ONE
Chris lay still as he felt Buck shift in the bed.
He decided to play possum, enjoying the feel of
the fingers carding through his hair. Buck had
levered up onto his left elbow, and was enjoying
the view of the man he loved looking all rumpled
and adorable. The first rays of the morning's dawn
came through the window caressing the men with the
light of a new day.
Buck whispered. "You don't know how long I've cared
for you. How long I've loved you, cowboy. Wonder if
you even remember that first kiss."
Chris opened his eyes startling Buck . "Tell me,
love." Buck blinked owlishly at him. Reaching out
and drawing a finger down Buck's cheek, past his jaw,
further down, letting his hand finally settle over
Buck's heart, he said. "Tell me and I'll tell you in
turn - and Buck, I do remember that first kiss."
They both thought back . . .
Buck had been undercover as an older student. His
department was had seen an increase in crimes in the
area in which guns were used. Most of the guns had
been reported as stolen, though a few of the owners
hadn't realized they were missing. There had also been
some gang rumblings of a war, and rumors that at least
one of the gangs had a new contact, who could supply
them with guns. A small break in the case led the
detectives working it to believe there was a connection
to a local campus, possibly involving professors as well
as students. An ATF team had come in and was working with
the department. The team had an agent on it Buck knew.
An old friend from the military, named Chris Larabee.
The agent monitoring the equipment said. "Damn, got
trouble."
"What?" Larabee asked with a glare. This was his first
time in charge of a team and the last thing he wanted
to hear were those words.
"Listen for yourself."
Larabee took the headset and listened to the last couple
of minutes that had been recorded. It seemed that Buck
had been spotted by one of players who recognized him
from a bar and was wondering if he had a boyfriend. He'd
decided to make a serious play for him if he found out
he didn't. Larabee drew in a deep breath. Larabee had
known Buck liked men as well as women. Spotted him one
night they were on leave, planting a kiss on some guy
and having the same affect on the guy as he seemed to have
on the ladies. Buck looked up from the kiss and saw Chris's
car pull away from a stoplight. Later that night he went to
Chris's place, not sure if he'd be welcome or not when the
door opened. They had a few beers and talked. In the end
Chris had cautioned Buck to be careful, not wanting to see
Buck outed in their don't ask don't tell world. But now
something had to be done to warn Buck and give him some
closer support. Chris said to Parker, fixing him with a
glare that broke no arguments..
"You didn't hear anything other than the fact that one of
those pieces of slime has designs on Detective Wilmington.
Am I clear."
"Yes, sir." Parker said quickly, feeling like he ought
to be saluting or something.
"Keep an eye on things. And let me know if you hear
anything, and I do mean anything further about this."
"Yes sir." Parker said again.
Larabee contacted the other members of the team and
laid out his plan to go under as someone interested i
n Buck, to get the other guy to back off. Larabee became
Chris as he came up to Buck in the bar that night. He
leaned in as if whispering something to a lover and said.
"One of the guys we're after wants to be your boyfriend.
Thought you'd prefer me." Chris pulled back. A smile lit
Bucks face as he said "Got that right, darlin." The guy
was disappointed at this new arrival, who'd messed up his
plans for the night. At one point Chris left to use the
restroom. He heard the guy, Paulo, speculating on how close
they were and if it was possible to break them up. Chris
made his way back to Buck and told him what had been said
and suggested they heat things up a bit.
"Ok. How do you want to do this?"
"You're asking me. I believe you're the one with the
experience here."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes. Of course."
With that, in full view of everyone, including Paulo
He gently rubbed his thumb over his lower lip. Then
he lowered his head, just barely brushing their lips
together with the lightest of kisses. Then Buck licked
Chris's lips encouraging them to open under his. Buck's
tongue slipped into Chris's mouth tasting and exploring.
He slowly ended the kiss, caressing the lips again with
his thumb as he did so. The spell that had wound itself
around the two men ended. Paulo huffed off.
Later that night the bust went down. Paulo was killed in
the crossfire by one of his men.
"I couldn't believe how good you tasted, Chris. There was
a spark between us. That night I dreamt of you. I had just
about decided to approach you. But then the next day came."
Buck fell silent.
"And I met Sarah. Oh Buck."
Buck put two fingers over Chris's lips. "Shush now. I could
see how much you two fit together. Have to admit it didn't
stop me from wishing it was me from time to time. But hell
Chris, even if a body was deaf, dumb, and blind they couldn't
have missed the radiance of Sarah's love for you. Standing
on the sidelines, I fell for you too. Standing up for you
was like a double edged sword. It hurt a mite, but there
was no way I could begrudge either of you."
"Your kiss that night brought me a dream as well. I woke
from it feeling warmth and a bit of surprise at myself.
I'd never thought of, or explored that part of my sexuality
up til then. Actually, didn't do any exploring til after
Sarah's death."
TWO
"When Sarah and Adam died you were so angry and
vulnerable. Now don't go looking at me with that
expression. Even though you were worse thana hornet's
sting to those around you that doesn't change the
fact that you were vulnerable. I thought the best way
to show I cared was to be your friend, a buddy you could
turn to when you needed to let go of some of the grief.
I also didn't want your love like that. I always knew
that if it came I'd want it to be freely."
