The two men had been out on the trail for nearly two
weeks, and both were looking forward to returning home, in so much as Four
Corners was a 'home' to either of them. Vin really didn't mind being out
on the trail too much, though he had to keep an eye out for lawmen and bounty
hunters. Buck, on the other hand was pining for the company of a soft, willing
woman. Being on the trail didn't hold much excitement for him anymore. Now,
if Vin had been a woman, or even a willing bed-partner... He paused in
the middle of his story telling and glanced at his mostly silent companion.
Vin was listening to Buck's yarn with his normal bemused detachment, occasionally
accenting Buck's words with a few notes on his harmonica.
Vin glanced over at Buck as his narrative suddenly ground to a halt. "Bucklin?
Seems a mite strange place to end a story."
The tall gunslinger looked up a little startled. "Huh?" He hadn't realized
that he'd stopped talking. "Uh, no, I mean....heck, the rest wasn't any more
interestin than what I already told you." He shrugged and waved his hands
in dismissal, trying to remember exactly what he had been talking about.
His explanations were looked at in some surprise by Vin, since Buck had been
in the middle of a comment about a female companion, and it was just getting
to the good part. And Buck didn't usually end his ruminations before the
good part.
Vin tilted his head and squinted at him a bit. "Ya sure you're all right
Buck?
"Uh yeah, fine... just fine. Just missing the companionship of a warm and
willin body is all." Buck finally looked back at Vin. "So why is it, that
a healthy young feller like yourself ain't a bit more interested in the lovely
ladies, Vin?"
Vin gave him his little half-smile and replied, "Well, I just got a mite
more control than some. Learned it from the Indians."
Buck returned his comment with a disbelieving look, "Sure, and what else
did you learn from them, besides tracking and all?"
"A few things." A sly smile accompanied Vin's pronouncement.
Buck half smiled back. Is Vin flirting with me? Well, one way to find
out, and hope it doesn't get me shot. "A few things, huh? And knowing
you, you won't elaborate on that. Maybe you got other ways of satisfying
your needs?" Buck was trying to trod carefully here, after all a man could
get himself killed by asking the kinds of questions he was considering. And
Vin wasn't a man who missed what he was shooting at. Then there was the fact
that he considered the man a friend--a very good friend, and those weren't
easy to find. Oh sure, Buck made acquaintances very easily; he was a easy-going,
charming man. But finding a true friend; one you could trust with your life
and soul, well those were much harder to come by, and he considered the scruffy
young man sharing his campfire to be in that category. He looked back at
Vin--to see how he was taking that last question.
Vin was squinting at him again, no expression on his face. Uh, oh,
maybe he'd pushed too far with the very private hunter, and he was getting
ready to apologize for his less than subtle comments, when Vin replied.
"Could be. What ya askin?" Vin had certainly seen Buck after enough women
to know when he was pursuing one, and now he looked like he was fixin on
charming Vin into his bed. Vin's only concern was how far Buck wanted to
carry this plan.
Buck squirmed, not sure if he should continue this. After all, it wasn't
that much further home--a couple more days or so. Damn! If only Vin wasn't
so hard to read. "Uh well, it ain't real important Vin, just a stray
thought you know. No need to pursue it." Buck was sweating a bit by now.
He'd been accused in the past of jumping into things before fully thinking
them out, and usually they got him into hot water. Looks like he hadn't lost
that ability at all. He felt himself being examined by the tracker's piercing
blue eyes.
"Ya sure? You're lookin mighty uncomfortable for something that ain't important."
Vin was pretty sure he knew what Buck wanted to know, but his perverse sense
of humour just plain enjoyed making the man squirm just a bit.
By now Buck was really regretting starting this conversation, but his pride
demanded that he didn't back down, and he was curious. A quick look at Vin
didn't help--he had on his stoic face, but since he didn't look angry Buck
decided to chance it. "Fine, but remember, you wanted to know! Just wondering
if you'd ever lain with another man." There, he'd said it, now he just had
to hope Vin wouldn't blow his fool head off. He couldn't look at him.
After a long pause, a soft, raspy voice drawled. "Yeah, been with a few."
Buck's head whipped around to judge the seriousness of the statement. Vin
looked perfectly serious, and his eyes said he was telling the truth. Buck
exhaled rather loudly in relief. "Yeah?" he asked. Though it didn't really
surprise him; Vin was very attractive, otherwise Buck himself wouldn't have
been thinking along these lines to begin with.
