Hungry

Chris Larabee rose out of bed and headed over to the fridge. He opened it and let the cool air wash over his naked torso. Then he took the box of juice and poured the cold liquid into his mouth and let it slowly slide down his throat. He tried to shake off the dream he had just had. It was a particularly intense dream about a person he had been dreaming of alot lately. He hated waking up like that, not that he didn't mind dreaming of that man but he'd probably have a hard time focusing on anything else but him.

An hour later Chris stepped off the elevator in the ATF office. He nodded slightly to Vin who was sitting at his own desk. Then Chris entered his own office and closed the door behind him and sunk down in his chair behind the desk.

A few seconds later there was a knock on the door and Chris sat up straight as Vin entered his office.

"You okay, Chris?"

"Yup." Chris answered.

"Just checkin'." Vin said and left again.

Chris leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. Images from the dream he had had came flooding before his eyes. Suddenly he was jerked back to reality as a southern voice drawled:

"Why, mr Larabee, if I didn't know better, I would say that you were daydreaming."

"Ezra, why the hell didn't you knock?" Chris felt flushed and quite embarrassed.

"But I did knock." Ezra said. "You didn't seem to hear me."

"Sorry." Chris sighed and moved a little further in under the desk to hide his quite visible bulge in his pants.

"Are you alright, mr Larabee?" Ezra asked. "You seem a bit warm."

"Yeah, well, I... I'm fine! What did you want?" His word came out more harsh than he ment them to be.

"I was just going to turn in that report you asked for." Ezra said and left it on the desk. "I guess I will be leaving now."

"Yeah." Chris said as Ezra left his office.

Damn, that man was gorgeous! Chris thought as he tried to calm down.

He had had recurring dreams about Ezra Standish for the past two months. He had tried his best to ignore them but it was impossible. Especially after the dream last night - it was really impossible to ignore it. He knew that he was in love with Ezra but he also knew that he could never ever tell that to him. Ezra would probably shoot him or leave the ATF, and Chris didn't want that to happen. But the dreams were driving him crazy, they were making it very hard to concentrate on work. Often Chris had found himself standing in the doorway staring at Ezra. So far he hadn't been caught but if he didn't start being more careful somebody was going to notice.

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A couple of days later Chris woke with a start after another hot dream of Ezra. This had involved the both of them tangled in each other in Chris' bed. He jumped out of bed, very aware of his rock - hard erection. He headed directly towards the shower to take a very cold one...

An hour later Chris was still in the shower, not feeling better. He finally turned the shower off and grabbed a towel, which he wrapped around his waist. Then he went over to the phone and dialled a number.

"Yeah?" A voice answered.

"Buck?"

"Yep. What's up, Chris?" Buck asked.

"I'm not coming in today. I don't feel well." Chris said.

"What?!"

"You heard me, I'm sick."

"You're sick? You're never sick!?" Buck was in shock.

"Well, I am now!" Chris said and then he hung up the phone.

Chris tossed the phone onto the table and went to kitchen. He made some coffee and grabbed a sandwhich from the fridge. He sighed heavily and sat down at the kitchen table and ate his breakfast. He still couldn't get the image of a naked, sweaty Ezra lying in bed out of his head.

Two hours later Chris sat infront of the tv and flipped the channels aimlessly. He felt a bit better now, but he still couldn't stop thinking of Ezra. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Damn it, Buck!" Chris sighed as he went and opened the door.

"Mr Larabee." Outside the door, Ezra stood.

"Ezra? What are you doing here?"

"Well, mr Wilmington asked me to drive over here and see that you were okay." Ezra said.

"I'm fine, Ezra. Come in." Chris said and let the gambler enter his apartment.

"Buck said that you had called in sick." Ezra said as he sat down in one of the chairs in the livingroom. "You don't look sick."

"Well, I'm not feeling too good." Chris said.

"What's wrong then, mr Larabee?" Ezra asked.

"Nuthin'." Chris said.

"Okay, I can see that you don't want to talk about it." Ezra said. "Perhaps it's best that I leave..."

"No, don't!" Chris said sounding way too eager for his own liking.

"I suppose you require some company." Ezra said as he turned his attention to the tv. "What is this?"

"Don't know." Chris said and turned off the tv.

"You seem a bit on edge." Ezra said.

"I'm not feelin' well." Chris said trying not to stare at Ezra.

"Mr Larabee something is apparently wrong with you..." Ezra said. "You are behaving very, how should I put this, very not Chris Larabee like."

"Okay..." Chris said not quite understanding Ezra.

"What do you suggest we do now that the tv is off?" Ezra said.

Make love like maniacs. Chris thought but said "Don't know, got any ideas?"

"Perhaps a game of cards?" Ezra suggested.

