Chris was cold. Wet and cold and hung over. "Damn it! Vin." Chris muttered as he struggled with the heavy bale of hay. That kid is going to drive me to distraction. Vin was supposed to have been back at the ranch by noon. The hay man had deposited thirty bales of hay for the horses. It was 23 degrees outside and Vin was no where to be seen. Vin's timing on the job was impeccable. Almost uncanny at times. But when it came time to do chores, Vin's clock often ran slow. Hefting another bale, Chris felt himself fall backwards and the bale land on top of him. Pushing it off, Chris cursed silently and rolled on his side.His back had been giving him problems since that fall he took off the building in the Peterson raid. The docs all said it would be a while before the stiffness and pain went away completely. They had given him pain medication, muscle relaxers and recommended physical therapy. The therapist had given him exercises to do and a couple heat treatments. He knew he wasn't supposed to be lifting bales of hay, but the chore had to be done and Vin had disappeared.
Vin was late. He knew it. He pushed the Jeep as fast as he could in the snow covered road. Chris was going to be pissed. The hay had been delivered half an hour ago and Vin knew Chris wouldn't wait. Not wanting the hay to get wet in the snow. The instructor would take today to give an extra lesson to the class. Pulling into the drive, Vin slipped from the Jeep, ran inside and hid his packages. Throwing on his barn boots he headed out back.
He saw Chris bending over the bale of hay, his hand on his back. "Shit!" Vin cursed silently. Coming up behind Chris, Vin eased Chris out of the way and effortlessly took the bale from his hands. Tossing it on the stack he lowered his eyes and looked at Chris. "Chris, sorry. Got held up. Go inside and lie down. I'll finish. I did the stalls before I left. And I'll turn the guys out after I finish stacking the rest of the hay. Please? I'm sorry. Just go inside."
Chris tried to stay angry at Vin, but looking at him standing there so adorable with his face rosy from the cold, it was hard to stay mad. But then again...his back was killing him. Taking off his work jacket, he handed it to Vin noticing that he had forgotten to put on a coat, wearing only his jeans and a flannel shirt. "Might want to wear this." Patting Vin gently on the face, he limped back inside the house.
Inside Chris went to the bathroom and got a pain pill and muscle relaxer. Grabbing a cup of coffee, he took the pills and went to rest in his recliner next to the fire. Turning on the TV, he scanned until he found a football game and turned the sound almost off. Grinning he looked at the gag gifts the team had given him at last night's birthday party. Turning forty didn't bother Chris. The fact that he had a hang over as well as a backache did. There was a time when the back ache would have been his only problem.
Settling under the afghan Ms. Nettie had given him at dinner the other night, Chris turned his face and watched Vin work. Wishing Vin had left off the jacket so he could see more of his finely muscled body, Chris lay and admired the fluid movements the sharpshooter made in quickly putting away the hay. The last thing Chris remembered before he fell asleep was seeing Vin turning Peso and Sire out in the pasture for the afternoon.
Vin came quietly in the kitchen entrance. He hoped Chris had taken a pain pill and was asleep in his recliner. Slipping around the corner, he was relieved to see his wish fulfilled. Chris was snoring softly as the fire glowed. Hurrying from the living room, Vin quickly showered and washed his hair.
Chris awoke to the sound of soft music instead of the football game. Looking outside, he saw that the sun was setting behind the barn. Peso and Sire were munching their dinner happily in their stalls; their hay bags full of fresh timothy. His eyes traveled to the table next to him. Sitting on a tray next to him was an assortment of appetizers. Warm cider with cinnamon simmered in a mug. Next to the food sat a note. In Vin's plain print, he had written. "Your birthday ain't over. Eat. Then come to the back porch. Vin"
Curious but hungry, Chris sampled the food Vin had left. All of Chris's favorite foods were there, and the cider had a sensuous feel to it as he swallowed. Finishing, Chris rose and made his way slowly to the back porch off the den.
He and Vin had enclosed the screen porch last summer in glass and installed a Jacuzzi and massage table as well as a small fireplace. They had been so busy this fall, that they hadn't really used it except for the whirlpool. Chris looked through the doorway off the den and saw a soft glow of flickering lights coming from the area.
