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Chris is not mine. Vin is not mine. They belong to each other.
Vin swayed slightly, and would have fallen if Chris hadn't caught him. "Whoa cowboy, where do you think you're going?" Chris laughed a little, as he eased Vin down on his bed. The tracker had hit his head on the bar, courtesy of a cowboy twice his size. Nathan was worried he might have a concussion. Buck had 3 broken ribs, and was asleep on the bed in Nathan's clinic. Vin didn't have any place to sleep but his broken down old wagon, and Nathan wanted someone to watch him. Chris smiled again, as he thought of the fit Vin had thrown, when Nathan said he couldn't be left alone. It had been amusing for the first 15 minutes, but Chris was tired and wanted to get some rest. Knowing that neither one of his stubborn friends was going to back down, Chris had offered, no, dictated the solution. Vin would sleep in Chris's bed tonight, and Chris would sleep in the chair. Vin had balked, but relented when Chris told him, "My room or the jail. You decide." Vin had still grumbled plenty, but by the time they got to Chris's room he was so dizzy, that having someone with him was starting to seem like a good idea.Sometimes, keeping the peace around this town, just wasn't worth the $5.00 Judge Travis paid them all, Chris sighed.
There was enough light from the full moon outside his window, that Chris could see clearly. The tracker's fingers weren't working much better than his legs were, Chris observed. So, he helped Vin get his boots and gun off. Chris tossed the boots aside, and began untieing the thong that held Vin's gun in place. Damn! Just touching the inside of Vin's thigh, Chris felt his body stirring. The knot was being stubborn, and it took several minutes for Chris to get it undone. Of course, Chris thought wryly, his suddenly clumsy fingers might have something to do with the stubborness of the knot.
Hell! He'd known for weeks that he wanted his young partner. He'd known a lot longer than that, Chris decided. He'd only admitted it to himself a couple of weeks ago. He'd been trying to figure out what he was going to do about those feelings and now the bounty hunter was here, in his bed, and Chris couldn't do a damn thing. The knot finally gave, and Chris stood Vin up to take his gunbelt off. He hoped his clumsy fingers would work long enough for him to get the buckle undone. Chris looked down at the belt, and felt a thrill run through him when he noticed something else entirely. Vin had an erection of his own.
Chris looked up at Vin sharply, and saw the bluest eyes he'd ever seen looking at him full of shame. And desire. Vin's cheeks were bright red, and he was trying to avoid Chris's eyes. Damn! Chris had just never thought that maybe Vin wanted him just as bad as he wanted Vin.
Quietly, "Vin?"
Just as softly, "Chris."
The question and answer were unspoken, like so many other things between them. But, like so many other things between them, they both understood instantly what had just been decided.
Chris finished taking Vin's gunbelt off, and his coat. He eased the lanky tracker back down to the bed, and hung them on the coat rack that stood in a corner of his tiny room. He hung his own gunbelt up, and locked the door. Coming to sit beside Vin on the bed, he took his own boots off.
Turning towards Vin, Chris saw the uncertainess in the blue eyes. He put a hand on Vin's cheek and stroked softly. Vin closed his eyes and turned his face into the caress. Reaching out to Chris, Vin put his own hand on Chris's cheek. Chris pulled Vin closer and brushed his lips softly against the tracker's.
Vin responded by deepening the kiss. He reached a hand behind Chris's head, and pulled him down as Vin leaned back onto the pillows. He ran his tongue along Chris's lips, until they parted slightly. Vin slipped his tongue inside of Chris's mouth, and began a slow explore. Vin's other hand was running the length of Chris's spine in a seductive rhythym.
Chris felt his cock straining against the restrictive denim pants he wore. Any worrys Chris had, that Vin wasn't sure what he was doing, vanished. Vin's reaction wasn't because he was disoriented from the head injury. The tracker really wanted him. And Chris was going to give the bounty hunter exactly what he wanted.