"No thanks, I'd rather play truth or dare." Chris said as a joke.

"Okay, let's do that!"

"What?"

"Play 'Truth or Dare'." Ezra said like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"You're insane!" Chris exclaimed but liking the idea.

"You suggested it. Are you a coward?" Ezra asked knowing that would trigger Chris.

"Okay, you first!" Chris said.

"Truth."

"How many women have you been with?" Chris asked.

"8."

"8?! Not more?" Chris was suprised.

"8 women." Ezra said. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"How many women?"

"10, I think." Chris said and now it was Ezra's turn to be surprised.

"Only 10?! I thought you were like Buck." Ezra said.

"Like Buck?"

"A ladies man..." Ezra said.

"Well, no, not exactly. Truth or dare?"

"Truth?"

"You ever been with a man?" Chris asked.

"Mr, Larabee!"

"Answer the question."

"Yes. Yes I have." Ezra answered.

"How many?"

"Now now, you didn't say truth or dare." Ezra teased.

"Answer... I'm ordering you, Agent Standish." Chris said.

"Oh, you're givin me orders, mr Larabee?"

"I am your superior." Chris said.

"Okay, I've been with 5 men." Ezra said.

"5?!!"

"Yes, how many have you been with?"

"How many men?"

"Yes, mr Larabee."

"None." Chris answered truthfully.

"Have you ever had fantasies about a man?" Ezra asked.

"Have we stopped playing Truth or Dare?" Chris asked.

"I belive we're just playing truth." Ezra said. "Now answer my question."

"Yes. I've had fantasies about a man." Chris said.

"About who?" Ezra said.

"You have to guess." Chris was going out on a limb here.

"Mr Vin Tanner." Ezra said.

"Vin? No! Definitely not!" Chris said.

"Buck?" Ezra asked and Chris shook his head again. "JD?"

"The Kid?! No, absolutely not!" Chris said.

"Me." Ezra said more like a statement rather than a question.

"You." Chris said and rose from the couch and went over to the window overlooking the backyard.

Chris stood in silence just pondering what he had just said. He had just admitted to Ezra that he had fantasies about him. Chris stood with his back turned to Ezra, not wanting to face him. Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and Chris felt Ezra's hot breath against his neck and it made him shiver.

"Turn around." Ezra demanded and Chris complied. Ezra gently stroked Chris' cheek and he saw Chris swallow several times.

"Ezra.." Chris began.

"Hush, my sweet." Ezra whispered as they met in a fiery kiss.

"Ezra." Chris whispered as they finally broke the kiss.

"Lord, I've been longing for that for a long time." Ezra sighed as he ran a hand through Chris' hair.

"You have?!"

"Yes." Ezra said.

"Kiss me again." Chris begged and Ezra fulfilled his wish.

Several minutes later Chris had freed Ezra of his jacket, waistcoat and was now removing his shirt. Ezra had already removed Chris' t - shirt and pants. As Chris removed Ezra's shirt completely he stopped for a minute and admired Ezra's muscular chest.

"You're beautiful." Chris said.

"So are you." Ezra said. "Shall we move this to your bed?"

"Yes, I think that might be a good idea." Chris said and took Ezra's hand and headed for the bed.

Ezra pushed Chris onto the bed and then placed himself ontop of him and they kissed again. Ezra's hands roamed Chris body making him moan loudly.

Chris started tugging at Ezra's pants and the gambler looked at him with a surprised look on his face.

"My, my, mr Larabee, you seem quite eager..."

"It's Chris!" He growled and pulled off Ezra's pants in one swift motion which also included his underwear.

"Okay, Chris." Ezra smiled as he pulled off Chris his boxershorts. "My, aren't we alert."

"Ezra, this is not funny." Chris blushed slightly.

"I'm sorry, Chris." Ezra smiled and kissed him again.

After Ezra broke the kiss he started kissing his was down his chest stopping at each nipple, licking them lightly, making Chris squirm. Then Ezra trailed a path from Chris' belly down to his erect manhood. Chris was squirming underneath him and as he started to relax he felt Ezra's lips ontop his hard shaft. Ezra took Chris' manhood in his mouth and started sucking him. Chris' eyes flew wide open and a deep growl came out of his mouth. He had never experienced anything like this before. The women he had been with in the past - what they had done, they had never been able to trigger this kind of reaction within him.

"Ez..." Chris moaned. "Don't stop."

"I have no intention of doing so." Ezra said while still having Chris' shaft in his mouth.

Not more than 30 seconds later Chris felt the familiar tension in his lowerback and he started shaking and soon he exploded in Ezra's mouth. The gambler drank everything greedily and then kissed his way back up to Chris' mouth where they met in another hot kiss.

