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Chris downed his third glass of whiskey and sat staring at his fourth. They had saved the Indian village and made their way back to the town where it has all began. "Hey Cowboy." He looked up to see Vin walk toward him. "Can I join you?" He nodded and pushed a full glass toward him. "I was thinking of getting a early start for Tuscosa."

"I was thinking about whiskey. A room, bed," His eyes met Vin's in asuggestive manner. "And more whiskey." He had never imagined in his life that anyone would become important to him again. But after knowing Tanner for just a few short days, he had grown very fond of the man. After their little 'argument' about being intimate, things had falled back into their easy friendship. "Why don't you give it a few days."

"With this bounty of my head," Tanner picked up the glass, "I aint' got a few days."

"I never met a man in such a hurry to get himself hung."

"Chance I gotta take. Need to clear my name." He finished the liquor in one gulp. "I'm leaving in the morning, wouldn't blame you if you perfer to stay."

Chris scanned the saloon, ears too close for things to be private. "What are the women like in Tascosa?" He knew his voice was a little loud, but it was meant to be.

"Don't come much livelier." Chris flashed him a confirming grin.

"See you in the morning."

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The night after they decided to stay and protect the town Vin and Chris both found themselves in the bathroom. They scrubbed their bodies clean of the trail dirt in a nice, hot bath. Chris thought he would have a hard time reconsiling himself with what happened a week ago. But when Vin stood up in the bath to climb out, he found himself unable to take his eyes off the wirey, strong frame and nice round ass.

Vin hadn't failed to notice Chris caressing him with his eyes, but he made no attempt to acknowledge him either. Chris had been fierecly opposed to them becoming involved in anything more than the simple, one night of need, they shared in the Indian Village. Why should he take this to be more, than just innocent looks?

He dried his body slowly, letting Chris get a good view of his semi-hard cock and well-shaped butt. When he finished he draped the towel around his midsection and nodded in Chris's direction. "What to go down to the saloon later?"

"No, not really."

"Tired of the company of others already, huh?" Chris nodded slightly but smiled. "Thought you wanted whiskey?"

"I do, but I can get a bottle and take it to my room. No crowd and less trouble."

"Well I'll see you in the morning then." He tried, but he could hear the disappointment in his own words.

"Maybe." Vin shook his head and frowned, unfortunatly Chris was not in a mood to explain his weird behavior.

"Yeah, well ok." Vin left and headed to his room. He leaned heavily against the wooden door as he closed it. This was not turning out the way he wanted, maybe he should head to Tuscolsa and alone. There was little chance Chris would come after him. He just wasn't the type. Tonight all he wanted a bed and sleep. He slipped on his underwear and crawled beneath the covers. The sheets were cool which was nice in comparison with the heat outside.

Chris bought a fresh bottle of whiskey and took two glasses from the bartop. He headed upstairs with it and the things he had purchased in the store. He knocked softly on the door then tested the knob. It popped open. He'd have to talk to Vin about leaving his door unlocked. Just as he stepped through the felt the coolness of a steel barrel against his temple. He takes a deep breath as Vin uncocks the gun.

"What are you doing, trying to get yourself killed?" Chris straightened and relaxed as Vin slammed the door.

"I was wondering if you wanted something to drink." He handed a glass to Vin and popped the cork with his teeth.

Vin watched as Chris poured two drinks and sat the bottle to the side. His couriuosity got the best of him, when Chris crawled on the bed and stretched out. "Man, this is nice." Vin sat down near the end and swalloed the liquor.

"Yeah, it was feeling pretty good, until someone decided to break into my room."

"Admit it Vin, you knew I was coming up here."

"What?"

"You heard me," With that Chris gtt up and began taking off his clothes. "You wanted me to come up here."

"You've been drinking, a lot. I never invited you up here. Now get out." Chris had stripped most of his clothes off and they laid in a heap near Vin. Vin picked them up and tossed them at him.

"Come here." Vin shook his head now. Chris took a deep breath. "Okay, you win." Vin took advantage of Chris's lack of balance and pinned him to the bed, his arm behind his back.

"Now, you tell me why you came up."

"NO."

"Tell me Chris, or I'm outta here tonight."

"GO then, I don't care." Vin pulled him up and pushed him the bed and pushed him physically toward the door."Wait!" Vin released him and he turned. "What happened between then and now?"

"You couldn't handle it, remember?" Chirs steped close and ran his hand down Vin's face. "Just go."

In the next instant Vin is swept into a powerful embrace. His mouth covered with that of his friend's. Lips sucking, teeth biting, tongues dueling as they fight for dominance. Chris backed them to the bed and they tumble together.

The springs are a little louder than they would have liked. Chris worked his way down Vin's neck and torso then pulled away.

"What now?" Chris raised an eyebrow and headed to the door. "Chris, I swear if you try and leave now, I'll shoot you."

Chris locked the door and turned back to his lover. "But if you did that, you wouldn't get your present."

"What present?" Vin leaned up on his elbows and watched as Chris grabed a paper bag and unrolled it. "What's that?"

"Something I thought you could use." He tossed the small bottle to Vin's waiting hand.

"Oil of Almond?" Chris steped up to the bed and yanked down Vin's underwear. "Hey, easy with the merchindise." Chris took the bottle and opened the top, letting some of it dribble on his fingers. "Chris, what are you doing?" Chris forced his leg up and pressed a finger inside his ass. "Ahhhh, Chris slow down." Chris twisted the finger making Vin buck and whimper. Two now and he dribbled more oil over Vin's opening, forcing the lubricant to ease the way.

"Keep your leg up." Vin grabed his legs and pulled them up. Chris is there immediately, pressing inside him. He watched Vin's face, the pain visible on the beautiful features. "Relax." Vin took a few shallow breaths and Chris forced another inch inside the tight passage.