"Yeah. It ain't considered wrong among the Indian people." Vin didn't elaborate
further, but that was enough for Buck anyway. He stared intently at him.
"So, are you interested in a charming, *handsome* gunfighter?" No way could
he ask this seriously, just in case Vin wasn't interested and turned him
down. He wasn't trying to put any pressure on him--just asking.
"Maybe. Who ya got in mind?" This time Buck was watching and knew the younger
man was teasing him. He figured something more direct was in order. Buck
leaned over slowly enough not to startle Vin, and brushed his lips against
Vin's, who returned his touch enthusiastically. Buck pulled him closer and
wrapped his arms around Vin, who responded in kind.
Damn! Vin had been kissed by men before, but not like this! No wonder
all those women kept coming after Buck. He seemed to put his whole personality
into his kissing, and Buck was very personable. Vin tried to respond
as best he could, wanting the infamous lover to know that he was enjoying
the kissing, but he was soon out of breath and pulled back a little. Buck
immediately stopped, checking to see if his partner was trying to back out.
But he smiled when he noticed the flushed features and soft panting.
"Looks like you're getting a mite warm there pard. Maybe we should remove
some of these clothes?" He didn't want to push Vin, but it was an easy way
to see if he was interested in going any further with this. Buck sincerely
hoped that he was, because beyond wanting some relief, he was truly enjoying
kissing the other man. Vin was likely less experienced than Buck, but he
was eager, and he tasted really good. Vin took a few quick deep breaths and
looked up at Buck, his blue eyes twinkling.
"Race ya for it." And Buck was quickly informed of what the race was, when
Vin reached for Buck's jacket and started to slide it down his shoulders.
The older man just threw his head back and laughed. "Ah, pardner, you got
about as much chance winning this, as JD has winning cards against Ezra.
I am the master, boy!" and with that he flipped Vin's hat off, and grabbed
his hide coat by the front and pulled it down over his shoulders. Of course
this tied both mens' arms up and neither one could get the other's coat off,
so after some tugging they let go and allowed their coats to be removed,
but then they were back at it. Only Buck decided to stack the odds in his
favour, and started to kiss Vin again as he untied his bandanna and quickly
slid it off. Vin of course got a bit distracted and he was enjoying the kiss,
until he felt cool air on his neck. His eyes flicked opened and he moved
back from Buck, giving him a glare which seemed not to bother Buck in the
least. So Vin immediately tried to play catch up, pulling Buck's bandanna
over his head, and knocking off his hat in the process. Then he grabbed the
suspenders and tried to pull those down, but they got tangled on the long
arms that were busily undoing Vin's shirt and underwear shirt buttons.
How the hell had he got those undone so fast? Vin wondered, and
while he was busy kissing me too! He quickly resumed his efforts trying
to reach Buck's shirt buttons, which was a little difficult since Buck's
long arms were in the way, and they permitted the taller man to keep out
of Vin's reach while he undressed Vin. But Vin wasn't without a few tricks
of his own, so he figured to even things out and flipped Buck sideways to
land in the dirt, and immediately pounced on him. Buck let out a surprised
"Oomph!" and muttered "More Indian teachin's?" in a sour voice. Vin just
grinned at him and went to work on the shirt buttons.
By now Vin was pretty much wearing a shirt on his arms only, and had busy
hands at his pants' fastenings while he was still struggling to get Buck's
shirt open. However Buck was doing some mumbling of his own. "Damn Vin, you
wear almost as many clothes as most of the ladies!"
Vin answered back, "Just be happy I ain't wearin no corset!" Buck started
to chuckle at that image, when Vin nipped at his neck.
"Whoa! Hey now there, Vin, I ain't no meal here!" He wrestled the smaller
man to his back, pulling the shirt and underwear off one arm. Vin used that
hand to get the rest of the shirt buttons, and tried to pull the shirt down
Buck's arms while pushing them away from his now open fly. Buck was enjoying
the warm hard body wriggling against him, and allowed Vin to get his shirt
off of him, and then pulled the shirt and underwear off Vin's other arm.
