Disclaimer: Magnificent Seven does not belong to me and never will. This story is for enjoyment only.
Authors note: All spelling and grammar errors are mine. I am not an English teacher. This is for fun. Thanks to MOG for creating the ATF universe.
Rating: NC17-for language, graphic sex, spanking between Chris and Vin.
This is the first of a three part story.
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Vin Tanner sharpshooter extraordinaire laughed like a little kid. He was hiding in the barn waiting until Chris reached the boiling point. Chris was looking for him and was slowly getting more pissed when the younger man couldn’t be found.It had been a month since he had been injured…a month since he had acquired a blond temperamental, overprotective lover. A lover who still liked to know where he was at all times. No matter what he said Chris still persisted in treating him with kid gloves…like he was some fragile piece of glass. The sex was great; his lover was always gentle and considerate. He had more mind-blowing orgasms in the last month than in previous five years of his life. But there were times he wanted it rough…wanted to be totally dominated…wanted to flipped over on his stomach and have his ass blistered until he felt it for days. Well today was the day. He was bound and determined to push Chris until the blond erupted and gave him what he wanted and what he suspected the blond would like to do. After all if there was ever a dominant control freak it was Chris Larabee.
Vin cocked his head to one side…yep there it was the Larabee yell. The one that said Vin Tanner you are in so much trouble when I find your ass.
Vin peaked around the corner of the empty stall… he could see Larabee stomping his way towards the barn.
Larabee’s green eyes were glinting, his stride purposeful as if he was getting ready to face the devil himself. Of course there were times the lean blond would swear his mischievous lover was the spawn of the devil and heaven forbid when the brat teamed up with Buck. Buck just seemed to egg his lover on and the more Chris fumed, the better the two men loved it. Maybe it was time for that tight ass of his lover to be turned a nice shade of red…his hand was just itching to do it.
“Tanner, get your ass out here. I’ve been yelling for you for the last twenty minutes,” Chris yelled as he stormed into the cool shade of the barn.
Vin took a minute to appreciate the way the older man looked. Damn Chris was one fine looking specimen.
The blond hair was bleached even lighter since they both spent so much time out in the sun. He had even taken to wearing it a little longer after Vin had mentioned he liked to have something to hold onto when they were making love. The bare chest was tanned and the black jeans rode low on narrow hips, as Chris hated wearing belts when he was working at the ranch. Damn cowboy didn’t need a belt anyway; the jeans fit him like a glove…no way were they falling off the lean body. Black boots finished the outfit. His blond cowboy had a great perfect body.
As Chris walked by the stall Vin launched himself at his lover. He caught Chris around the waist and propelled them both into a pile of sweet smelling fresh hay.
Landing on top Vin straddled his lover’s waist as he stared down into surprised green eyes.
“Gotcha, cowboy. Now what do you think you’re going to do? Been waiting and waiting even got started without you,” Vin teased.
Chris quickly got his senses back and glanced at his lover’s body.
The blond felt his mouth dry up and his groin tighten painfully in his tight jeans. Damn Vin was the finest looking man…hell or woman he had ever seen.
The blue eyes were sparkling, the beautiful face framed by sweaty long curls of golden brown silk. A blue bandanna held the long hair back off his forehead. The tanned chest and stomach were bare. On his feet were work boots, but it was what was in the middle that caught his attention.
Vin had on a pair of denim shorts, decadent shorts. Chris remembered seeing them when Vin had moved in. After questioning his lover on why he didn’t throw the shorts away Vin had just gotten that little smile on his face and said the shorts had possibilities. Now he knew exactly what the blue-eyed brat had meant.
The denim had tears in all the right places and rode high in the back showing the curve of Vin’s perfect ass. Thank God for buttons in place of zippers. This was because Vin had undone the top buttons on the shorts. It was obvious that Vin had no underwear on. The top of Vin’s cock could clearly be seen as well as a light dusting of golden brown curls. Vin was right he had not waited on his lover. The cockhead was wet with pre-cum and was already a rosy red color.
