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Chris pulled Vin into the shack and slammed the door, without waiting for the tracker to knock. Pushing the startled man up against the door, he devoured his mouth in a fierce kiss. In minutes, his nimble fingers had the younger man's coat and shirt open and he was attacking the soft skin of Vin's neck and chest greedily.Vin moaned under Chris's hot mouth and roving hands. He felt a hand squeezing his cock and rubbing his balls through his trousers and felt his knees start to buckle.
"Oh no you don't," Chris breathed into his ear, as he pushed him back against the door. His tongue slid into the crevices in Vin's ear and he leaned heavily against the younger man holding him in place with his weight, while he hastily unfastened both of their pants and freed two rock hard cocks. "Stay there," he warned, as he took off his boots and kicked off his pants.
Vin couldn't have moved if he wanted to. The suddenness of Chris's lust filled attack had his head swimming and his cock ready to burst. He felt like he'd fall flat on his face, if he attempted to move away from the support of the door. Chris hurried to the stove and scooped out a dollop of lard from the pan sitting on it.
Returning to his lover, he slicked both of there cocks and used the grease to slip two fingers inside of Vin. The tracker was moaning and trying to go deeper onto those talented fingers. Chris knew he was ready and pulled his fingers out and turned Vin around to face the door. Vin put both hands flat, palms out against the door to support himself. He almost came on the spot, when he felt Chris's hard length pushing against his opening. Suddenly, the tight hole opened and both men gasped at the sensations.
Chris pounded into the smaller man, his hand wrapped tightly around Vin's cock, keeping tempo with his own strokes.
Vin couldn't believe how good this felt. Chris had always been a demanding lover, but he'd never been this rough or so forceful before. The tracker as loving every minute of it and he hoped Chris would act this way a little more often.
"I'm gonna come," they both yelled together and then did so together.
Chris, milked Vin with his hand until he felt the throbbing cock still and he kept thrusting into Vin, until his own cock went too soft to push into the tight heat.
"Damn Chris!" Vin gasped.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Vin."
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