing him hungrily as he hands moved to the buttons of David's shirt.


"Bedroom," David repeated, grabbing his hands.


"Can't wait," Bo gasped, trailing kisses along his lover's strong jaw to his neck.


"Bo stop," David firmly ordered.


Taking a step backwards, Bo looked at his lover in confusion. "Did I do something wrong?"


"No, lord no," David immediately assured him. "You're doing everything right beautiful, but I want the first time I make love to you to be in a bed, our bed." Reaching forward, he caressed his lover's cheek, his eyes shining with the love he felt for this man. Taking Bo's hand he pulled him forward, leading him to the bedroom. "I want to see you sweetheart," David softly said as they stepped into the room.


Blushing like a virgin on the wedding night Bo reached for the buttons on his shirt. He was so focused on his own hands, he didn't notice when David again closed the distance between them, until his lover's hand suddenly covered his.


"Let me," David whispered, gently moving Bo's hand to the side. Slowly he began to open the younger man's shirt, his breathing quickening with each bit of flesh that was exposed to his hungry gaze. Lovingly he caressed his lover's skin as he skimmed the shirt off his shoulders, pulling it from his body, he dropped it to the floor.


Bo trembled with anticipation and desire, his skin felt as though it were on fire in every spot his lover's hands grazed over. He felt like he'd died and gone to heaven. As David freed him of his jeans, lowering them to the floor and dropping to his knees, Bo was sure he was in heaven. A gasp escaped him as his lover gently kissed the head of his cock, sending a bolt of desire through him. "More, please," he plead when David continued to cover the tip of his length with gentle kisses, leaving him quivering with need.


Smiling David slowly took his lover into his mouth. Using his tongue and teeth he pleasured the younger man, stripping his own clothes off as he did so, without missing a beat. Reluctantly he stopped long enough to rise to his feet, leading his younger lover to the bed and gently pushing him down. Lowering himself to the bed, he covered his lover's body with his own, kissing him deeply. "I love you Bo, want you, need you," he whispered between kisses.


"You've got me, forever," Bo returned, moaning with pleasure.


"Gonna make this so good for you beautiful," David promised. Slowly he kissed his way down his lover's strong body, reveling in the knowledge that this wonderful man was all his. Again taking the younger man into his mouth, he used everything he'd ever learned to drive Bo wild.


"Yes," Bo hissed out, arching into his lover's touch wanting more, needing more. "So good," he encouraged as his body raged with a fire he couldn't put out. Moaning and writhing, he could feel himself moving closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly he was freezing up, the feel of something nudging at his entrance taking him by surprise.


"Shhh, it's okay sweetheart," David soothed, waiting for his lover to calm before pushing his slickened finger any further. "Ready?" he asked a moment later, smiling as Bo nervously nodded for him to continue. Lowering his head, he lovingly sucked on his lover's cock, driving him wild, distracting him from what he was doing with his finger. "Relax," he quietly instructed as he felt Bo tensing up at the feel of his finger pushing into his body.


"Sorry, don't know why I'm reacting like that, ain't like we haven't gone this far before," Bo apologized, confused by his reaction.


"It's alright beautiful, you're just nervous cause you know what's coming later. Try to relax, I promise I'll make it good for you," he encouraged as he began to pump his finger in and out.


Taking a deep breath, Bo tried to do as his lover said, succeeding only when that finger brushed across his prostate. As pleasure surged through him, he relaxed in spite of his nervousness. Lying beneath his lover, he was soon moaning and writhing with pleasure, each finger that was added only bringing him closer. "Gonna...I can't...please," he gasped, not sure what he was saying, the feelings overwhelming him.


"Cum for me," David thickly ordered, brushing his fingers over his lover's prostate.


His lover's words were all he needed to push him over the edge. "David!" he yelled his lover's name as he came, his body on fire with pleasure.


Greedily swallowing all his lover offered, David was glad he'd taken the time to lube himself already. "Turn over sweetheart," he instructed, raising up on his knees.


"I want to see you," Bo protested.


"This way will be easier on you."


"I don't care," Bo countered. "Please slick, I need to see you when you claim me," he insisted.


Nodding his acceptance, David carefully positioned himself between his lover's long legs. Slowly he pushed himself into Bo's hot, tight passage. The moment he felt the head of his cock slip past the younger mans tight ring of muscles, he paused, giving his lover the chance to adjust.


Bo gasped as his lover pushed into his body, he'd thought he was ready but this was too much! Just as he was about to tell his lover he couldn't, the older man began to fondle him, distracting him from the pain, until it became pleasure.


"Ready?" David asked, sensing the change in his lover as his body adjusted to the intrusion.


"Yes, please move," Bo replied, trying to shift towards his lover, the other man's grip on his hips keeping him in place.


Grinning David slowly pushed inside, not stopping until he was buried in his lover's heat. Pulling back a few inches, he pushed forward again, quickly establishing a rythym. Desire and need racing through him, he struggled to keep a slow pace, wanting to make it last as long as possible. "Raise yer hips," he quietly ordered, slipping a pillow beneath them. He smiled lovingly at Bo as he pushed back into his body, this new angle allowing him to brush the younger man's prostate with each stroke.


"Oh god!" Bo cried out, pleasure shooting through him like electricity. "Faster, please David I need ya, please," he begged, his body demanding more.


"Your wish is my command," David smiled, glad for the change in pace, his own body making its demands known. Setting a fast pace, he was soon pounding into his lover's tight passage. "Stroke yourself," he told him, his voice thick, eyes shining with lust and love. "Faster, I want to watch you cum. Yeah like that, god your beautiful," he breathed as he watched his lover's face filling with pleasure. Watching him carefully, he didn't miss the first signs of tension, warning of impending orgasm. Lowering his head he kissed Bo deeply as he lost control, shooting his load over them both. The feel of his lover clenching around his cock was more than David could take and with a loud screamed, swallowed by his lover's kiss he came deep inside the younger man. Panting heavily, he broke the kiss, "I love you," he whispered.


"I love you too," Bo said, his eyes shining. "Thank you," he softly added, pulling his lover down for a kiss.


Reluctantly David carefully left his lover's body. "I'll be right back," he said rising from the bed. He was back quickly, a warm washcloth in his hand. As he lovingly cleaned Bo, he checked him, needing to be sure he hadn't hurt him, relieved to see only a little redness. Tossing the rag on the nightstand he stretched out beside his lover, wrapping his arms around him. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned by his lover's silence.


"More than okay," Bo answered, a smile spreading across his face. "I'm wonderful, I feel...loved," he softly added.


"You are loved," David quicly assures him.


"What about you?"


"What about me?"


"Was it okay? Ya weren't disappointed were ya?"


"I could never be disappointed by you beautiful," David whispered. "You were wonderful, being with you was better than I'd ever imagined it could be."


"Really?"


"Really," David confirmed with a kiss. "So you think you might want to do that again?" David couldn't resist teasing.


"Well it might take some convincing, but if ya talk right I think I could be convinced."


"Talk right? Maybe like this," he suggested, nuzzling his lover's neck.


"Mmmmm, that's a good start," Bo moaned.


"I'll have to remember that," David grinned, kissing his lover's lips. "Think you can sleep now?"


"Oh yeah," Bo smiled. Snuggling against his lover, he laid his head on the older man's chest. Holding him close, he could feel himself relaxing more, the steady beat of his lover's heart soothing him to sleep.


TBC

Sorry it took so long to get this chapter to y'all. I'll try not to get behind but I'm going back to college beginning today so it may slow me down. Reviews help keep me on track, so please let me know what you think.