NINETEEN

Chris waited, and he felt it. Vin's face nuzzled against his chest, so softly, that he wasn't completely sure he'd really felt it. A few seconds later, and he felt it again. It was time for Chris to take action. And he did.

He used his hand to gently lift Vin's chin and he smiled reassuringly. Vin managed a small smile of his own, and Chris placed a light kiss on his lips. He felt the soft lips part ever so slightly, and he began a slow, sensuous seduction of the tempting mouth. Vin responded so hesitantly, with tiny movements of his tongue, that he was driving the older man wild. God, Chris thought, shyness was the most powerful aphrodisiac on the face of the earth. Vin was so damn sweet, with those trembling fingers and that tongue, that couldn't quite decide what it wanted to do. His cock was already so damn hard, he was never going to hold out till Vin was ready.

Vin was stroking Chris's cheek again. He loved the way Chris's face felt under his fingers. And, he was fascinated with his partner's kisses - and totally oblivious to Chris's dilemma. He couldn't believe how good it felt when Chris kissed him. And, he wanted Chris to like kissing him. So, he tried to do what Chris was doing. He knew he was failing miserably. Chris would stroke the inside of his mouth with his tongue, and the best he could manage was to graze Chris's tongue with the tip of his. He really wanted Chris to like this as much as he did, but he just couldn't get past his damned shyness.

Vin realized that Chris had stopped kissing him. He opened his eyes and stared into Chris's brilliant green eyes. He just knew, Chris had another one of them embarrassing questions for him. Damn, he was already blushing and he hadn't even heard the question. His voice probably wouldn't work again either. Vin sighed, completely unaware of how enticing he was at that moment.

TWENTY

Damn! Chris thought. This quiet man was the most exciting bed partner he'd ever had, except for Sarah. He'd never have believed he could want another man, as badly as he wanted his shy friend right now. He smiled at the apprehensive blue eyes, and asked him gently. "Vin, can I touch you now?"

Vin's heart felt like it was going to pound right out of his chest. Chris wanted to touch him. Vin was shaking again. Oh God, he was really gonna let him do those things. He closed his eyes and whispered "yeah". It was all he could manage, and he hoped like hell, Chris didn't want him to answer any more questions right now.

Chris didn't. Chris could feel the wildly beating heart. He knew how hard, Vin would have found answering that kind of question, under the best of circumstances. So, instead of talking, Chris stroked his back and he kissed him. Softly and gently, and with no thought of passion. Not yet. Right now, Chris just wanted to calm the beating heart and feel the shaking body quiet.

It wasn't long, before he felt his partner begin to relax. Chris's gentle kisses and comforting hand, were like a balm, soothing the frightened man. Vin was still trembling, but not nearly as much. The pounding of his heart was softer, and Chris was thrilled to feel that sweet tongue move cautiously against his again. He hugged the younger man closer. It really was going to be alright.

Vin was as relaxed, as he figured he'd be able to get tonight. Chris was kissing him and he really liked it. And, he decided, he liked the way Chris's body felt against his. Vin was startled to realize, that he wanted to touch Chris, to know what he felt like. He felt the hot color flooding into his cheeks at the thought, and he was very glad that Chris was busy kissing him, and couldn't see his face right now.

Chris felt Vin's body snuggle closer to his, and decided that he could touch the softness of the strong body beneath his. He began stroking Vin's back and shoulder, and he slowly moved his hand to the tracker's neck. He felt the residue of whisker's and the pulse beating there. Chris stroked the bounty hunter's neck, his fingers learning every inch. He felt the small scar Vin had shown him last night, and pulled his friend closer. If he ever saw that animal who'd hurt this gentle man again . . . Chris pushed the thoughts out of his mind. Nothing was going to distract him from the way he was feeling -- or the way he wanted to make Vin feel.

So, Chris kept kissing his friend, a little more passionately now. And he was delighted, when Vin responded with that sweet, hesitant, tongue. Chris stroked the top of Vin's chest, not quite touching his nipples. The tracker's skin was as soft as Chris had thought it would be. He was kissing Vin much harder now, and Vin was kissing him back. God, Vin was exciting. Chris was having a hell of a time keeping his cock under control. He would though. Vin trusted him, and he wasn't going to do anything that would make his partner regret that trust.

