Chris and Vin quickly finished their breakfasts and headed out - nothing unusual about that; neither man was the chatty type and they both liked to get an early start on the day. They strolled down the street, heading towards the livery. Vin had planned on an early morning patrol and Chris had decided he was going with him. Vin was a little surprised, but the burning look from Chris let him know the man wanted to be with him. Well, he'd been fed, and while he figured he could do with a bath since he was likely to be getting all hot and sweaty again, maybe he would just wait unless he could persuade Chris to join him in his pond.
Chris was trying not to crowd Vin - he knew the younger man needed his space, but he just couldn't seem to let him out of his sight just yet. This was too new and he was afraid Vin might change his mind if he got time away to think. Chris didn't want to pressure him, only let him know how good they could be together. He wanted Vin to know that he was interested in much more than just a roll in the hay. Chris wanted to be with Vin—always. He only prayed Vin felt the same way. The smitten gunfighter was pretty sure the tracker had never been married, likely had never even been in a long-term relationship. Hell, Vin isn't old enough to have had time for much of that, certainly not while he was bounty hunting. Maybe he had someone during his time with the Indians; since he'd obviously not been a prisoner. Larabee thought the young man could really do with some stability in his life - as much as Vin could with that bounty on his head anyway. Chris also figured the two of them could always leave if things got too complicated around town - Chris hated complicated. He watched as Vin made to mount his horse, eyeing the firm rounds of his butt, outlined by the snug-fitting buckskin pants. Damn, but the man is beautiful from any angle! Chris felt himself becoming aroused just thinking about what he'd like to do to that butt. Bad idea. Now I'm gonna be damned uncomfortable on that horse. So he looked away and tried to think of something else...anything else but that trim, hard beautiful body. He had to get Vin away from town - get him alone where they could spend some uninterrupted time together
Once the two of them were mounted on their horses, they set out with Chris feeling more than a bit uncomfortable in his tight, restrictive pants. He was almost glad he couldn't see the tempting bottom, covered by Vin's coat, anymore. But the image was already in his mind and nothing seemed about to shake that out anytime soon. Gotta find some secluded area and soon. The aroused gunfighter looked over at his companion and noticed Vin's distracted look. I hope he ain't rethinking our being together prayed Chris.
Vin was thinking of how good it felt to finally be with the man he'd wanted for so long. While he was a bit surprised at the ferocity of Chris'desire and need for him, he remembered what Buck had told him about Chris likely being possessive and wanting to be in charge. Well, he'd certainly been that all right! Though Vin didn't really mind too much - he knew he'd have to get Chris to listen to him when he was serious. Right now he just wanted to be with the man and he thought Chris was feeling the same way, judging by the hot looks he was getting. Vin chanced a glance over at the gunfighter to find himself being regarded by burning green eyes. The tracker felt heat flood into his groin Oh Spirits, looks like we're gonna be taking a detour from our patrol, if that look was anything to judge by. He blinked and licked his lips a bit nervously. The heated gaze intensified and Vin's pants were suddenly way too snug. Best make that detour now, b'fore I hurt myself. He glanced around and realised they weren't too far from a small canyon he knew Vin flicked a look at Chris and tried to find his voice in a dry throat. "Wanna take a break? There's a small creek back yonder. Could water the horses." He felt heat flush though out his body and face when Chris glanced toward the canyon than back to Vin - to look him slowly up and down.
"Yeah, sounds like an idea." Chris replied. I'd be more'n happy to get off this damn uncomfortable horse and out of these restrictive pants, and into Vin, he thought wickedly.+ + + + + + +
Buck finally dragged himself out of Ezra's warm bed; long after the sun had made it's appearance. He looked over at his partner; the man looked totally peaceful and not inclined to wake up anytime soon. Hell, ol' Ezra's never up 'fore noon anyway, so guess I shouldn't expect him to join me for a late breakfast. Buck smiled to himself, Man sure gave me an appetite though! Since Buck wasn't one for recriminations or self-flagellation, he felt no guilt over the previous night's activities. Nor did he expect any kind of commitment from Ezra. Figure Ez is just like me - lonely and looking for some company for the evening. Likely not wanting anything else from it or me. But I wouldn't mind getting together again sometime. He glanced back over at the form in the bed. "What the hell? Hey, Ezra! Time to rise and shine there pard! Sun is up and another beautiful day is upon us!"
"What in creation are you bellowing about?" A rough mumble issued from the mound of covers and Buck started to laugh. "What time is it anyway?" Inquired the same voice.