Fuck, Chris thought to himself as he felt his jeans get even tighter. Quickly he unbuttoned the rest of Vin’s shorts. Reaching out he gently pulled Vin’s cock the rest of the way out of the shorts letting the weight rest in the palm of his hand. As he ran his thumb over the tip of the velvet soft glans he heard a whimper.
Looking up he saw that Vin was staring right at him and licking his lips. The younger man was arching his back at the touch of his lover. In a swift move he had Vin flat on his back and the shorts yanked off the slender body not caring when he heard them rip. The bandana quickly followed as he ran his fingers through the long hair that he loved. Travis had mentioned that he thought Vin should cut it but Chris was still balking at having all that silk cut shorter. He loved burying his hands in it holding his lover in place as he plundered the sweet mouth.
Chris undid his jeans breathing a sigh of relief as he pulled his own cock out. He left his jeans on, just unzipped them, time enough later to take them off…right before he plunged inside his lover's body.
The blond lay down on top of the slim body and sunk his hands into that golden brown mane of hair.
As he lowered his head he watched Vin’s eyes drift shut the long eyelashes making dark crescent moons on the high cheekbones. A lick at the full lips and they opened up to admit his tongue into the moist haven of his lover's mouth. Chris slowly mapped out the sweet mouth as though this was the first time he had tasted it.
Chris proceeded to drive his lover wild. He nipped his way down the tanned lithe body, paying particular attention to the hard brown nipples. Laving one sensitive nub as his fingers teased the other one.
The blond worked his way down the flat stomach dipping his tongue into the belly button causing Vin to hiss at the slight tickle. Bypassing the hard cock standing erect in the nest of golden brown curls Chris ran his hands up and down the firm thighs.
Kneeling up between Vin’s legs the blond pushed Vin’s legs up until his feet were planted firmly on the ground. Then he pushed the legs apart until his younger lover was open to him.
As the cupped the slightly furry balls and rolled them around in his hand he nipped sharply at one tanned thigh. At Vin’s yelp he pulled gently at the ball sack eliciting a groan. Placing the palm of his hand on Vin’s wet cockhead he rubbed it around until he could coat his fingers with the pre-cum, then he slid the wet fingers to his lover’s ass. Playing with his lover’s tight puckered entrance Chris used his free hand to stroke the hard shaft rubbing his thumb roughly over the super sensitive head. A sheen of sweat covered his lover’s body as Vin tried to arch up into the hand covering his cock. Chris slipped a finger inside Vin’s ass as he leaned down and licked at the cockhead.
Vin yelled and arched up at the twin sensations. Licking down the prominent vein throbbing in the hard cock he blew air across the wet gland.
Chris slipped another finger inside the tight channel then swallowed his lover’s cock eliciting a scream from the man he was tormenting with his loving attention.
All Vin could think was that Chris was going to drive him crazy if he couldn’t find release soon.
A third finger slipped into the hot wet channel. The fingers were now brushing across Vin’s pleasure point. The sharpshooter was whimpering as he writhed beneath his lover. He had his fingers buried in the blond hair of his lover as Chris was sucking him dry. Vin was moving fast as he fucked himself on the long fingers in his ass.
Chris crooked his fingers and pushed down on the prostate as he sucked hard on Vin’s cock. He was rewarded as Vin screamed his name. The blond swallowed every drop of his loves cum. He could never get enough of the taste of Vin. Licking his lover clean he raised up on his haunches.
Vin lay back in the hay sprawled out. The tousled mane of hair spread out like a halo around the beautiful face. The blue eyes at half-mast as they dazedly looked up at his lover. The lips swollen from kisses, a soft blush on the high cheekbones. Nipples still damp from the previous attention, the cock wet and red lying in damp curls. The long legs were still bent, yet were spread wide open, Vin to satiated to keep them raised.
