ATF Universe
Disclaimers: These guys are owned by MGM, TRILOGY and that "other" network Don't have any rights to them myself ...just wishful thinking...making no money off ‘em....promise to put them back good as new when I finish playing with them.
Chris got home late. Another evening of brainstorming about the Cambiano case with the team leader of Team one and both their bosses. Chris could see the light on in the kitchen as he put his keys on the hall table. Handing up his coat, he felt a squishy feeling underneath his foot which was followed by a loud popping sound. Lifting his foot quickly, his hand reaching for the gun on his belt; he laughed quietly as a square of bubble plastic appeared under his foot.Bending down to retrieve it, Chris saw more of the bubble wrap and a few of those pink packing peanuts scattered down the hall way. Puzzled, he followed the trail of peanuts into the living room. Rounding the corner, Chris could only shake his head at the sight. More pink peanuts were in a pile near the couch along with a few more squares of bubble wrap. Walking forward, Chris picked up a demolished cardboard box that lay in the middle of the living room floor.
Turning it around so he could see the label, Chris frowned and cursed when he read it. "Gonna kill you Vin!!" Chris saw the return address from Silver Dollar City Theme Park in Branson, Mo. On the box that was addressed to him. Mumbling to himself, he walked out of the living room. He should have know it was a mistake having it send to the ranch. Vin was not one to seek out the mail but a package from Silver Dollar City meant only one thing. Chris's supply of peach preserves.
Chris had shared the especially made product with Vin when he moved in. Big mistake. Bad mistake. Vin had gone wild over the tasty jam. So crazy about it that Chris had taken to hiding the jars when he got them shipped. Trouble was Vin knew all his hiding places and this time Vin had gotten to the supply before him.
Carrying the mangled box to the kitchen, Chris sighed again, knowing his precious treasure was in the hands a fiend. Yep, Chris shook his head as he looked around the cluttered kitchen. English muffins package open on the counter, a piece of burnt toast tossed in the trash. Signs of a deranged monster at work. And there it was....the spoon. Vin had gone to the spoon!
Turning quickly Chris felt panic rising as he followed globs of peach colored goo on the stairs and rug. Taking the stairs two at a time, Chris checked quickly the other bedrooms finding them empty. That meant Vin had made it into their bedroom. Carefully peeking around the corner Chris was shocked at what he saw. Vin had never gotten this bad before.
Lying on his back with his legs sticking out over the end of the king size bed, Vin Tanner was in heaven. Slowly drawing the spoon from his mouth, he flicked his tongue across the cool metal removing the last of the tasty jelly. Reaching down he ran a finger around the open edge of the jar. Bringing his finger to his mouth, Vin closed his eyes and slowly slipped the peach preserve covered finger inside his mouth. Rolling it around, he let his tongue lick the succulent flavor from his own flesh.
Vin reached again to find the jar but found the warm flesh of Chris Larabee's hand instead. Opening his eyes wide, Vin looked into the grim face of his team leader. "Chris!!! Uh..." Vin couldn't say any more, deciding instead to make a break for the near safety of the bathroom. Chris got a hold of his waist before he could make it off the bed.
As Vin struggled in his grasp, Chris realized the jar of peach preserves had been tipped over on the bedcover. "Vin!! Stop it! Stop..!" As Vin moved he managed to slide his back across the spreading jelly. Dissolving in laughter, Chris let Vin slip out of his arms as he fell across the bedcovers.
Vin continued the slide to the floor; no longer held by Chris's strong arms. Landing hard on his butt, he yelped and rolled on his side. "Dang it, Chris!! That hurt." Rising up on his hands and knees, Vin peeked over the edge of the bed at his lover.
Chris Larabee lay on his side slowly pushing his finger through the pool of preserves Vin had left behind. "This is good, Vin. Really rich and chocked full of real fruit. Feels great just rolling it around on your tongue, don't ya think? Huh, Vin?" Chris slowly raised his eyes to meet Vin's.
Seeing the laughter in Chris's eyes behind "the glare" on his face, Vin let out a long sigh and reached out to slip his finger into the jar. His hand was met with a slap. "What'ya doing?" Chris said covering Vin's hand with his own.
"Was gonna get a taste. That okay?" Vin turned his big blue eyes on Chris.