Chris pushed his tongue inside of Vin's mouth at the same time his hands were busily unbuttoning the younger man's shirt. His previously clumsy fingers were suddenly nimble again and he had Vin's shirt open in seconds. Chris was torn between touching Vin and getting his pants unbuttoned for a moment. Chris decided to make the delicious anticipation last a little longer. So he wrapped one hand in Vin's luxourious mane and deepened his kiss. All the while, his other hand was unbuttoning the tight tan pants Vin wore.
Vin was so lost in the sensations from kissing Chris and touching him, he was barely aware of his clothes being undone. He knew he should respond in kind, but he couldn't. Vin had had a few lovers, but no one had ever made him feel the way he was feeling right now. The one man he'd been with before, hadn't been interested in doing anything but fucking plain and simple. Oh, he'd taken care not to hurt Vin, but that was it. He'd oiled himself and Vin, and he'd went at it. No kissing, no foreplay. Just fucking. It had been a miserable experience Vin had never cared to repeat until now. Now, nothing in the world could make him break off this kiss. Nothing could make him stop touching Chris.
Nothing except Chris Larabee. Chris had Vin's pants and shirt open and he wanted them off. He wanted to see all of his lover. He wanted to touch all of him, to taste all of him. He wanted every bit of Vin. So, Chris pushed back until he could see the man he was making love to.
Vin moaned a protest when Chris broke off the kiss. He opened his eyes to find the older man looking lustfully at him. He was surprised to realize that his clothes were completely undone. "Take 'em off" Chris demanded huskily.
Vin grinned wickedly and stretched his arms over his head slowly, exposing the length of his body to Chris's gaze. He pulled his shirt off, with slow exaggerated movements. Vin saw Chris running his eyes over Vin's body, and he put his hands on the waistband of his pants and slowly started to push them down his hips. Suddenly Vin stopped and stared boldly at Chris. His eyes slowly traveled the length of the gunfighter's fully clad body, before meeting Chris's eyes again. "You plannin' on takin' any o' them clothes off, anytime soon?" Vin's drawl was thick with passion.
Chris reacted by taking Vin's ear into his mouth and tonguing it until Vin couldn't think clearly. "Off." Chris growled into his ear, as his hand tugged Vin's pants lower.
The tracker complied, no longer capable of playful resistance. At that moment, if Chris had told him to stand naked in the hallway, Vin didn't think he would have the will to refuse.
In seconds Chris was feasting his eyes on the bounty hunter's nude body. Vin could feel himself blushing. He was beginning to feel very uncomfortable at being on display, when Chris brought his eyes around to meet Vin's again. Vin could see naked lust and admiration in those beautiful hazel eyes.
"God, you're beautiful." Chris's voice dripped with passion, as he claimed the younger man's mouth in a fierce kiss. Breaking off the kiss, Chris began exploring Vin's body in earnest. His hands were touching every part of the tracker. Caressing and stroking and squeezing. He used his mouth to blaze a fiery trail from Vin's neck to his ankles. Kissing and licking and sucking and nibbling his way down. Chris took one brown nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, sucking and biting on it gently, while his hands caressed Vin's belly and thighs. He used his mouth to get the other nipple hard, before kissing his way down to Vin's belly button. He thoroughly tongued the dimpled flesh, delighting in the soft moans coming from his lover. Chris wanted to make Vin crazy with need, before he made love to him.
Chris was well on his way to accomplishing his goal. Every touch of Chris's hands and mouth seemed to ignite the nerve endings in Vin's body. He couldn't think. All he could do was feel. Feel that mouth and those hands turning his body into a throbbing, aching, need. He wanted Chris so badly, he couldn't do anything but lie there and moan his pleasure as Chris continued to explore every inch of him.
Chris had worked his way down Vin's leg and back up the other one, stopping to kiss the back of the trackers knees. He opened his mouth and trailed his tongue along the inside of Vin's thigh. The tracker was twisting his hands in Chris's hair and moaning almost continuously. Chris avoided touching Vin's cock as he made his way back up his body. He cupped the tracker's balls, and stroked gently feeling the heavy weight of the full sacs. Chris laughed softly to himself when he heard the tracker gasp out his name.