TWENTY-ONE

Vin felt Chris's calloused hand brushing his neck. Vin couldn't believe how good Chris's hand felt on his body. This was all so damn confusing. He was scared as shit, but nothing Chris was doing was scary. Chris was doing the same things they'd done, but he liked it. That was the only thing he was sure of. He liked everything Chris had done so far. And Vin began to believe, that maybe just maybe, Chris was right. This would be good.

Chris moved his hand lower, to brush over a sensitive nipple. And, he was thrilled with the little gasp he heard from his partner. Chris began caressing Vin's nipple sensuously. And he moved his mouth, so that he could kiss Vin's neck. Chris placed gentle kisses just under Vin's jaw. And he used his tongue to tease the flesh his lips were kissing. The soft moan coming from his partner was enough to make his cock strain against his pants again. Damn, this boy was delicious.

Vin's senses were reeling. Every new touch from Chris made him feel wonderful. He wanted desperately to touch Chris back, to feel his skin. He knew he'd never be able to find the words to ask. Just the thought, of asking Chris if he could touch him, was mortifying. And Chris did seem to like it, when he touched him. So, Vin raised a shaking hand and used it to barely graze Chris's nipple.

Chris gasped and pushed away from Vin, when he felt a tentative hand brush across his nipple. The tracker jerked his hand back like he'd been burned.

"C~Chris, I'm sorry, I . . ." Vin's word died, and he looked down, unable to meet Chris's eyes.

Chris smiled a little at the younger man's obvious misinterpretation of his reaction. Chris brushed a loose strand of hair off the tracker's cheek and told him softly, "It's OK, pard, I liked it fine. I liked it real well. I just gotta piss so bad, my eyes are turnin' yellow."

He planted a tender kiss on Vin's lips, and smiled at him. "I'll be back in a minute." He said, his voice still husky with desire.

Chris got up and quickly made his way out of the house, and toward the outhouse. He didn't go inside though. Instead, he leaned against the side, and hastily unbuttoned his fly. His rock hard cock shot straight up the second he released it from it's denim prison. When he'd felt Vin's hand on his nipple, he'd almost lost control right there. Vin wasn't ready though, and he had no intention of rushing his frightened young partner. His cock however, was screaming for release. His need was so great, that it only took a few practiced strokes, before he was shooting his load into the dirt.

Damn, just the thought of the beautiful young man in his bed was exciting. Chris couldn't believe just how much he was enjoying this. It had started as a way help Vin overcome his fear, and now Chris was having the best night he'd had in years. Vin was so shy and sweet, that Chris was finding him totally intoxicating. He'd been out here a while, Chris thought, and shook his head to clear it. Vin was gonna start to wonder what he was doing. Chris smiled as he realized, that he really had to piss now. Well, anyways I ain't a liar, he thought cheerfully, as he relieved himself in the dirt.

TWENTY-TWO

Chris was still buttoning his fly when he reentered the house. "Sorry it took me so long pard," he called to his partner.

Vin didn't answer, and Chris saw that he was still in the bed, with the covers pulled up to his neck. He moved closer to the bed, and asked in a soft voice, "Vin, is it OK if I take my clothes off before I get in?"

The younger man's back was to him, and he didn't roll over to answer, so it was a strain for Chris to hear the tiny "Yeah" the other man whispered. Chris hastily shed his clothes, and lifted the blanket to crawl in beside the tracker. He felt an electric shock run through his body, as his leg met bare skin. Chris knew how frightened Vin was, and how hard just taking his clothes off must have been for him. Chris felt a surge of protectiveness run through him. You won't be sorry you trusted me, he vowed to himself. He laid a gentle hand on the tracker's back, and felt his racing heart. "Damn, Vin!" were the only words he could manage as he moved his hand to Vin's shoulder, and gently turned the bounty hunter towards him, until they were both lying on their sides, facing each other. Vin was trembling, and he was blushing furiously, and he wouldn't look at Chris.

Vin was so embarrassed he wanted to hide under the covers. God, what had possessed him to take his clothes off. He probably, just wanted to avoid any more of them embarrassing questions, Chris liked to ask. No, that wasn't it. He wanted to do something, that would show Chris how much he really wanted to do this. He was still scared as all get out, but he was sure that Chris would make it alright. And, he knew without a doubt, that Chris wouldn't hurt him for anything. So, he'd done the only thing he could think of, to let the older man know how he felt. It was still embarrassing as hell, though.