"How are you?" Ezra asked as he brushed a strand of hair from his new lover's face.

"Never been better." Chris sighed contently.

"Oh well, I'm not done yet." Ezra said and rubbed himself against Chris which in turn made him moan.

"You're not done yet?" Chris said.

"No, but perhaps you think that we are finished now?"

"No, I don't think we are." Chris said and kissed Ezra passionately.

It didn't take long before Chris was reada again and Ezra was painfully aware of how ready he himself was. The two men kissed deeply as their hands explored each other bodies. Chris ran his hands up and down Ezra's back stopping to cup his very firm ass and pulle him even closer.

A few minutes later Ezra ordered Chris to turn around. Chris did as he was told and soon he felt Ezra's fingers, slick with oil gently massaging their way into his depths. Chris growled as he felt one finger, then two, then three enter him.

"Am I hurting you?" Ezra asked quitely.

"No." Chris whispered.

"Do you want this?"

"Yes, more than anything, Ezra."

After he said that he felt Ezra remove his fingers and soon he felt the gambler's cock slowly push its way into him. At first it was painful but Chris ignored the pain because it was also the most wonderful thing he had ever felt.

When Ezra had pushed himself into Chris he stopped for a second, not wanting to hurt Chris and not wanting to lose control all together. As he felt Chris trying to push back on him he started to move slowly, in and out. Ezra and Chris moaned loudly together as Ezra started to speed up the pace.

"Oh God, don't stop." Chris panted.

"I won't." Ezra promised and snaked his hand around Chris and grabbed his hard shaft.

Ezra started pumping Chris in the same pace he was pushing himself in and out of him. Chris was moaning more and more every second that passed by. Suddenly Ezra felt Chris starting to convulse and he came in Ezra's hand. Muscles contracted around Ezra's hard cock and that made him push harder and faster. Soon he started shaking uncontrollably and as he pushed himself deep into Chris he exploded while moaning Chris' name.

The two men collapsed on the bed together, Ezra wrapped his arms around Chris and kissed him gently. Chris looked at Ezra with glazed, happy eyes.

"I love you, Ezra." Chris said.

"I love you back." Ezra said as he pulled the covers over them and they fell asleep, wrapped in each others arms.

A few hours later Chris woke up alone. He sat up and wondered if it all had been another, intense, dream. He got out of bed and put on his underwear. When he started searching for his pants a southern voice said:

"Are you looking for these?" Ezra was holding Chris' pants.

"Yeah, I am actually. Can I please have them?" Chris asked with a smile on his face.

"No."

"No?"

"No. Not until I get a kiss..." Ezra smiled.

"Well, I think I can do that." Chris said and went up to the gambler and pulled him close and kissed him deeply.

"Here are your pants." Ezra said and handed them to Chris.

"Thanks." Chris said and pulled them on.

"I think I should leave." Ezra said.

"Why?"

"Well, I thought that you didn't want me here when Buck comes over." Ezra said.

"Buck's coming over? How do you know that?"

"He called." Ezra said. "Your machine took the call I couldn't help but hear it."

"I can't see why you shouldn't stay." Chris said.

"Well, I... What should we tell him if he asks what I'm still doing here?"

"Keeping me company." Chris said. "I mean I have been so terribly sick."

"Oh yeah, you were so ill. And I think you were running a fever a while back." Ezra laughed.

"Yeah, I was very hot, but I am a bit better now though." Chris said and hugged Ezra.

"Perhaps your fever will come back tonight?"

"Yes, I should hope so..." Chris said just as there was a knock on the door.

"Hey Chris. You okay?" Buck asked as Chris opened the door.

"I'm okay. Ezra's kept me company."

"Well, that's good. You had anything to eat?" Buck asked.

"Yeah, we ordered a pizza." Chris said. "You wanna come in?"

"Nah, I just wanted to see that you were alright." Buck said. "I have to get back to the Kid."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I promised to go with him to see a movie." Buck said. "Something called "deep shark" or something like that. It was supposed to be about sharks."

"It's called Deep Blue Sea." Ezra said.

"You seen it?"

"No, I just read about it." Ezra said. "Hope you have fun."

"See you guys, tomorrow." Buck said and left.

"Are you hungry, Chris?" Ezra asked as the two went to the kitchen.

"Yeah, for you." Chris whispered.

"Really? I thought you were quite full on me."

"Never." Chris said and the two met in a loving kiss.

"Why, mr Larabee. You seem to be quite alert again..." Ezra said.

"Well, sorry. You're not hungry, I assume." Chris said and turned away from Ezra.

"Oh, believe me I am hungry." Ezra said. "I will always be hungry for you."

"Let's eat then..." Chris growled as Ezra started unbuttoning Chris' pants.

The End