"Oh God, Chris." Vin thought he was going to explode when Chris started fondling his balls. God he wanted Chris to make love to him so bad he could hardly stand it. "Please ~ Chris, ~ I need ya ~ so bad." Vin panted.
Chris knew what Vin wanted so desperately and he gave it to him. He closed his lips over the tracker's throbbing cock, and sucked and tongued him mercilessly. The tracker was writhing beneath him, and Chris could feel his hips beginning to buck. He knew Vin was nearing the edge and Chris sucked harder. He fondled Vin's balls and he ran one hand past them and used it to knead Vin's ass.
"GOD! CHRIS!" Vin's orgasm spurted into Chris's mouth and the gunfighter swallowed the creamy fluid and continued to use his lips and tongue and hands to tease the bounty hunter. Chris was determined to make this an experience the younger man would never forget.
There was no chance Vin would ever forget this night. He'd never felt this way in his whole life. Every nerve ending in his body was tingling and throbbing with pleasure. Vin couldn't think of anything except those warm hands and lips touching him. Kissing him. Stroking him. Several minutes had passed and Chris was slowly making his way up Vin's belly. He could feel Chris's tongue pushing into his belly button, while he nibbled the edges with his teeth. God, it felt so damned good. Vin wanted desperately to touch Chris. To kiss him and to make Chris feel the way he was feeling. He twined his fingers through Chris's short blond locks, even as his body arched upward to meet those teasing lips.
"Chris, I - want - to - feel . . . ooooohhhh" Vin's words dissolved into a moan, as Chris took a throbbing nipple into his mouth.
Chris smiled when Vin's gasping words turned into an acknowledgement of the pleasure the tracker was feeling. Chris tongued the hardened nub a little longer, before he kissed his way up Vin's chest to his neck. He teased the younger man, kissing and petting him, until he felt Vin's cock getting hard against his leg again. Pausing to nibble at the hollow under Vin's Adam's Apple, Chris slowly moved closer to the luscious mouth.
Vin moved his hands out of Chris's hair and down his back. He was frustrated by the feel of the cloth underneath his hand. When the hell was Chris going to take his clothes off? He'd made Vin feel so damn good and Vin wanted to make him feel the same way. He wanted to know what Chris's body felt like, to know what Chris felt like inside of him. Damn. What if Chris didn't want that? Didn't want Vin to touch him. Maybe that's why he wouldn't take his clothes off.
Chris was kissing Vin's neck just under his ear, when he felt the younger man push him away. Startled Chris looked to see Vin trying to get up.
"What's wrong Vin?" Concern and confusion were evident in Chris's voice.
"Maybe you oughta tell me." Chris thought he detected a note of hurt in the raspy drawl. Chris hadn't moved and Vin was struggling to get out from under him.
Chris grabbed his shoulders and held him still. "Tell me what's wrong." Chris demanded.
Vin's cheeks were bright red and his face was turned to the side. His answer was barely audible. "How come you don't want me to touch you?"
Chris stared at him in disbelief for a few seconds, before he burst out laughing. Vin glared at him while he tried to get his laughter under control.
Chris leaned down and gave Vin a quick kiss. Pushing back to where he could see his lover again, Chris smiled and asked softly, "Now, where the hell'd you get the idea I don't want you to touch me?"
Chris could see how embarassing Vin was finding the conversation, by the red color staining his cheeks and his lowered eyes. Reaching out, the older man tenderly stroked Vin's cheek. "Just tell me Vin." Chris's voice was soft and gentle.
Vin met Chris's eyes for a moment before he lowered his again. He knew he was blushing and it added to the embarassment he was feeling. "You ain't let me do nothing and you ain't taken a stitch o' clothes off." The bounty hunter whispered and closed his eyes.
Chris smiled gently at the young man lying beneath him, even though Vin's eyes were closed. He placed soft kisses on Vin's lips for a moment, before rolling onto his back and pulling Vin on top of him. He cradled the younger man, stroking his hair with one hand and his back with the other. "Vin," Chris began quietly. "If I'd taken my clothes off, or let you touch me before, I'd never have held out long enough to make you feel the way I wanted you to feel. I want you so bad right now, if you don't kiss me ---"
Anything else Chris might have said was lost, when Vin lifted his head and kissed him passionately. Vin might have been embarassed, but he was also damn glad Chris wanted to do this. And Vin aimed to make sure that Chris liked it every bit as much as he did.