"It is Buck. Though it took Parker, you remember him don't
you." Buck shook his head yes. "It took him telling me what
he thought was going on in my head before I even figured to
look at it, or started to let what I was feeling be embraced
by my heart."
"Do you remember the case where Vin was a gay dancer and
you went under as his lover and bodyguard. It was about five
months ago."
"Yeah Chris, I do."
"A couple of weeks before that I was in D.C. for departmental
meetings. Parker saw me with someone. When we ran into each
other later, he mentioned seeing me and thought the man I was
with looked like someone he recognized. When he came to
Denver to help with our case, he figured out just who he'd
been thinking of. It seems I was paying a good deal of
attention to the interaction between you and Vin. Especially
to you. When the case was over he took me out for a drink, sat
me down,and offered free analysis, Parker style. He told me
the guy he had seen me with in D.C. was handsome enough to be
your twin. I told him he was wrong, that you were better
looking. Then he looked at me and said that I was attracted to
and possibly in love with you. I told him he'd had too much to
drink if that was how he was figurin things. He said good. As
long as I wasn't interested in you, he'd give it a shot."
"What?"
"Yeah, he said if I was too blind to see the possibilities
that it was my loss. I got this hollow feeling in my gut. It
was like it was cold. Kind of how I felt when I was thinking
of asking Sarah out. By that time we'd left the bar and were
by his truck. I remember grabbing his coat and pushing him
back towards the side of the truck. I told him to leave you
alone. He said why should he. I said because you were mine.
He got this smile on his face and said gotcha."
"So I was yours?"
"Yeah." Chris said quietly blushing and not quite looking
at Buck.
"Will you be mine?" Buck asked rising up from Chris's chest,
where
he'd been resting his head.
"Always, love."
"Sounds good to me, honey." Buck said kissing the tip of
Chris's nose before resting his head again.
"By the time I figured out how I wanted to approach you,
you were involved with Lisette. When you broke up you were
so prickly that I decided to bide my time. Then when I was
visiting JD and Vin in the hospital, Vin kissed JD on the
forehead real tenderly and it took me back to that kiss we
shared. Started dreaming about it again."
"Vin and JD were kissin and teasing each other that first
weekend I found out about them. Vin kept saying how happy
he was to be in love and how great you'd taken the news.
And wouldn't it be nice if you had someone to love again.
I started dreaming of you too."
"Wonder which one of us changed sheets the most."
"Don't know and don't care. Cause now when the sheets
need changing it'll be cause we've been together loving
each other."
"Damn straight Buck."
Buck started chuckling. Thinking back on what he'd just
said, Chris did too. Then Buck's stomach started to grumble.
"Guess we better be feeding you."
"Like you're not hungry too."
"Well yeah, but I think I'll eat - then I'll nibble on
something later."
"Oh, and just what're plannin on nibblin on?"
"You'll just have to wait and see." Chris said exiting
the bed and retrieving his robe, before heading to the
kitchen. Buck followed. They ate and cleaned up.
Afterwards they showered. They washed each other off
slowly, wanting their passion to do a slow burn as opposed
to the hunger they had felt last night. They dried off
exchanging lingering kisses.
Chris finally pulled away saying. "Want you Buck.
Want to know what your warm body will feel like
around my cock."
"Come on love." Buck said taking Chris's hand in his own
to lead him back to the bedroom.
Chris turned Buck around when they got in the door, he
pushed him up against the wall.
"Chris, I thought you wanted .."
"I do love, just want to do some tasting first." With
that Chris removed Buck's robe, tossing it nearby. Then
he lazily knelt down in front of Buck. He took Buck's c
ock in one hand while fondling his balls with the other.
Looking up through his eyelashes he said.
"Feel good Buck?"
"Could say that." Buck managed to get out when he got
the breath to do so.
"Won't be long til I wind you up so's you won't be
thinking let alone saying anything so intelligent."
With that he took Buck into his mouth, while still
playing with his balls, sneaking a finger back now and
again to tease at Buck's entrance. Soon he was tasting
Buck's come as it bathed his throat with its salty warmth.
Buck looked down and his breath caught in his throat at
the sight of Chris cleaning the last drops from him.
"Bed Chris."
Chris got up and started kissing on Buck's neck as he
turned him round again and walked him back towards the
edge of the bed. He continued kissing Buck's neck while
he ran his hands down Buck's arms and sides with feather
light touches. He worked his way down and lined their dicks
up and thrust once, twice, three times against Buck. Then
he knelt up.
"Want to feel your touch. Will you slick me up, Buck?"
Buck grabbed the lube and slicked Chris up. Then Buck put
his legs on Chris's shoulders. Chris lined up with Buck's
entrance and slid in slowly. He kept his thrusts maddeningly
slow, until Buck was babbling. Then he picked things up. He
aimed for Buck's prostate on every thrust. While he was doing
that he started nibbling and nipping at Buck's neck and nipples.
Soon Buck and Chris were coming, the waves of their orgasms
hitting one then the other. Chris eased out of Buck and Buck
grabbed the covers from the end of the bed. They snuggled down
together.
Chris looked at Buck and said. "Looks like both our hearts
have found a home. And I couldn't be happier."
"Me either." Buck said with a light in his eyes that matched
the warmth in his heart.
The End
