Chris couldn’t move. He couldn’t breath. He had heard that Vin was at the waterhole, and had gone to check on him when the sharpshooter seemed to have taken too long. He was about to warn Vin that he was riding in, he was going to, but no words would come as he sat transfixed at the sight in front of him.
Slowly, so torturously Vin slow, the Texan began to emerge from the water. Beads of liquid, sparkling under the light of the full moon shone like the metal of a new bullet. Drops of water dripped from the auburn waves of Vin’s hair, sliding down his shoulders leaving an even wetter trail as they cascaded over his nipples and down the firm stomach below.
Shaking the water from his hair, Vin paused, maybe alert to the presence.
“Keep walking, Vin,” Chris muttered softly to himself as he quietly urged his friend to reveal more of himself.
Vin was compelled to dismiss his fears, and stepped forward again, the lower part of his body partially revealed to the night light.
“Oh God,” Chris sighed as he had to resettle himself in the saddle to get comfortable. Damn, when did his saddle get so small?
‘A man could stand only so much…’
Vin brushed the water from his body, enjoying the feeling of hands on his body, even if it did happen to be his own and not….
If only …”Damn it, Tanner,” Vin growled, “ain’t goin’ to happen, so get over it.”
“How do you know it won’t happen?”
Vin couldn’t help but shudder, as Chris voice, though soft, was deep and full of what?…Full of promise?
“Chris…I…oh shit…” Vin gasped as he felt Chris’ arm glide around his back and pull him close. “Don’t…fuck…with me...oh God…” he sighed as the unspoken promise was kept and his mouth was taken in a brutal, yet agonizing overpowering kiss.
As Vin came up for air, he studied Chris for any signs of a joke, but could see nothing but need burning in clothed man.
"You're wrong Vin," Chris grinned as began to explore Vin with his hands, "I am going to fuck you....fuck you hard. You up for it?"
"Took ya long enough, Cowboy," Vin smiled back, "But I think one of us is a bit over dressed for that fucking part."
“Damn it, Larabee,” Vin growled as he struggled to peel Chris’ wet jeans from his body. “If ya didn’t wear yer pants so goddamn tight in the first place,” he grumbled in frustration. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that Chris would reciprocate his feelings, but now that he did, Vin wasn’t about to let a damp piece of material get in the way.
“Goddamnit!” Vin cursed again, before noting that Chris seemed to be getting some perverse enjoyment out his frustrations. “Ya think this is so Goddamn funny? Let’s see how funny ya think it is when I get my knife and cut ‘these bastards off,” Vin said with an evil glint his eye.
Chris burst out laughing, as he looked over the impatient, damp and somewhat feral man hunched over him. “And just where exactly would you be hiding that knife of yours?”
Grabbing the younger man, Chris easily flipped him on to his back, “Here?”
Vin squirmed as Chris nuzzled at his neck.
“No? Then what about here?”
Vin continued to wriggle as Chris turned his attention to his left nipple. It wasn’t that Vin wanted to get out from under the blondes attentions, but he wasn’t about to allow Chris to find out that he was more than a little ticklish in places.
Too late.
As Chris nipped and sucked, his hands explored the rest of his younger lover, and he was more than a little surprised to find Vin letting out a sound somewhat compared to a small squeak as his fingers founder a more than tender spot.
“A little ticklish there Vin?”
“Ain’t no girl that ya have to get all delicate on me.” Vin was more than embarrassed that his secret was out, and was sure than that Chris wasn’t going to let him forget it either. “So I get a little itchy, ain’t no big deal.”
“Itchy huh?” Chris chuckled as he pondered more exploration and more discoveries. “Well, beside finding that knife of yours, we best get to scratchin’.”
Vin groaned as Chris kissed and licked his way down Vin stomach, and he found what he had been looking for. Licking his lips, the blonde glanced up, and then without a word engulfed Vin’s eager erection.
Never could Vin had dreamed it would be as good it was. Nothing, no-one had ever…Never.
The warm moist glove of Chris’ mouth was compelling him to move, and no matter how much tried to control that urge, reign in his need, Vin couldn’t help but surrender to the overpowering feelings that Chris was evoking in his body. His hips uncontrollably thrust forward, and without complaint, Chris adjusted, seeming to need all of Vin, as much as Vin needed him.
“Oh Chris,” Vin moaned as he felt his building to the inevitable. “Chrissss, I’m gonna…Oh God, I’m gonna.”
Chris was more than happy to take what Vin offered up so eagerly, and swallowed as quickly as Vin could flow into his mouth. Once he was sure Vin was depleted, Chris let Vin’s spent organ drop his mouth. “Nope, wasn’t there either,” Chris grinned as licked his lips.
Still recovering from his little ‘death’, Vin only partly smiled at Chris’ quip, an action that didn’t go un-noticed by the older man. “Vin, something wrong? You having second thoughts?” Chris hoped his words would calm whatever troubles that seemed to have suddenly attacked Vin, but he said them with a heavy heart. He didn’t want what had been to been started here to end, but he also didn’t want to lose the friendship that had become so important to him. If Vin was having second thoughts, then Chris would, if not begrudgingly, agree. “It’s alright if you are.”
Vin moved as if he had been struck, “What? Second thoughts? Yer joshin’ with me, right?” He couldn’t believe that Chris would think that, but he had to admit, he was worried that this would be the first and last night they would have together. Now he was more concerned that maybe Chris was looking for a way out of an impulsive situation.