Vin's ideas weren't quite working out the way he planned. He couldn't seem to make his fumbling fingers unbutton Chris's shirt while he kissed him. Shit, Vin cursed silently, Chris had his clothes completely open and Vin hadn't even known he was doing it. Vin kissed Chris for a few more minutes. A few more minutes of useless fingers not getting Chris's shirt open.
"Aw, hell!" Vin cursed as he stopped kissing Chris and concentrated on working the buttons of Chris's shirt loose. "How'd ya do this without lookin'?"
Chris gave his partner a wicked grin, before pulling him into a slow kiss. Rolling over on top of Vin, he kissed him long and deep, before he pushed himself up and off the bed. "I reckon I've had a mite more experience with buttons than you have." Chris informed him mischievosly.
Vin's attention was rapt as Chris gave the tracker an eyeful. He unbuttoned each button of his shirt slowly and pulled it off with graceful movements. Vin's experience was limited to quick encounters with working girls and that one thoroughly disappointing time with his old partner. Nothing in those liasons had prepared the young man for the excitement of a lover who's only goal was to arouse and satisfy one long haired ex bounty hunter. Chris unbuttoned his fly with tantalizingly slow movements and Vin couldn't take it anymore.
Climbing off the bed he stood in front of Chris and took hold of his hands. His blue eyes brimmed with desire as he whispered. "Let me."
Chris smiled and kissed him lightly. "Do whatever you want to do." Chris's silky voice gave Vin his approval.
Vin put his hands on the back of Chris's head and kissed him hard. Their tongues met and caressed one another for long minutes, before Vin began exploring Chris's neck. He kissed every inch and used his tongue to tease the older man's Adam's Apple. He moved his mouth around to where Chris's neck and shoulder met and suckled gently before moving lower. Swirling his tongue around Chris's nipple, he bit down gently, not hard enough to hurt, just hard enough to cause Chris to gasp out loud with pleasure. Vin's hands roamed over his chest and around Chris's back. He couldn't believe how good it felt to touch Chris this way.
Kneeling Vin used shaky fingers to finish unbuttoning Chris's pants. He pulled the trousers and Chris's underwear down. Chris put his hands on Vin's shoulders to steady himself as he stepped out of his pants. He kicked them aside and stood with his legs spread slightly apart. Vin looked up at him questioningly and Chris smiled encouragingly. His hands massaged Vin's shoulders. He could feel the muscles tensed beneath his fingers. Vin's nervousness was evident by the uncertainty Chris had seen in his eyes. Leaning over he gave Vin a gentle kiss. "It's OK, you can do what you want to do." Chris whispered softly into his ear. Straightening Chris felt the tracker take his cock into his hands. He moaned and stroked Vin's shoulders. God, he was loving this night.
Vin was glad Chris could read his mind. Making love to another man was new and he was nervous. That one time before this, sure couldn't be called making love. Vin wanted to touch Chris and taste him, but he'd needed to hear Chris say those words telling him it was OK.
Vin took the head of Chris's cock into his mouth. He used one hand to gently stroke Chris's balls and his other hand to squeeze the cheeks of Chris's ass. Vin moved his mouth over the length of Chris's cock, sucking and licking gently.
Chris was going out of his mind with pleasure. God, Vin's sucking him was sweet torture. He moaned and thrust his cock deeper into Vin's mouth. He knew he was going to have to stop the tracker soon, if he wanted to make love to him, but it felt so damn good. Chris felt his balls beginning to throb and quickly pulled his cock out of Vin's mouth. Breathing heavily, he collapsed onto the bed, leaving a bewildered lover on his knees in the middle of the room.
Vin sat down cross legged in the middle of the floor. His cock died and he waited. He wasn't sure what was going on with Chris, but after his misunderstanding earlier he wasn't going to jump to any conclusions.