Moving closer, he saw that the sides of the Jacuzzi had been filled with burning candles. In soft tans, golds and lavender, the smell it created was intoxicating. The massage table had been made up with a large thick white towel that covered it entirely. Two wine glasses sat beside a cooler of ice. Chilling was a blush wine Chris was not familiar with. A fire glowed and took the chill out of the room. The outside lights had been turned on and snow was softly falling against the evergreens that lined the patio. Looking inside, he expected to see Vin. He didn't and stood in the doorway, not sure which way to go.
"Get enough sleep, pard?" Chris jumped. Damn, Vin was so spooky when he did that!
"God, Vin. Don't do that! Give a guy my age a warning, will ya?" Grinning Chris turned and took in Vin appearance. He had brushed his hair until it shimmered. Falling softly on his shoulders it moved sensuously when he talked. His chest was bare and he wore only a pair of blue silk pajama bottoms. His feet were bare and he was carrying a towel in his hand.
"Going in?" Vin gestured with his hand and motioned for Chris to go into the room. Vin moved ahead of Chris and patted the massage table lightly. Chris made to unbutton his shirt, but Vin stopped him. "Nope, don't want you to strain your back. Let me."
Chris stood by the massage table as Vin walked up to him. Chris grinned as he saw Vin's tongue slip between his lips while he concentrated on opening the shirt. Vin saw the smile and shook his head. It was a little thing between them. Something Chris found very appealing, and Vin was embarrassed about. Chris reached up and wiped the moisture from Vin's lip. Running his wet fingertip down his throat, he continued to watch Vin's face as he worked.
Vin tried to concentrate on the buttons. The mere touch of Chris's finger on his lip had his penis reacting. He didn't want that right now. His plan was to pleasure Chris. He hadn't gotten up early all these Saturdays to go to massage class for nothing. Taking a deep breath, he finished with the buttons and pulled the shirt loose from Chris's pants.
Chris continued to stand impassively. He sensed Vin's need to be in control. To please and pleasure him. Chris thought the idea was a great one. So did his hardening penis.
Getting down on his knees, Vin could not resist stroking the bulge in Chris's pants. Seeing Chris staring down at him, he quickly unbuttoning and unzipping the jeans. Vin had Chris sit on the edge of the table while he worked the jeans down his lover's legs.
Looking up as Chris sat on the table, Vin was staring straight into Chris' groin. He could see the shaft twitch and stiffen as he continued to work undressing Chris. Putting his thumbs in the waistband of Chris's briefs, he stripped them off, leaving Chris naked....and totally beautiful.
Vin stepped back and stared at the lean muscled body before him. If this was forty, Vin wished he had known Chris at 20. Chuckling to himself, he moved to the other side of the table. "Chris. On your stomach, please."
Chris grinned as he turned to face Vin. His erect penis was firm against his stomach. "That might not be the most comfortable position for me just now."
Cursing to himself Vin stood, his attention drawn by the throbbing erection of his lover. This wasn't supposed to be happening now. He wanted to do his massage first....Shrugging his shoulders, Vin decided to improvise. "Got a problem there, pard? Well, guess we need to get some relief for that so we can move along with your therapy." Wetting his lips, Vin made his way slowly around the table.
Standing directly in front of Chris, he reached out and ran his finger tips over the sensitive skin at the tip of Chris's organ. He felt the shaft twitch as he slowly lowered his head. Opening his mouth, he slipped his tongue out and flicked it along the head of Chris's penis. Pushing it into the slit opening, he slid his lips around the large head of the organ and sucked slightly. He heard Chris groan and make to thrust his shaft deeper.
Vin caught Chris's hips before they could move further and instead opened his mouth and swallowed Chris. Reaching under Chris, he ran his fingertips along the large vein he found there. Placing his hand at the the base of the penis, Vin closed his eyes and relished the pulsing heat in his hand. With his other hand, he caressed Chris's balls tickling them with his fingertips. Sucking harder he worked his hand up and down on his lover's large and swollen shaft. Forcing himself to relax even more he pressed his head down and took in more of Chris's penis. Moving his hand from Chris's balls, he let his hand travel to the area just in front of the throbbing orbs and pressed upward with one finger.
