TWENTY-SIX

Vin did tense up when Chris touched his cock, but he relaxed quickly when Chris whispered soothing words in his ear, and stoked his belly again. Vin wasn't quite sure what about Chris touching him there had scared him, but the way his cock was throbbing and the soft words Chris was whispering in his ear had chased his fear away. All he knew, was that Chris's touch was making his whole body feel good. He wanted the older man to keep touching him, and Vin was surprised to realize, he wanted to touch Chris.

Chris had easily soothed the frightened tracker, and was once again kissing the soft mouth, and petting the strong young body. He cautiously touched Vin's rigid cock again, and was pleased when his partner groaned with pleasure. Chris was so intent on being sure that Vin was relaxed and enjoying his caresses, that when trembling fingers unexpectedly touched Chris's cock, he almost lost control right then. He had to push away from the younger man, and roll onto his back to keep his twitching cock from exploding. He lay there breathing shakily for a few minutes. When Chris finally trusted his body not to betray him, he rolled over on his side to find Vin leaning on one elbow grinning at him. Vin might have been green as hell but he had eyes, and the sight of Chris's cock spasming and Chris's ragged breathing had given him a pretty good idea of what the older man's problem was. Chris tried giving Vin his best glare, but the bounty hunter's grin, dissolved into a fit of laughter. Chris growled at him, and Vin collapsed onto the bed, giggling like a schoolgirl. He pulled the pillow over his head, trying to stifle his laughter. Chris smiled indulgently at his young partner's back. He was thoroughly enjoying Vin's mirth. The tracker was usually so quiet and steady, that you forgot he wasn't much more than a kid.

Vin finally got his laughter under control and risked a cautious peek out from under the pillow. Chris was smiling easily and Vin smiled back at him.

Damn! Chris thought, Vin just had no idea at all how enticing his shyness was. All those blushes and his hesitance and now he was peeking up at Chris from under a pillow. It was enough to drive a man wild. If Chris had been in bed with anyone else, he'd have hauled them out from under that pillow and kissed the hell out of them. But, Vin was different. He was special. Chris wanted him badly, and he wasn't about to screw it up at this late stage. Vin was almost ready, but Chris knew that if he moved too quickly, or frightened the other man in any way, the night would end badly. Chris also knew that laughter could do more to relax Vin in five minutes, than he could stroking him and whispering to him for hours. So, Chris let him laugh. He was going to give his tantalizing young partner the time he needed, and then Chris was gonna finish what they'd started.

When Vin finally came all the way out, Chris was smiling down at him. He'd been a little nervous about Chris's reaction to his laughter, but he'd seen the smile behind Chris's glare. He was pretty sure Chris had growled at him to make him laugh on purpose. Chris leaned down and began kissing him softly and pretty soon Vin forgot just what he'd found so funny.

Chris's kisses became more demanding, and he was immensely pleased with the shy tracker's eager response. Vin's tongue was boldly exploring every inch of Chris's mouth. Chris began stroking Vin's belly and genitals and he was delighted with the soft moans of pleasure coming from the bounty hunter. Chris couldn't hold back a few moans of his own, when Vin's hand brushed his cock. Chris's cock was rock hard again and he could feel Vin's stiff cock throbbing when he stroked him. Neither man was going to be able to hold back much longer. Chris knew that it was time.

TWENTY-SEVEN

Chris moved his hands from Vin's body to stroke his face and hair. Easing back from kissing his partner, he waited for the tracker's questioning eyes to meet his. Chris wanted to give Vin the choice that had been taken from him so long ago. "Vin, will you let me make love to you now? Chris could see the panic in Vin's eyes. His frightened partner gave a short strangled cry, and began trembling. He grabbed onto the older man's shoulders. Chris rolled onto his side and stroked Vin's back, while Vin hid his face in Chris's neck. Chris was furious with himself. He couldn't believe how badly he'd misjudged Vin's readiness. He tried to figure out what to say to his shaken friend. Before he could decide what to say, he heard Vin's raspy drawl.

"I want to do this, but I'm scared." Vin's shaky voice was almost a whisper as he continued. "I'm scared I'll see them and not you. Chris, I don't think I can do this if I can't see you."