Vin glanced up at him and decided that he would have to use some underhanded
means to give him any chance of winning this. He relaxed and shifted his
hips--moving them against the fork of Buck's legs, and was rewarded with
a swift intake of breath and Buck's eyes flaring open. Buck looked down at
Vin, and was met with a totally unrepentant smirk. Fine, if that's how
he wants to play it, we can fight dirty. He gave Vin a nasty little smile,
and looking him in the eyes, slid one hand into Vin's open pants and into
his underwear. The tracker's smile disappeared, and was replaced with an
involuntary jerk of his hips and a gasp. His eyes were huge and the pupils
were becoming dilated, as he attempted to move away from the searching hand.
But Buck had a firm grip on him and continued stroking him, reaping the benefits
as Vin's movements brought him into contact with the gunfighter's own sensitive
area.
"I told ya Vin, you haven't got a chance against me in this game. Now, are
you gonna admit defeat, or should I teach you another lesson?" Buck could
afford to be smug, since he knew that Vin was getting too aroused to really
be able to think clearly. As long as he kept him from doing that, Buck was
in charge. Since Vin hadn't answered his question, he gave him a little squeeze,
evoking a soft moan from his victim.
Now Vin wasn't one to admit defeat often, but he was a practical man and
Buck certainly had him in a very delicate position. "All right, you win.this
one." He grumbled. Buck accepted his surrender and released his hold a bit,
leaning back in to kiss the slightly sulky mouth. Vin slid his arms around
Buck's back and pulled him down on top of himself, returning his kiss and
squirming against him--trying to arouse him with his whole body. Buck didn't
need much encouragement and concentrated on kissing his lover into complete
capitulation; moving from his swollen mouth, down his neck and sucked on
the hollow at the base of his throat.
Vin groaned his pleasure and arched his body against his tormentor. He could
feel Buck's arousal pressing against his belly and the rapid thrumming of
his heart next to his chest. By now the tracker was acting pretty much on
instinct--Buck's movements against him and his warm musky scent were driving
him out of his normal pragmatic nature back into his baser needs. His movements
against the other man became more rhythmic--striving to relieve the pressure
building in his groin. Vin pulled Buck tighter to him--his rough nails leaving
long red marks on Buck's broad back. A particularly deep scratch penetrated
Buck's haze of pleasure and he wrenched his head away from the nipple he
had been licking.
"Hey! Easy there boy." He regarded Vin with some surprise--the sharpshooter
was flushed and thrashing his head from side to side, the long hair damp
with sweat and clinging He to his face. The large blue eyes were closed and
he was panting as he thrust up against Buck. Buck smiled to himself; he had
no idea that Vin would be this passionate, but he was certainly enjoying
it. Vin opened his eyes to see why the wet torture had left his chest and
Buck could see the heat in his eyes. A nudge of a firm thigh against his
hard cock brought him out of his woolgathering, and he ran a hand up Vin's
flat stomach and massaged a peaked nipple.
"Ok, Vin, ole Buck'll take care of you...just be easy." A low growl was his
answer when he continued to caress Vin and lightly licked along Vin's lips.
Buck resisted Vin's attempts to pull him closer, and concentrated on tracing
the smooth skin of the younger man's belly and lower abdomen. Vin growled
in frustration, as his attempts to pull his lover to him were smoothly avoided
and those talented hands continued their southerly journey. He tried to glare
Buck into compliance, but the lean gunfighter only smiled and winked at him--his
eyes full of merriment and promise.
Vin groaned in desperation. "Buck, please....I need ya now."
Buck leaned in so close that his mustache tickled the rim of Vin's ear..."What
do you need me to do, Vin? A little more of this?", he stroked Vin's swollen
flesh again, smiling as it pulsed and Vin bucked against him. "Or maybe a
bit of this here?" and he slid his other hand under Vin's back and down into
his trousers to caress the smooth skin of his butt.
"Dammit Buck! Stop teasing and do it!" Vin ground out through clenched teeth.
"Do what, Vin?" Buck soothed softly into Vin's ear, enjoying the gasp of
pleasure. "Maybe you'd like me to lick you like one of those hard candies
in the store?" and he punctuated his question with a demonstration as he
licked the underside of Vin's leaking cock. The pure male scent of Vin's
arousal warned Buck that his own needs were becoming paramount. He reached
to ease his trousers down his hips and sighed with relief as his shaft was
freed. His expression quickly changed to one of acute pleasure as Vin grasped
him and squeezed. "I want ya to fill me Buck. So hard that I can taste ya."
He gave another squeeze and pulled on Buck's member as the big ladies's man
gasped and eagerly thrust into the encircling hand. "Ok, Vin...", he panted,
"Ya ever done this before?"