Chris looked down and realized he still had his fingers buried in Vin’s ass. He carefully pulled them out then pushed them back inside. There was nothing more erotic than seeing a part of him entering and claiming his lover knowing that Vin only permitted him to do this, no one else touching this exquisite body but him.
Chris pulled his fingers out and began to push his jeans off. It was time to take his lover…claim him…show him who owned him body and soul.
Just then he heard a car drive up and a door slam shut. A very feminine voice yelled, “Mr. Larabee…hello…Mr. Larabee.”
Chris panicked as he realized the person was getting closer to the barn.
Hearing a laugh he looked down. What the hell was Vin laughing at, they were about to get caught with their pants down literally.
Chris jumped to his feet and struggled to get his jeans done up. A very difficult job since he was rock hard.
Vin slowly climbed to his feet and walked over the empty stall. Bending over he gave his lover a view of his tight ass and the little hole that Chris had been about to plunder. A hole that was pulsating and slightly stretched from the blond attentions.
Chris moaned and wanted to scream out loud. Damn Tanner he knew he exactly what he was doing bending over like that. He was going to shoot his lover…bury the body out back…no one would ever know…he’d get another sharpshooter, one that wasn’t near as aggravating as this one.
Vin pulled on a pair of old sweats that he had stashed there, knowing that chances were Chris would be so hot and bothered the denim shorts would be a lost cause.
Chris finally got his jeans done up.
Vin walked over to the barn door and turned to face his lover.
Chris froze seeing the smirk on his lover's face. That did not make him feel better. Besides his cock fucking hurt.
“Oh by the way, cowboy. That’s Mrs. Fergus, our neighbor. She called while you were out back and said she would be stopping by at 2:00 to talk about the school carnival raising money for new gym equipment. Since you’d helped before she was sure you’d COME through again. Course you didn’t get to COME now, but maybe you can help her with her problem. I doubt she will be able to help you with your little problem. You know old man if you were a little quicker you’d wouldn’t be sporting a hard on. Quite frankly you look a little frazzled. Man your age should really get more rest.”
Making a big show of looking at his watch Vin said, “Why looky here. It’s 2:00 on the dot. She sure is a punctual person. By the way thanks for the tumble in the hay. Oh…you might get the straw out of your hair and…jeez cowboy you’re looking a little flushed.”
Chris sputtered. His face became red as he struggled to control himself. It was toss up. He wanted to laugh at Vin’s little trick, he wanted to shoot his lover, but most of all he wanted to blister that ass then fuck it raw. In that moment he realized that was what Vin was pushing him towards and by God that was exactly what his exasperating brat of a lover was going to get.
Hearing his neighbor call a greeting to Vin, Chris pulled straw out of his hair and tried to calm himself.
Smiling he went out the door and met the little old lady before she got to the barn.
As Mrs. Fergus proceeded to tell him what a joy Vin was…so well mannered and polite and so nice to look at, Chris glared at his lover over her gray head.
Standing on the front porch, Vin blew his lover a kiss. Turning to face the blond knowing that Mrs. Fergus was on a roll and wouldn’t turn around, Vin ran his hands down his body. He turned slightly and pulled his sweats down off one ass cheek. Taking two fingers he kissed them then placed them on his ass. Very blatantly saying kiss my ass.
Chris flushed even more causing his neighbor to ask if he was feeling okay. As he started to reply he stuttered to a stop as he saw Vin bend over in the doorway stripping his sweats off in one movement then shutting the door behind him.
It took several minutes to convince Mrs. Fergus that he was fine, just got a little hot. It was another thirty minutes to go over what Chris was going to do for the school carnival. The older lady was delighted because as she confided in Chris she had told that nice boy Vin that it would take an hour for them to go over the carnival plans. Since Chris was so organized it was only going to take half that time. By the time he had ushered her into her car and saw her on her way, Chris had about decided to kill her and bury her next to his oh so dead lover.
Stalking to the deck he stripped his clothes off and dove into the pool. He wanted to be semi clean, but taking a shower meant that Vin would know he was in the house and he wanted to take the sharpshooter unawares.