"A taste. You want a taste after consuming over half a jar of my preserves?" Chris knew he wouldn't be able to resist Vin's charms for long so he made his pitch while he was still thinking straight.
"Yeah, you know how I love those peach preserves." Vin was on unsure ground now. He was always on guard when Chris was nice, when Vin knew he should be mad. A happy grinning Chris Larabee was a creature to be careful around.
"So you still feel a need to taste some of my peach spread? My special peach preserves all the way from Branson, Mo.?" Chris was having a hard time keeping a straight face. "Well, let's see. You've already gone through the English muffins and it looked like most of the bread in the pantry." Sitting up Chris slowly started pulling off his polo shirt. Tossing it across the room, Chris continued. "Doesn't leave us much else to put it on, does it?"
Vin watched in fascination as Chris kicked off his topsiders and begin pulling off his socks. Letting his eyes meet Chris's, Vin slowly let a grin cross his face. "No, Chris it doesn't. But I still have a hankering for them preserves. It is better though when you eat it along with something else. Right?"
As Vin stood at the side of the bed, Chris felt his groin stir when Vin made quick work of shorts. Now naked, Vin began crawling forward on the bed toward Chris. Seeing Chris's smile match his, Vin scooped up preserves with two fingers. "I mean, ya just gotta have something to spread it on." Reaching out he smeared the jelly on Chris chest. Using the palm of his hand, Vin slowly rotated the spread around Chris's nipples.
Chris followed Vin's hand and watched in fascination as Vin worked the sticky jam into his skin. With his left hand Chris reached out and gripped the back of Vin's head. Pulling Vin to him, Chris let his right hand join Vin's as the kissed Vin fully on the lips.
Chris let his tongue explore the inside of Vin's mouth. He felt Vin's other hand work the button and zipper on his slacks. Vin pulled his mouth off Chris's and sat back working on Chris's pants. "Let me do it, Vin. It'll be faster."
While Chris lifted his hips and slid the slacks and briefs off as one article, Vin gathered more of the jam in his hand and let it fall to his side. Chris sat back watching Vin's beautiful body, as he let his own hand begin to stroke his penis.
"Here, let me help with that." Vin said moving next to Chris still facing him. Chris watched for Vin's tongue to slip from between his lips. What Chris didn't see was the hand full of preserves Vin was about to deposit in Chris's lap. As he caught the first sign of Vin's tongue, Chris felt cold sticky preserves surround his shaft.
"Damn, Vin!!" Chris jumped involuntarily, his erect penis slipping further inside Vin's preserve covered hand. "Tell me you didn't." Chris looked down to see the preserves seeping between Vin's fingers as the sharpshooter slowly began stroking Chris's organ.
"I did." Vin grinned as he bent lower, cocking an eyebrow at Chris before he let his mouth slip over the head of his lover's penis. "Things go better with preserves. Read that some place." Vin said before he took Chris's cock deeper in his mouth.
"You did." Chris said as he squirmed under the work of Vin's tongue. "God, Vin. Ohh...yes." Starting a slow thrusting, Chris reached out and took some of the preserves in his hand. Bringing it slowly to his mouth he savored the taste as he let his hips follow Vin's hand and mouth. " Hmm, Vin...tastes so good....ah..oh..do that again, please.....oh, Vin...feels great...yes...yes." Chris let his sticky hand reach down and cover Vin's shaft as he felt his climax approaching.
Vin worked faster. He could feel Chris's impending explosion and wanted to pleasure him completely. Feeling Chris's hand fall on his own penis, he almost broke his rhythm but recovered in time to take Chris's spurting liquid down his throat.
"God, VIN...YES!!! Don't stop..!!!! Gotta....ah, Vin!!!" Chris felt the spine bending climax as he pumped himself into his lover's mouth. He felt Vin's tongue and mouth suck and swallow his cum as the his hand continued to squeeze and pump. Feeling his penis begin to soften, Chris reached out and pulled Vin's chin toward his face and kissed the sharpshooter soundly.
Vin moved forward and straddled Chris's hips. Thrusting his tongue into Chris's mouth, Vin tasted the peach preserve there and smiled. "Them preserves must be magical. Look what happens when you eat them on a bed." Vin and Chris laughed as Vin watched Chris's hand reach out and touch the tip of his swollen shaft.
