ATF Universe
"Vin? You need to take a break?" Nathan asked with concern as Vin missed a third easy shot in a row."Nah, I'm okay Nate, shoulder's just bothering me a little," Vin said as he lined up to await Nathan's next serve.
"Why don't we call it a night?" Nathan suggested. "It's not really much of a match up."
"Aw hell Nate, you're only beatin' me by eight points, I can come back anytime I want," Vin said with a grin that turned into a grimace as he moved his shoulder too quickly. "Damn," he cursed, shutting his eyes tightly as the joint began to throb.
"Vin, come on, you've had enough," Nathan said in his firm, no nonsense voice. "We're going to the locker room, get you cleaned up and to the hospital."
"I already been there Nate," Vin protested. "Hurt my shoulder last night tryin' to get all those hay bales loaded in the barn. Thought I ripped something, and went to the doctor on the way in this morning. Said I just strained it, and they couldn't do much for me except muscle relaxers. And I ain't takin' those things. Hate how they make me feel, and I can't work or drive," he muttered.
"All right," Nathan said, relenting somewhat. "But we're done here. Come on, I've got something that might help you," he added, leading the way out of the racquetball court into the locker room.
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Vin had to admit he felt a lot better after getting off the court, and taking a shower. He came out into the main area of the locker room and saw Nathan rummaging in his gym bag.
"Here ya go, Vin," Nathan said, showing his friend a small tube. "You'll like this stuff."
"What is it?" Vin asked.
"It's a deep heat treatment for muscles," Nathan began to say.
"I hate that stuff. Stinks to high heaven," Vin protested.
"Not this one," Nathan defended. "You know my friend Tim? He's patented this stuff, and it's gonna come out in the stores in a few months. Doesn't smell bad at all, kind of like aloe. But it sure heats up good and it'll really help you out. Trust me, I've been using it for a few months now."
"Let me smell it," Vin said.
Nathan handed him the tube and Vin opened it and inhaled.
"It smells good, it is like aloe," Vin agreed. "Okay, I'll try it," he said.
"Here I'll put it on you. Then when Chris gets back into town tomorrow, he can put some more on you," Nathan said with a sly smile.
"That feels good," Vin said, sighing with contentment as Nathan's strong hands massaged the ointment into his sore shoulder. Within seconds, the liniment began to work its magic, and heat began to radiate throughout the entire injured area.
"Now you just stay away from those hay bales," Nathan said as he finished with the application. He closed the tube and handed it to Vin. "Make sure you get more of this on your shoulder tomorrow. You should be feeling a lot better by tomorrow night."
"Already feels better Nate," Vin said, standing up and starting to get dressed.
"When's Chris's plane gettin' in?" Nathan asked.
"Around eleven tomorrow morning," Vin answered.
"Bet you can't wait," Nathan said with a smile.
"It's been a whole week, Nate, what do you think?" Vin replied with a matching grin.
"Just remember to take it easy on that shoulder," Nathan said with a chuckle.
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Several hours later, Vin was stretched out on the couch in the den at the ranch, channel surfing. He glanced at the mantle clock. Midnight. Ten more hours before he could leave to pick up Chris from the airport. With a sigh, he flicked off the TV and shuffled off to the master bedroom.
His shoulder twinged slightly as he laid down in the large, empty bed. Trying to ignore the discomfort for several minutes, but failing miserably, he rolled out of the bed, in search of his gym bag. He pulled out the tube of ointment, applying a small amount to his injured shoulder. Setting the tube on the bedside table, he settled back into bed again with a contented sigh, as the warmth began to spread over his shoulder.
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It was almost dawn as Chris Larabee quietly made his way into the silent house. Tiptoeing into the master bedroom, a smile passed over his face at the sight that greeted him. His lover lay bundled up in several blankets and a down comforter, sound asleep. Chris hastily stripped himself of his clothing, and prepared to slide into bed next to Vin, when the weak, pre-dawn light illuminated a small tube on the bedside table. "Guess you had everything ready for a little fun," he whispered, with a soft chuckle, as he grabbed the tube and carefully eased himself into the bed.
"Vin.....mmm, you smell so good," Chris whispered, as he pulled Vin close to him, enfolding the younger man's lean body against his, breathing in his lover's scent. "Bet you taste good, too," he continued, and began to nuzzle and lightly bite and Vin's neck. "I can't wait any longer Vin, gotta have you now," he said as his groin began to swell.
"Chris?...Mmm.......," Vin mumbled in his sleep, twisting around and unconsciously pressing himself harder against Chris.
"Oh yeah, Vin...just give me a second...." Chris said, reaching down to lightly stroke Vin's semi-erect penis. He gave his lover a quick kiss on the cheek, then eased Vin onto his stomach, rubbing his back and buttocks with one hand while he worked open the small tube of lubricant with his other.
