Disclaimer: MGM and Trilogy own the rights to the guys but I own the rights to my fantasies.
Notes: I'd like to thank Kap for beta reading this and for once again supplying the title.
"What were you doing back there, Vin?" Chris's voice sounded so abruptly that Vin actually jumped. He looked up to see the ATF team leader standing only a few feet in front of him."Huh?" Vin feigned confusion, his eyes going wide. He pressed his hand down into his pocket, making sure the empty plastic bags were hidden.
Chris took a step forward, closing the distance between them by half. He nodded his head once towards the hallway, though he never broke eye contact. "What were you doing, Vin?" he repeated the question.
"Where...?" Vin asked, maintaining his air of innocence.
Chris took another step forward, the toes of the two men now nearly touching. He drew himself up to his full height and stuck out his chest. Though he was only an inch or so taller than Vin, he made a big show of tilting his head back and looking down on the other man. "I can *make* you tell me," he growled menacingly.
Never one to be bullied, Vin also drew himself up to his full height and challenged the man with his eyes.
In a move nearly as fast as a bolt of lightning, Chris's arms were around Vin's torso and his hands clutched Vin's shoulder blades. He pressed the sharpshooter to his chest and crushed his lips down on Vin's. Though the mouth pressed roughly, the probing tongue was gentle and as it gained access into Vin's mouth, it softly swept its way over the tender skin of Vin's inner cheeks. It caressed Vin's tongue with loving strokes and Chris was filled with the taste of his lover.
Vin moaned softly into Chris's mouth as a tingling sensation shivered down to his toes. He felt his knees weaken as the unexpected pleasure consumed him. Chris's hands on his back added support as Vin felt himself melt.
If Chris's arms strained under the added weight, the man never noticed as he pulled his lips off of Vin's and traced a line across his cheek to his ear with his tongue. He nestled his face into Vin's neck and began nibbling lightly on the soft skin there.
Vin rocked his head backwards and tilted it to the side, allowing Chris easy access to the sensitive area.
Chris alternated kisses with his nibbles as he worked his way up slowly to Vin's ear lobe. He circled his tongue lightly around it then closed his lips and suckled.
Vin sighed huskily as he felt the warm mouth encompass his lobe.
Slowly, Chris released the soft flesh and moved to rest the side of his face against the side of Vin's, his mouth next to Vin's ear.
"What were you doing, Vin?" he quizzed softly.
Vin's eyes drooped. "God...I love you..." was Vin's non-sequitur response.
Chris pulled back and looked at Vin and after a moment, Vin lifted his eyes to meet Chris's. It took several seconds for Vin to focus.
"The horses are tended," Chris said then darted his eyes down the hall and smiled devilishly.
A slow smile crept on Vin's face and he let Chris push him into motion towards the bedroom.
The room was bright with the afternoon sun streaming in through the partially open curtains. Chris guided Vin up to the side of the bed and turned to face him. He reached up and pulled on the string tie at the neck of Vin's sweatshirt.
Vin looked down and watched Chris's fingers work the string. He slowly raised his hands up to Chris's shirt and worked the buttons loose, one by one, down to the man's waist. He tugged firmly on the shirt trying to release it from the tight jeans Chris wore. He was about to move to unfasten the waistband of the jeans when he felt Chris's hands slide up under his sweatshirt and lightly move across his stomach. Chris was using the upward movement of his arms to lift the shirt up to Vin's shoulders and Vin raised his hands trying to help in the removal of the item. Chris stripped the shirt off and dropped it to the floor beside him.
Vin's hands had immediately returned to the stubborn button at the top of the black jeans. Chris smiled as he sucked his stomach in a little to give Vin a little extra fabric to work with. Finally, it came free and the next moment found the zipper down. Vin pulled Chris's shirt free, undid the two remaining buttons and slipped it off Chris's shoulders. Chris had stopped to watch as Vin's eyes widened with lust at Chris's exposed chest. Seeing his lover's emotion only fueled his further.
The two made quick work of the rest of their clothing then stood before each other, their manhoods growing firmer each second. Chris raised one hand and pushed Vin non-too-gently onto the bed. He climbed on a moment later and silently positioned Vin onto his back, then lay down on top of him.
Chris wrapped his fingers around Vin's wrists and pressed them into the mattress as he leaned forward and brushed his lips across Vin's. Vin hummed at the sensation, the vibrations tingling Chris's lips. He smiled and swept his lips by again before he buried his face in Vin's neck again, this time kissing lightly in a trail down to Vin's hardening nipples.
Chris circled his tongue around and around, feeling the chest muscles tense, feeling the tiny nub at the center get as hard as a rock. He pressed his lips around the pebble and sucked on it as he teased it with light flicks of his tongue. After a minute, Chris moved to repeat the activity on the other side of Vin's chest.