Vin added more of the preserves to Chris's hand as he scooted his hips forward on Chris's lap. Chris looked at Vin. "Yeah? You want some of this too?"
Vin nodded, not trusting himself to talk. Raising his hips up, he let Chris's hand find his balls and entrance hiding behind them. Letting his head fall back, Vin rested with his hands behind him on the bed, his bottom exposed to Chris's pleasure. He felt himself harden more as Chris worked the first of his fingers inside his bottom. "Oh..my...Chris..." A second preserve covered finger joined the first as Chris continued to scissor Vin's opening larger.
When a third finger pressed into him, Vin pushed down and felt Chris hit his special spot. "Ah..Chris...YES!! Oh, let me....wait.." Vin was beside himself wanting to thrust against Chris's fingers, but wanting Chris inside him much more. Pulling himself up right, Vin moved his hips over Chris's hard shaft and eased himself down.
Chris grabbed Vin's hips with his sticky hands and helped Vin steady himself. Vin scooped up one last hand ful of preserves and lavished Chris's cock with it. Settling himself slowly, he felt the large head of his lover's penis push and slip inside his body. Looking Chris straight in the eyes, Vin slowly let his body fall down ward on to Chris penis.
Chris's shaft filled him completely. Totally. Relishing the painful pleasure that always accompanied their initial union, Vin let himself relax finally letting his balls nestle against Chris's groin. Licking his lips, Vin rotated his hips in a small circle watching Chris's face as he did.
Chris could feel the small muscle contractions grab his penis as Vin began the rotating small thrusting movement that he knew Chris loved. Moaning, Chris touched Vin's penis watching it leak the pre-cum ooze slowly from it's head. Vin rested his chin on his chest, and watched Chris begin to lick and stoke his shaft.
"Chris? Feels good....can you squeeze more...harder....oh, yeah......that's it....ah.." Vin began moving his hips up and down faster jamming himself down on Chris in a beginning frenzy that he couldn't stop. "Oh. Chris? Can you push? I just need .....oh...shit! ....you...can't stand it....so hard...gotta.." Vin stopped talking but continued to moan as Chris increased his stroking and thrusting.
"Vin...this ...is...oh, you feel so hot and moist.....sticky too...." Chris smiled as Vin caught his eye.
"Push, Chris..please, I'm so close....need ya harder....deeper....YES!! Oh, do it again? Uh...uh....more..more? Chris....OH, CHRIS!!!!" Vin's cock spurted in the air as Chris continued to pump and squeeze the shaft quickly. Chris felt Vin's muscles contract strongly with his climax and Chris was soon caught up in his second orgasm of the evening.
"Vin? Ah...Do it...do it!!" Chris pushed and pumped as Vin pushed down against each thrust. "Here..here....ah...yes....Vin...now...!!!" Chris felt himself surge upward one more time as his hot liquid emptied itself inside his lover.
Vin rocked his head back and reached out his hands. Chris grabbed them and they locked their fingers as they pushed and moaned against each other. Chris gave out first letting his hips fall back onto the covers. Vin followed him but continued to grid and circle himself around the penis still deep within him. Chris opened his eyes and watched the pleasure filled look on Vin's face. As the pleasure still lingered, Vin opened his eyes and looked down on the face of his lover and friend.
Laughing, Vin watched as Chris slowly savored a glob of the preserves. Lifting himself off Chris, Vin sighed as he felt Chris leave him. Easing himself down on Chris's side, Vin watched Chris lick the preserves off his lips. "So you think this stuff really works?" Chris looked at Vin as the sharpshooter nestled himself closer.
"Seems to....say! What do you say if we take a few days off, fly to Branson and raid the store at Silver Dollar City. We could get a great hotel room....and ya, know if we ran out..then we wouldn't have to wait for the mail to bring more." Vin felt Chris's chest start to shake as he tried not to laugh. "What? You don't think so? It would be in the name of science.. Might be some kind of Viagra-like substance in that preserve recipe they don't even know about. Yep."
Chris Larabee listened to Vin chatter as he felt his eyes closing slowly. Magic substance in the preserves? "No Vin." he whispered. "The magic is our love for each other. But the peaches are great."
THE END
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