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Dance Hall Days

It had been a couple of weeks since the big County Fair race, and life in Hazzard had pretty much gotten back to normal. For a while there had been a buzz going around town about Bo and Luke, and there had been a couple of tense moments at the Boar's Nest when somebody with more beer in his belly than sense in his head would make noise about 'those faggots.' But the simple truth was that the Duke family was the heart and soul of Hazzard County. Jesse Duke's reputation for honesty and decency, and the boys' good-heartedness was enough for most people to simply accept it without question. And when one of those drunken idiots started to make noise, he quickly found himself outnumbered.

And so things had quieted down. Spring was edging into summer. Bo and Luke were in town running errands, walking down the street side by side. Luke had to smile when he felt Bo's arm wrap around his back, his cousin's long fingers tucking themselves in his hip pocket. He was so grateful that they didn't have to keep their love secret any more. It wasn't like they flaunted it; their own natures kept it fairly low key. Just little things like this.

They sauntered in to the Hazzard Garage, where they'd left the General Lee under Cooter's care. The mechanic looked up when he heard them come in, greeting them with his trademark grin. "Hey, y'all! The General's just about ready, just let me finish tightening this up �"

They looked on as Cooter's head disappeared under the raised orange hood one last time. Luke dropped his arm around Bo's shoulders and leaned against him. Bo grinned and wiggled his fingers against Luke's butt.

"Stop that!" Luke hissed at him. "You know I ain't got no room in these new jeans yet!"

Bo laughed softly. "Yeah, but you look so danged good in 'em, cousin! Especially when they're so tight �"

Luke sighed and wondered if he could get Daisy to wash them a couple of times extra this week so they'd soften up some. Bo was just having way too much fun with this particular torture.

Cooter reappeared above the General and slammed the hood shut. "He's all yours, boys! Dang, it's a hot one today!" He mopped his face with a handkerchief, grinning at the boys. He knew very well what was going on over there, and chuckled as he watched Luke extricate himself.

Bo's eyes sparkled as Luke glared at him. "Say, Cooter, Uncle Jesse said to invite you along for dinner."

"Well, ain't that neighborly of him!" Cooter's eyes twinkled; he had a feelin' he knew what Jesse wanted for dessert. Most likely after dinner Jesse would drive him home, leaving the boys alone at the farm while Daisy went to work at the Boar's Nest, making for a fun evening for all. Although he kind of felt bad for Daisy � she definitely seemed to be gettin' the short end of that particular stick.

Luke rolled his eyes as he climbed into the General. "Come on, then, get a move on. I'm hungry!"

Cooter scrambled in, followed quickly by Bo, and they were on their way.

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After dinner, while Daisy was getting ready for work, Cooter dropped his little surprise.

"So, have y'all heard about the shindig over in Shelbyville tomorrow night?"

Bo, Luke, and Jesse all shook their heads. Cooter grinned.

"They call it Dance Hall Days. The old Shelbyville Hotel ballroom gets all gussied up, they put on some records, even sometimes have live musicians, and throw a party with the biggest dance floor this side of Atlanta."

Bo and Luke looked at each other, confused. "Um, Cooter, why are you tellin' us this? Daisy might be interested, but �"

Cooter was grinning ear to ear. "Nope, she wouldn't Luke. Ain't no women invited. It's a chance for folks like us to meet like-minded fellas, if'n you know what I mean. Dance Hall Days is one of the biggest gay social events of the year."

Again, Bo and Luke looked at each other, still confused. This time Bo answered. "Uh, Cooter, in case you ain't noticed, we're not exactly lookin �"

Cooter laughed. "I know that, Bo, but it's still an awful lot of fun to just get out and be yourself for one night. Not all of us have the luxury you two do of walkin' around downtown hangin' all over each other �" He turned to Jesse. "What do you think, Jesse? You want to go?"

A grin was spreading over the old man's face. "I haven't been dancin' since Martha died � we used to be quite the couple out there �"

Cooter grinned. "Well, I ain't Martha, but I'd sure love to give it a whirl with you, Jesse!"

Jesse's face suddenly puckered as the inevitable question occurred to him. "Um, Cooter � who leads?"

Cooter just burst out laughing. "Whoever wants to, I suppose! I'll let you lead, Jesse."

The old man's face lit back up. "Well, then you can count me in! How about it, boys?"

Bo and Luke still weren't quite convinced, but they could see how much this meant to Uncle Jesse. As usual, Luke spoke for the pair. "Sure, Uncle Jesse, we'll give it a try."

Jesse smiled beatifically at them. "That's my boys!"