"Let me in there pard," Chris coaxed as he bent down between Vin's legs and gently pulled them apart. Squeezing a generous amount of the lube onto his fingers, he slowly eased them inside Vin, probing deeply with his fingers to work in the substance.
"Oohh, no.....no..." Vin began to moan.
"I know, don't worry, it won't be long now," Chris said with a chuckle. "Gotta do this right so I don't hurt you." He drizzled more of the lotion onto his fingers, pushing them quickly inside Vin again. He wanted to make sure Vin was ready for him.
"Oh God....don't........stop........it's burning......." Vin said, fully awake now and thrashing frantically under Chris.
"Pretty impatient there, Vin, I'm working as fast as I can here," Chris said as he squeezed more from the tube and spread it over his cock. He entered Vin quickly, groaning as the heat enveloped his swollen, stiff erection.
"Feels so.................God!......Ah!....." Chris nearly screamed as the heat became more intense, burning a searing path down his cock. "What the hell is that stuff!"
"It's burning me!" Vin yelled. "Stop it, please!" Vin begged, rolling off the bed, now that Chris's weight was off him and he was able to move.
Chris staggered to the bedside table and flicked on the lamp. "Vin! What the hell is going on?"
"You tell me!" Vin shouted back. "I'm asleep, and next thing I know my ass is on fire!"
"I got an earlier flight and wanted to surprise you! Saw that lube you left by the bed and....."
"Lube? Oh God, no!" Vin gave a strangled cry and glanced around the room desperately, until his eyes lit on the small tube Nathan had given him. "It's not lube, Chris! I hurt my shoulder and Nathan gave it to me! It's ointment for sore muscles. Like Ben-Gay, except it doesn't smell bad!"
"Shit!" Chris cursed. "Vin, come on, we've got to try and get this stuff off," he said, taking charge of the situation, now that he knew what was going on. He marched into the bathroom, found towels and washcloths and began wetting them. "Here Vin, take this and try to wipe off that stuff," he said, offering a wet washcloth to Vin, even as he began to try and wash off his own burning cock with one.
"It's not helpin' Chris," Vin's strained voice announced. "The water's making it burn more and I can't get to where the ointment is."
"Okay, sit down for a minute Vin. I'm gonna go call Nathan. He'll know what to do to help," Chris said.
"Nathan?" Vin yelped. "I don't want Nathan to know what happened! It'll be too embarrasing Chris!"
"Well Vin, what do you suggest then?" Chris asked sharply.
"I could call Rory, maybe he'll know what to do," Vin offered cautiously
"You are NOT going to call Rory!" Chris yelled back. "He's caused enough trouble between us, don't you think?" Chris hissed out between clenched teeth as the liniment continued to sting and burn.
"It was just an idea," Vin shot back irritably. "My ass is on fire and you want to pick a fight about Rory?"
"You're the one who brought him up!" Chris snapped. "Shit!" he cursed. His dick was steaming and getting hotter by the second. The cold water from the wash cloth was only spreading the heat around, not relieving it. He looked over at Vin crossly, another sharp retort poised on his lips. His anger melted as he saw the younger man hunched over, eyes squeezed shut, breathing rapidly.
"Is it hurting worse Vin?" he asked in a soft voice.
"Yeah," Vin replied shakily. "It's really burning inside Chris. It's getting hotter and hotter. I can't hardly stand it." His voice shook slightly as he spoke.
"I'm sorry Vin. I know you were only trying to help with your idea about Rory. If you think he can help us, I'll go ahead and call him," Chris offered.
"Nah, let's go ahead and call Nathan like you said," Vin replied. The fight had gone out of him and right now he was hurting so bad he didn't care if it was going to be AD Travis examining their privates.
"You sure?" Chris said uncertainly.
"I'm sure," Vin said, nodding his head.
"Okay," Chris said, breathing a sigh of relief. The heat had intensified and sweat began to pour off his face. He could only imagine how Vin felt, with the ointment applied to internal tissues. Chris was suffering enough as it was, and the ointment was on the outside of his body. He grabbed the portable phone and brought it into the bathroom so he could keep an eye on Vin. He dialed the phone quickly.
"Nathan," he said sharply as the phone was answered. "We've got a problem at the ranch.......me and Vin......yeah......well........it's that liniment you gave to Vin for his sore shoulder.......uh huh........well, uh....I thought it was something else.......yes..........you're sure...............he doesn't mind?............soak it?...................half an hour?.......okay........yes, that's fine..............I'll tell him...............see you then."
Chris hung up the phone and turned to Vin.
"Nathan'll be over soon as he can. Wants you to soak in a warm tub until he gets here," he explained to Vin.
"What's he gonna do?"