Sneaking into the house he heard the shower running. Good Tanner was still busy. If Mrs. Fergus was right then Vin thought he still had plenty of time before his lover would be in the house.
Chris cranked up the air conditioner. What he had planned was going to raise a sweat on both of them. Besides the clothes he was going to put on were damn hot. Tanner would have the benefit of being naked, but his bare ass was going to be hot and red. Then he went in and dressed in clothes he knew was guaranteed to make his lover Jell-O in his hands.
Going back into the family room he placed some toys he had bought on the end table. Vin had wanted to use them, but he wanted to wait. His lover always thought he was healed and back up to speed before he truly was. Nathan had told Chris yesterday that Vin was perfectly fine now. Chris had confided in his friend that Vin wanted things rougher but he was afraid to hurt his lover. Refraining from laughing at the blonds red face Nathan had assured him that Vin was one hundred percent healthy.
Of course, Vin being Vin had sped things up with his little stunt in the barn, but it gave him the perfect reason to ‘punish’ his lover. Hearing the shower turn off Chris stood behind the sofa facing the hallway.
Vin would be in the room before he noticed his blond lover standing there.
Vin dried off running a towel through his wet hair. He chuckled to himself. Chris was going to kill him; no he would want to kill him. Instead he was sure that after this stunt he would have a red ass inside and out. He couldn’t wait; in fact he could almost feel the burn now. Before he left the bathroom he had made sure he was clean in and out. He even stretched and lubed himself. Sure as hell didn’t want Chris to really take him hard then have to worry about the blond feeling guilty.
Wrapping a towel around his waist Vin wandered out of the bathroom. He wanted to check on how Mrs. Fergus was doing keeping Chris busy with details concerning the carnival. Then he would hurry back and get dressed.
Whistling to himself he found himself several steps into the family room when he noticed a black clad apparition standing very still by the sofa. For a fraction of second he felt a shiver run down his spine.
The apparition slowly raised his head and stared right into Vin’s startled blue eyes.
Chris was dressed head to toe in black from the black hat to the black cowboy boots. The blond ATF leader had on black leather slacks that laced up the crotch. The black belt was cinched tight showing off his trim waist. The black shirt had long sleeves. To top off the look were black leather gloves and a black duster. The only skin on the blond that was showing was his neck and face.
Vin felt his mouth dry up and his breath hitch. Several thoughts ran through his mind. First he had never seen Chris look so hot and so dangerous in his life. They had watched the movie Tombstone the other night and he had made mention that he loved to see men in the long dusters they wore back in the old west. Chris had already known of his love for leather. Second why the fuck didn’t Mrs. Fergus keep him busy longer, now the blond had the upper hand, which just might not be a bad thing. Third was the fact that he was in whole lot of deep shit, it looked like his ass was going to be burning in just a few minutes and he couldn’t wait.
Chris just stared at his lover. He watched as Vin processed his attire and realized what was going to happen. When the younger man began to fidget he slowly and in his most authoritative lethal tone said, “You have been a bad boy, Vin, a very bad boy. You have to be punished and I’m just the man to do it. You’re about to see just what this old man is made of. My little problem just became your big problem.”
Vin flushed and took a step back. He shivered again as Chris took a step towards him.
“We can do this the hard way or the easy way. If I have to chase you down you will NOT be allowed to come again until tonight. I will make damn sure of that, and your punishment will be worse. If you walk over here you will be punished but I will allow you to come harder than you have in your whole life.”
Vin licked his lips as he thought about it. Having Chris chase him sounded fun, but he didn’t want to wait until tonight to come again. With hesitant steps he approached his lover.
When he got within arms length Chris grabbed his arms and yanked him forward until he was flush against the blonds lean body.
Vin couldn’t help the little groan that escaped him as he felt the smooth leather encasing the blond’s hard hands and the leather pants that brushed his own naked thighs and legs. His modesty only covered by a small towel. That was soon whisked away as Chris let go of one arm just long enough to yank the towel away and pull Vin even closer.
