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"Vin, I'm home!" Chris Larabee called out happily as he walked through the front door of the ranch house he shared with his lover, Vin Tanner."Chris! Hi! C'mon in the kitchen!" Vin yelled back, equally pleased.
"Mmmm, something sure looks good," Chris said suggestively, coming up behind Vin and nuzzling at his neck.
"Hope ya like it cowboy, it's one of the new recipes from that Southwestern cookbook we bought in Tucson."
"I'm sure it'll be good Vin, but I wasn't talking about dinner," Chris growled, turning Vin toward him and capturing the younger man's lips in his. Chris probed Vin's mouth hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into the warm, moist space. Seconds later, both men felt the familiar pressure in their groins, and began to rub their growing erections hard against one another.
"Guess ya did miss me today," Vin said with a snort as he broke the kiss to come up for air.
"Yeah, those budget meetings aren't all they're cracked up to be. Sitting in a room for eight or nine hours with pencil pushers." He shook his head disgustedly at the thought of all that wasted time, then pushed the unpleasant subject from his mind. Vin stomach rumbled in the silence, and Chris released his lover, freeing him to continue with the dinner preparation. It was obvious Vin was starving, so Chris decided to postpone their lovemaking session until after they had eaten. To try and calm himself, and his growing erection, he decided to cool things down with a little conversation.
"So, how did work go today? Since I was sitting in a conference room, the least you could do is fill me in on what happened at the office," Chris said to Vin.
"Help me with dinner and I will," Vin negotiated.
"You got a deal, pard," Chris replied with a grin, happy to help Vin and spend time with the younger man. "Just tell me what to do."
"Okay, take this meat mallet, and spread out the flank steak on that cutting board. You're gonna flatten and tenderize the meat. Really pound that meat Chris. Pound it real hard."
"Pound the meat hard?" Chris asked, feeling the blood rushing to his groin once again.
"Yeah, real hard," Vin replied, so intent on his food preparation that he didn't even realize the effect his words were having on Chris. "Pound away Chris."
'I'd like to,' Chris said to himself, visions of pounding into Vin hard and fast filling his head as the sharpshooter brushed up against him on his way to the stove. Zeroing in on his lover's firm backside as he repeatedly drove the meat mallet into the piece of steak, Chris worked himself back into a raging hardon in minutes.
"Uh Vin, I think I've pounded it enough," Chris said throatily.
"That's great Chris," Vin said, wide blue eyes looking innocently at the older man. "Think the chorizo is fried up and ready to go, too. Let me just try a little." He dipped a spoon into the pan and brought a bite of the sausage to his lips. "Mmm, yeah, it's nice and hot," he said to Chris with a smile.
Chris practically lunged for Vin when the younger man began to lick his lips, moving that luscious pink tongue over the full, pouty lips, spreading the grease from the sausage over them until they glistened.
"Speaking of hot," Chris said hoarsely as he crushed himself against Vin, pinning his lover sideways against the stove, then covering his mouth with a burning kiss in the next second. "I've been hot for you all day," he whispered huskily, beginning to run his hand up and down Vin's denim-clad ass cheeks.
"Chris....oh yeah," Vin whispered back, somewhat breathlessly from the kiss and the groping. He pushed himself harder against Chris, firmly cupping the older man's behind in his two hands. The two stood there, grinding against each other, until Vin remembered the chorizo sausage.
"Chris! Shit, the chorizo, it's gonna burn!" he cried out.
"Leave it, Vin," Chris demanded, trying to draw his lover back into his embrace.
"Nope, that stuff costs a fortune, and I've wanted to try this recipe out since we got back," Vin insisted.
"Vin, you don't have to worry about money, I've told you. We've got plenty," Chris explained.
Surprised when Vin jerked away from him suddenly, the next words died on his lips as he looked at the crestfallen face of his lover. Shit! Chris cursed himself silently. You know Vin grew up without practically anything. He hates to waste anything, especially food, 'cause he remembers how it was not to have any. Good one, Larabee, throw it in his face, why don't you?
"I'm sorry Vin," Chris apologized. "You're right. Let's eat and then we can have a little fun. Dinner sounds like it's gonna be great." He smiled reassuringly at the younger man, pleased when Vin smiled back. "Okay, now what do we do next?"
"Need to stuff the chorizo into the meat, roll it up and then pour the sauce over it. "I'm makin' the sauce, can you do the other stuff?" Vin asked.