About 5 minutes passed, with Chris trying to get his body under control and Vin waiting on the floor. Finally Chris sat up looking around till his eyes rested on Vin.
"Sorry about that cowboy," Chris motioned Vin to sit on the bed beside him. Chris's erection was throbbing when Vin sat down beside his lover and waited quietly.
"Damn, you felt so good." Chris pulled Vin into his arms. But I want to make love to you. To be inside you."
"Chris, I - I ain't sure." Vin began hesitantly.
Chris turned on his side to where he could see the younger man's face. "What's got you worried?" A sudden thought hit him. "Vin, you ever been with a man?"
Vin nodded slowly and in halting words answered. "Yeah, - it - wasn't much - it wasn't -" He was having trouble finding the words and finally ended with, "I didn't like it very much."
"Vin, did somebody hurt you?" Chris asked alarmed.
"Naw, he didn't hurt me, it was just --" Vin lowered his eyes, blood staining his cheeks red. "It was just real lousy. He didn't kiss me, or touch me or nothin'. He just made sure I was loose enough and then he fucked me. I was seventeen, just a kid and he was my partner. I hadn't never--- I thought he wanted me." Chris heard the wistfulness and regret in Vin's soft voice as he continued. "He didn't though, he was just horny and there wasn't nobody around but me to fuck. Anyways, I never wanted no other man, till I met you." Vin couldn't look at Chris just then, he was too embarrassed.
Chris studied the bowed head and nude body while he thought about what Vin had said. The tracker looked a lot smaller naked than he did in those buckskins he habitually wore. His skin was smooth and creamy and soft as velvet to Chris's calloused hand. He didn't have a lot of body hair and Chris could see his heart beating. He really was a beautiful young man. At seventeen Vin must have been breathtaking. Chris could only imagine how humilitated Vin had been. He'd given himself to a man who'd thrown away the gift of innocence and used him callously. Vin's old partner must have been a fool, Chris decided.
Chris reached a hand out and stroked Vin's cheek gently. "Vin, I can't promise you, you'll like it, but I can damn sure promise you I ain't settling for just fucking you. If that was all I wanted, I'd give one of the girls in the saloon two bits and be done with it. I want you. I've wanted to make love to you for a long time. Maybe since the first time I laid eyes on you. I don't know. I just know that I've been with a lot of women since Sarah died." Chris swallowed hard as the old pain pierced his heart. He resolutely pushed it aside and continued. "I've been with a lot of women, but I never wanted any of them. They were just bodies I could try to forget in. But, I want you. Not just a body. You."
Vin lifted his head and met Chris's eyes. Chris could see the trust in his eyes as he nodded and drawled softly. "I want you too, Chris."
Chris leaned in and began kissing Vin gently. Vin's lips parted and he reached out and pulled Chris in close. His tongue entered the older man's mouth and found Chris's. They kissed for long minutes sweet and slow and deep. Chris felt Vin's hand on his shoulder pushing him onto his back. Chris made himself comfortable against the pillows and waited. Vin broke off the kiss and sat up straddling Chris. He smiled shyly at the older man before he fell upon his lover, his mouth attacking Chris's neck. Chris's heart leapt at the tracker's unexpected forwardness. He was pretty sure Vin hadn't had much experience with making love, if any. He figured most of the tracker's sexual encounters were with women who were only interested in the money he gave them. Well, whatever Vin had or hadn't done, tonight Chris was going to make sure he knew what making love was really about. So, he'd let Vin explore and kiss him as much as he wanted and then he'd show the bounty hunter exactly what real lovemaking was all about.