Chris cried out and gushed forcefully into Vin's throat. Vin greedily gulped the salty liquid, letting the excess drip from his mouth. Milking Chris' balls gently with his fingers, Vin continued to swallow amazed at the sheer amount of his lover's cum. He finally felt the shaft soften in his mouth and released it slowly licking it as Chris pulled it from his mouth.
Chris felt his knees start to buckle as Vin pulled his warm moist mouth away from his groin. He felt Vin's hands lifting him, placing him on the table. Vin positioned Chris on his stomach with his head resting on the head support. Laying a towel over Chris's hips, Vin went to the table and brought back the warm oil.
Vin smiled and leaned forward whispering in Chris's ear. "So, are we relaxed enough to begin our session, Mr Larabee?" Chris could only groan as he felt the warm oil touch his skin followed by Vin's supple hands.
Vin's long fingers began at the base of Chris neck like he had learned in class. Working the oil in small circles, he soon was moving his hands along side Chris's face..massaging the temple area above each ear. Chris was floating. His recent release into Vin's mouth followed by the strong gentle hands working the tension out of his body, only made him more aware of the stress he had been under.
Trying to sink lower into the table, Chris felt his body thrill to the touch of Vin's fingers on his shoulders and upper back. Using more oil, Vin had lengthened the strokes and increased the pressure of his hands as he felt Chris's muscles relax. Removing the towel, Vin began to run his hands softly along Chris's lower back.
Moving his hands slowly and softly, Vin worked the oil into Chris skin searching for the source of Chris's pain. "Aww..oh..Vin. That's the spot. Easy, oh yes, that's were it hurts." Chris savored the touch of Vin's fingers. The pressure they created was an exquisitely painful one. Held between pain and the promise of relief, Chris could only lie on the table totally at the mercy of his lover.
Vin began the circling movements he had been taught, pausing to apply direct pressure on an area where Chris moaned the most. Vin could see that Chris' eyes were closed, but he could tell from the Chris's movements, he wasn't asleep.
Chris was by no means asleep. The constant massaging and stroking of his lower back and buttocks had him aroused again. Whoever had taught Vin the art of massage had done a good job. Chris felt the pain dissolve from his body and the pressure in his organ increase. When Vin began to work on his thighs, Chris turned on the table and touched Vin's arm.
"Vin? I think I have a more pressing problem. The thighs can wait." Vin looked up puzzled from his work. He had been so involved in working the muscles in each area like he had been taught that he had blocked out all other thoughts. Looking at Chris as he turned over on his back, Vin saw Chris was engorged again. His penis leaking pre-cum.
"Well, then." Vin smiled and turned facing Chris. "I guess we'll have to have a change in the game plan." Reaching down he took Chris's hand and moved it so that it touched the ribbon holding up Vin's pants.
Chris's hand trembled as he took the ribbon and began to pull. The soft silk fell away. Underneath the fabric Chris saw Vin's semi-erect penis. Vin moved forward so that Chris could reach him without moving. Chris let his hand stroke the velvet skin softly, looking into Vin's deep blue eyes.
"Chris." Vin rasped huskily. "The doctor said for you to rest your back, so you're going to have to let me do this. Let me make love to you while you rest on the table, ok?"
"I'm not in any pain right now. That massage was wonderful. Is that where you've been going every Saturday for the last month?" Continuing to stroke Vin as he talked, Chris started to sit up.
Putting his hand out, Vin pulled his penis away from Chris's hand. "No, now I mean it. Save yourself for the important moments." Vin lowered his eyes and blushed as Chris smiled widely.
Turning to the side table again, Vin picked up more oil. Spreading it on his fingers he moved to the table and started working on Chris's throat with his fingers. Moving down, Vin worked Chris's shoulder and chest muscles. By passing his nipples, Vin let his fingertips trace small circles down the soft hair leading to Chris's navel. Vin passed by Chris's groin and concentrated on softening and kneading the thick strong thigh muscles. Working his way down each leg, Vin spent time stroking the arches of each foot, leaving Chris relaxed but incredibly passionate.