“Then what is it?” Chris asked.
Vin sat up and looked directly into Chris’ eyes, “Ain’t been one to do things without thought, well, Eli Joe, and Charlotte don’t count,” he said with an embarrassed shake of his head.
“And I didn’t see much thinking when you were fucking my face there, Vin,” Chris chuckled in an effort to lighten the mood and get back to where they had been. He wasn’t sure, but Chris swore, even under the dull light of the full moon, that Vin had blushed.
“This a one night thing or….”
Smiling, Chris shifted, quickly manoeuvring Vin on to his back again, “This is something I’ve wanted for a long time, and just because we started this under the moon and on the ground, doesn’t mean it’s not right, and doesn’t mean I take it lightly. If you want it as much as I do, Vin, it is for as long as we both want it.”
Looking up at the full moon that shone so brightly above them, Vin smiled, “Nothin’ wrong with the moon and stars watchin’. Seems kinda of right.” Refocusing on the man above him, Vin winked, “Now we were talkin’ hidin’arms, and I know of a certain spot ya haven’t tried yet, but for this search ya need to shuck those damn pants of yers.”
“Why didn’t you say so.”
Vin was left speechless, as Chris removed his clothes nearly as quickly as he drew his gun.
“Ya bastard,” Vin chided lightly as he enjoyed the view, “Ya were playin’ me.”
“No Vin,” Chris replied seriously, “I was never playing. You done this before?” He asked as he settled down beside his lover.
“Yeah, once or twice,” Vin replied honestly. “You?”
“What do you think, pard?” Chris smiled as he gently fondled Vin’s renewing erection.
“I think,” Vin sighed. “Like most things ya know exactly what yer doin’. Damn it, Cowboy, get to searchin’ will ya. Already told ya I ain’t no virgin, and I think yer a little interested.” He said referring to Chris rock hard erection that was continually jabbing at his leg.
“You always going to be this pushy?”
“Iffen yer this slow, yep,” Vin replied with a smirk as he began to reposition himself on his knees.
“Not this time, Vin,” Chris said as he manoeuvred Vin on to his back again. “I want to look in to your eyes the first time we are together.”
Damn, no one had ever wanted to see him, let alone look into his eyes. Damn.
Not sure how to do it this way, Vin allowed himself to be led by Chris, trusting that his lover would never hurt him in any way.
“You want me to get you ready?” Chris offered.
“Hell Cowboy, when someone‘s been waitin’ as long as I have, if ya don’t get to it, I’m gonna have to shoot ya, and I would surely hate to waste what ya have there.”
“Well a Larabee is too good a thing to waste,” Chris grinned as he moved Vin’s legs slightly so he could gain access to his lover.
Vin had never felt anything in his life that was so painful and so good in the one breath. Having not had this sort of sex for some years, he had to force himself to relax as Chris’ head gained entry. Burning gradually gave way to fulfilment as Chris’ full length was finally accepted.
It was taking all of Chris’ willpower to keep slow and steady as he worked his way into Vin’s warm entrance. Not wanting to hurt Vin, or make their first experience together uncomfortable, Chris was finding himself sweating under the exertion of not moving.
“Damn it Cowboy, what ya waiting’ for?” Vin whined as he squirmed under Chris in an effort to get his lover mobile.
“Just don’t want to hurt ya, Vin,” Chris breathlessly defended.
“Yeah, well yer doin’ a lousy job, I’m hurtin’ now. Fuck me already, will ya,” Vin groaned, as he began to pump his own hard on as he tried to fuck himself on warm flesh inside him.
“Damn Vin, is this what I have to look forward to every time?” He asked as he did what he was told and started to move inside the warm channel.
“Yep,” Vin sighed in contentment. “Damn it, Cowboy, Damnnnn….” he moaned.
“God,” Chris agreed with equal fervour, as he tried to keep rhythm with Vin’s strokes. “Look at me, Vin.”
Vin dragged himself away from his isolated ecstasy, and let his eyes refocus on the night-hued eyes above him. The natural ease in with they worked with each other, now took a new direction and as both men’s eyes stayed lock together, their rhythm was now co-ordinated as if they were one.
Both men became more frenzied, and both knew without a word that the other was close.
Without a sound, Chris’ muscles strained as he continued to keep pace with Vin and in silence Vin, lost in the eyes above him, without thought, stroked himself in time with body in him.
Not even as much as a blink passed between them, as they suddenly called each other’s name to the wind and came as one.
Left boneless and drained, Chris fell to the ground beside his lover, gasping for air, as he basked in the aftermath of their lovemaking. “Damn, Vin...”
Depleted himself, Vin attempted to look unaffected, as he rolled on to his side to take in his lover. ‘His lover’ He could get used to that. “What’s the matter Cowboy, feelin’ yer age?”
Chris pretended to be offended, but failed, “We’ll see who takes who out once I’ve got my wind back.” Turning to face Vin, Chris became more serious for a moment, “You’re not sorry?”
“Do ya want me to be?” Vin asked.
Realizing the both had reached a mutual decision that neither would back down from, Chris allowed himself to enjoy the moment. “Well, I’ve still got to find that damn hiding spot of yours, so I guess, I will just have to keep on looking.”
“Yup, guess ya will…could take some time…if we’re lucky.”The End