ATF Alternate Universe

Before Buck could ring the bell or knock, the door magically opened. Vin was standing there wearing a pair of gym shorts, nothing else, and holding a cup of coffee. He smiled.

"Morning Buck, JD, coffee?" he offered as he let them into the house. Buck couldn't help smiling. Even though it was nine months since Chris asked Vin to move in, three months since that little ceremony where they pledged their love for eternity, the little domestic scene always made Buck smile. Chris had never been more his old self, and it made Buck feel good. He watched Vin take out mugs and pour coffee for them both.

Buck hadn't always been this happy about the quiet sharpshooter filling the void in Chris Larabee's life. In the beginning, Buck had been a little hurt that Vin had just walked in, and immediately became Chris's best friend, his new best friend. Luckily Buck had taken a liking to the lanky ex-bounty hunter, and he soon saw the healing effect Vin had on Chris. Once he noticed that Vin's quiet presence made Chris better, whole, he was thrilled about the relationship. And as it became obvious to everyone except Vin and Chris that there was more there than a friendship, Buck did his best to play match maker. When Chris finally told the team that Vin had agreed to move to the ranch, they all had helped to concoct the cover story. Buck had suggested they just tell the "truth," that Chris needed help out at the ranch; he had even suggested that Chris should let it be known around the office that he was looking for someone who was skilled with horses to move in and help.

In the end, it had turned out to be so easy. Chris bought the two mares he had been looking at, and then let the word get out that he was going to try his hand at horse breeding, and was looking for ranch help. After a team leader meeting, team Three's Mike Fallon, had suggested Vin.

"Chris, why not just ask Tanner? He's from Texas... hell, he's a real cowboy! He could help you with the horses. Get him out of that hell hole he lives in. Shit, Chris, he's so damn quiet, you'd never know he was there anyhow. It's perfect".

Chris had smiled, "Great idea Mike, I may ask him." The rest was history.

Vin handed JD and Buck a mug. "Chris got home real late from the damn budget meeting, it was after two am. I'll go jump in the shower, get ready, then wake him. Figured I'd let him get as much sleep as possible."

"What time are we supposed to be at Mike's?" asked JD.

"Between two and three kid. Go ahead Vin, we'll watch some TV, we don't want Chris to be cranky at Mike's picnic," Buck answered as he reached for the remote. Vin returned in about fifteen minutes, showered and dressed to find them engrossed in one of the Aliens movies.

"The chips and pretzels are in the bag by the door, beer is in the fridge. You did remember to stop for dessert, didn't you?" Vin asked as he towel dried his hair.

"Sure did. Got all kinds of goodies," Buck said. He switched the station as a commercial came on. "And the little lady at the bakery, she was as sweet as her baked goods. Good luck waking sleeping beauty," he yelled after Vin, who laughed as he made his way down the hall.

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Chris had been beat when he got home the night before. He hated meetings, especially budget meetings. This one had lasted four hours longer than it should have. He'd dragged his tired ass into the house and was surprised to see Vin standing there, a cold beer in his outstretched hand.

"Welcome home pard. There's some chili I could heat up if you're hungry."

Chris smiled, and took a long swig of the beer. When Vin moved in, Chris had been a little nervous, but it had turned out so easy. Vin just seemed to know everything... when to talk, when not to, when he needed space, when he needed to be reminded he was not alone. Heck, Vin could even cook. Chris was eating better than he'd ever imagined. Of course, Vin's specialties were steaks and Tex-Mex dishes, but they were great.

"Thanks pard, but just the beer, and bed. I'm beat. What time is that picnic tomorrow?"

"Need to leave here between one and two. Buck and JD are coming here, and everything is ready."

Chris went into the bedroom, slipped off his clothes, went into the bathroom to wash up, then climbed into bed. Vin took the beer bottle and put it down on the night table, then took off his clothes and slid into the bed next to Chris. He smiled and said, "Roll over."

