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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Okay this was my first try at the S word, so bear with me. Thanks for the title Tracy :)
He hadn't meant to leave so abruptly, but the air had become so thick and suffocating in the small town, that he had no choice, he had to leave and clear his head. What had set off this desperate search for breath, he told himself he didn't know; he lied.Who' ya tryin' to bluff Tanner, ya ain't no Ezra. Ya know very well why ya high-tailed out of there, he chastised himself, as he pushed his hat further down on his head. Damn, this can't be happenin' , he silently cursed.
Pacing the cliff top overlooking the empty expanse of desert, the bounty hunter wanted to scream to the four winds of his frustration. This is wrong Tanner and ya know it. If there's a damn hole big enough for ya to bury yerself, ya'll find it. Yanking at his hat, he slapped the side of his leg with the cowhide. "Idiot! Idiot!!" he berated.
He had no choice now, he would have to leave. Leave before anyone found out what a twisted person they had living among them. He could imagine the looks the others would give him if they knew, but worse, he could imagine the look in Chris' eyes. He could just imagine the look of disgust and horror that would emanate from the gunfighter's face. "Chris'd probably shoot me where I stood and I reckon I wouldn't blame him," he voiced his fears to the air.
"Now why would I wanna do that?"
Startled by the voice, Vin dropped his hat as swung around, feeling a rush of heat to his face.
"I didn't think anyone could get the drop on you, Pard," Chris grinned as he picked up the tracker's hat and dusted it off. "You must have been miles away. Somethin' on your mind?" the gunfighter asked as he held out the hat.
"Yeah, I reckon ya could say that," Vin lied as he took the offered hat. Think idiot, think... "Been thinkin' with Eli Joe dead and all. I mean, with no way to clear my name, well, I reckon it's time I was movin' on. I don't want to bring trouble to town."
Chris appeared to think on Vin's words as he stepped closer to his young friend. "So Eli Joe's ghost was the reason you rode outa town like the hounds of hell were chasin' you. I thought it might've been because of me."
Vin shifted on his feet, as he nervously stared at the ground. "Na, I ain't gotta problem with ya cowboy."
"Then why," Chris's voice lowered as he stepped closer to the tracker, "would I want to shoot you?"
Hindered by the nearness of his problem, Vin stepped backward, hitting a rock formation as he tried to put distance between him and the green eyes that seared his soul. "I--I was just thinkin' out-loud. Thought ya might not take too kindly the idea of me goin'; me runnin' out on ya and all."
Taking another step closer, Chris's gaze stripped the tracker to the bone. "Damn right about that Pard. So, how do we settle this problem?"
"Already settled I reckon." Vin answered as he attempted to walk away. "I'm leavin'."
"The hell you are." Chris snarled as he grabbed at the tracker's arm and pulled him toward him and pinned him against the rock wall.
This can't be happen... Vin's thoughts melted away as Chris lips dissolved into his. The tracker's legs threatened to give way under the gunfighter's tender but determined attack.
Chris had wanted to do this for so long that now that it was happening he didn't have time to think; only to react. In his lust-induced daze, all he could feel was the gorgeous body he had pinned against him. A moan was passed from one mouth to the other as he pressed his hot aching body against the completely stunned tracker. Wrapping his left arm around the trim muscular waist, Chris pulled Vin in tight against him, while his right hand entwined itself in the long hair.
Staring hungrily into wide blue eyes, his kiss deepened as he devoured the moist shocked mouth. He circled his hips against Vin, his heart thumping in his chest as the tracker gasped under his probing tongue.
Vin suddenly pushed him away. "Chris, I want this, but --"
Vin looked so confused, his lips already swelling and moist with the gunfighter's kiss. Chris wanted nothing more than to take him in his arms again, feel that hard body pressed against his. He tried to breath normally, tried to control his need to have the young man. "It's the most right thing in the world Vin."
Vin was staring at him, blushing as he bit his lower lip. "It's not that-- I just haven't--" For all his wanting and need for the dark gunfighter, Vin was still a virgin when it came to men.
Chris had never let himself stare too long at the beautiful young face or fantasize about the tight body...at least he didn't dare let himself do it too often. Now that he had made the move and knew Vin's true feelings there was no turning back for either of them.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Hell," he smiled, "I love you." Pulling Vin back against him, he reclaimed his young lover's mouth.
Chris felt Vin's body respond as he ground his own erection tight against the hardness trapped between Vin's thighs. He could feel the exact moment that Vin surrendered and began to push his body against him.
Vin was beginning to make desperate whimpering sounds and Chris joined in as Vin turned his moist lips to Chris' collarbone.
"Chris," Vin sighed over and over in a desperate whisper. "Oh Hell, Chris.." He so felt relieved to be able to finally say the name with his true feelings behind it.
Chris was incapable of teasing Vin anymore. It was as if all his repressed need for this beautiful young man was released in a flood of desire. Clenching a strong hand in Vin's long tresses their eyes met and for moment it seemed as if time itself stopped.
Vin was trembling with excitement and could barely stand, all he wanted was Chris to cover him, he wanted those strong hands to position him in anyway the gunfighter wanted.
Chris growled in Vin's ear as he pulled the tracker so closer the were nearly one. "Damn, I want you Vin."
The urgency in his voice was primitive and it spoke to Vin in ways words could not. "I ain't arguing am I?"