"Sure," Chris said, beginning to drain the grease off the chorizo first, before he went to the next task. Vin watched him for a few seconds, then walked over to another part of the kitchen.
"Just gotta add a few more things to this sauce, and stir it real good, then it can go right on top of the meat. We bake it for about 45 minutes and then we're done."
"Good, I'm getting hungry," Chris said absently. Except he wasn't thinking about dinner.
"Damn," Vin hissed.
"What's the matter," Chris asked with concern, afraid that Vin had cut himself.
"Aw, just splashed some 'a this sauce on my shirt. Shoulda been wearing an apron, I guess." Vin peeled off the stained shirt, exposing his bare, tanned torso to Chris's hungry gaze. Chris swallowed hard to control his urge to ravish Vin right there and then on the kitchen counter.
Vin blushed slightly, noticing Chris's intense gaze, then grabbed a large white apron out of one of the drawers, and quickly pulled it over his head, then fastened it.
Chris tried to concentrate on placing the sausage onto the meat, instead of watching Vin work.
"Chris, really squeeze that chorizo into the meat, stuff as much of it in there as you can," Vin said, speaking to the older man over his shoulder. "Roll it up nice and tight. Make a nice, big thick log out of it. That's the way I like it. Big and thick. It tastes real good that way."
"I'll bet it does Vin," Chris said with another low growl, finding himself advancing onto the smaller man once again. Without even realizing it, Vin had driven him to the edge of his control. Taking a step toward Vin, then teetering on the brink, almost managing to keep himself in check and go back to working on dinner, he was pushed over the edge when Vin, reaching for the rice, accidentally hit the bag with his hand, and spilled half of the contents onto the floor. Bending over, on hands and knees to sweep up the rice kernels, his round, firm buttocks perched in the air, Vin created a vision that was finally more than Chris's willpower could handle.
"Vin, I gotta have you now," Chris begged desperately as he closed the space to his lover. He reached for Vin's shoulders and turning him, pressing him gently to the floor.
"Chris?" Vin said, slightly surprised to find himself laying on his back on the kitchen floor.
"Vin, I'm so hot for you. I can't wait until after dinner," Chris whispered urgently, nimble fingers untying the apron and pulling it over Vin's head, then working quickly to unfasten his jean cut offs and peel off his underwear.
"Chris, how come I'm naked and you've got all these clothes on," Vin said with smile, his eyes beginning to darken with lust.
"Sshh," Chris said, leaning down to cover Vin's lips with his own.
Chris felt Vin's fingers fumbling as they tried to unbutton his shirt, and moved his own quickly to help Vin undress him. Working together, Chris was soon stripped naked, too.
"You feel so good Vin," Chris sighed, relishing the feel of Vin's smooth, bare skin against his own body.
"So do you Chris," Vin agreed, running his hands up and down Chris's bare back, laughing when goosebumps rose all over the older man's skin.
"Oh, you think that's funny?" Chris said with mock anger.
"Yeah," Vin answered back saucily, still chuckling.
"Well laugh at this cowboy," Chris said dangerously, dipping his head to feast on Vin's neck.
"C-Chrisssss," Vin yelped as his lover's sharp white teeth nibbled on the tender, sensitive flesh. Ah..ah....Chris....oh..." Vin moaned, squirming beneath the lean body covering his.
"Ooh, I liked that Vin," Chris said, his eyes flashing with a hungry fire. He slid lower down Vin's body, pursing his lips and latching them onto one of Vin's nipples. First biting, then suckling and licking at the pebbled flesh, Chris continued his assault across Vin's slender torso, moving to the other brown bud.
"Chris, please!" Vin screamed, his body convulsing helplessly as Chris tongued and nibbled at his body relentlessly.
"Please what, Vin?" Chris asked with a feral grin, as he rose up slightly, and hovered over Vin's rampant erection. "You gotta tell me what you want," he teased.
Vin quivered, feeling Chris's hot breath caressing his throbbing cock with each word he spoke. Vin rolled his head up to stare at Chris, silently begging him for more.
"No way pard, you gotta ask for it," Chris said with a shake of his head.
Vin let his head drop back to the floor.
"Vin?" Chris whispered, now deliberately blowing air onto Vin's stiff organ. "Something you wanna say to me?"
"Chris, suck me hard! Please!" Vin begged.
Licking his lips in anticipation of the sweet treat that awaited him, Chris quickly descended on Vin's cock, swallowing the organ deeply into his mouth.