Vin was content for the moment to lay still and succumb to the sensations Chris's ministrations were producing. His low moans and tightening muscles let Chris know that he was enjoying what Chris was doing.
Slowly, Chris moved down Vin's firm chest to his stomach where he ringed his navel with his tongue. Pulling back slightly, he blew softly on the area then plunged his tongue down into the small cavity and sucked. Vin took a deep breath and sighed wantonly as he tightened his abdomen.
Chris pushed himself up onto his hands and knees and climbed over Vin's body to lay perpendicular to him, his mouth dangerously close to Vin's crotch. Vin rolled his head to the side and looked at Chris's face as the blond man eyed the prize in front of him.
Chris snaked an arm over Vin's thigh and his nimble fingers began rolling Vin's balls gently. Vin closed his eyes and moaned, tipping his hips slightly towards what he knew would be ecstasy.
Chris's tongue continued on its mission of stimulation and darted out to brush the tip of Vin's still hardening cock. He lapped at the member from several directions and the corners of his mouth curled up as he watched the reaction. His fingers unconsciously stopped their manipulations occasionally around Vin's balls as he concentrated on the shaft in front of him.
Vin started to squirm under the sensations and Chris placed his free hand flat on Vin's stomach and pushed lightly, silently telling Vin not to move. As Vin stilled, Chris splayed out his fingers and kept pressing lightly.
Vin moaned loudly as a mouth descended upon him, wrapping its warm moistness around him. He kept his senses enough not to thrust deep within it. Chris circled his tongue around the hardness, stopping for a few seconds at a time to suck. He began bobbing his head up and down on the pole, twisting his head from side to side as he formed his tongue to the side of the shaft and let his teeth gently scrape along the opposite side.
As Chris manipulated Vin's penis, he took in the changes in Vin's body. The alternating tensing and relaxing of his stomach muscles, the restrained bucking of his hips and his increasing, panting breath. He smiled as much as he could with his mouth full.
Chris could feel the climax rising in Vin and he increased his efforts until Vin burst forth into his mouth and Chris swallowed until all the milky juices were down his throat. He kept his mouth around Vin until he was nearly flaccid then slowly, he pulled himself off. He turned to look at the head of the bed where he saw Vin's eyes closed, his mouth open partway as he took in several deep breaths. Chris smiled and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees. He prowled forward till he was eye to eye with Vin where he lowered himself down onto his side and leaned over partway onto Vin. He gently rested his head beside Vin's.
"What were you doing back here, Vin?" he questioned seductively.
"Hmmm," Vin murmured a sleepy reply. Chris raised up on his elbow and looked at Vin's relaxed features.
"Vin," he called softly. Vin made no response except to continue breathing deeply and steadily.
Chris drooped back down on his elbow and glanced down at his own dwindling manhood. This wasn't what he had planned. Looking back at Vin's contented face, he couldn't help but smile, shrug slightly and lay back onto his back. His satisfaction could wait for a little while.
Vin lay still for several minutes, making sure Chris fell asleep. He couldn't have been sure that was what Chris would have done when he had pretended to be asleep but was glad when the man laid back and closed his eyes. Finally, Vin shifted slightly and waited to see if there was any response from Chris. When there wasn't, he opened his eyes a crack and turned his head towards the man beside him.
Chris's eyes were closed and he seemed to sleeping. Vin shifted again, pulling himself away from the warm body, and still Chris made no move or sound. Vin smiled slyly and slowly began sliding towards the edge of the bed.
He climbed off to the floor and sat still, watching Chris. The man was asleep. Vin moved to the foot of the bed and pulled out a dark brown wad from under the corner. He pulled the wad out, tugging on one end to make sure it was still securely tied in place. He ran the material between his curled hand to make sure it would lay out straight and he checked the loop he had made at the ot her end. Satisfied, he peeked over the top of the mattress and leaned forward, draping the loop over Chris's foot and working it gently under his heel so that it loosely fell around his ankle. Vin tightened the loop until it fit snugly around Chris's leg then ducked quickly down below the mattress as he heard a low moan come from Chris.
It took several moments before Vin ventured to peek at the man on the bed and the blond man appeared to still be asleep. Vin smiled to himself and moved to the other corner to repeat his actions on Chris's other leg.
With the legs securely tied, Vin moved to the head of the bed. Chris's arms would be trickier because they were currently at his sides and he wanted them above his head. He gently wrapped his fingers around one wrist and slowly pulled Chris's arm along until it was positioned where he wanted it. He reached down under the corner of the bed and pulled out another brown clump. Silently, he arranged the loop over Chris's wrist and tightened it in place.