Chris did, and as he was about to say he was too tired for sex, Vin started kneading his back and shoulders. He worked out the knots that the six-hour meeting created. Chris moaned softly as Vin's strong hands worked out the tension, relaxing him. As the final knot was unwound, Vin removed his hands, kissed him on the shoulder and whispered, "'night cowboy."

Chris smiled. He didn't have to tell Vin, who seemed to know instinctively that sleep was all he wanted. "Night to you too, cowboy," he said as he rolled over and planted a passionate kiss on his partner's lips.

"Keep that up, and we ain't gonna get to bed, pard".

Chris laughed and slid back over to his side of the bed.

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Chris heard the soft drawl, "Morning. Rise and shine, pard." He moaned as he forced his eyes open against the light streaming into the room. Slowly, Vin, dressed in a pair of black shorts and a red t-shirt and holding a steaming cup of coffee, came into focus. Chris glanced over at the clock. It was 12:30; just enough time to shower, get dressed, and go, to be on time for Mike's picnic. Damn, he was hungry... and not for food.

Vin handed him the coffee. "Get a move on there. Buck and JD are here, we've got the snacks, can't be too late," he said as he headed into the bathroom to turn on the shower. Chris got up and stretched, dropped his underwear, threw them into the hamper and headed into the master bathroom. He reached up and touched Vin's hair. It was still damp in spots, and he loved how it smelled when it was just washed.

Chris thought back to the day he made the decision to ask Vin to move in. Vin must have noticed that Chris loved to fondle, caress, and play with his hair as part of their love-making. He'd been in Vin's bathroom, relieving himself. He had used that bathroom hundreds of times. It always surprised him how neat and clean it was. Then it had hit him; there were more bottles, a different color... he must have started to use something new. Of course, the juniper.... he smelled it last night and it was wonderful. The very casual Mr. Tanner had suddenly started to use Phillip B hair products. There were two kinds of shampoo and two conditioners, all natural herbal products. Chris somehow thought Erza had had a hand in the selection. It was that small gesture that made him decide he was going to ask Vin to come live at the ranch.

Chris returned to the present as he caught a whiff of juniper. He ran his hand through Vin's hair. "Could have waited for me," he whispered hungrily as he moved his hand to caress Vin's face. He ran his thumb over Vin's lips. "Come on back in with me," he said as he put down the coffee cup and began to tug at Vin's shorts.

"No time, pard," Vin said, smiling as he slapped Chris's hand away.

"Don't care. I'm not showering unless you get your sweet ass in there with me."

Vin wanted to give in to the tender touch, to the caressing voice. He wanted to wrap his arms around that hard body and pull it in close. But they had promised Mike they would come to his picnic. Vin shook his head. "Have it your way then, go without one," and he walked out.

Chris stared at the door. Damn, he thought, already hard just from thinking about what he wanted to do.

Vin walked into the living room. The "boys" were enjoying the movie. He looked at the clock on the VCR, and thought about how good Chris's hands felt on his face, in his hair, undoing his pants. Aw hell, he though. Aloud he said, "Chris is a bit cranky, need a few minutes to get him moving. Amuse yourselves." Buck couldn't help but smile as he thought about just how Vin was going to improve Chris's mood.

As Vin walked into the bathroom, Chris almost pissed on the floor. "Careful there, cowboy, your turn to clean this bathroom this week."

Chris finished his business and turned towards Vin. "Forget something?"

"Yep. You." And with that, Vin started to strip.

Chris walked over as Vin removed his sneakers and shirt, and he reached for he button on his shorts. "Let me," he said as he undid the single button and unzipped the fly. He began to pull the shorts down over the slim hips, letting his hands travel over the tight, firm ass. No underwear, he realized with a smile. He looked up into the bluest eyes, and saw the evil grin.

"Thought you'd like that."