Chris let him look away, but kissed the soft lips, tenderly at first, but becoming more passionate when he felt the younger man's tongue brush uncertainly against his lips. Chris kissed him deeply, and let his hands roam over Vin's arms and back. He didn't try to touch his partner's private areas. Vin was still trembling and Chris wanted him relaxed before they went further. His patience was rewarded when he felt Vin's tongue, still shy, but bolder than before, enter his mouth. Chris let that hesitant tongue explore his mouth while he savored the sweetness of Vin's mouth.

Chris could feel the tension leave the tracker's body under his roaming hands. He still hadn't made a move to touch Vin's private areas. He knew that nature would take care of Vin's private parts, if he took care of the tracker's fear. Chris decided he wanted Vin on his back. He wanted both of his hands to be able to move freely, and that wasn't gonna happen with Vin's head on his right arm. Chris reluctantly pulled back from the kiss.

A low moan of protest issued from Vin and his confused blue eyes met Chris's. "What's wrong Chris?" "Nothin's wrong, pard. My arm's just going to sleep. Think maybe we could shift a little?" Chris lied shamelessly to his friend.

Vin nodded, and Chris gently pushed his right shoulder back until the tracker was on his back. He pushed himself up, and made a show of shaking out his right arm for Vin's benefit. "Thanks pard" he said softly, and eased himself over the tracker. He could feel Vin tense up again, and he smiled down into those frightened blue eyes. "Easy, Vin. Nothin's gonna happen here tonight you don't want to happen." Chris's voice was soothing and he rubbed the sides of the apprehensive young man's arms. "I'd never hurt you Vin."

TWENTY-THREE

Vin lowered his eyes and nodded mutely, unable to find the words for how he was feeling. He knew Chris wouldn't hurt him, but he couldn't help remembering what it had been like before. This time was already so different, that he could hardly believe they were doing the same thing. His body was feeling things he didn't understand, but he liked those things very much. He was afraid, but he knew he wanted Chris to keep doing what he was doing. He was scared and confused and definitely loving every sensation Chris was making him feel.

He couldn't tell the older man what he wanted him to know, but maybe he could show him. Vin brought one shaking hand up, and timidly rubbed one of Chris's nipples. He heard Chris suck in his breath, and tried to pull his hand away, but he found it caught in Chris's strong grip. Vin's stomach muscles clenched and he closed his eyes and waited, not sure what else to do.

"Vin look at me," Chris told him firmly. The tracker had lowered his head and he was blushing crimson again. Chris held onto Vin's hand with one hand, and put his other hand under Vin's chin and forced his head up gently. He looked down into blue eyes that were embarrassed and fearful. Chris leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on the soft mouth. He pushed back far enough to meet Vin's eyes again, and told the younger man softly, "Vin, you are so damned delicious I can't even describe it." Chris's eyes never left Vin's as he continued. "You don't have to get scared every time I make a sound. Fact is, when you touch me it feels so good, that I just can't help making those sounds."

Chris could see the fear leaving the tracker's eyes, and feel the taut young body beneath him relax. He smiled and gave his friend a quick kiss. He put Vin's hand back on his chest, and the trembling fingers began their shy explorations again. Chris rewarded the bounty hunter with a long slow kiss, and let his own hands begin to roam freely over Vin's chest and belly. He deliberately never went lower than the younger man's navel.

Chris continued the kiss for a few minutes, and then moved his hands up to the top of Vin's shoulders. His cock was throbbing, and he could feel Vin's cock stirring against him. He was pretty sure Vin hadn't noticed his erection, and Chris planned to keep it that way for a while. He knew the other man would immediately freeze up if he felt Chris's need, and he didn't want anything distracting the young tracker from the way his body was feeling right now. He wanted Vin to enjoy every minute of this first encounter, and not worry about what Chris was going to do next. Chris deepened the kiss, and slid his body lower, until his cock was clear of Vin's torso. He parted Vin's legs with his knees and let his lower body rest on the bed. He could feel the tracker's body tensing and he continued stroking Vin's shoulders and kissing him, until he felt his tensed partner relax again. Chris smiled to himself, he was now in exactly the position he wanted to be, with Vin's cock against his stomach. He knew that his friends's body would react instinctively even if Vin wasn't sure what to do.