Chris was a bit taller than Vin, but with Chris wearing cowboy boots and Vin barefoot the younger man had to tilt his head to look up at his lover. It was a feeling he found he liked.
Staring down into passion filled, excited yet a little apprehensive blue eyes, Chris felt a surge of power and lust run through his body. Right now he knew that Vin was ready and willing to take anything that his lover threw at him. He wanted Vin…wanted him hard, fast and rough. Wanted to make his lover scream as he bit him…marked him…as he surged deep inside that delightful body. Well why not. Make Vin wet and hot for it, stretch his ass out then take him. It was what Vin had wanted for a while and it was what Chris wanted now.
As the blond lowered his head to claim the mouth rising to meet his he sunk his hand into the mane of hair and held on tightly. As he held Vin in place he let his other hand rest on the tight ass pushing Vin’s groin tighter against his body.
Forcing the full lips open he buried his tongue inside as he consumed the sweet wet haven.
Hand kneading the tight ass he let his fingers drift down the cleft to the puckered entrance and let one slip inside. He was pleased to find that Vin had prepared himself.
At the intrusion Vin moaned and arched closer to Chris. He wrapped both his arms around Chris’s shoulders.
Suddenly Chris pulled back and let go of the long hair. He kept one finger inside the tight channel. Vin yelped as a leather-covered hand slapped his ass a couple of times hard enough to sting.
As he opened his mouth to complain it was covered by Chris’s hand.
“No talking, lover. You talk and I walk. Now back your pretty ass up until you feel the back of the sofa.”
Chris never removed the finger out of Vin’s ass. Vin walked backwards until he felt the sofa. It was awkward with Chris’s finger still buried in him, but it was such a turn on.
The blond slipped another finger inside as he grasped Vin’s hard and ready cock. Using his thumb he rubbed the pre-cum off and brought it to his mouth to taste.
“Taste real good, boy. I’m going to so enjoy doing you hard and deep.”
Vin blushed as he felt himself become even harder at the words and actions of his older and more experience lover. The leather rubbing across one of his most intimate and sensitive parts of the body made him feel like coming now.
“To bad you won’t get to come for awhile. I plan on taking pleasure from your body before I even consider your release.”
Leaning over but never taking his fingers out of the heated body Chris picked up a cock harness.
Vin shook his head but didn’t dare say anything He sure as hell didn’t want Chris to leave if he spoke.
“You don’t get a say in your punishment, boy. This harness will keep you under control and you won’t come until I say so.”
Chris pulled his finger out of Vin’s ass enjoying his lover’s hiss as the leather rubbed against his sensitive hole.
Quickly the harness was put on. Vin was yanked back into Chris’s arms as one strong hand wrapped around his cock. Vin wiggled as his cock was being rubbed the leather harness causing friction that excited him, but not being able to become erect.
The sharpshooter whimpered as his balls were fondled, the sac being pulled on a little rougher than usual. Chris gripped the back of his neck and held him in place as he bit down on the side of his throat hard enough to leave a mark.
Licking the dark red mark he had left on his lover Chris whispered, “I told you I was going to mark you, lover. This is only the first of many.”
Staring down into blue eyes dilated with desire, Chris couldn’t help kissing both eyes and nipping at the full lips.
“Love you angel. Love you so much.”
The blue eyes looked back at him echoing his sentiment. Vin was keeping to the game by not saying anything. He wasn’t about to give up the chance to have his butt really ridden hard.
Turning Vin around Chris put the sharpshooters hands on the back of the sofa.
“Keep the hands right there and don’t move them. Now take two steps back and spread those legs. I want that ass sticking out.”
When Vin was to slow moving Chris slapped him a couple of times raising red marks on the tanned butt.
Chris finally manhandled his lover into the position he wanted, knowing full well that Vin knew exactly what he had wanted him to do.
The blond picked up the paddle and looked his lover over.