Vin looked up at Chris from the foot of the table and saw that Chris was engorged again. His own penis was lifting and pushing out as he finished his massage and made his way around to the table again. Taking a small jar of clear gel, Vin slowly placed a small amount on each of Chris's nipples and worked a generous amount onto his own shaft.
Chris felt the tingle begin where Vin had placed the gel. It hardened his nipples and sent shivers down his spine. Watching Vin coat himself with the gel, he started to spread the gel down his chest. Vin pushed Chris's hands away and took Chris penis in his hands. Spreading more gel over Chris's stiff organ, Vin placed a knee on the table and swung up so he was sitting over Chris facing away from him.
Chris lay watching through Vin's legs as Vin continued to work the gel into both their organs. Chris could feel the heat and tingle beginning; spreading itself all through his groin down to his balls. Vin was excited. He was pleasuring and pleasing the man he desired most as friend and lover. But he needed more now himself. "Chris. Take some of the gel and help me. Get me ready for you. I'm bursting. I want you inside me, soon." Vin began to move back and forth, placing his opening within easy reach of Chris's hands.
Chris couldn't believe what he was seeing. They had been lovers for almost eight months now, but he was the one who usually took charge. Vin was more comfortable being passive and that suited Chris, but this new Vin. This Vin wasn't aggressive just...provocative, and gorgeous...He tried to imagine Vin buying the stimulating gels and lotions..but was distracted the increasing warmth simmering his cock. Vin was blowing gently on his penis. Wherever he blew, the gel increased in it's tingling and warmth.
Reaching for the jar, Chris took a generous amount in his hand and rubbed it gently over his fingers. With his other hand, he started to stroke and rub Vin's balls hanging in front of him. Vin's hole began to expand when Vin moved backwards spreading his cheeks. Chris's hand went to his lovers hole and gently spread the gel around the rim.
The cool gel made Vin jump and look back at Chris. He hadn't expected Chris to use it, but since he had Vin's mind began to anticipated what it would feel like when it began to warm inside him. Relaxing he pushed back against Chris's finger and found himself impaled and circled his hips working the gel around his opening.
Chris was more than excited. Vin had never been this active in the early stages of foreplay and it was having an incredible affect on his entire body. The fire that began in his groin was spreading to the rest of his body. He wanted Vin and he wanted him passionately. Inserting a second finger, he heard Vin moan and press against him again. Chris spread and scissored his fingers inside of Vin. He could see and feel that Vin had begun stroking both of their shafts.
"More, Chris...Open me..Aww.." Vin was insistent, feeling the gel start to tingle and heat inside him he looked around at Chris and pleadingly asked again. "Need a third finger Chris. You're huge tonight. Have to open me more..now, please." Vin put his head down as he knelt and thrust his buttocks forcefully onto Chris's hand.
Trying to hold himself together against the growing lust in his body, Chris forced a third finger into Vin anus. Working as quickly as he could to prepare his lover for his pulsing shaft. When Vin sat down completely on Chris's hand, Chris reached deep inside and touched Vin's prostate gland.
"GAAD!! Oh..yes, CHRIS!!" Vin felt the stab of pleasure inside of his bowels. Grabbing himself so he wouldn't come, he turned and faced his lover. Looking straight into Chris's eyes, he settled himself over the head of Chris's penis and forcefully relaxed. Chris was sometimes so engorged that the head of his penis was almost too big for Vin to take. Vin didn't want that to happen tonight. He had planned this to be perfect for Chris. Taking a big breath, he forced himself to relax his lower body and placed Chris's shaft at his lubricated opening.
Sinking slowly, he got the tip of the shaft in him but felt the aching pain of being stretched too much. Chris sensed the problem and knew it was now time to take control. Placing his hands on Vin's hips he pulled down, getting Vin past the painful entrance. Vin gasped and froze, letting himself stretch and become adjusted to the size of Chris.
Chris stayed still. He knew from experience with his loving man, that he had to be patient at this stage of intercourse. Vin was smaller in bone and stature than Chris. A fact they were learning to adjust to. Feeling Vin relax, he supported Vin's hips as Vin lowered himself more on Chris's shaft.