Vin loved the way Chris's skin felt under his hand. His old partner hadn't wanted Vin to touch him at all, and the working girls had only wanted him to hurry up and finish, so they could get to the next customer. He wanted to keep touching him and kissing him. Vin moved his attention from Chris's neck to his chest. He kissed the soft spot just under the bone that covered Chris's heart using his tongue to taste the slightly salty skin. He slipped one of his hands between Chris's legs and massaged his balls lightly. Chris moaned out loud and stroked the bounty hunter's hair. Vin was thrilled with the reaction Chris was having to his touch. He couldn't believe how much he liked touching the other man. It was so much better than it had been with any of the working girls he slept with. Slept with, that was a joke. They hadn't even wanted to take the time to get undressed all the way. And for sure none of them had ever let him kiss and touch them the way Chris was. Vin felt his cock getting hard and took a harder nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue over it until Chris moaned and tugged his hair, urging his mouth up to meet Chris's in a fierce kiss.
Chris was enjoying every minute of their lovemaking. His young lover's shyness and eagerness were a delicious combination. Chris wanted to make love to him so bad he felt like he was going to explode. He moaned out loud when he felt Vin's hand caressing his balls. He stroked Vin's hair, wanting to let the bounty hunter know how much he liked what Vin was doing. Chris would have let Vin continue to fondle and kiss his body, but when Vin began tonguing his nipple he felt his cock throb and knew he couldn't hold out much longer.
Chris kissed Vin thoroughly and his hands roamed over the firm body. He used the palm of his hand to massage Vin's nipples before moving his hands around and down the tracker's back. Gently squeezing the cheeks of his ass for a few minutes, Chris could hear the soft noises Vin was making in his throat. Damn Vin was exciting. Chris stroked Vin's muscular thighs and then used one hand to stroke his balls and one hand to pull him closer. He kissed Vin harder and still stroking the tracker, he rolled until he was on top of Vin. Pulling away, he spoke softly, "Vin, will you let me make love to you?"
The blue eyes that met his were full of desire and trust and Chris thought just the tiniest bit of uncertainty. They scrutinized Chris's hazel eyes for several minutes before Vin nodded slowly. "Yeah I want you to." The tracker's words were soft and he gave Chris a shy smile that went straight to the older man's heart.
Pulling his lover close, Chris kissed him gently. "I promise you, you won't be sorry." Chris whispered into Vin's ear. "I'll be right back. I need to get something." Chris gave him another gentle kiss, before pushing off of the bed.
Vin watched his lover's nude body cross the room. Chris was perfect, he decided. Hard and muscular, not an ounce of fat on him, but his skin was soft. Vin watched Chris fumble in his saddlebags for a few minutes, before he crossed back over to the bed holding a small bottle and a rag. Chris put them on the nightstand and leaned over and kissed Vin while he climbed back into bed. They kissed and caressed one another until Vin was making soft whimpering sounds in his throat and Chris was moaning. Both of their cocks were hard and seeping clear fluid.
Chris whispered in Vin's ear. "Turn over."
Vin knew that this was it. If he wanted to stop all he had to do was just shake his head. Chris wouldn't make him do something he didn't want to do, Vin was sure of it. Vin studied the hazel eyes and read want and affection and something else. Concern. Concern for him. For not pushing him into something he didn't want. Well, Vin decided, Chris didn't have to worry about that. He wanted Chris. And he trusted him. Chris wouldn't hurt him. Chris would make sure Vin liked whatever he was going to do. Vin knew it as surely as he knew the sun was going to come up in the morning. So, giving Chris a small kiss and a shy smile, Vin turned onto his belly and waited.
Vin was apprehensive and Chris knew it. He smiled at the tracker's back. Vin probably expected Chris to get him ready and then to fuck him. Well, he had other plans and Vin was gonna love every one of them.
Chris straddled the tracker's body and leaned over and kissed the back of his neck lightly, while he used his hands to rub the younger man's back. "Just relax Vin," Chris whispered into his ear,just before he took Vin's earlobe into his mouth and ran his tongue around the inside of his ear. Chris let one hand stoke the tracker's back, while the other one was sqeezing and stroking hisbuttocks. He used his mouth to kiss and explore the tracker's back. Chris was relieved to hear a small moan escape from Vin, but it wasn't enough. He wanted his young lover begging for him, before he made love to him. So, Chris slipped his hand between Vin's legs and caressed his thighs and his balls. His other hand he wiggled underneath Vin, until he could fondle a hard nipple. He could hear Vin moaning softly and he smiled against his back. It wouldn't be long before Vin was ready. Chris used his tongue to trace down Vin's spine and then back up again, until he could kiss his neck and shoulders again.