"Well let's see here - past breakfast time and well on it's way to lunch, and I'm getting hungry. "C'mon Ez, join me for lunch." Buck leaned over and tugged the covers away from Ezra's face, so he could see him. Ezra visibly cringed when the light hit him, and trying to pull the covers from Buck, but the scoundrel had both the advantages of size and alertness on his side and he kept them easily.
Ezra opened one green eye and glared at the smiling cowboy, "Is this the way you treat all your paramours on the subsequent morning? If so, I can not imagine why any of them would ever wish to see you again." The dishevelled gambler made an attempt to retrieve his covers again, to no avail.
"No, no, but then they are usually much more friendly in the morning or afternoon. 'Sides, even they understand that a man's gotta eat to keep up his strength." Buck gave Ezra a broad wink, and laughed when Ezra rolled his eyes. "Now, if you are real nice and give me a kiss, I might be persuaded to fetch ya back some coffee and food." Buck wouldn't mind Ezra joining him for lunch, but he knew he was unlikely to pry the gambler from his warm bed. But he did want to let him know that he had enjoyed himself and looked forward to being with him again.
Ezra looked back at him with a much more interested look on his face, now that it seemed that he wouldn't be required to actually get up. While I might possibly be able to physically persuade Buck to leave me here, it would likely take more energy than I feel capable of exerting at this time. Plus he's offering to bring me coffee later. The gambler looked searchingly into Buck's dark blue eyes and could see no regrets, only a good humour and a willingness to let Ezra decide if he wanted to participate in a sexual encounter again. The man might not always be couth, but he certainly is good hearted and a generous lover. Ezra decided to let Buck know he appreciated his offers - both spoken and silently intimated. "That sounds much more palatable at this ungodly hour, thank you Buck...for everything. I enjoyed myself immensely last night and earlier today. Perhaps you would care to place a wager some other time?" And it was understood that the prize wouldn't be monetary.
Buck gave him a wide smile and leaned down to kiss him deeply. Ezra could feel parts of him waking up that had no business be roused at this time of day. "Go, go and eat and bring me back something, I fear I shall perish if you keep draining my reserves this way." He softened the order with a pat to Buck's bristly cheek. While Ezra was sure he just looked unkempt with his morning shadow, Buck's whiskers only added a rakish touch to the scoundrel's dark looks. Ezra sighed and gave Buck a quick kiss on the mouth and then pushed him away. Buck left willingly - he's seen the look in Ezra's eyes and knew that he was going to get desert after lunch - and Buck loved desert!+ + + + + + +
Josiah was nearly run over by the energetic rogue, when the preacher walked past the doorway of the saloon. "Whoa, sorry there Josiah! Didn't mean to run ya over. Beautiful day ain't it?" Buck slowed up enough to join the older man in heading for the boarding house.
Josiah tilted his head slightly and regarded the ebullient gunfighter. Buck certainly seemed to have recovered from whatever awkwardness he had been experiencing earlier in the day. "Certainly is, Buck, certainly is." He answered the greeting, "you find Ezra, seems to me that you were looking for him earlier?" Josiah thought he might just try getting some answers for the strange goings on today.
"Sure did Josiah. Uh, you ain't seen Mary around lately, have you?" Buck suddenly remembered the circumstances that lead to his eventually finding Ezra. He glanced around him, almost expecting her to appear.
Josiah watched the reaction, "Nope." He continued on for a few more steps. "Though I think she might have been looking for you earlier." Josiah phrased it as a question.
Buck looked a little uncomfortable, "Well, she did seem to be everywhere. That woman sure is persistent, gotta give her that. Can't figure why she wanted to talk to me though, never said much of anything. Wanted to know if I'd been near the newspaper office last night." Buck stroked his moustache nervously, "Can't imagine why she'd think I'd be there, 'specially at night." He leaned in close to Josiah and winked. "Got a few much more accommodating places to be at night, if ya get my meaning."
Josiah laughed in response, knowing exactly what Buck's meaning was all about. As he followed Buck into the crowded rooms, the preacher man suddenly recalled seeing some movement outside of the Clarion last night. "Mary say why she was asking? Hope no one broke in or anything." Josiah's immediate thought was that someone had broken in to steal something, and he was concerned about Mrs. Travis' safety.
Buck managed to charm one of the cooks into getting two seats at the closest table to the kitchen, "No, just said she thought someone might have been in there after she locked up. He smiled happily at the cook and jerked back to Josiah, when he spoke again. "You know, I though maybe I saw a couple of people outside the Clarion last night, but they were gone before I could check them out." Josiah noticed Buck's sudden nervousness and added it to the long list of other puzzling things of this day.