"Chris, please, slow down."

"I'm not even moving Vin, geez."

"That's not what I mean, it's too fast. I'm not ready, it hurts, ahh Chris, it hurts." Chris pulled out and Vin immediatly scurried away. He climbed up behind him and pulled him close.

"I'm sorry, I got carried away." Chris turned him over, his heart aches as he see the tears on the dark lashes. "I'm sorry." He kissed Vin's cheek then his eyes all the time snuggling close to him, his hands roaming the lean body. "Forgive me?" Vin sniffed a little and nodded. Chris's fingers are probing him again and one slips inside, He stilled as Vin's body tensed, moving only after he relaxed. They stay like this a long time, hugging, kissing. Chris worked on stretching the opening to Vin's body.

"Please Chris, do it, do it now." Vin got to his hands and knees and Chris leaned over him, pressing inside quickly. Slight resistance and a faint whimper and he's engulfed in the same lush heat as before. His body aching to pound into that heat, make it one with himself. But instead he steadied his body, making sure Vin is ready.

"Are you okay now?" Vin pushes himself back, sinking Chris's cock the rest of the way home. Vin's grunt lets him know it was liked. They move together now, forcing, pushing, building into a steady rhythm until Chris lets out a strangled cry and comes, thrusting mercisily into the body beneath him.

Vin is trapped beneath Laraby's dead weight, just waiting for the man to recover himself. Once he slipped free and lay down Vin turns over and begins stroking his own hardness, trying to release his own pent up orgasm. He's shocked when Chris reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"I want to taste you." His eyes widen as his very conservative, almost scary friend leaned down and licked the end of his cock. He wanted to close his eyes and just enjoy the feel of the tongue bathing his cock, but his eyes stay glued to the beautiful, blonde head and sparking blue eyes as they catch his. "Am I doing this right?"

Vin shrugged. "Just do to me, what you like to have done." Chris dipped his tongue in the slit, tasting the salty pre-cum there. Teasingly he dragged his tongue down, circling the sensitive head making his partner moan. He pumped now, taking what he can of the shaft in his mouth, recooping with his hand what he could not. Vin's hands fell to his head now and his fingers raked his skull. Chris grabbed his hands and pinned them to the bed.

"Behave." Vin tried to keep his hands away but Chris's inexperinece made him crazy. He rode the edge then Chris would change direction of stroke, making him start over. He tired again to get Chris on the right rhythm. "Okay, that's it." Chris pulled away.

"Come on Chris, not fair, I was just..."

"Up, now." Vin got to his knees again and Chris entered him roughly. "God you make me so hot." He sat back and pulled Vin up, wrapping his arms around him. "This time you do it, I'll watch." Vin's hand goes to his cock, the fire in his loins ignited again. Vin took Chris's hand and put it to his cock, then laced their fingers together. He showed Chris what kind of stroke he liked and soon he shuddered and came so quietly, that if it wasn't for the stiffness of his body, clenching of his interneal muscles and the warm liquid on his hand, Chris would have never known. "Oh yeah, yeah, ahhhhh." Chris drowned out his scream with the closest shoulder, biting a little too rough.

Vin whimpered as the teeth disengage from his shoulder. He's forced flat on the bed. "Oh man, I'm going to sleep for days after that." Chris turned them to the side and cradled Vin in his arms. "Have you any idea how long it's been since I've done something like that?"

"I thought you had 'never' done anyting like that." Vin said. He smiled feeling the warm breath at his ear. His friend was definetly loosening up and beginning to enjoy himself.

"Doing it twice. I meant doing it twice." He pinched Vin on the ass, making him squirm. Surprised that he likes the feel of this man in his arms. He snuggled even closer and pushed the soft curls to the side and kissed his neck. "You okay?"

Vin nods and turned in his arms. After a few moments of rearanging their limbs, they settle comfortably into an embrace. "Do you regret this?"

Chris kissed his lips softly and ran a hand down his face. "Do I act like I do?"

"No, but the last time..." His worry was silenced by Chris's mouth.

"The last time, I was a jerk." He ran his finger over Vin's cheek. "I didn't know what it could be like." Vin relaxed his head on Chris's outstretched arm. "I'm sorry I hurt you earlier."

"That's ok, now that you know what to do, next time..." Vin stopped himself before he finished the sentence, figuring that Chris wanted nothing more than an ocassional bed buddy. "I'm sorry."

"No, don't be. Next time, I'll prepare you better, I promise." Vin smiled, but he knew Chris was just saying that to make him happy. He turned over and settled down under the blanket. He figured that Chris will leave for the privacy of his own room soon. He's pleasantly surpsrised as Chris settled against this back. "Can I stay?"

"Sure, I'd like that." Chris scooted close, pulling him phsyically back against his body. He can feel Chris's semi-erect cock pressing against his ass cheeks and laughed. "You're insatiable."

"I know, but you love me." Vin stiffened instantly. "Just a figure of speech Vin, relax." Vin did and he spoons behind him again, letting Chis's harness nestle between his ass cheeks.

"Let me know if you want to get serious about this, I'd rather not be asleep."

"It's ok," Chris yawned in his ear. "It's just a reaction to being so close to you, I just hope it doens't happen when I'm riding."

Vin laughs, "Ouch, that would be quite painful."

"You shouldn't be so damn good looking."

"Neither should you."

"What, an old dog like me?"

"You're not old, just been riden hard and put up wet too many...." Chris popped Vin's behind. "Ouch. Not fair." The laughter died down and they relax into a sleepy embrace. "Nite."

"Nite, up at first light right?"

"You know it."

~the end~~