Yee-Haw! …And a warm welcome to J.P. Bowie who has popped in to Sinfully on the Wild West Week Blog Tour from Totally Bound Publishing, to chat about cowboys… Ride ‘em Cowboy!
A Word from J.P. Bowie
From the time I was a kid I have been fascinated by Western movies. The cowboy was my hero and as I grew up became a palpable part of my sexual fantasies.
It’s little wonder that the cowboy translates so well to the m/m genre. The tall lean, brooding man wearing leather chaps and a wide brimmed hat, gun belt slung loosely over slim hips, is just about every gay boy’s wet dream. And not just gay boys. Women adore them for their sexy, slightly unattainable attitude. Men, gay and straight, admire them for their tough independence, their ability to ride a horse like a prince, and to make a life in the wilderness, sleeping under the stars.
Maybe that’s more the cowboy of days past, but even today, the cowboy has an allure that’s hard to beat. Up in Northern California, Wyoming or Montana, ranches are still big business. I set my first cowboy story Ride ’em Cowboy in the rural areas around Sacramento, California where horse and cattle ranches abound, and where modern culture melds seamlessly with the ranchers’ way of life.
In Ride ’em Cowboy, Royce Chandler the rancher’s son is both turned off and turned on by the ranch foreman, Parker Jones. Royce thinks Parker’s ego is too big for his boots, but when an accident sends Parker to the hospital and Royce accompanies him, the men begin to talk and understand each other better…
Ride ‘em Cowboy by J.P. Bowie
Publisher ~ Totally Bound
Published ~ 28th July 2008
Genre ~ Contemporary M/M Romance
When Royce Chandler first claps eyes on his father's ranch foreman, Parker Jones, it's lust mixed with dislike at first sight. It seems that Parker has nothing but disdain for the young law graduate. But all that changes when Parker is thrown from his horse and Royce accompanies him to the hospital.
What follows is a realisation of their mutual attraction, and a desire to spend the rest of their lives together; maybe get a ranch of their own. Then Royce's dad tells Parker that his son is about to turn down a juicy offer from a big law firm in Los Angeles. Parker knows the reason - him - and he takes strong action to convince Royce he's making a mistake by not taking the job.
But his actions tear the two men apart, leaving Royce to wonder, how could Parker's love for him have faded so suddenly?
Reader Advisory: This book is connected to Ride 'Em Again Cowboy.
“Yeehaaa!” The exultant cry from Parker Jones carried across the corral as the bronco beneath him bucked and pranced like coiled wire come to life.
Royce Chandler, leaning on the corral fence, one foot planted on the second rung, rolled his eyes and looked sideways at the man standing next to him.
“He just loves himself, doesn’t he?” he remarked to the older man who stood steadily chewing on the plug of tobacco in his mouth.
Jim Ballard gave him a cursory glance. “He’s pretty darned good though,” he muttered. “Knows how to ride ‘em.”
He’s pretty all right, Royce thought, feeling his cock twitch at the sight of Parker’s perfectly round bottom bouncing up and down in front of him. Too bad he’s such a big-headed jerk...
“Whoa!” Jim let out an involuntary cry as Parker was thrown into the air, his arms and legs revolving like a helicopter in distress. He landed with a sickening thud on the hard, beaten-down ground and didn’t move. A couple of ranch hands dived in to stop the bronco’s dervish-like dance.
“Shit,” Royce muttered, feeling a flicker of alarm when he realised Parker wasn’t getting up or even moving. Vaulting over the fence, he ran to where the cowboy lay flat on his back.
“Jones!” Kneeling by the cowboy’s side, he jostled his shoulder. “Jones? You okay?”
“‘Course I’m not okay, you idiot,” came the reply. “I think my back’s broken.”
Jesus... Royce looked up at the other men who had gathered around. “Aldo, call 9-1-1. Get an ambulance out here.” As the young ranch hand ran to the house to make the call, Royce felt the pressure of his cell phone in his jeans’ back pocket. “Shit, what was I thinking?” he muttered, pulling it free and dialling 9-1-1.
Parker opened his eyes and squinted up at him. “Gotcha all in a dither, ain’t I?”
Royce narrowed his eyes at the other man. “You better not be faking this, Jones.”
The cowboy winced. “What? You want me to have a broken back?”
“No...of course not. Oh yes—” Royce directed his attention to the emergency operator. “We need an ambulance out at the Double ‘R’ Ranch. Man with an injured back...” He paused for a second. “Could be broken. Please hurry.” Royce became aware of the other men’s shuffling movements around him. He looked up sharply. “You guys can get back to what you were doing. I’ll stay here with Jones ‘til the ambulance arrives.”
With a certain amount of relief, the ranch hands dispersed. Standing around, looking at an injured man in pain was not one of their stronger points. Royce looked down at Parker. “Hang in there,” he said quietly. “It won’t be long before the ambulance gets here.”
“Hurts like the devil,” Parker muttered. “Guess I was too darned cocky ‘bout tamin’ that colt.”
Royce took his hand and squeezed it gently. The man’s work-worn hand felt so good in his. “You’ll be fine. You’ll be up and riding him again before you know it.”
“You’re bein’ awful nice to me.” Parker gave Royce a lopsided grin. “I always figured you had no time for me.”
“You’re one of my father’s employees, Jones,” Royce said tersely, trying to ignore the effect Parker’s blue-eyed stare had on him. “So, obviously I care about your well-being.”
“Oh, that’s all then?”
“Well...” Again, Royce found himself unsettled by Parker’s gaze. “Well...yes...no...I mean...I hope you’re back isn’t broken, Parker...I mean, Jones—” He broke off as Parker squeezed his hand hard.
“Stop,” Parker whispered. “I know what y’mean, Royce.”
For a long moment, the two men remained immobile, gazing deeply into each other’s eyes. Then Royce cleared his throat, removed his hand from Parker’s grasp and stood up. “Where the hell’s that ambulance?’ he muttered.
“Come with me,” Parker said quietly from his prone position at Royce’s feet.
“Come with me, please. When they take me to the hospital, I want you there...with me.”
Royce looked down at Parker, then knelt again by his side. “Okay,” he whispered.
About JP Bowie:
J.P Bowie was born in Scotland and toured British theatres in numerous musical shows including Stephen Sondheim's Company.
Emigrated to the States and worked in Las Vegas, Nevada for the magicians Siegfried and Roy as their Head of Wardrobe at the Mirage Hotel. Currently living in Henderson, Nevada.
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