"Ohhh...mmm...can you feel it Chris? It tingles..so warm...oh, go slow.." Vin threw back his head and groaned as he thrust his hips lower taking in more of Chris's penis. "You're so big tonight. That fortieth birthday didn't change a thing did it? Can you? Can you...wait...ahh...CHRIS!!!" Vin felt himself sink as far as he could down on Chris. He hadn't taken all of Chris inside of him but it was all he could take in this position. The tip of Chris's penis was pressed against his prostate gland, increasing his excitement. He knew by the time Chris had finished with him all of Chris would be deeply inside him. His own penis reacted to his thoughts. It slapped up hard against his stomach, he touched the end of it and felt his cum oozing.
"Vin, can we? God, I'm so hot for you. What was that stuff? Oh, cowboy you've got to do something! Move...please...anything...I can't stand it! I'm so full and hard. Can't you feel it?" Chris poured out a litany of words, trying to press more of himself into Vin.
"Ah..Ah...stay still..let me do this Chris.." Vin began lifting his buttocks off Chris using his thighs. Easing slowly back down he let himself drop lower each time until he finally had Chris's shaft fully seeded inside him. Circling and beginning a rocking motion, Vin felt Chris take hold of his own penis and begin to pump it. Vin began to loosen and soften around Chris as the gel increased the warmth and accelerated the stimulation around Chris's organ.
"Vin. Oh...that's ..I've never...It feels so goood...Can you feel it..God! So hot...I can feel every contraction of your muscle around me..Can you? Squeeze more?" Feeling Vin tighten his buttocks, Chris allowed himself his first thrust upward. " Can't help it Vin. Got to move..Need to press into you...Don't you want it? Push down...can you push down, please?" Chris was frantic. He knew both he and Vin were close but this was the most exotic and sensual he had felt in months of lovemaking. There was a lustful need to come at the same time as his lovemate.
Both men began to push and thrust against each other. Vin placed his hands on Chris's chest and used it to keep his balance as he moved faster and quicker up and down on Chris's cock. Chris watched Vin grinding himself on his shaft now deep inside him.. Despite the intense feelings it caused, Chris was more mesmerized by the look of Vin's body working on him. He had never seen this much passion and intensity before. Suddenly he felt Vin sit fully down on his groin. Moaning loudly, Vin cried out and thrust his legs down along the side of the table.
"Chris, help me..need to need to...Ah, Chris...Ah.." Vin leaned forward bending Chris's penis inside him putting more pressure on both of them. It was all they both needed. "YES!!! OH!! HURTS..NO..GOD..FEELS..I CAN'T STAND IT, CHRIS!" Vin shrieked his release all over Chris's chest as Chris thrust upward pushing himself one more time against Vin's secret spot. He felt Vin shudder and fall completely forward onto his chest.
Vin's penis continued to pulse trapped between the two men. Chris' own body still thrust itself in and out of Vin. Slowly easing the sexual intensity between them. Neither man wanted to move. The fullness of Chris inside him, once painful, was now a source of pulsing pleasurable that Vin didn't want to lose. Chris stroked Vin's hair as the young man's head lay on his chest. He felt the stickiness of Vin's cum between them and savored the feel of it.
A good half an hour went by before Vin lifted his head and looked up into Chris's face. With an eager innocence he raised an eyebrow and asked. "So. What did you think of your first massage?" Tracing the line of Chris' chin, he let his finger move over the features of this loving man.
"Well, was that your first one too?" Chris asked mischievously. Vin nodded waiting still for Chris's approval. " Well, I think the initial temperature of the oil could be a tad bit warmer, and when.." Chris got no further.
Vin slapped his chest playfully with his hand and sat up. Feeling Chris's softened organ still deep within him, he looked down and watched as he eased himself off. Arching against the aching emptiness, he felt Chris ease a finger inside him and stroke the pain away. Smiling a thanks at his lover, Vin climbed off the table and reached out for Chris's hand. Helping him up, Vin led them to the jacuzzi, he quickly filled it with a mineral bath and set Chris so that two of the spray jets worked the small of his back. Finishing his soaking bath first, Vin toweled off and went back to the side table. Pulling out a soft blue terrycloth robe, he slipped it on. Picking up another one, he brought it forward to Chris and wrapped it around him. The green color of the robe perfectly matched Chris's eyes.