Vin was standing braced with his hands leaning on the back of the sofa. His arms were stretched as Chris had made him back away from the sofa. The long legs were spread wide, the harnessed cock hanging free as creamy cum dripped from its tip.
“Lets see how long you can last before you scream. Screaming is allowed, I just don’t want any talk out of you. Do you understand?”
When Vin didn’t answer Chris swung the paddle, the sound ricocheted around the room. Vin caught his breath but otherwise made no noise. It took several more swats before he nodded his head to Chris’s question.
“Good boy. Now I’m going to blister you red, this is for setting me up with the neighbor lady. This is for turning me on in the barn and leaving me hard as a rock. This is for calling me an old man, but most of all this is for hiding from me and making me worry about your sorry carcass.”
For the next several minutes Chris laid down a pattern of red welts across the full buttocks and thighs. After he had paddled his lover ass a few times he would pause and stand directly behind the bent over body. The leather hands would rub over the welts pinching and brushing them hard enough to cause whimpers to escape the younger man. Every now and then Chris would rub his fingers across the puckered entrance then allow his fingers to drift inside stretching the tight channel. The balls were rolled in his fingers, the cock pulled and stroked. By the time he was finished with the paddle Vin was trembling from the overload of sensations.
His ass burned and throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Every time those maddening fingers slipped into his butt they rubbed his gland causing him to want to jump out of his skin. His balls were tight and his cock wanted to explode. Damn fucking hell Chris was good at this shit.
Dropping the paddle on the sofa Chris unlaced his pants. He loosened them enough to pull his hard shaft out. It was already hard as a rock and wet. He grabbed the lube and slicked himself up.
Standing behind his lover he grasped the slender hips and whispered, “Here I come, lover. Let’s see if I can take care of my little problem as you called it earlier.”
Vin barely registered the words before the large hard cock slammed inside his ass. He arched his neck back and screamed as he was filled immediately. He couldn’t help but wiggle his ass, but quickly quit as Chris slapped his ass sharply.
“Don’t move, boy. You fucking belong to me and I’ll do what I want with you.’
Vin panted and forced himself to relax, the burn inside eased as the pleasure took over.
Chris pushed forward until he was completely buried in his lover. He knew that he was gripping the hips so hard that there would be bruises on the smooth skin. Surprisingly he was glad for that. Hell, Vin just might find himself going around naked for the rest of the weekend. Chris wanted to see his marks on his lover…marks that said very plainly that Vin was taken…possessed by a very territorial man.
Setting up a punishing rhythm Chris pulled completely out then slammed back inside. Resting his chest on Vin’s back Chris let his hands start to play. He sharply pinched and twisted Vin’s sensitive nipples as he nipped across the shoulder blades leaving little bite marks.
The lithe body of the sharpshooter bucked under his blond lover's, shoving the hard shaft in deeper.
Chris suddenly stopped moving. Vin was whimpering, his breath coming in pants and tiny moans. With a quick twist to his lover's nipples Chris groaned as Vin shoved back in reaction to the pain\pleasure sweeping through him. Chris reached between their bodies clamping down on the base of his cock preventing himself from coming. He wasn’t through playing with his lover.
“I think I’m a little tired. We are going to walk around and sit on the sofa. I want you to ride me, I want you to slowly impale yourself on my cock.”
Chris straightened up off his lover's back. Vin slowly stood up. He groaned as his muscles protested the movement. Taking one step forward he realized that Chris was still buried inside his ass.
Pausing he received a slap on each ass cheek.
“I said I’m tired, boy. Now walk. If you thought I was going to leave the hot heat of your beautiful ass you’re mistaken. Just walk real slow and feel me inside as you take each step.”
Chris kept a tight grip on Vin’s hips and matched him step for step. When they reached the sofa he turned and sat down bringing Vin with him. He was ready for the yell as Vin felt the hot spear inside him punch inside him deeper. Placing his hands over Vin’s flat stomach he whispered, “I truly think I can feel my cock buried in you, taking you, loving you so deep. If I had my wish I’d never leave the haven of your ass…the warmth of your body surrounding mine…your little whimpers…your screams as I fill you.”