"So, did ya get a good look at them?" Buck was not really too concerned that someone might have seen him with Ezra. He was pretty sure that with his rakish reputation, no one would suspect that he and the gambler were doing anything illicit. But if Mary had any information, she would pursue it, and she had been following him all day. Now why would she be doing that, unless she thought that I had been there? Unless those two fellas had actually seen us and said something to her. But that don't explain why she hasn't been pestering Ezra. Heck, it was Ezra who had ink on his butt and... Suddenly Buck realised that if the gambler had ink on him, then likely there was a very interesting imprint on the press. Buck couldn't help it - he burst out laughing - much to Josiah's surprise.
Josiah raised one bushy greying eyebrow. "Buck? You know something funny about Mary or the Clarion? I couldn't make out if I actually saw anyone or not." Josiah really had no idea what Buck suddenly found so funny. Unless there had been someone in the newspaper office, and Buck knew who it was. He looked at the sputtering Buck, considering. Or unless it was Buck himself who was there. That might explain why Mary was following him around.
Buck finally stopped laughing long enough to answer the patiently waiting man. "Well, Josiah, and this don't go beyond you and me, 'cause I don't think Mary needs to know about this. Sometimes ladies just don't appreciate a man having a bit of fun, you know." Josiah nodded sagely - he had a feeling he knew what was next. "Well, guess I have to admit that I know who was in the Clarion. It was me, and a friend." Buck's wink let Josiah know exactly what kind of friend he meant. Josiah just shook his head. Buck's escapades with the fairer sex were well known, but Josiah thought that the Clarion was a little extreme even for Buck.
The scoundrel gave Josiah a knowing smile - not ashamed in the least. Of course Josiah don't quite know the whole story, but sometimes these religious folks don't approve of unnatural pairings. While Buck knew that Josiah was well-educated and very open minded for all his religious upbringing, he saw no need to throw something like that in the ex-preacher's face. Not only was man-to-man sex illegal, but Buck had no desire to offend Josiah. Besides, while Buck didn't care if his own escapades were local gossip, he didn't think Ezra would appreciate having his name dragged through the muck.
Josiah was nodding to himself, as he looked over the day's menu. Only one thing didn't make sense about what Buck had just told him. What in Heaven's name did any of this have to do with Ezra avoiding Buck? He made his choice and smiled graciously at the cook.
"Say Josiah, ya haven't seen Vin or Chris today have you?" Buck's question brought another mystery back to the forefront of Josiah's mind.+ + + + + + +
Chris and Vin rode back into the canyon. It was very secluded, and they stopped next to the stream. Chris quickly dismounted and moved over to where Vin was swinging off his horse. The amorous man reached up with both hands to cup the firm ass as Vin slid down. Vin jerked in surprise and nearly jumped back on his horse; he hadn't seen Chris move over and was caught totally off guard. Damn, I'm so out of it, I ain't even aware of what's happening around me. Good way to get myself killed. He chastised himself, but his thoughts scattered as he felt those hands continue to caress his butt even after he'd got himself safely to the ground. One hand snaked around to cup the swelling between his legs and he was pulled back against his lover. Can't believe the man wants me again! Never figured he'd be so insatiable.
Chris removed the hand still cupping Vin's butt and slid it up his belly and chest to slide it up Vin's throat. He stroked the soft flesh and pulled Vin tightly back against himself, so that his mouth brushed against an ear not covered by the long curls. "Good thing for you that hide coat is long enough to cover that tight ass of yours, pard. Otherwise you'd find yourself fending off men constantly. Almost sinful how good ya look in them pants." Chris breathed into the exposed ear and felt Vin's cock swell under his hand.
Vin gulped, trying to get some moisture in his mouth and some control over his body. If Chris kept this up, he'd embarrass himself right there without taking off a stitch of clothing. "Ah, kin we get the horses settled first, cowboy? Don't wanna be chasing them all the way back into town." He could feel Chris'hard flesh pressing against his ass and knew the man was just as aroused as he was.
"All right, horses first. Then you'd best prepare yourself to get rode Vin, 'cause I want ya right now." He pulled Vin back hard into himself, cupping the tracker's swollen groin and rubbing himself against Vin's ass. Both men groaned at the sensations and Chris released Vin while he still had the presence to mind to do so.
Once their horses unsaddled and tied, Chris and Vin turned toward one another. Chris eyed the aroused young man in front of him, Can't believe I need him again. Boy makes me so hot - I feel like a teenager again. He growled at the tracker. "Best you get them clothes off Vin, b'fore I tear them offa ya."