Once all Vin's clothes were off, they embraced. Chris let his hands roam over Vin's body in light feathery touches designed to arouse his partner, as Vin began to kiss his neck, throat, and finally his lips. The kissing was gentle at first, but as Chris's hands rubbed a nipple, it became more fierce, more passionate. Chris hungrily kissed his throat and neck, being careful not to leave marks, at least not where anyone could seem them. He pulled his partner into the shower, letting the warm water cascade down on them. They were both exploring each other's bodies with their hands while they kissed, their tongues probing each other's mouths. They continued to explore each other's bodies as they kissed, touching and caressing, savoring the sweet flavors.

Chris broke away and took one of Vin's nipples in his mouth. He bit it, then used his tongue to soothe it. Vin moaned and threw his head back and Chris continued the sweet torture, teasing first one nipple then the other. Vin decided to get even and used his tongue to probe the interior of Chris's ear. He nibbled at the lobe, then moved lower along his throat and neck. They each sought out each other's cock, but Vin deftly moved and got on his knees and took Chris in his mouth. Chris ran his hands through Vin's hair, tilting his head back.

"No, I want to ... inside you."

Vin smiled up at him and continued to use his mouth on Chris, sliding all the way down on Chris's firm cock, then pulling back. Again and again, up and down, using his tongue to tease and torture. Chris gripped a shoulder with one hand and a handful of hair with the other as he felt his orgasm rise. He savored the feel of Vin's mouth and tongue on his penis. Every sensation helped ignite the fire he felt deep inside. Vin released his cock and began to suck a ball, then used his tongue to lick the ball sac. He gently slipped one finger into the crack of Chris's ass, teasing the opening. His mouth again claimed Chris's cock and he sucked and teased him.

Vin could feel Chris's body begin to shudder. He looked up and saw Chris's eyes were shut and his head was tilted back. Soft sounds of pleasure were escaping his lips. Chris could not hold back against the wave of pleasure that washed over him. He felt his climax building and stroked Vin's hair to offer encouragement. As Chris's body released its load, he squeezed Vin's shoulder with one hand, and wrapped the fingers of his other in his hair.

Vin licked at the milky fluid that dripped from Chris to be washed away by the shower. He looked up at Chris and said "Turn around."

Chris began to protest. He wanted inside Vin, wanted to take him, but he couldn't refuse those eyes. He turned around and braced himself against the shower wall. He waited for Vin to get up, and was surprised when he felt Vin's hands on his ass. He was still on his knees; what was he doing?

Vin pushed Chris's cheeks apart and traced the puckered oval with a finger. Chris's body pulsed with the sensation. He was waiting for Vin to get up and impale him and was not prepared when Vin used his tongue to trace the dark ring. Chris shook and moaned out loud as Vin used his tongue, licking and probing his sensitive opening. The sensation was overwhelming. His knees felt weak and he ached to be able to touch Vin.

Vin licked the inside of Chris's thigh, down to his knee, then back up on the other side, taking time, slowly running his tongue back up to Chris's opening. Again he traced the ring with the tip of his tongue and then pressed it gently inside, swabbing it, using his hands to spread Chris's cheeks. Chris felt his penis come to life again as Vin continued with his tongue, gently probing the puckered oval while his hand moved to massage his balls. Chris was moaning, amazed he was getting hard again so soon. He ached to touch the man who was slowly torturing him with his tongue and hands. Chris began to thrust his hips, looking for release.

Vin noticed and immediately stopped. He got up, opened the shower door and stepped out. Chris heard the shower door as he realized the wonderful torture had stopped. He turned to see Vin bent over, his arms on the counter by the sink.

Chris smiled. He should have known. Vin always gave him what he wanted.

Stepping out of the shower, he opened the drawer in the vanity. Chris removed the tube of KY Jelly and squeezed some onto his hand, then coated his rigid cock. Vin had his elbows on the counter, bent over at the waist, his head was down and Chris moved closer gently grabbing his wet hair. He pulled him up so he could kiss his neck, shifting to the side and moving so he could capture Vin's mouth and reclaim it. Chris wrapped an arm around Vin as he used his tongue to thank his lover. He could still taste himself as their tongues danced in each's others mouths. He slipped his hand down to coat Vin's opening with some of the jelly. Vin tensed at the touch then relaxed into it. Chris gently slipped a finger in and began to stretch the sensitive opening. He nibbled down Vin's neck to his throat as he inserted a second finger.