Chris hugged him close and said a silent thank you to that nameless man who'd shown him what he needed to know now. "It's OK, Vin. I know what I'm doing. I promise, you'll be able to look right in my eyes the whole time." Chris could see the hurt and the fear in those dark blue eyes. And the courage, as the tracker nodded mutely. Chris felt an overwhelming sense of pride, at the faith Vin was putting in him. He hugged him again and told his frightened young friend gently, "I won't hurt you Vin, and if you need for me to stop, I will." Chris sure hoped he didn't have to keep that promise, but he would if Vin needed him to.

Chris kept stroking Vin's back, until he felt the tracker stop shaking. He stroked lower on his back until he was brushing the rounded curves of his bottom. Vin tensed, and Chris soothed him softly and kept stroking his back and butt. He felt the tension leave his partner's body, and he began kissing his face and neck softly. When Chris kissed him gently on the mouth again, Vin kissed him back. Soon, they were kissing passionately again.

Chris put his hand on Vin's thigh and began stroking gently. He wasn't trying to arouse the other man. Hell, they were both as aroused as they could get. He slowly moved his hand closer to the spot his cock was aching for. He kissed Vin gently, and reached for the little bottle of oil, he'd put on the night stand. Chris whispered into Vin's ear. "I'm going to touch you now. I promise I won't hurt you."

TWENTY-EIGHT

Vin wanted this, but he was scared as hell. He knew that if the fear became too strong, Chris would stop and hold him and rub his back and whisper soothing things in his ear. Chris was his lifeline, and Vin clung to him.

Chris poured a little of the oil onto his hand and put the bottle back on the night stand. He felt Vin tense when he touched the small opening. Chris used his other hand to stroke the younger man's face. He kissed him gently, and let his finger just brush the sensitive opening over and over.

Vin whimpered a little when Chris finally inserted the tip of one oiled finger into the tight opening. Chris stopped moving and held him tightly and soothed him until he felt Vin's body relax a little. Chris began placing feathery kisses on his neck and teasing one of Vin's nipples with his other hand. Chris smiled against Vin's neck, when he heard the first tiny moan of pleasure come from the bounty hunter. Only then did he move his finger further inside of Vin.

Chris let his kisses trail down from Vin's neck to cover his chest. He took a pink nipple into his mouth and began sucking on it and teasing it with his tongue. All the while, he kept moving that finger, gently teasing the inside of the young tracker's bottom. Chris let his other hand roam freely, delighting in the feel of the soft skin covering the firm stomach and chest.

Vin couldn't believe how good his body was feeling right now. When Chris had told him he was going to touch him, Vin's heart started pounding so hard, he felt like it was going to explode. He'd grabbed onto Chris's strong shoulders and held on for dear life. But Chris had promised he wouldn't hurt him, and he hadn't. In fact, it felt damn good. Vin's whole body was throbbing pleasantly and he knew that he wanted Chris to feel the same way. So, he cautiously let go of one of Chris's shoulders and stroked the older man's neck and shoulder.

When Chris felt the tracker let go of his shoulder, he held his breath and waited. Was Vin finally so frightened he couldn't continue? When he felt Vin's fingers brush his neck, Chris felt his cock throb. It was getting hard as hell to keep his cock under control, but Chris was determined to do just that. He'd made Vin a promise. There was no way Chris was gonna let his raging cock make him break that promise.

Slowly, Chris added another oiled finger. Vin barely tensed, and he didn't stop stroking Chris. Chris lifted his mouth from Vin's nipple, and moved his head to kiss the other man passionately. Vin kissed him back and Chris felt the tracker let go of his other shoulder. Vin was touching his chest and his belly and Chris didn't bother to try to hide his own moans of pleasure from his partner.

Chris felt Vin's hips thrust upward and smiled to himself. It was good to know he wasn't the only one having a hard time waiting. He eased his body to the side of Vin's so there was nothing for the tracker's cock to rub against. He moved close to Vin's ear and whispered softly, "Not yet, pard. Just relax and let me do the work this time, OK?"

Vin moaned a protest when he felt Chris's body move away from his. He heard Chris's soft words in his ear, and he kissed Chris's neck, where the pulse was throbbing so invitingly in front of his mouth. He heard Chris gasp, and laughed softly. Everything felt so good, the things Chris was doing to him, and the things he was doing to Chris. He liked touching Chris as much as he liked the way he felt when Chris touched him.