Not saying anything, Vin pulled the completely relaxed Chris over to a pile of pillows in front of the fireplace. Sitting next to the glasses of wine was a small box wrapped in silver and a folded piece of paper. Gesturing for Chris to sit, Vin snuggled next to him and gave him one of the glasses to drink.
Chris tasted the wine and smiled, giving Vin a quizzical look. "Take a wine tasting class too?" Vin blushed and shook his head. "Nope, even better. I asked Ezra." Chris laughed and swallowed more of the wine.
"What's this?" Chris asked gesturing to the package and the poem.
Nervously, Vin set his glass down. "Uh, Chris. I just couldn't think of what to give ya. I don't have Ezra's taste or Josiah's education..or.." Chris put out his hand and touched Vin's lips.
"Hush. Nonsense. There is no one who knows me better than you. Whatever it is, I know it's perfect. May I open it?" Vin nodded his head, taking the folded paper up in his hands so Chris couldn't take it too. Chris admired the lovely paper around the small box, and opened it slowly. Inside the box was a tiny pinkie ring. Made of silver with two matching garnets at the center, it was perfect in it's simplicity.
Chris was so taken that he couldn't find any words to say. Holding out the ring and his left hand, he let Vin take it and slip it on his little finger. It fit perfectly. Looking at it, Chris felt tears start to form and looked at Vin with glistening eyes. "This is one of the reasons I love you, Vin Tanner. You know instinctively what's right for me. I love it. I love you."
Chris reached over and kissed Vin passionately on the lips. Vin let his tongue slip inside Chris's mouth but he pulled back before it could lead to anything more strenuous. Chris looked at Vin closely and saw a uncertainty in his eyes. "What is it, Vin? What's wrong? Did I?"
"No, Chris, no. Vin pulled himself upright and unfolded the paper. "I uh, wrote this poem. It's for your birthday. It ain't very good. I had Josiah help me with some of the spelling. Printed it on the computer myself. Don't laugh, ok?" Vin looked at Chris's serious face and made to get up. "Naw, never mind. It was a bad idea." Embarrassed Vin folded the paper and put it aside. Snuggling next to Chris he began licking his ear.
"Vin? Is that poem mine?" Waiting for an answer, Chris sat Vin upright again. Vin nodded his head. "Then it's my birthday present from you?" Vin blushed and nodded again. "Well, then I would like to read it, please."
Chris used his no nonsense voice to help Vin through his nervousness. Vin handed the poem to Chris and Chris opened it slowly. "May I read it out loud for both of us?" Vin smiled and stretched out on his side placing his head in Chris's lap. Chris lay his arm across Vin's shoulder as he read.
"It's called THIS IS THE PLACE GOD PROMISED. Taking a deep breath against the lump forming in his throat, Chris continued.
"my life without you has no meaning.
no timing..no sense of a place.
it holds no warmth or protection to guide me
for the times when the world's not my friend.
Looking down at Vin, Chris read on.
"I once thought I was lost forever.
in a sea of empty grey walls.
That no one could love me or make me
forget the sad things in my mind."
"You hold my soul in your hand now
I'm lost in the strength of you eyes.
This is the place that God wants for me
Promised me when I was very small."
"You take my hand without judgment.
My mind to explore and expand
My body to love and give pleasure
And my heart to make as your own."
Chris finished reading and simply stared at the paper. He could feel Vin tense and waiting against him. Leaning down he whispered. "No one has ever given me anything like this. This is beautiful..it how do the words come to you?..I ...Vin, God I love you so much." Turning Vin over, Chris pulled him upright sliding him into his lap. Stroking the hair off his face, he smiled gently down at the poet he held in his arms and began to rock him to sleep. Slowly their hearts began to beat together. Nestling Vin's sleeping body against him, Chris fell asleep protectively holding the one he loved.
THE END