"It's stuck," the agitated voice whispered in the dark.
"What do you mean it's stuck?"
"Shhh!"
"Well, what do ya reckon, I mean? It's stuck," the first voice squeaked desperately as he tried to lower his voice.
"This isn't the place for playing games, are you sure?"
"Shhhh!"
"Course I'm sure," the whine tinged with pain.
"Hold on, maybe if I pull real quick."
"Damn it Chris, that fuckin' hurt!" Vin cried as he slapped the older man's hands away.
"Shhhhh!"
"I'll shhhh them in a minute--fuckin' permanently!" Vin groaned as he glared into the darkness. "Damn it Chris, it hurts." he moaned. "What am I goin' to do. Cain't leave it like this."
"Hold on I'm thinking," Chris replied before he went silent.
"Ya better be thinkin' and not sniggerin'," Vin's voice threatened, "I'm armed and fuckin' pissed off."
"And blushing I'll bet."
"I fuckin' knew it!" Vin hissed, "Yer laughin' at me. First I'm gonna shoot ya, then I'm gonna shoot myself."
"Calm down Vin," Chris tried to soothe the younger man. "I'm not laughing at you, I promise. Anyway if you shoot me and then yourself, you're going to be caught with your--"
"I'll be dead, what do I care,"
"We're going to have to get out of here and go somewhere where we can have a good look at it. See how bad the problem really is."
"I know how bad it is," Vin said through clenched teeth. "And with ya constantly feeling yer way around the situation--well, it ain't helpin'."
"Sorry," Chris apologized. "Look, the lights are still down, why don't we get up and make our way out now."
"And get half way out and have the lights come on, uhuh-- no way!"
"Why didn't you bring your coat, you take it everywhere else?" Chris sighed.
"Why did ya have to get all affectionate here of all places," Vin moaned as his new attempt failed to release himself from its painful trap.
"Shhhhhhh!"
"Because, I thought you liked it dangerous," Chris whispered in Vin's ear
"Dangerous is one thin', bodily harm is another," Vin shuddered under his lover's breath. "Will ya cut it out, ya ain't helpin'."
"Yeah, right, sorry."
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A sudden flash of flight had Vin slinking further down in his seat, as a female voice whispered from behind the glare. "Gentlemen, do you have a problem here?"
"No!" Vin replied quickly.
"Yes," Chris answered, "Can you tell me how long before the lights go up?"
"The lights go up? Sir, if you and your friend are planning--"
"Aw Hell," Vin moaned as he curled away from the light in embarrassment.
"Ms.?"
"Just call me Sooz, everybody does. Is your 'friend' all right? Some of the patrons said they could hear some moaning coming from this area. Not that I'm a prude, or anything far from it, but some of the guests have complained of the--well, noise." Sooz explained as tactfully as she could. "So if you must--Well, can you keep it down."
"My friend is in some pain, he has had a slight accident," Chris replied somewhat abstractly.
"Chris!" Vin snarled as he wished he could claw his way through the chair to burrow into the floor and make his escape from this horrible night.
"Do you need a hand, sir?" Sooz asked she shone the light over the other man.
"No thanks Ma'am, that's what got me into this mess in the first place, " Vin answered peevishly, as waved his hand at the usher. "Can ya shine that light somewheres else, please?"
"Oh, I see," Sooz bit her lip as she tried to suppress a giggle.
"Aw Hell," Vin moaned again in embarrassment.
"I have actually seen this problem before, if you'll wait here," Sooz coughed down the chuckle that was threatening to find air. "I'll go and find something that might help."
"Cain't we jest get outta here?" Vin groaned as he painful unfolded himself in the chair.
"Hey, it's not 'my' willy hanging out shooting the breeze. You want to leave, let's go?"
"Damn it hurts. Won't be able to use it for a week after all this," Vin whined.
"Don't worry, I'll kiss it better," Chris chuckled. "Be grateful we're alone and in the back row."
"Shhhhhhhhh!"
A quiet shuffling and a strobe of light heralded the ushers return. "Okay, this should do the trick, just squeeze some it on the--zipper and give it a--jiggle."
"Can you shine your light down, so I can see, please Sooz," Chris asked.
"And Ma'am, please--"
"Don't worry, I won't look," Sooz replied as she twisted her wrist and shone the light downward, 'accidently' getting a flash of the entrapped member.
"Just jiggle, she said, not yank," Vin complained. "And damn it watch the--
"Alright already, I know what's there, I've got a set myself you know. I know how sensitive they are," Chris answered as he concentrated on freeing the locked zipper. At last after considerable amount of greasing and jingling the zipper came free and Vin's skin was released.
"Thank God," Vin sighed as he cupped his hands over his aching shaft. "Damn that hurt."
"Manners," Chris corrected his lover.
"Sorry Ma'am, thank you," Vin whispered.
"You're welcome," Sooz answered as she left.
The movie finished Vin, having made sure everything was in the right place, stood up and made his way slowly behind the other movie patrons. Nodding at the young woman that stood by the doorway, Vin joined Chris as they made their way through the exit.
"Do come again gentlemen."
Vin didn't look behind him as he flushed scarlet and bolted for the doorway.
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Driving away from the theater, Chris watched out of the corner of his eye as Vin squirmed in the seat beside him.
"Vin? Are you sure you're alright?"
"I said I was, didn't I?" Vin replied a little testily, as he tried to maneuver the stiff material away from his injured member. The constant rubbing from his tight jeans was doing nothing to soothe his tender skin.
Shaking his head, Chris pulled to the side of the road and leaned toward his injured lover. "Your choice, hospital or Nate?"
Vin groaned, as he looked away. He really didn't want to put Nate through the embarrassment of having to take a closer look at his privates, but the thought of a whole hospital of strangers was even worse. Knowing that Chris wouldn't take him back to the ranch until he was seen too, Vin decided that Nate was looking the best of the two evils.
"Aw Hell, okay then," Vin sighed as ceded defeat. "Take me to Nate's." God, if Buck ever found out about this, he would never live it down!
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Vin had to admit as Chris helped him gingerly make his way to Nate's door, that the thought of getting some relief was becoming more appealing all the time.
Knocking on the door, Chris gave Vin a reassuring hug, "Sorry about this Vin, this is all my fault."
"Ain't nothin' I wasn't enjoyin'," Vin grinned as he fidgeted on his feet.
Nate answered the door and with a quick look over his two visitors, he moved out of the way and gestured for them to enter. "What happened this time?" he asked as he shook his head and shut the door behind them.
The End