Chris was thrilled when he felt Vin's first soft kiss flutter against his neck. Vin's first hesitant responses to Chris's touch, had given way to shy kisses and caresses that weren't reactions to the older man's touch. There was no question they were advances designed to please Vin's partner. And Chris was thoroughly pleased with his young partner.

TWENTY-NINE

Chris let himself enjoy those fluttery little kisses Vin was trailing down his neck for a few minutes before he claimed the soft lips with his own again. He kissed the young tracker gently - and inserted another oiled finger. Chris felt a thrill run through him when Vin didn't tense. Not only didn't he tense, he pushed back onto Chris's fingers and moaned softly. Chris kissed him harder and began using his fingers to gently stretch the bounty hunter's delicate tissues. His fingers were stretching - and searching.

Chris knew what he was looking for. He wanted to find that spot inside of Vin that he remembered. He'd almost come up off the bed when that cowboy had first hit that secret place inside of him with his fingers. Chris remembered the way the man had laughed and told him he just didn't know what he was missing all those years. Well, Chris wouldn't laugh at him, but he sure wanted Vin to feel that too.

Chris knew by the way Vin jumped, when he finally hit the spot he was looking for. The tracker almost hit his head on the back of the bed when Chris touched the small bump inside of him. Chris took back some of the nasty things he'd yelled at that cowboy. Christ, it was hard not to laugh, but Chris wouldn't. There was no way he was going to risk spoiling this now, by laughing at his young partner. Instead he hugged him closer and kissed him fiercely, all the while massaging that tiny bump. Vin was moaning and his cock was seeping when Chris stopped kissing him and asked him softly, "Vin, are you ready for me?"

Vin met Chris's eyes and he nodded. He wasn't afraid anymore. Well, maybe just a little. But, Chris had promised he wouldn't hurt him. And he'd kept that promise all night. Not only, hadn't he hurt him, but Chris had made his whole body feel good. Chris had known when Vin needed him to wait and he'd waited. He trusted Chris and he wanted him.

Chris kissed him gently and took his fingers out of Vin's body. He quickly used a rag to wipe his hand and grabbed one of the pillows off the bed. Vin looked at him with a puzzled expression and Chris told him gently, "It's easier if we raise you up some."

Vin colored and Chris smiled at him. He hoped Vin could blush like that for a long time. When Vin finally found someone he could love, Chris was sure they'd find that shyness as appealing as he did. He felt an odd pang, but he pushed it aside. He wasn't sure he wanted to know, what had made him feel that way. He'd just concentrate on what was happening here. He got the pillow under Vin's body and reached for the little bottle of oil. He noticed that Vin was tracking his hands, with his eyes. Chris bent over and whispered to him gently. "Vin, remember I won't hurt you, and we can stop if you need to." Vin nodded mutely and Chris could see the fear he was trying to hide. He poured oil into his hands and used one hand to lubricate his cock. With his other hand, he gently massaged the tight entrance. Chris was ready and he gently spread Vin's legs as far as he could. Chris kissed him softly, and then whispered in his ear. "Are you ready?" Vin grabbed onto Chris's shoulders again and whispered his own answer. "Yes."

Chris pulled him close and whispered soothingly to him, while he maneuvered his cock into position. He pushed against the delicate opening and felt Vin tense. He kissed the tracker gently and pushed harder against the opening. Vin gasped when Chris's cock finally pushed into his body. Chris could feel his heart pounding and he stopped moving. He rubbed Vin's back and whispered softly to him. When he was sure the younger man was ready, Chris moved further into the warm heat his cock was demanding. Vin tensed, but only a little. Chris pushed slowly into the tight passage. It felt so good to sink into the warmth of the strong young body. Chris wanted to make love to him all night.

Vin was terrified when Chris's cock began pushing it's way into his body. He bit his lip, but couldn't keep the gasp from escaping when he felt the tight opening give way to the rigid shaft demanding entrance. He could barely breathe and he clung tightly to the older man. He could hear Chris's soothing voice and feel the gentle hand rubbing his back. Chris wasn't moving and Vin's terrified mind realized, that there was no pain. Slowly, the gentle hand and soothing voice were eroding his fear. When Chris moved again, Vin tensed a little, but Chris began alternately kissing him gently and whispering softly into his ear. Chris stopped whispering to him and kissed the soft skin on his neck. When Chris began teasing his neck with his tongue and nibbling and kissing the sensitive skin, Vin forgot just what he was afraid of. All he could think about was how Chris's mouth was making him feel. A small moan escaped him. And, Vin barely noticed when Chris's cock pushed it's entire length into his body.