Three down, one to go. Vin stealthily moved to the last corner of the bed and pulled the last remaining tie from under the bed. He moved onto the mattress and reached slowly for Chris's wrist. The man began to stir and his eyes fluttered open. Vin panicked a moment, then reached forward quickly and grabbed Chris's arm, pulling it towards him before Chris woke up enough to know what was going on. He secured the last loop in place as Chris began tugging curiously on his legs.
"Huh?" Chris groaned as he raised his head up off the mattress to look down at the foot of the bed to see why he couldn't move his legs around. He saw something dark wrapped around each ankle and when he tried to pull himself up to a sitting position, he felt his arms restrained over his head. He quickly turned his head to see similar dark loops around each of his wrists.
"Vin?" he hollered with a touch of panic in his voice as he twisted his head around to look the room over.
Vin had slipped off the side of the mattress and keeping below the surface, he'd moved to the foot of the bed. He positioned himself in between Chris's outstretched legs and slowly began to raise up. "Right here, Chris," he replied huskily to Chris's call.
Chris turned his head and watched Vin come up at his feet and lean onto his forearms on the mattress. "What the hell is going on here?" he demanded as he tugged furiously on the bindings.
"Just a little experiment. Wanted to see if it were true."
"If what were true? Untie me!"
"I heard that pantyhose don't leave marks. Wanted to find out, so you go ahead and struggle all you want. I'll just keep myself busy with things." Vin told his friend as he leaned forward till his mouth was beside Chris's leg. As he finished talking, he slowly lapped his tongue on the underside of Chris's knee.
Chris jerked his knee involuntarily at the touch, still too unnerved to be aroused. Vin had expected that reaction and was able to pull back before the movement hit him in the face.
"Vin, untie me!" Chris repeated his demand.
Vin smiled evilly and leaned over to lick at the other knee. He reached up with one hand and turned Chris's leg to the side and held it in place as he licked repeatedly at the sensitive spot. Chris lowered his head back down to the mattress, pulling at the ties on his arms, vowing Vin would pay for this.
Vin slipped back off the edge of the mattress and ran his tongue firmly from heel to toe on the bottom of one of Chris's feet, leaving a wide, wet trail. Chris curled his toes at the feeling and Vin wrapped his mouth around the big toe, sucking roughly as he scrubbed his tongue along the bottom. Vin kept his eyes on the head of the bed and met Chris's whenever the man raised his head up.
Vin moved slowly back up to Chris's inner thigh, kissing and licking the smooth, soft skin that led the way up to the magical spot at the top. Before he reached it, he shifted over to Chris's other leg and repeated the climb with his mouth, drawing circles with his tongue as he moved on the pale skin.
Chris felt his anger subside as he resigned himself to the situation and let his body enjoy what was being done to it. He lifted his head again but all he could see was the top of Vin's head as he lapped his way up to his crotch. Chris lowered his head again, wishing he had a pillow so he could watch easily, without straining his neck.
As if reading his mind, Vin got up onto his hands and knees and climbed slowly over the top of Chris's body, the tip of his penis gently dragging over the skin of Chris's stomach. Vin locked eyes with Chris as he moved and reached for a pillow. He pulled it forward and stopped it beside Chris's head, waiting. Chris raised up and Vin slid it under the blond man's head. Vin reached forward again, grabbing two more pillows and drug them back down to where he sat between Chris's legs.
Vin gently slid his hand under Chris's backside and lifted up, shoving the pillows underneath. He sat on his folded legs and gauged himself against Chris's body, making sure the parts on his body would reach the parts he wanted them to on Chris's body. He pulled one pillow out, folded it in half and rapidly tucked it back under Chris. He measured again and seemed satisfied. He looked back up at Chris and his eyebrows darted up once as he smiled. Vin shifted to sit cross-legged between Chris's legs and looked down at Chris's crotch. He reached forward and put his finger tips gently on Chris's penis. That touch alone was enough to start it swelling.
Vin scooted himself back to where he could lean forward and reach Chris's cock with his mouth. He licked lightly on it a few times, then raised back up. He placed a hand on either side and rolled it slightly between his palms, almost like he was molding it. The action caused it to grow more.
Chris watched Vin as he seemed to focus all of his attention on the member before him, smiling at the intensity of his lover's concentration.
With his palms still on either side, Vin put his thumbs on the underside of Chris's penis and massaged them slowly, firmly up to the tender tip. He leaned forward and played his tongue around the slit, lapping up the small droplet of moisture there.
Chris moaned out loud and Vin glanced up to Chris's face, smiling at the expression of pleasure growing there.
Vin wrapped one hand around Chris's shaft and squeezed. He wrapped the other hand just above the first one and squeezed it too. Then he alternated squeezes from hand to hand, tilting his head to the side as he watched the member grow darker and the veins in it become more pronounced.
