ATF Alternate Universe
July 19, 2000
Disclaimer - Only a person with a VERY sheltered life would believe that I owned any of these boys. And even I don't have that bad a social life... Mog invented the ATF universe. We bow humbly.
Sequel to Tumbling Out, Tumbling Out, Too, Tumbling Out, of the Closet, Tumbling Out, of Range and Tumbling Out, to Lunch
Chris, Vin, JD and Buck spent some time after work playing some basketball in the ATF's gym. While JD and Buck opted to head right home and shower there before meeting up with the team for drinks and dinner at Inez's saloon, Chris and Vin headed off to the locker room."That was a hell of game, Vin," Chris said, following the younger man into the locker room.
"Thought you and Buck were gonna beat JD and me, didn't ya, Cowboy?" Vin replied. "You two may have the height, but we had the speed," he added, quickly tossing the basketball to Chris.
The blonde caught it as it hit his abdomen, letting out a quiet "oomph."
"Speed had nothing to do with it, Vin," Chris countered. "You cheated."
Vin turned around then, dropping his sweat soaked towel and shirt onto the floor next to his locker. "Cheated?! Me?!" he balked. "How the hell did I cheat?"
Chris took a quick look around the locker room before whispering, "By taking your damn shirt off halfway through the game, just when we were beating the piss outta you."
Vin grinned and raised his eyebrows at the remark. Chris had him pegged alright. "I was hot. I was not cheating," he insisted. Then, before Chris could make a comeback remark, he dropped his shorts and underwear and strode toward the showers. He didn't need to look back to know that Chris would follow him.
"Damn," Chris swore under his breath, watching the way the sharpshooter's ass moved. "Vin was right when he said he was hot." He grabbed his towel, shampoo and soap and followed Vin to the showers.
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"What took ya so long?" Vin asked when he felt Chris move up behind him, rub his ass with his hardened cock.
"I was admiring the view," the blonde replied huskily, pushing Vin up against the tiled wall of the shower, letting the spray cover both of them.
"And what a nice view it is," drawled another voice, coming from a shower stall to their left.
Vin and Chris quickly separated and looked toward the stall, sighing and shaking their heads as they saw Buck peeking over the top.
"Buck! What the hell are you doin' here?" Vin asked, exasperated, feeling and watching his erection fall.
"Well, JD remembered that he had a date with Casey tonight," the mustached agent began. "Told him I'd catch a ride to dinner with you two boys. Didn't mean to interrupt your appetizer, though," he finished, ducking his head back and turning on his shower.
Chris looked at Vin. Vin looked at Chris. Once again, the big agent had interrupted one of their trysts. Too many times to be coincidental anymore. Chris looked at Vin, raised his eyebrow. Vin smiled back.
"So you wanna catch a ride with us, huh Buck?" Vin asked, moving to stand behind Buck in his shower stall. "I think that can be arranged," he added, reaching around and grasping the big man's cock. He was not surprised to find it erect.
"Thought you boys would never ask," Buck answered, turning around, a smile on his face.
That said, Vin dropped to his knees, saying, "Guess you weren't the only one distracted on the court, Chris," and began licking Buck's hardness, enjoying the sound of the gasps and moans the big man let out.
"So you admit to cheating, then," Chris replied, grabbing a bar of soap and moving in behind Buck, spreading his legs apart.
Vin's reply was muffled as Buck pushed his cock into the sharpshooter's mouth. "I'd rather talk about different kinds of balls and dribblin'," Buck remarked, running a hand through Vin's wet hair.
"And I'd like to score with something different, myself," Chris added, shoving a soapy finger into Buck's hole, causing the big man to groan.
Vin pulled back and let Buck's cock drop from his mouth. He looked up at the mustached man and then pointed to the shower floor, telling him to kneel down. Buck obeyed with a gleam in his eyes. He got down on all fours before reaching out and licking Vin's erection. Vin sighed heavily as he began thrusting his hips, pushing and pulling his cock into and out of Buck's warm mouth. He looked over at Chris and saw him poised behind Buck.
"Go ahead, Chris, give it to him," Vin urged with a gasp.
Chris smiled and removed his fingers from Buck's tight hole and quickly replaced them with his soap-slicked dick, eliciting another, louder groan from him.
Buck's mind reeled as he took in the sensation of being fucked on both ends. For months now he'd been trying to get in on Chris and Vin's action. Ever since April Fool's day. The two men thought it was just plain coincidence that he'd interrupted their on the job sex sessions. Little did they know...
He grunted happily around Vin's cock, loving the feel of Chris's slamming into his ass. It made him suck all that much harder on the sharpshooter's. Now if only one of them would give him a little relief!
A few more minutes of thrusting, sucking and pumping had Vin and Chris climaxing, each sending their seed into the man between them.
As soon as he was done swallowing, Buck took hold of Vin's hips and turned him around, needing his own release, wanting to plunge himself into the sharpshooter. He grabbed the bar of soap and coated his ready cock and Vin's waiting ass. He stopped when he heard the shout.
"Cleaning staff! Anybody in here?!"
"Shit!" Buck muttered, sitting back on his heels.
"Now you know how we feel, Buck," Chris replied.
"Guess you'll have to save that slam-dunk of yours for another time, Bucklin," Vin added with a grin as he headed back to his own shower stall.
THE END
Continued in Tumbling Out, of Control