Vin was ready; he was arching into Chris's touches, soft moans escaped his lips, and he wanted to feel Chris inside him. His body shuddered with the anticipation. They broke the kiss, each man looking deep into the other's eyes. The desire they both saw increased the frenzy of the lovemaking. Vin returned to his position, resting his head on his arms, and told Chris, "Now, Cowboy, fuck me now, please."

That did it. Chris grabbed him by the hips and pushed his cock up to the puckered opening. He enjoyed the times they made slow gentle love, and he enjoyed the times they made love rough, hard, and fast. Today, after what Vin had done, igniting his passion, he wanted to ram his cock into Vin. He pressed up against Vin's opening and whispered into his ear, "I can't hold back, sure you're ready?"

Vin grabbed Chris's ass with one hand and moaned, "Take me, now, please."

That was all Chris needed to hear as he slid his cock into Vin's depths. He gently slid all the way in, up to the hilt, then slowly pulled out. Then he thrust back in hard and fast. He alternated his moves, slow and gentle then hard and fast. All the way in, then teasingly out. Vin was breathing faster, soft moans escaping his lips. Chris reached around and took his cock in hand, running up and down the length of Vin's shaft. He began to thrust and pump with all the energy he had. Vin's body was rocking with the force of Chris's movements. The only sounds were those of flesh hitting flesh, and the soft moans of enjoyment. Chris leaned over and nipped at Vin's shoulder, he wanted this to last for ever. Chris was pounding his cock into Vin, part of him worrying that he could be hurting him, part of him crazy with lust after what Vin had just done with his tongue. The hardness of Vin's cock was evidence that he was enjoying this too. The last doubts were erased from Chris's mind as Vin panted out, "Oh Chris, yes...ahhh...." Vin reached a hand around to stroke Chris's ass, about to beg for release, and was thrilled when he felt Chris's hand pull harder on his cock. The intensity of Chris's thrusts, the force and passion, had Vin hard and ready.

Chris's leaned down and bit Vin's shoulder, nuzzled his neck, and as he came, whispered "Vin" into his partner's ear. The warm and wet sensation in his ass, along with hearing his name whispered in his ear, made Vin release into Chris's hand. Chris slumped down and stayed that way for a minute. He realized how uncomfortable Vin must be, so he stood up, gently slid out, and turned Vin around and pulled him to his chest. They stood there, both taking ragged breaths, both holding on to each other for support.

When Chris's breathing returned to normal, he kissed Vin. After a sweet kiss, Chris pushed Vin towards the shower. He enjoyed himself as he lathered the wash cloth and washed Vin's body. He ran the cloth seductively over every inch, every curve into every crevice, and was delighted when Vin did the same. He smiled as he used the juniper shampoo to wash Vin's hair. Chris inhaled deeply, the scent almost as exciting as the sensation of washing Vin's hair. Vin took the bottle, smiled, and lathered Chris's hair as well. They enjoyed rinsing off, holding each other, savoring the moment.

Chris turned off the water and stepped out, both men content and wanting nothing more than to go lie on the couch. Vin smiled.

"Time to get dressed pard, we have a picnic to get to."

Chris handed Vin a towel, went to get one for himself. He was pleasantly surprised when Vin began to dry him off, so he returned the favor. He took special care to rub the towel up into Vin's hair, letting his hands finger the damp locks into place. They entered the bedroom and both got dressed.

Vin went out to the living room to check on JD and Buck. JD looked up.

"Gee, Vin, how long does it take for your hair to dry?"

Buck erupted into a fit of laughter at JD's question as Chris walked into the room.

"You all ready?" Chris asked as he finished buckling his belt.

Buck got up, turned off the TV cuffed JD on the back of the head to get moving,

"Yeah, let's get going before you two change your minds." Buck continued to laugh all the way out to Chris's Dodge ram.

THE END

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