"Been too long," Chris whispered huskily, roughly tangling his fingers in his lover's long hair, taking possession. He followed up the words with a fierce, yet warm, kiss.Vin greedily sucked on Chris's tongue, his own thoughts of how much he missed the closeness between the two of them just as fierce. His hands and arms wrapped around Chris, holding him tight, vowing not to let go, afraid of being away from him for so long again.
The two men stood in the middle of Chris's shack, clinging to one another, refusing to let go, as if the fates would, indeed, tear them apart again.
"There better not be another train robbery,"
"Or cholera scare,"
"Or murderer on the loose,"
"Or Territorial Governors' convention,"
"Or anything, to keep us apart, for so long, again."
"I'll shoot the first person to come knockin' on that door, Chris," Vin threatened.
Chris took a closer look at Vin's eyes. He smiled. "Not if I shoot 'em first," he said.
Blue eyes flashed and met the mischievous green ones. "I need ya so bad, Chris," Vin whispered, reaching for his gunbelt.
Chris's hands covered Vin's and then onto the belt as Vin undid the buckle. Chris laid the weapon and its holder on a chair and then reached for his own gunbelt.
It didn't take long before they were both nude, their clothes having quickly followed their weapons to make a pile on the chairs, table and floor.
Together in the middle of the floor, they touched gently, kissing, caressing, relearning each other's bodies, as if they really needed to, after such a long absence. Chris reveled in hearing the quiet gasps of pleasure coming from Vin's lips as he played his lover's body, biting and licking at the sensitive skin on Vin's neck and collarbone. How he groaned as nipples were pinched. How he hissed as Chris's tongue made its way down his belly, closer and closer... How Vin absolutely groaned as Chris's mouth engulfed and sucked on his cock.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, Chris, just like that... that's what I want. What I need."
Settling on his knees, Chris smiled around the thick cock in his mouth, loving the mindless words streaming from Vin's luscious lips. He sucked a little harder, moved his hands over Vin's thighs, back to his ass, and rubbed a finger over Vin's hole.
"Yeah, stick it in me, Chris," Vin begged.
Chris let go of Vin's cock long enough to spit on his fingers, making them just slick enough to ease their entrance, then swallowed Vin's cock and shoved two fingers into his ass at the same time, causing his lover to cry out in pleasure and pain.
"Oh, God! Chris!" Vin shouted, shoving his hips back and forth, fucking Chris's mouth and fingers at the same time. Already feeling lightheaded, fearing he'd lose his balance, he reached back and rested his hands on the table. "Oh, yeah, Chris, that feels so good," he murmured, then nearly screamed as Chris hit an especially sensitive, erogenous spot with his fingers.
"Liked that, did ya?" Chris asked, taking a moment to look up at the gorgeous sight above him. He also reached down to stroke himself, his cock sending signals that it was feeling neglected.
"Stand up, Chris," Vin whispered. "Wanna see ya. Wanna touch ya."
Chris stood carefully, managing to keep his fingers inside Vin, unwilling to let go yet.
Vin had decided that it was time for Chris to make some noise. He reached down and grasped his lover's cock and gave it a gentle squeeze before stroking upward, causing Chris to moan. Vin smiled before running his fingers across the tip of Chris's cock, wiping up the precum that had oozed out, and brought them to his lips. They both moaned then.
"Fuck me, Chris," Vin demanded, before pushing away from Chris's hold on him, moving back to sit, then lie down on the table, shoving their clothing to the floor.
Chris licked his lips at the sight, at Vin, on his back, his knees bent and splayed wide as his ass just barely touched the end of the table. Chris spit onto his fingers again and reached for Vin's hole, this time pushing his fingers in gently, needing to get three or four in this time if he wanted to stretch Vin out enough to fit his cock inside him. It had been too long...
He bent low and began licking Vin's cock again, up, down and all around it, bringing Vin pleasure and relaxing him at the same time. By the time he'd gotten a third finger inside his lover, added more spit to ease the way, Vin's vocal chords were getting a workout, too: his grunts, groans and head tossing moans interspersed with "more" and "deeper" and "suck me" and even a "Goddammit, Larabee, fuck me already."
"Soon," Chris whispered in reply.
And soon happened even quicker than Chris thought, as Vin suddenly exploded, his cum filling Chris's mouth as he shouted Chris's name.
Removing his fingers from Vin's ass, Chris spit the cum into his hand, rubbed it onto his cock and quickly shoved into Vin, not giving him a chance to come down from his climax.
Vin shouted out, again in pain and pleasure, as Chris filled him, completed him, fucked him.
"You're so damn tight. Feels so damn good," Chris grunted, pulling out and pushing in just as quickly, stretching Vin a little more.
Vin grabbed onto his knees and tilted his hips upward, pulling Chris in even deeper, causing both of them to groan.
"Oh, yeah, Cowboy, just like that," he whispered, his eyes rolling back as the feel of his lover's cock thrusting in and out of him, hard, deep and fast, yet not nearly hard, deep or fast enough, sent shockwaves through his entire body.
The shockwaves were being felt by Chris, too. He felt his hips slamming against Vin's ass each time his body thrust forward. He felt the sweat dripping down his back and stomach, down his face. He felt the heat coming off Vin's glowing, sweaty, hot body beneath him.
He heard the words and sounds his lover made, he heard the sounds of their bodies as they slapped, almost violently against each other.
But it was the sight of Vin's eyes, their glossy, glazed, fucked, appearance, that finally sent Chris over the edge. With one more thrust of his hips, snapping them forward as hard as he could, sending his cock as deep and hard into Vin as he could, he came, hoarsely crying out Vin's name as he did.
Moments later, Chris panting heavily as he leaned over Vin, green eyes met blue once again. The men smiled at each other and kissed gently. Chris moved back a little, reluctantly pulled his spent cock out of Vin, and they both let out quiet whimpers.
"Been too long," Chris murmured, watching Vin wince a little as he sat up on the table.
"Don't matter anymore," Vin replied, leaning forward and kissing Chris again.
September 11, 2006