Chris urged his lover to lean back against him. He placed Vin’s long legs on the outside of his leather clad ones. As Vin’s legs dangled over the side of his thighs Chris raised his legs and placed his booted feet on the coffee table. Vin groaned, his tousled head tossing on Chris’s broad shoulder. Nudging Vin’s head to one side he nuzzled the sweaty neck and bit on a tempting ear lobe.
“Let’s see how far these long legs will spread.”
Chris slowly spread his own legs thereby forcing Vin’s further apart.
He stopped when Vin suddenly dug his fingers in the blond thighs. Chris found himself groaning as Vin tightened his muscles squeezing the cock inside him like a vice.
Chris continued nuzzling the sensitive neck letting his hands begin to play.
Vin was spread out before him like a buffet of delights. Chris tightened his stomach muscles and would thrust his hips up keeping his lover on edge. He knew he was not going to last much longer, but he just had to play a little longer. He was going to show Vin just what this old man was made of.
Butterfly touches trailed down Vin chest teasing and plucking at the hard brown nubs. While one hand played with the tender nipples the other wandered further south.
Vin’s cock was wet, red and angry looking. As Chris grasped it and began stroking it letting the leather harness rub roughly on the sensitive skin Vin arched up whimpering. He let his hips drop back down shoving the blond’s cock in deep.
Chris tugged on the ball sac, then with his thumbnail he brushed back where he was mounted in the tight ass. Feeling around he was so turned on when he felt his own cock shoved deep inside Vin.
Raising his hips again Chris started a slight movement in and out.
Vin tried to help as he rode his lover's cock, he felt like he was going to die before Larabee allowed him to cum.
The younger man reached back over his head and buried his hands in the blond hair of his lover. He turned his head as he jerked Chris closer. Their mouths met in a rush, it was a toss up who was trying to devour whom.
Vin was all but sobbing when Chris broke away. The blond immediately sat up, stood Vin up, turned him around and watched as his lover straddled his thighs slowly lowering himself on the blonds cock.
Placing his hands on Chris’s shoulders to balance himself Vin began to slide his ass up and down on the hard shaft.
Chris slightly changed the angle and watched as Vin tossed his head back, the long hair falling down his back as his prostate was suddenly being stimulated with each thrust.
As fingernails dug into his shoulders Chris knew he would have marks for several days. Oh well they’d match the ones that Vin would be carrying.
Chris yanked the slender body forward and latched onto a nipple sucking hard enjoying Vin’s yelp before transferring his attention to the other one.
Chris began slamming upwards as Vin slid down on his cock. Both men became desperate to cum.
Chris took the harness off and Vin’s cock sprang free. Chris grasped it using the pre-cum he coated his hand and began stroking.
He felt Vin’s ball tighten up and shoved upward hard, biting down on the nipple as he milked the hard cock in his hand hard.
Vin screamed and screamed as he came. Cum spurted over Chris’s hand and on his shirt. The blond yelled as he to found his release. Vin was becoming limp as Chris surged up powerfully to release his seed deep in Vin’s ass.
Chris milked the now limp cock until there nothing left. He continued to thrust inside Vin until he was empty.
They had made love many times, but Chris suddenly felt he had fully claimed his lover. He felt like he had marked his mate…a man that was his and his alone. A surge of overwhelming feelings came over him.
Vin now lay limply against the blond’s chest. His orgasm was so powerful and so long in coming he had passed out.
Chris tightened his arms around the slender body, his cock still buried in the now pliant body.
The blond felt so protective of his younger lover. He would take on anyone who tried to hurt Vin. A feeling of possessiveness gripped him. He would die if Vin left him and resolved that he would do nothing to drive his lover from him. If anyone even thought they could take Tanner away from him they would pay for it. Love like he had not felt since he had been married shadowed everything. Sure he had known he loved Vin, but until today when he had controlled and taken Vin like he had…like Vin had wanted him to…he had not felt the love become so strong that it made him dizzy. Vin lay against him totally vulnerable…totally helpless, he trusted and loved Chris to take care of him. Tears filled the green eyes, but he didn’t allow them to fall.