"What do you think he's gonna do Vin?" Chris replied with exasperation as he started running the tub. "He's gonna have to look us over, make sure nothing's burned or anything."
"I don't want Nate lookin' at me like that," Vin protested.
"Well then, it's off to the hospital," Chris snapped. "Which would you rather do?"
"Neither," Vin said, sitting down on the closed toilet seat lid, leaning over with his head in his hands. He shivered miserably in the cool air. "Neither," he repeated, his mournful voice muffled by his hands. "It doesn't burn as much now Chris. I don't need anyone lookin' at me like that," he said, raising his head up and looking at Chris pleadingly.
Chris's heart melted as he looked into Vin's eyes. It was an embarrassing situation, and Vin was going to experience even more of the humiliation than he was, having to be subjected to an internal exam by their friend. "It'll be okay Vin. Nathan's been through all kinds of medical training. I'm sure he's seen stuff like this before. He won't give it a second thought." He gave Vin what he hoped was an encouraging smile. "Come on, let's get you in the tub," he said, helped the younger man off the toilet seat, and guiding him into the warm water.
"Chris.....damn that hurts!" Vin cursed as the water hit his tender tissues.
"I know cowboy, the sting'll go away in a few minutes. Nate said to just stay in there as long as you can," Chris said sympathetically. After he made sure Vin was settled in the tub, he rewet his washcloth and continued to sponge the liniment off his own burning anatomy. After a few minutes, he noticed the burning sensation had lessened considerably. He hoped Vin was also getting some relief.
"Feeling any better Vin?" he asked hopefully.
"Yeah, it's not burning as much, but this water's gettin' cold," Vin said, giving a slight shiver.
"You wanna get out of there, then?" Chris asked. "Think you'll be okay if you do?"
"Yeah, I'm really gettin' cold. Maybe I could just lay in bed for a minute and warm up?"
"Sounds good to me cowboy," Chris agreed.
Vin got out of the tub a little shakily, and Chris helped him walk to the bedroom. "Come on, let's both get in and wait for Nate," he said, pulling back the covers and sliding in with Vin.
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The persistent ringing of the doorbell woke them up half an hour later. Chris leapt out of bed, pulled on his robe, and ran for the door.
"Nathan! Thanks for coming," he greeted.
"No problem Chris. You guys doing all right?" Nathan asked with concern.
"Yeah, not really any harm done, I don't think," Chris said, giving his friend an embarrassed smile. "I'd better have a look to be sure Chris. This isn't anything to mess around with," Nathan said.
"Okay doc, you know best," Chris said. He felt a flush of heat begin at his neck, and start spreading up to his cheeks as he led the way to the bedroom. Vin was right. This was embarrassing.
Vin was awake and dressed in sweats when Nathan and Chris entered the room.
"Hi Nate," Vin said shyly, his eyes falling quickly to stare at the floor after he had greeted his friend.
"Hi Vin," Nathan said. "Heard you two got into a little trouble," he added, trying to lighten the mood with a little humor.
"Um, yeah.....you could say that," Vin managed to stammer out, his face, ears and neck going completely red. "S-sorry to bring you all the way out here....."
"Don't worry about it Vin," Nathan said kindly. "Let's get a look at you."
"Uh....what do ya.....what do ya want me to do?" Vin asked fearfully.
"Step into the bathroom, lower your pants, and I'll be in there in a minute. Just need to get some gloves on," Nathan explained.
Chris hung back, unsure of what to do.
"Chris, you can come in too, long as Vin doesn't mind," Nathan said.
"Vin? It okay with you if I come in?" Chris asked. "I just want to make sure you're all right."
Vin could only nod, too humiliated by what was about to happen, to respond.
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The examination of both men was over in a matter of minutes.
"Everything looks okay," Nathan said, as he removed his latex gloves. "You guys got lucky, that stuff can really burn."
"We know Nathan," Chris said in a gravely voice.
"No, I mean really burn. I've seen people in the emergency room with burns on their private parts from liniments like this one. Both of you need to be more careful," Nathan cautioned.
"We will Nathan, thanks," Chris said, shaking hands with him.
"Yeah, thanks Nate," Vin said, shaking hands with his friend, too.
The three men headed toward the front door, when suddenly Vin turned around and ran back into the bedroom. A few seconds later he reemerged, and handed Nathan a small object.
"Here, better take this too, it's awfully dangerous to have around the house," Vin said.
Nathan laughed as he recognized the small tube of liniment.
"Good luck to your friend with his patent, but tell him to make sure he has it labeled really well," Vin said, joining Nathan in laughter. Now that his bottom had stopped burning, he was able to see the humor in the situation.
"I don't get it," Chris said, looking at each of the two, shaking his head.
Nathan and Vin only laughed harder. "I'll explain it to ya later, cowboy," Vin promised.
The End
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