Abruptly, Vin released Chris and stretched out forward running his hands across Chris's chest and out his outstretched arms until he was laying flat on Chris's chest, his lower abdomen confining Chris's cock between them and his own growing member laying between Chris's spread legs and moving against his sensitive balls. Vin kissed the skin where he could reach, twirling the sparse chest hair around with the tip of his tongue.
Vin turned his head to the side and rested it on Chris's chest as he ran his hands back and forth over Chris's upper arms and circled his hips slowly, keeping Chris rigid.
Chris pulled feebly on the restraints. "I want to hold you, Vin," he complained.
Vin smiled at the rumbling sound Chris's voice made deep in his chest. He pushed himself up and maneuvered himself to where his lips met Chris's. He pressed firmly and opened and closed his mouth as he tasted his lover.
Silently, Vin moved off of Chris and the restrained man watched as he opened the drawer on the night stand and pulled out a familiar tube of ointment and a small towel from the stack found there. He climbed back over Chris until he was once again between his legs. He opened the tube and squeezed out a generous amount onto the palm of one hand. He slathered it around his penis then moved his hand to the small puckered opening between Chris's firm cheeks. He pressed gently with one finger until the opening gave way and his finger tip slipped in.
Chris moaned and Vin wrapped his free hand around him, pumping just enough to keep him aroused without sending him over the edge.
Vin worked a second finger in and pressed deeper. He circled his fingers, urging the opening to relax and let him in further. Chris bucked as Vin hit the spot he was probing for. He rubbed his finger tip on the spot for a few seconds, then eased a third finger inside and pressed deeper, still gently circling as he did.
When Chris seemed ready, Vin pulled his fingers out and moved to position the tip of his manhood at the opening as he reached for the towel to wipe the residual ointment from his hand. It took just a gentle pressure to breach the opening and slip inside. Chris squirmed at the sensation and Vin pressed slowly in deeper.
Vin wrapped one hand around the base of Chris and squeezed, continuing to squeeze as he inched his hand out to the tip, all the while pushing deeper into Chris. Once his hips were pressed up against Chris's, he stopped and remained deep inside, feeling the warmth of his lover surround him. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back as his body shuddered at the feeling.
Chris shifted around, wanting Vin to pump, sure he could get in deeper, wanting to be full of the man. Vin trapped Chris's throbbing cock against him and pressed with his hand as he began thrusting in and out with his hips.
Both men began panting heavily as they concentrated on the sensations coursing through their bodies. Vin could feel when Chris was nearing his climax and pumped harder and faster, sending both men over the edge together, the room echoing with their cries of the other's name.
Vin collapsed on top of Chris as his body recovered. Several minutes passed before he was able to pull free of Chris and sit up. He found the towel and cleaned up both himself and Chris quickly then moved to lay beside his lover, resting his cheek on Chris's chest.
Chris opened his eyes and watched as Vin circled a finger around one of his nipples.
"Are you ever going to untie me, Vin?" he asked hoarsely, his voice not yet recovered from the afternoon's activity.
Vin raised his head up and looked Chris in the eye. "Are you going to kill me?" he asked, hoping to be able to read the truth in the man's eyes because whatever the truth was, he fully expected Chris to say no.
"Not if you untie me now," Chris smiled as he spoke.
Vin squinted his eyes as he tried to gauge the response. Finally deciding that he would remain alive for another day, he moved off the bed to the night stand and pulled a pair of scissors out of the drawer. When he moved to one of Chris's legs and positioned the scissors around the hose, Chris balked.
"Don't cut `em," he said.
Vin stopped and looked at Chris. "So you can use on me! Nuh-uh! No way. You buy your own pantyhose. See how you like going through the check-out with `em." He continued his chore, making sure to hack the restraints into small enough pieces that Chris couldn't use them against him. He moved to the other leg and minced that pair of pantyhose.
Shifting to Chris's arms, Vin paused and pulled the hose down Chris's wrist a little way and peered at the skin underneath.
"Hmm. It worked. Not a mark on ya," he marveled. He then sliced through the nylon and added a few extra slices to make sure it would be of no further use.
Moving to Chris's other arm, Vin found that the man was quicker and he had whipped his freed hand around to release the other. Vin stepped away from the edge of the bed, afraid Chris would pull him down and try and tie him off.
A moment's thought and suddenly, that didn't sound like such a bad thing. Vin slowly moved back onto the bed and slid up beside Chris. Chris tossed the last remaining tie towards the corner of the bed and smiled at Vin. Vin relaxed slightly and Chris bolted forward, grabbed Vin by the wrists and flipped him over onto his back, climbing on to hold him in place.
"Who told you about this, Vin?," he growled, though he had a hint of a smile on his face and in his eyes.
"Buck. He's the one with all the experience," Vin told him.
Chris's eyes narrowed as he slowly leaned forward and, just before his lips met with Vin's, he whispered, "Remind me to thank him."
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