Chris put one hand behind the tracker's head, and pulled his head back so that Vin's tender neck was completely exposed. He reluctantly left off kissing the delicious mouth and moved his lips down to the little hollow at the base of Vin's throat. He began tracing a path with his lips and tongue, from Vin's neck up to his ear. He could feel Vin's cock coming to life against his belly. He kept hold of the back of Vin's head with one hand, but he moved his other hand to Vin's chest. He rubbed his hand lightly across Vin's nipple, and felt the younger man's low moan against his lips. Vin's cock was fully erect now, and straining against Chris's stomach. Chris kept kissing and licking Vin's neck, and playing with his nipple and waiting for nature to take it's course. He smiled when he felt the other man's hips thrust against his belly for the first time. The young tracker was trembling again, but Chris knew that it was from pure pleasure this time. Vin was moaning intermittently and his hands were clutching at Chris's shoulders. Chris didn't think he even realized, that the lower half of his body had developed a life of it's own. Chris moved his head down from Vin's throat, and took the nipple he wasn't fondling into his mouth. He used his tongue to tease the little nub, and then began sucking on it. Vin was writhing beneath him now, and the thrusting from his hips was faster and harder.

Chris knew that Vin was close, and he moved his attention back to his throat. He could feel tremors racing through Vin's whole body. A continuous moan was coming from the tracker now, and he was clinging desperately to Chris. Chris felt the hot juices from Vin's orgasm shoot onto his belly. He laughed triumphantly when a hoarse cry tore from the bounty hunter's throat.

"C~Chris, what's happening?"

The older man moved his mouth up to Vin's ear and whispered tenderly, "Exactly what's supposed to pard, exactly what's supposed to."

He pulled the younger man close, and rolled them both over until Vin was lying on top of him. The young tracker was still clinging to Chris's shoulders and his head was resting on the older man's chest. His ragged breathing was the only sound he made. Chris held him tenderly and stroked his hair with one hand, and his back with the other. He knew that regardless of what happened the rest of the night, Vin was gonna be fine.

TWENTY-FOUR

They stayed that way for a long time. Chris's cock was demanding attention, and he wanted a lot more than his own hand, leaning against an outhouse this time. However, Chris knew that Vin had a lot to sort out right now and he planned on giving his young partner all the time he needed. Up to this point, things had gone exactly the way Chris wanted them to and he didn't intend to ruin things, by rushing him now.

Vin held on to Chris, trying to figure out what he was feeling right now. Chris had made him feel things he'd never felt before. Things he couldn't quite reconcile in his mind, with the awful things Boyle and the other two had done to him. Yeah, he'd used his hand for release when his cock demanded it, but he had never felt anything this intense before. What he'd done with his hand, was nothing, compared to what he'd just done. He hadn't even realized it was the same thing, when it had happened. He was a little embarrassed about what he'd yelled at Chris, but he couldn't help it. The feelings Chris had awakened in him hadn't just make his cock feel good. Vin felt good right down to his toes right now. He still couldn't quite believe that Chris had been willing to do this for him. He wanted to tell the older man how he felt, but he wasn't sure he was going to be able to find the words to say what he wanted Chris to know. Well, maybe he couldn't find the words, but Vin was damned sure going to try.

"I ain't got the words for what I wanta tell you Chris," the tracker began earnestly. "I been alone for so long, ever since Standing Horse died. He was the only one, since my ma died, ever cared anything about what happened to me. I didn't have nobody else, till I met you and the others. And ain't nobody I ever knew, woulda been willing to do what you done for me. I'm grateful to you, Chris." Vin hid his face against the older man, too embarrassed to continue.

"Now, that sounds downright charitable pard," Chris told the younger man good- naturedly, and grinned wickedly, as he flipped the two of them over, so that he was looking down into Vin's startled blue eyes. "And I ain't feeling too charitable right now." With that, he kissed the confused tracker soundly. A thrill ran through his body when he felt Vin's tongue enter his mouth, and the tracker's arms go around his back. Chris continued the kiss for a minute, and then pulled back so he could meet Vin's eyes again. "Nope, I ain't feeling a bit charitable. What I am feeling, is hornier than hell. I want you, Vin. I want to make love to you, and touch you and have you touch me. What I want to know from you, is do you want that? I told you before, that nothing was gonna happen tonight, that you didn't want to happen. I meant that. If you don't want this, than I don't want it to happen." Chris watched Vin's eyes. Those blue depths showed every emotion the shy young man felt, and if he read obligation there, no matter what Vin said, Chris was going to end this here and now.