"Yeah, I know what to do." He gave Buck's cock a few more strokes just to
inspire him. Buck took the hint and dragged Vin's pants and underwear down
his legs and yanked off his boots and clothes. Then he stood and quickly
removed his own garments and left Vin to head for his saddlebags. Vin watched
the retreating figure with a crooked smile. For a tall man, that Buck
sure moved gracefully. Vin enjoyed the play and bunch of long muscles
as Buck bent to retrieve something and then stood and turned to come back.
Vin had to take a deep breath to keep himself from spilling his seed. The
man was huge! He'd never been with a man endowed like the large scoundrel
before and swallowed hard at the thought of that immense shaft riding him.
Vin rolled over onto his belly and Buck sucked in his breath at the sight
of the pale, round butt presented for his pleasure. While Buck loved women--their
softness, and gentle curves, the vision of Vin's firm body ready and willing
for him was even a greater turn-on. He crossed quickly to him and knelt down
to stroke Vin's back, feeling the lean muscles flexing beneath the soft skin.
Buck gently massaged the tracker's back and butt, and then reached for the
oil he had retrieved from his saddle bags. Vin was panting and rocking against
the bedroll, enjoying the friction and trying to wait for Buck to prepare
him. He didn't have long to wait, as long fingers traced the curves of his
ass and slid into the cleft.
"Open your legs a bit, Vin." Buck moved between Vin's thighs and with a slick
finger, found the secret place between his ass cheeks. Vin jerked in response
and lifted his hips slightly so Buck would have better access. Buck was taking
it slow, not sure how experienced his lover was and unwilling to hurt him,
but Vin was grunting and pushing back on his invading fingers-- trying to
force Buck to hurry.
"In a hurry are we Vin? I'm just don't want to hurt you now, is all."
Vin merely growled out, "Ya ain't hurtin me....I'm ready."
Since Buck could slide his fingers in easily, he had to assume that Vin was
right. He quickly coated himself and swatted Vin's butt. "Up on your knees,
pard." Vin let out a soft yelp, but quickly climbed to all fours and was
gratified to feel Buck press up close behind him.
Buck was thrilled to find that their heights were almost perfect for this
position; Vin's smaller stature caused his butt to fit right into the curve
of Buck's body and Buck's cock nestled in between the smaller man's ass cheeks.
A little maneuvering and the head of the larger man's shaft pushed against
the secret hole in Vin's body. Buck grasped Vin's hips, and asked, "You ready
Vin?"
Vin answered by pushing back hard and then shuddered when he was penetrated
by the tip of Buck's cock. Buck gasped at the heat and tightness, pausing
as much to regain his equilibrium, as to make sure his partner was all right.
"More...want more, Buck. Do it!" Vin was highly aroused and desperate for
Buck to move and finish the entrance. Buck fought to stay seated as his mount
jerked below him--his concerns about hurting Vin diminishing as he sank deeper
into the writhing, hot channel. Vin was wild beneath him, bucking and twisting
as he growled his pleasure at being totally filled by Buck's huge cock. It
hurt him a bit, but he reveled in the feeling of being stretched and stroked
from the inside. By the time Buck managed to slide completely in, he was
no longer too concerned about hurting his lover. Vin's groans and growls
were extremely arousing and he only paused for a quick minute before he started
to slide out again. His partner apparently had no desire for slow and languorous
sex, as he began to rock back and forth rapidly, trying to impale himself
even deeper on Buck's cock.
When Buck closed his hand around Vin's shaft, the tracker started bucking
even faster. Vin couldn't believe how much pleasure he was experiencing,
so he almost went out of his mind when the huge cock hit something inside
of him that caused him to see lights flash before his eyes--it was so intensely
powerful. He cried out and his whole body convulsed. Buck had to use his
other hand to grab the long hair to remain mounted on Vin.
Vin's wildness was quickly driving Buck toward imminent release and he rammed
into Vin as hard as he could, trying to bury his whole body in the slick
hot passageway. Both men were frantic, thrusting and grunting and Vin howled
as he finally spilled his seed into the big hand tugging on his cock. Buck
used the sudden cessation of movement to grab Vin's hips firmly and plunge
wildly into the clenching body beneath him.
Buck's sudden stillness and hoarse shout warned Vin to brace himself and
he felt the hot liquid fill him. He managed to stay on his knees until Buck
collapsed on top of him, then both men crashed to the bedroll totally spent.
THE END
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