Chris quickly removed Vin's gunbelt, stripping the young man's clothes just as quickly. As he discarded Vin's shirt, Chris touched the bulge in Vin's pants, "I want this." he demanded lustfully. Keeping eye contact at all times, Chris slowly moved down the taunt, but trembling body, peeling the trackers pants as he went. He could smell Vin's passion and grabbing the inside of the hard thighs, Chris pushed them hard apart. He rubbed his face over the rigid shaft, while keeping his eyes locked on the beautiful flushed face. Vin's eyes never wavered and Chris knew his new lover was lost in passion. A pink tongue was wetting the parted lips, and Chris groaned imagining that tongue and lips at work elsewhere... No too soon. Gently nipping the shaft, Vin cried out, as he pushed his hips forward.
Running a hand over Vin's twitching shaft, Chris moved his other around until his fingers delved deep between the plump, round cheeks. As his fingers brushed against Vin's untouched entry, Chris again made eye contact with his breathless, but unsure lover.
"I want all of you Vin. I'm going to want this," he said as his fingers pushed tenderly against the small hole. "Tell me if it's not want you want and we'll end this right now." Chris didn't know if he could honestly stop himself now, but he had to at least give Vin the chance to back away.
Vin's body was on fire, lost in the pleasure Chris' touch was igniting.
"N-n-no do it. P-p-please so g-good."
Chris looked around for somewhere to continue this. He didn't want Vin's first time to be too uncomfortable. A smooth rock surface, under a small over hang, caught his attention. He gently lead the shaky young man over and sat him down.
Vin's breath caressed Chris' mouth as he pleaded, "I want to see yer body Chris...please."
Joining Vin, Chris sucked on the demanding lips..
Chris began to unbutton the buttons on his black shirt, when Vin stopped him. "I've been dreaming of this for so long...let me do it...I want to."
Chris' shaft throbbed at the thought and he felt like Vin's voice alone would make him lose himself. Bending eagerly to the task, Vin's hands fumbled, but eventually revealed Chris' skin. It was so hot and silken under his fingers. He bent his head and licked a trail down the skin toward the denim causing Chris to shiver under the tracker's touch.
"Oh God Vin," Chris hissed.
Vin couldn't wait any longer and he tore at the remaining buttons eagerly. He sucked in his breath as Chris' enflamed cock sprung free from its denim encasing. Vin smiled, as he hungrily swiped his tongue over the head, pleased when he heard Chris moan in pleasure. Reckon I gotta be doin' somethin' right Vin chuckled to himself. He knew there was no turning back now. He wasn't sure what to do, but he knew what he liked having done to him, so he guessed it wouldn't be too hard to figure out the rest.
Chris tried to control the urge to push his throbbing need into the the inviting mouth in front of him, but that decision was soon taken out of his hands as Vin engulfed him. Unable to command his body any longer, his hips, which had a mind of their own, pushed his cock further into Vin's virgin throat. The tracker's obvious enjoyment at the several inches of cock that thrust wantonly, was too much for Chris and he felt himself explode.
Vin's eyes widened as the hot liquid filled his mouth but he continued to swallow eagerly, feeling the closest thing to peace that he had in years just having Chris's taste consuming his senses.
Pulling away from the tracker, Chris was breathless as he looked as inviting lover. "God, Vin! And you have never done this before? Now, what can I do in return?"
Vin watched as Chris finished removing his jeans and joined Vin naked on the rock. Vin lay splayed naked the weathered smooth surface. Chris soaked the vision in; the legs; the trim taut waist; the pulsing cock that begged to be sucked; the lean hunter's body; and best, the achingly beautiful face. And it is all mine.
He saw Vin's blues eyes aflame with desire and he knew that the young tracker was devouring his naked visage as hungrily as he had taken in his. He drew a slow finger over the pronounced muscles on his stomach, watching Vin lick his own swollen red lips that had been wrapped so deliciously around his newly hardening cock only moments before.
"God, I don't know where to start. I want everything."
Vin's eyes were begging Chris to touch him; for the gunfighter take him. Chris bent eagerly to oblige him. He kissed and licked Vin's face and neck, capturing the eager mouth and their tongues slid over one another.
Vin was making open-mouthed gasps as Chris' head lowered. The gunfighter bit and licked the small erect nipples. His cock throbbed in response to Vin's moans and he quickly decided to leave the slow seduction for another time. He swooped his mouth down to cover the throbbing cock, deep throating it with one hungry motion. Vin's hips leapt of the rock and he screamed as Chris pulled off a bit to suck hard and fast. When the shaking of Vin's thighs and the thickening of his sweet shaft informed Chris of the tracker's impending orgasm, he began to move his hand up down quickly as he released Vin from his mouth and saw the orgasm to its end by hand.
Using his young lovers spent seed, Chris carefully began to stretch Vin. Positioning himself between the younger man's parted thighs, he gently prepared him as best he could. Placing his cock against the tight opening, he gently pushed in. Vin pushed back with his hips forcing the cock in deeper, as he clenched his teeth against the painful entry.
Chris leaned over his lover's body and kissed his lips tenderly, waiting for the tracker's muscles to relax. The small amount of Vin's seed eased his pain, loosening his clenched muscles. Chris pulled his organ slowly out, then pushed back in. Vin unconsciously wrapped his legs around the gunfighter's waist, resting his ankles on the cleft of the larger man's ass and pulling him in with each thrust.
Chris didn't last long, as the tight grip of Vin's rectal muscles on the large man's cock pulled Chris over the edge as he lost himself into his lover's body. The older man bent down and captured Vin's mouth in a deep kiss.
"Was it as good as you were thinkin'? I didn't hurt you did I?" Chris asked tenderly.
"Na, ya didn't hurt me, Cowboy. I reckon I could do it again," the tracker grinned as he claimed ownership of Chris' mouth.
Chris pulled back, a frown suddenly creasing his brow. "But, I thought you were leaving?"
Vin's smile lit up his face as he looked lovingly at his lover. "Why should I? Everything I want is here."
THE END
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