Vin flushed visibly and moved shaking hands to his jacket. "All right." When he might have hesitated, Chris started to yank his own clothes off with a ferocity that let Vin know he wasn't joking. Vin started to strip at the same time and for a few minutes the only sounds besides Natures' were of clothes being unbuttoned, shucked off and two men panting heavily.
Chris managed to shrug out of his first and he immediately advanced on Vin who was bent over trying to get his second boot off. Chris'cock went rock hard as he approached Vin and saw his firm butt exposed. Vin could see him coming and struggled to get the recalcitrant boot off. Chris got there first. He pulled Vin upright for a moment and then crouched a bit and threw the mostly naked man over his shoulder. Vin let out a startled yelp, then hung on for dear life as Chris made a dash for a flat grassy area right next to the small creek. Chris dumped Vin in the grass and fell on top of him. Vin's breath whooshed out of him, and he lay still for a second, just trying to breathe. Chris used the moment to rise to his hands and knees and back down to remove what remained of Vin's clothing. Then he crawled back up to face the panting tracker.
"Ya'll right Vin? Didn't mean to land on you so hard." He leaned in close to kiss Vin's face, and was totally surprised when Vin wrapped his arms and legs around Chris and quickly rolled them over, so that the tracker was now on top. Chris looked up into laughing blue eyes. "Guess yer all right." He said dryly.
Vin grinned happily and freed on hand to stroke through Chris' hair. "Yeah, I'm just fine Cowboy." He started to kiss his lover's face and felt Chris push up against his body. Vin repositioned himself, as he kissed his way down Chris' neck and over to his ear. He nibbled carefully on it and then he whispered, "Roll over for me cowboy, I wanna see that ass of yers." And Chris groaned as the warm body left him. He rolled over, looking Vin in the eyes as he moved. The large blue eyes were narrowed and dark with lust as Chris' pert backside was exposed to Vin's view. Vin licked his upper lip hungrily and smoothed his hand over the firm mounds. Chris Larabee might be a hardened man, but he sure has a mighty smooth butt. - all round and sassy. Sure would like to take it hard sometime.
Chris was watching Vin's face over his shoulder and he could see the look of lust and want come over it. He knew what Vin was thinking and while it sent an answering jolt of lust through him, he also felt a tendril of fear creep up his back. I want Vin to have his pleasure too, but don't think I'm ready to be taken yet. I know it ain't fair - but I just ain't ready. His nervousness increased when Vin shuffled closer and mouthed the pale cheeks, leaving wet trails in the wake of his passage. Chris could feel the shivers rippling across his exposed skin.
Vin was enjoying the sensations, but knew that it wasn't entirely pleasure that was causing Chris' reaction. He wasn't surprised when the hoarse whisper said, "Vin. Ah, I know ya want me Vin, just don't know if I'm ready for that just yet." Chris drew in a tight breath; he wasn't a man who voiced his fears very often. "I know it ain't fair - that I took you. Just need some time." He finished lamely - totally ill at ease with having to admit to this.
Vin however wasn't upset; Buck had warned him that this might happen and he was satisfied for now, just to let Chris take him. But he did want the gunfighter, when he was ready. "S'OK Cowboy, I reckon this ain't easy for either of us. But ya know that your ass is gonna be mine someday." And Vin gave him a swat to let him know he wasn't angry. Of course the whack smarted just a bit, and Chris reacted by abruptly rolling away from the source of pain. Unfortunately he didn't check to see where he was moving and was shocked when he suddenly splashed into the creek.
"Shit! Damn that's cold!" Vin started to chuckle. The more Chris cursed, the harder Vin laughed, until Larabee made a sudden grab and captured the off guard tracker by the arm. "Think it's funny do ya? C'mere Vin, see how you like it." Chris pulled the struggling man over to him and flipped him over into the water. Vin came up sputtering and coughing and spraying water everywhere. Chris' laughter slowed when he saw Vin's wet form outlined in the sun. The sun sparkled on the water droplets and lent a golden glow to Vin's whole body. Damn! He's the most beautiful man I ever seen.
Chris' cock - slightly deflated due to the cold water - suddenly expanded and pressed against his belly. He rose to his feet and started to stalk his glimmering lover. This time Vin saw him coming, but he didn't try to escape. He wanted to be caught. Vin was more than ready to be reunited with Chris. The gunfighter pulled the wet body of his lover to him and kissed him with a passion that left little doubt in Vin's mind that it wasn't only animal lust that Chris was feeling. He could feel the love and caring in that kiss and in the hands caressing his body. Vin's chilled body quickly warmed up and he felt a returning heat coursing through his groin. Vin moaned into the kiss, letting Chris know he was ready for him - now.