Vin jerked and twisted spasmodically as Chris moved his mouth up and down rapidly, lips tight around the pulsing member.
"Chrissss, yesss, that's.....that's it......that's what I like.....give it to me.......yes...." Vin cried out, thrashing against Chris, grasping small handfuls of Chris's blonde hair, as the older man's head bobbed between his trembling legs.
Chris moved his mouth higher, beginning to nibble lightly on the tip of Vin's cock, while rolling his ballsac gently in his other hand. Vin began to moan and thrust upward with his hips, a sure sign to Chris that his lover's orgasm was near. Taking all of Vin back into his mouth, he began to suck even harder, and cupped Vin's balls tight, squeezing them lightly. The additional stimulation sent Vin into overload, and he began to shoot his hot sperm deep into Chris's mouth.
Swallowing the creamy essence gratefully, Chris waited until Vin's cock had stopped pulsating, then slowly pulled his mouth away from the now depleted organ.
"That sure was nice Vin," Chris said softly, sliding up next to his lover.
"Yeah," Vin panted out, his head still spinning from the intensity of his orgasm.
"Be right back," Chris said, giving Vin a quick kiss on the lips, then standing up and walking to the stove. He headed for the skillet that Vin had used to cook the chorizo. Even though he had drained the sausage, enough grease was left in the skillet to suit his purposes. Taking the skillet back over to where Vin lay, waiting for him, he set it down on the floor and knelt back down next to his lover.
Vin sat up, by now recovered from his climax and spied the pan. "Grease?"
Chris nodded, about to dip his fingers in the oily substance, when Vin snaked out a hand to still him.
"My turn," he said huskily, coating his fingers with the grease, then reaching for Chris's cock. "It's nice and warm, isn't it?" he whispered throatily, massaging the warm oil into Chris's erection.
"Vin, stop or I'm gonna...."
"Sshh," Vin said with a smirk, as he turned the tables on his lover. "Anybody ever tell you you talk too much?" he said with a grin as he pushed Chris onto his back, then straddled him.
Slipping his fingers into the grease again, he worked even more of it into Chris's cock, covering the entire, glorious length with a thick coating of the slick substance. Chris was pushing hard into Vin's hand, biting his lip to keep from moaning as Vin stroked him.
"Vin...." Chris began in a strangled voice. He was ready to come, but wanted desperately to be inside Vin when he did.
"Okay Chris," Vin said quietly, as he raised up, and spreading his legs even farther apart, began to ease himself down onto Chris's burning hot erection. "Mmmm....oh yeah," Vin sighed with contentment as Chris's huge cock began to fill him.
"Vin, feels so good........need to go deeper," Chris said hoarsely, lifting his hips high to press more of himself inside his lover.
Opening himself up even more, Vin plunged down onto Chris's cock the rest of the way, fully impaling himself on the stiff rod.
"God Vin....yes....yes, I need you to move...now!" Chris cried out, frantically grabbing at Vin's hips and pushing the younger man up.
Aided by Chris's strong hands, Vin began to slowly pump himself up and down his lover's length.
"Faster Vin, faster! Please....I'm so close...." Chris moaned out.
Vin leaned back, pulling Chris on top of him and then wrapping his legs around Chris's torso.
"Finish it cowboy, fuck me hard," Vin drawled, blue eyes burning with lust.
Ready to burst, Chris shoved hard into Vin's slick opening, ramming himself in and out of the tight entrance repeatedly.
"Harder Chris! Fuck me harder! Give it to me now!" Vin screamed, trying to drive Chris even deeper into his body, as he slipped his hand around his own cock and began pumping it furiously.
"Vin! Oh....yesssss..........I'm.........Oh God.............Vin!" Chris rambled on incoherently, his only thought of pressing hard and faster into the heat of his lover's body. One final push into Vin and Chris began to release his load. Vin followed quickly, his sperm flowing freely over his fisted hand, onto his chest. Groaning with ecstasy as his cock erupted, Chris continued to thrust in and out of Vin slowly, until his organ began to soften.
"Vin....that was so good," Chris panted, withdrawing from his lover's body, then sprawling out on the floor next to him.
"Yeah, it sure was," Vin replied back, breathing rapidly.
Chris smiled tenderly at his lover, drawing Vin close, placing his head on his chest. He stroked Vin's hair lazily as the two men regained control of their breathing.
"Chris?" Vin said softly.
"Yeah Vin?"
"You gonna help me make dinner again tomorrow night?"
THE END
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