Shoving the long hair aside and placing a soft kiss on Vin’s neck he whispered, “I love so much, cowboy. I’ll love you and take care of you forever.”
Carefully he stood up and laid Vin down on the sofa. It took several minutes but he got them both cleaned up and into sweat pants. He applied a soothing cream to Vin’s red ass to take some of the burn out.
Vin was still out but showing signs of waking up. Chris tucked himself into the corner of the sofa and tugged Vin until the sharpshooter was resting against him, chest to back. He pulled an afghan off the back of the sofa and covered them both up.
It was a few more minutes then Vin opened his blue eyes and looked around still not completely focused.
Chris tugged the tousled head around until he could look into his lover's face.
“Hello, sweetheart. How are you doing?”
Vin listened to the man who had just kept his promise. He had never cum that hard before in his life. His burning ass would remind him of this day every time he sat for several days.
Vin’s brain still wasn’t running on all cylinders. He could tell he had on clothes and Chris was in sweats. Damn he must have passed out.
All he could say was, “Huh.”
Chris chuckled.
“Guess this old man fucked you stupid. Bet next time you’ll be more careful with your teasing.”
That woke Vin up. He sat up and turned slightly until he could see Chris’s face. The green eyes were glinting down at him.
Vin glared back his mind now churning, on how to get the blond pissed off at him again. Talk about mind-blowing sex.
“I was careful this time. I knew exactly what I was doing.”
“You think that comes as a surprise, cowboy. I have to admit it, I found the whole thing a total turn on once I figured it out and got rid of Mrs. Fergus.”
Vin smiled, “Love the all black attire. Very hot, very sexy, very dominant.”
“Good you’ll be seeing it again in a couple of weeks.”
Vin’s smile disappeared. He tried to think what the heck was coming up in a couple of weeks. As far as he was concerned they didn’t have to wait two weeks.
“What’s in two week?” he finally asked not liking the evil smile that crossed the blonds face.
“The carnival. I promised Mrs. Fergus that you would take the kids on horse rides. You know put the little ones up in front of you and ride them around.”
“Okay, sounds fine. You know I like kids. What’s the catch?”
“The catch is that the night before the carnival I plan on blistering your ass again. This time I might even use the belt. Then if I feel in the mood, I’m going to insert a very small butt plug and attach it to the leather cock harness. While you are riding that horse for hours with wiggling little kids sitting in front of you will be thinking of me. Your burning ass filled with a plug and your cock being encased in leather will keep you on edge all day. Then on the way home I plan on pulling over and taking you right there in the truck. Of course this is after I take you at the carnival. You’ll never know when I’m going to jump your pretty little body. You can consider this part of your punishment. Should never mess with an older man, we play dirty.”
Vin just sat there, his mouth open and the blue eyes wide with shock. He never would have thought Chris would be so into this. It was like a dream come true, but he couldn’t seem to thrilled about this. Have to keep up the pretence.
Turning back around Vin crossed his arms and said, “Well, we’ll see about that. You just might have to tie me down to put that plug inside and use that belt. I’m not just a pushover you know.”
Chris rested his arms over the top of Vin’s and held him tight.
He whispered, “I can do that, cowboy. Toss your ass on the bed and tie you to it. Hell, I’ll probably punish you first then fuck you. Us old men have a lot more stamina than you young guys think we do. We have more vivid imaginations, to. What do you think of that?’
Vin chuckled and relaxed against his lover stifling a yawn.
“I’m counting on it lover, I’m counting on it.”
Dropping a kiss on top of the brown head, Chris relaxed back. In just a few minutes they were both asleep dreaming of their lives together and how to aggravate the other one to distraction.
End part 1
Love, Spanking and Sex, Part 2