Chris heard the small moan and wanted to shout. Everything he'd hoped for from tonight was happening. Chris had been sure, that all the young tracker needed was a partner he trusted, who cared enough to be patient and gentle with him.

THIRTY

Chris trailed gentle kisses from Vin's neck, back to his mouth and kissed him softly. Slowly, he pushed into the tight passageway of the other man until his cock was buried in the soft warmth it had been begging for. Chris found the blue eyes with his. He remembered his promise to the young tracker that he would be able to look right in his eyes the whole time. Chris whispered softly, "Are you ready?"

Chris was almost undone when he saw the want in the blue eyes that met his. Chris saw something else too. Along with the desire, he read trust and for the first time all night, there was no fear.

Vin's blue eyes were dark with passion when he looked into Chris's eyes. He was truly unafraid. Chris was holding him and Chris was inside of him and Vin wanted Chris to make love to him. He knew he was blushing again, but he didn't care. "Yeah Chris, I want you to make love to me now."

Chris heard the whispered answer and saw the pink color that was so enticing flow into the tracker's cheeks. Willing himself not to lose control, he bent and kissed his partner passionately. At the same time he began a slow rhythm, burying his cock deeply in the young tracker and then slowly pulling back until only the head was still inside the softness his cock craved. His cock wanted to thrust hard, but Chris wouldn't give into his cock's demands. Not just yet. Vin just needed a little while longer. So Chris let his hands roam over the tracker's body stroking and petting until he felt Vin's hands let go of his shoulders and begin stroking him. Just a little while longer he told his screaming cock. Chris began kissing Vin's neck and he kept moving his cock slowly. His roaming hands touched every part of Vin's torso, except his rigid cock. The young tracker was moaning with pleasure and still Chris wouldn't touch him there. He kept his own cock under iron control, not allowing it to thrust harder than the slow sensual rhythm he'd established.

And then he heard it, what he'd been waiting for all night it seemed. A short gasping plea. "C~Chris please, I~I need. . ." Vin didn't know how to finish, he wasn't sure what he needed.

Chris was. This was everything Chris had wanted all night. He was making love to Vin and the young tracker was begging him for more. And Chris had every intention of giving him what he needed. Chris reached for the little bottle of oil and poured a small amount onto his hand. It coated his hand and he was ready. There was just one more thing to take care of before he gave into his cock's demands. Chris kissed the young tracker and told him gently "Vin, if I hurt you, tell me and I'll stop right away."

Vin was so lost in the way he was feeling, he barely heard Chris. His body was throbbing and tingling and crying out for something. Something he wanted from Chris. And he was sure Chris would give it to him, whatever it was.

Chris kissed him thoroughly and began to caress his swollen cock with his oil slicked hand. At the same time he finally gave into his cock's need and began to make love to the young tracker without the iron control he'd demanded all night. His thrusts were becoming faster and harder as his cock impossibly seemed to grow harder. His hand was moving along his partner's rigid cock in time with his own thrusts. He could hear the low moans coming from Vin, and he stopped thinking about anything but the way he was feeling.

Vin's body was shaking with pleasure. Chris was kissing him and stroking him. His cock was thrusting into Chris's slick hand and Chris's cock was moving inside of him. And it didn't hurt. Nothing hurt. Everything Chris was doing made him feel wonderful. And he didn't want it to stop.

Chris's cock was thrusting with a mind of it's own now. And he let the swollen member have it's way. And he tasted the young tracker's mouth and neck and chest. And he let his free hand wander where it wanted. And he moved his other hand up and down Vin's rigid cock. And he could feel the tingling beginning in his spine.

Vin's body was a frenzy of sensations, all of them good. Chris's mouth was everywhere and his hands were stroking Vin. And Chris's cock would hit that special place inside of him. And Vin felt the tremor's racing through him and exploding from his cock. And he couldn't keep from clutching at Chris or screaming his name as the hot juices poured from his cock.