When Chris heard Vin's moan and felt the response in the other man's body, he started to lower both of them to their knees in the shallow water. Neither man felt it's chill this time - they were too distracted with each other. Reluctantly they broke their kiss so they could satisfy the need pulsing through both of them. Vin gave Chris his lopsided grin and turned to present his butt to the older man. The tops of the pale round cheeks were just visible above the water and Chris didn't wait for a vocal invitation. He knelt right behind Vin and squeezed each cheek in his hands. Vin growled softly and tilted them up slightly - begging to be taken. Chris quickly but carefully prepared Vin's opening, using the water as lubricant. When Vin began to rock back on his hand, Chris removed it and placed his throbbing cock at the entrance. He grasped Vin's hips and asked. "Are ya ready Vin? 'Cause I'm gonna take ya hard. Need you so bad now. But I don't wanna hurt ya." Vin's answer was a hoarse, "Yeah." And then he was mounted.
Chris took his time easing his large shaft into Vin, despite his warning and need - mindful of Vin's reactions. The tracker stiffened once or twice in pain, but it passed quickly and soon Chris was filling him completely. Chris whispered into his ear. "Vin?" and the answering shove backward was his signal. He pulled out and then rammed back into the tight hole, causing Vin to grunt with the effort. Chris slid back and forth...and back in and out and in. Both men rocking hard and thrusting - their hips working like pistons. The water sloshed and splashed around them, as wet groin slapped against wet ass. Chris grasped Vin's shaft in one hand and began squeezing and stroking him in the frenzied rhythm they had set. Rocking back and forth...to and fro...in and out...wet and slick and hot. In and out...faster and harder...back and forth...grunting and moaning and growling and panting. Each man exhorting the other...harder...faster...more.
With a harsh growl, Vin came first - spurting white cream over Chris' encircling hand and into the water. His erratic thrashing caused Chris to follow quickly in his wake. Chris lost control and he rammed into Vin and stiffened as his seed gushed out and filled Vin with liquid heat. Vin managed to stay on all fours until Chris collapsed against him, then he fell forward into the water. Luckily for him, they were far enough into the shore that his upper body was on the bank and he didn't drown. Chris rested on top of him for a moment, gasping hard as he tried to catch his breath. Vin lay under him, his heart thundering in his chest. Chris' weight wasn't helping, but Vin enjoyed the heat and was too out of breath to say anything.
Chris finally recovered a bit and carefully rolled off Vin to lie beside him on the grassy bank. He pushed the sopping curls out of the way, so he could see Vin's flushed face. "You all right Vin? Damn that was intense."
Vin gave him a tired grin. "Yeah, it was that all right." He reached out to stroke Chris' face. "I'm doin just fine Cowboy, long as you're here with me."
His lover's heart gave a hard lurch, "I plan to be here Vin. Long as you'll have me." Chris hadn't planned to put his feelings into words just yet, but it felt right.
Vin closed his eyes for a minute, then opened them again. Yep, Chris is still here. I didn't dream it. He swallowed before answering, "Well, guess you best plan to be around for a long while then, 'cause I waited a long time for this. Ain't 'bout to let it go anytime soon."
"Damn, we sound as sappy as that stuff Buck usually spouts off to his ladies. But I mean it Vin."
"Me too, Cowboy, me too. Now if ya really wanta show me how much ya care. You could help me outta this water 'fore I freeze something real important here." Vin grinned at him, easing the emotion of the moment.
Chris looked at him and started to laugh again. "Must be true love Vin. And I thought you were a poet." He groaned as he forced sore muscles to move and offered a hand to Vin. They got and wiped themselves off, then moved their blankets to a sunny spot where they could rest for a bit. It wasn't too long before both men were asleep, wrapped around each other.+ + + + + + +
Josiah sighed and said. "Yep."
Buck looked at Josiah, waiting to see if any more information was forthcoming. Before he could ask for more details, another voice was heard as JD joined them for lunch.
"Hey Buck, Josiah. Mind if I join you?"
"Sure Kid, have a seat." Buck replied.
"JD." Josiah's deep voice intoned.
JD quickly gave his order to the cook and turned back to the two men. "Say, either of you seen Vin or Chris today? They seem to be acting kinda strange to you?"
Buck quickly directed his attention elsewhere and Josiah just stared at JD.
JD looked back at him, "What?!"
THE END
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