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After a while, Daisy reappeared dressed for work and waved them all a cheery goodnight. Shortly thereafter, as predicted, Jesse offered to drive Cooter home, leaving Bo and Luke alone in the farmhouse. Luke didn't waste any time. "So Bo � I been dyin' all day to get out of these here tight jeans �"

Now, Bo knew exactly what Luke had in mind, but he had his own plans. Which involved driving Luke crazy with desire before he peeled off those crisp new jeans. So before Luke could stand up, he pinned him down and without another word started kissing him, knowing full well how tight those jeans were going to get. To make it worse, his left hand slipped down, cupping Luke and rubbing him. Bo used his longer reach to topple them over so that Luke was trapped on the sofa beneath him.

When he finally let go of Luke's lips, his cousin let out a long groan. "Dang it, Bo � let me up! You been teasin' me all day! Ain't you had enough, yet?"

Looking down at his lover, Bo realized that just maybe he'd pushed it a bit too far. Luke looked like he was almost in pain. The grin quickly faded from his face and he moved to let his cousin up.

He reached out and gently touched Luke's face. "Sorry, Luke. Guess I got a bit carried away there �"

Now, when Bo realized he'd done something wrong, he got a look in his eyes that made you wonder if he was kin to Flash. Those big, sad, puppy-dog eyes were like a 'get out of jail free' card. And Luke was most definitely not immune. He caved almost instantly.

"Aw, Bo, it's ok. C'mere."

Bo let Luke pull him close, nestling his head on his cousin's broad shoulder. Luke held him for a moment, then let go. "Come on, let's go get comfortable, ok?"

Bo nodded and meekly followed Luke back to their bedroom. Luke's sigh of relief as he opened his fly sent a shiver up Bo's spine. Bo turned to his cousin, kneeling before him, pulling the offending denim out of the way along with his shorts. He gently sucked Luke's poor, abused cock into his mouth, his touch tender, soothing. Now Luke sighed in contentment, his hands resting lightly on Bo's shoulders, as Bo made up for the earlier pain by giving him the sweetest pleasure.

After a while, Bo let go and looked up. Luke's eyes were rolled up into his head, coming down to slowly focus on him as he realized Bo had let go.

Bo stood up, pulling Luke into a kiss. "Why don't you go on and get comfy, Luke?

Luke smiled, knowing it was a peace offering. He finished stepping out of his jeans, which Bo helped pull off along with his boots, before stretching out on their big bed. Bo waited until he was comfortably propped up on all the pillows before beginning a slow strip-tease. He knew Luke liked watching him undress. So he slowly opened his shirt, running his hands down his chest, down over the prominent bulge in his own jeans.

On impulse, Luke reached over and switched on the little transistor radio on the nightstand. The song that was playing had Spanish sounding guitars in a very sexy, sultry rhythm. Bo's hips began moving with the music, and soon his whole body got into it. The shirt slid off his shoulders, left to drop on the floor. With his legs spread apart, Bo sank down low, his hips still rocking with the music, his hand still rubbing his cock. It was exhilarating, losing himself in the music, watching Luke's rapt expression. Slowly, he began opening his belt, unzipping his fly as he stood up.

Luke stared, unable to take his eyes off Bo. His cousin seemed to come alive with the music, the rhythm pulsing with his heartbeat. He moaned softly as Bo finally slid his jeans down over his hips, revealing his huge, weeping dick. Luke wanted nothing more than to take it into his mouth. Bo seemed to sense his desire, dancing closer and closer to the bed until finally he climbed over Luke, straddling him, pushing him down into the pillows.

Luke took the hint, shifting to find the right angle, and soon his mouth was filled with Bo. The scent, the feel of his lover's skin drove him wild. But Bo wasn't ready to come yet; this was just the beginning. So he let Luke suck him for a little while before pulling away and settling down over Luke's lap. Still moving with the sultry music, Bo rocked his hips against Luke as his big hands wrapped around their dicks.

Luke moaned happily as he felt Bo's dick rubbing against his, and Bo's hands caressing them both. He sat up a bit, reaching out to pull Bo's face to his in a passionate kiss, his fingers lacing in the thick blond hair. They moved as one now, bodies plastered together, pulsing with the seductive music. As its tempo increased, so did theirs, until they both came in a crashing climax.

Bo let go and rolled off to lie beside Luke, once again using his cousin's shoulder as a pillow. Luke's hand gently stroked his hair as their heartbeats slowly returned to normal. It was so comfortable, to lay here like this.

Finally Luke broke the companionable silence. "You know, Bo, I'm beginnin' to think there's somethin' to this dance thing of Cooter's � you were movin' awful nice there!"

Bo laughed, blushing slightly at the compliment. "It was kinda fun � but I don't think they quite mean that kind of dancin' �"

Luke chuckled. "Well, not quite. But we've gone dancing with girls before; it'd be kind of nice to be able to hold you like that in public."

Ever the ornery one, Bo couldn't resist asking, "Yeah, but Luke, like Uncle Jesse said � who leads?"

Luke knew from the twinkle in Bo's eyes that he was just playing now, not really resisting the idea anymore. "We'll trade, ok?"

"OK, cousin." Bo grinned as he stroked Luke's chest, starting to prime his lover for round two �

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