Chris heard Vin screaming his name and felt his orgasm. He thrust deeply into the young bounty hunter and kissed him fiercely and felt the shudders racking his body as his cock finally found the release it had been demanding. His seed shot out of his cock and Chris yelled wordlessly as his orgasm seemed to consume his entire body. He collapsed onto the tracker and both men lay breathing raggedly for several long minutes.

THIRTY-ONE

Chris was aware of how uncomfortable his partner must be, but it was still several minutes before he could summon the energy to roll off of Vin. He used one of the clean rags from the night stand and gently cleaned his young partner. Vin just lay there panting and staring unfocused at the ceiling. Chris cleaned himself up and lay on his back and pulled Vin into his arms.

They lay there contentedly for a long time, neither man speaking. Chris was stroking Vin's back in a slow easy rhythm and Vin was idly playing with the sparse hairs on Chris's chest.

Vin couldn't quite make sense, of everything that had happened tonight. Chris had done the exact same things they had done. And, he'd liked every one of them. Everything was the same, but nothing was the same. Chris had told him it was supposed to feel good. And it did. But, how could those things feel good? He really wanted to talk to Chris, but - Vin glanced at Chris's face. He was smiling down at him - how could he find the words to ask Chris about these things? Hell, he couldn't even manage to put two words together, when Chris had been asking him them embarrassing questions. Vin sighed, maybe he'd be able to use some of that sign language he'd been thinking of taking up.

Chris could tell Vin had something on his mind. Chris knew that he was bound to be confused as hell. Everything he'd believed, was turned inside out. And, Chris thought, he'd bet a good chunk of money, that the shy bounty hunter, wanted to talk to him, but he was having a hard time putting words to it. Well, he'd gladly help Vin with this too. Chris shifted, so that he was on his side facing Vin. "What is it, Vin?' Chris asked softly, as their eyes met.

Vin flushed, as he looked at Chris. Sometimes, he thought, it seemed like Chris could read his mind. "I ain't sure, Chris" he began slowly, in his raspy drawl. "It's all mixed up in my head. You done the same things, as them three did, but it weren't the same at all . . ."

Chris cut him off with gentle fingers on his lips. "Nothing we did, was the same as what they did to you. Vin, what they did was about taking. Taking, because you're bigger and stronger, and because it's what you want. There's real ugly words for what they did. What happened here tonight, was about two people who care about one another, sharing. Giving to each other, because they want to. It's what making love is all about." Chris was overcome with the truth of his own words. His voice broke, and he couldn't speak for a few minutes.

Vin didn't trust himself to speak, afraid his own voice would be as full of emotion as Chris's. His hand was steady, as he reached out and touched Chris's cheek. His eyes were soft, as he nodded at Chris to let him know he understood.

Chris saw those damn blue eyes, so full of emotion, looking at him and felt his body begin to stir again. He couldn't believe how easily, this shy young man could arouse him. Vin's innocence touched him in a way no one had done, except Sarah. His voice was still shaky as he growled, "Damn boy, you better point them eyes in some other direction, or you're liable to find yourself, stuck with an old man in your bed."

Vin blushed deeply, but he kept his eyes locked on Chris's. His voice was barely audible, "I don't think I'd mind too much." He took a deep breath and asked, "Chris, what happens now?"

Chris felt things spinning out of control rapidly. How the hell, had such a simple plan, gotten so damned complicated? Vin was telling him, he wouldn't mind having him in his bed. And, he was asking the question, Chris had known was coming all night. He didn't have any better answer for the younger man, than the one he'd come up with before they'd ever started this. "Vin, after tonight, I just don't know. This was supposed to be something we'd both enjoy, and then we'd go back to the way things were. Hell, that might still be what happens. I just can't tell you for sure. The only thing I know for sure, is that I'm not sorry I'm here right now."

Vin nodded at him, and spoke quietly. "Chris no matter what, I'll always be grateful to you, for what you done for me tonight." Vin stroked Chris's cheek again, and Chris reached out and pulled him close.

Chris kissed him. It was gentle, but deepened into a passionate embrace. They made love again, sensuously, but with the urgency of lovers, who knew they might be spending their last night together.

When they were done, Chris held him close. They drifted into sleep, neither man willing to think about what would happen later. Tomorrow would be soon enough, to deal with what came next.

For tonight, they were content to sleep. And to dream.

THE END