"God - Chris - I - can't - take - it - please - you - gotta" Vin's panting sentence broke off into a moan.
Chris leaned close to his ear and in a low voice instructed him, "Get on your knees."
Vin did as he was told, his aching cock desperate for Chris.
Chris opened the small bottle and poured the oil he used for his saddle into the palm of his hand. He used one hand to slick down his cock, and the other to make sure Vin was well lubricated. When he was sure they were both ready, he leaned over and whispered into Vin's ear. "You ready?"
Vin tried to answer, but could only moan. Laughing softly, Chris maneuvered his cock against the slick opening. He used one hand to steady himself and the other he wrapped around Vin's cock. Pushing gently he felt the tight hole give just a little. Rocking back and forth he felt the opening give completely and his cock slipped inside. Vin gasped and Chris froze. "You okay?" Chris's concerned voice asked against the tracker's ear.
"Yeah, I just-- I -- Hell, I don't know, Chris." Vin's voice was as confused as his words.
Chris kissed his cheek and whispered, "Yeah, I know. It's OK." Chris had a pretty good idea what was going on, even if Vin didn't. Vin liked the way he was feeling. It was totally the opposite of the way he'd felt when his old partner had done this. The younger man just hadn't had enough experience to know that sex and lovemaking were two different things.
Chris started out slow, letting Vin get used to the feel of his cock inside him. He trailed kisses along the back of Vin's neck. He matched the rhythym of the hand around Vin's cock to his lovemaking. Chris heard Vin moaning and began thrusting faster and faster inside of him. His own moans mixed with those of the tracker and he felt his body beginning to shake with his impending orgasm. He squeezed Vin's cock harder and stroked it faster and heard the younger man cry out as he felt the warmth of Vin's fluid spurting onto his hand. Vin's body shuddered and his muscles clenched, driving Chris over the edge. "Vin, Vin," he gasped as he came, spilling into his lover.
Vin collapsed onto the bed breathing heavily and Chris managed to roll to one side of him, before he did the same. He wanted to check on Vin, to be sure he was ok with what they'd done, but he just couldn't move. They lay side by side, until their ragged breathing calmed. Vin was the first to move, turning on his side, curling up with his head on his arm watching Chris trying to breathe. He felt like a cat with a full belly who'd been stroked into contentedness. He'd have purred if he could.
Chris finally got around to where he could breathe easily again and his first thought was for Vin. The tracker hadn't made a sound, at least none since Chris could hear again. He turned on his side to find Vin watching him with a contented smile on his face. The younger man looked sated and Chris leaned in and gave him a tender kiss. Chris knew that it wasn't necessary, but he wanted to be sure Vin understood that Chris was still concerned with his feelings, now that Chris had been satisfied, so he stroked Vin's cheek and asked him softly, "You ok, Vin?" He was pretty sure none of the tracker's other lovers would have bothered to ask.
Vin gave him that shy little smile that just about took Chris's breath away. "Yeah. I ain't never felt nothin' that good in my life."
Vin's softly spoken words cut Chris to the quick. He pulled the younger man in and kissed him deeply. The tracker's life had been too damned hard if tonight had been the best thing in it. Chris couldn't do anything about the past, but he was gonna make damn sure that the future brought some of the good things in life to Vin. Breaking off the kiss, he reached over to the nightstand and picked up the rag. He cleaned himself and Vin and then told him to roll onto his side. Spooning in behind him, Chris hugged the bounty hunter close.
"Go to sleep, Nate would kill me if you didn't get some rest tonight," Chris whispered softly.
Vin yawned and snuggled closer to Chris. "Wouldn't want him to kill you now." His eyes closed and he was asleep in minutes.
Chris kissed the back of his head. He could feel the lump against his lips. Never thought I'd be grateful for a drunken cowboy picking a fight, he smiled to himself and closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
THE END
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