TWENTY-FIVE

Vin nodded slowly, and looked down. Did he want Chris to make love to him? He was feeling so many different things, that he wasn't exactly sure how to answer Chris. He thought about all the things his body had felt, this time and before.

"Yeah Chris, I want you to make love to me. I want to make you feel, like you made me feel." Vin's answer was practically a whisper and he colored again, but his eyes didn't waver when they met Chris's.

Chris could see the younger man's confusion and nervousness and something else. It wasn't obligation, but desire. Chris was sure of it, Vin wanted this. He smiled at the man he was holding. "Damn Vin, you look good enough to eat when you blush like that." Chris laughed delightedly when the tracker's pink cheeks turned bright red.

Vin's eyes dropped and Chris took pity on him. Grabbing one of the rags he'd thrown on the night stand earlier, Chris wiped Vin's belly and then he wiped down his own stomach. "No sense throwing cold "water" on the fire," he laughed down at the crimson tracker.

Chris finished cleaning the two of them up, and threw the rag back on the night stand. He leaned on his elbows and watched Vin for a minute. He seemed to be looking anywhere but at Chris. The tracker had something on his mind, Chris was sure of it. "Vin," he asked softly, "what is it?"

Vin's voice was barely a whisper, and Chris had to strain to hear the raspy drawl, "Chris, I ~ I wanta do this, I do, but the thing is, I ain't real sure what I'm supposed to do. I want you to like it Chris." Vin turned his flaming face into Chris's chest. He couldn't have said another word, if his life depended on it.

Chris bit back a laugh at Vin's words. Christ, he thought, Vin really had no idea how tempting he was. He hugged his shy friend affectionately and then pulled his chin up, until he was looking directly into Vin's eyes. Letting go of Vin's chin, he used his hand to gently push back a long curl that had strayed into the tracker's face. Chris smiled and planted a quick kiss, on Vin's lips. He knew that Vin was needlessly worrying about whether he could please his more experienced partner, and that if he let him keep on worrying, he would be too tense to enjoy what was happening. Chris had no intention of letting his young partner's insecurity interfere with their pleasure. Especially, since just the thought of Vin's sweet mouth, and those shy fingers touching him, was making his cock as hard as a fence post.

"I think we need to get a few things straight pard." Chris smiled, he didn't want Vin to think he was angry, even for a minute. "This mighta started with me wanting to help you, but it's not about that anymore. Vin, you don't have to worry about whether I'm liking this or not. I'm liking it real well. I am having one hell of a good time tonight, and when you kiss me or touch me ANYWHERE, it feels damn good. Now, if you don't mind, I ain't really in the mood for talking right now."

Vin nodded mutely, and Chris began kissing him. He decided to hold back a little, and see what the shy tracker would do. He ran his tongue along Vin's lips and parted them, but didn't enter his mouth. Vin's tongue made a sweet foray into his mouth, that sent shivers down Chris's spine. He moaned and the tracker froze for a second, but Chris was delighted when he felt the tongue begin it's exploration again. He finally gave his own tongue free rein to taste the delicious mouth again. Chris began stroking the soft skin of Vin's arms and chest and neck and belly. He wanted to pet every inch of Vin, until he had him purring like a cat.

Vin wasn't quite sure what to do with his hands, so he decided to do what Chris did. His whole body felt tingly when Chris stroked him like that, and he sure hoped the older man liked it as much as he did.

Chris's cock practically impaled the bounty hunter, when he felt Vin's calloused fingers brushing his belly and chest. Damn, if anyone had told him the best lay he'd had in over three years would be from a shy young tracker, with trembling fingers he'd have probably laughed in their face - before he shot them.

Chris felt Vin's cock pushing against him, and decided it was time for him to take the next step. Very slowly, and very gently, he began stroking Vin's belly lower and lower. He felt the other man tense a little, when he brushed his pubic hair for the first time. Chris didn't rush, he just kept on kissing and petting the tracker until he felt his body relax again. Only then did he finally touch Vin's swollen cock. Chris stroked the sensitive flesh once, and waited. He knew that his touch would both arouse and frighten his young partner, and he wanted to give him time to adjust, before he went further.

CONTINUE

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