Chris heard a horse approaching. Sitting at his table nursing a cup of strong coffee, he had been waiting at his shack for word about Vin. It had taken all of his strength to ride away with Josiah, but Wind Healer had been firm. Chris trusted his Indian friends. Vin believed in the Indian ways, having spent time with them as a youth and Josiah had been convinced that Vin couldn't find help in Four Corners. Nothing Nathan or he had to offer would restore Vin mind. Chris didn't want to think about what he would do if Wind Healer failed.Gun in hand, Chris opened the door and saw Chanu sitting astride his horse holding Peso's and his black's reins in his hand. "It is time. Wind Healer says for you to come now. " Chris only nodded and gathered his coat, hat and gun. Mounting his horse, Chris rode silently alongside Chanu as they made their way back to the village.
Arriving at the village, Chanu stopped in front of Wind Healer's tent and gestured for Chris to dismount. Watching Chanu move away with the horses, Chris turned to face Wind Healer. The old man nodded his head and gestured for Chris to enter the tent. Moving inside he stood in the doorway looking at the sleeping figure on the rug. Turning his head to speak, Chris was stopped by Wind Healer. Pointing to Chris' gun, hat and boots, Chris suddenly realized Vin was totally naked as he lay by the fire. Nodding his understanding, Chris began to remove his clothes and gun.
Vin continued to float in a sleep that held no dreams. He became aware of sensations: the soft press of the bear rug against his body, the warmth of the fire against his back. Opening his eyes, he saw the colorful blankets piled next to him and tried to piece together why he was here. He felt his hands in his groin, and looking down remembered he was naked. He expected to feel cold, but instead he felt warm a
d safe. Bringing his arms above him, he arched his back and stretched like a cat. "Hmmm . . .ahh. " Vin felt the words leave him in a groan, as he felt muscles relax.
Chris sat silently on the other side of the fire. After leaving his clothes near the doorway, Chris had wrapped a blanket around his shoulders and positioned himself so he could see Vin directly. The heat from the fire and the smell of the herbs burning conspired to make Chris sleepy. He fought the feeling wanting to be awake if Vin woke up.
Thirsty, Vin rolled over on his back and sat up searching for a water jug. Suddenly sensing another presence, Vin whipped his head toward where Chris sat. Seeing his former lover naked before his eyes, Vin stopped breathing and simply stared.
Smiling slightly, Chris took in Vin's surprise at finding him. "Hey cowboy, about time you work up." Chris continued to hold his hands quietly not moving; afraid of scaring Vin.
Vin brought his knees up and sat sideways facing Chris from across the fire. He looked fully at Chris and let a smile play at his mouth. His eyes traveled Chris' body, taking in the sun streaked hair and tanned face. The finely formed bone structure of his face and the startling green eyes made his heart beat faster. Vin thought he could see Chris' heartbeat pulse at the side of his neck, and a memory of the saltiness of the skin there, made his skin start to stir again.
Reaching for the oil jar next to him, Vin looked Chris straight in the eye. "I tried to put this on my back last night. Ya know, to help the scabs not itch so much, reckon you could do that for me?" Vin spoke so softly, Chris had to lean forward to hear him. Turning away from Chris, Vin sat with his back uncovered his legs folded in front of him.
Chris sat. Afraid to move for fear of waking from a dream, Chris wiped his eyes and looked through the fire again. Vin still sat on the other side of the fire waiting quietly. Tossing the blanket aside, Chris rose and moved till he was kneeling behind Vin.
Vin could feel Chris move behind him. Vin's skin felt so alive, he could sense Chris' heartbeat without touching him. He tried to picture in his mind what Chris was doing. Holding his breath, he felt the pressure of Chris' fingers on his neck.
Steeling himself for rejection, Chris soaked his hands in the oil from the jar Vin had indicated. Reaching out, he lightly touched Vin's thick curls pushed them from his neck. Gently, he began to make small circles with his finger tips at the base of Vin's neck. He felt Vin let out a long sigh, and made himself do the same thing.
Gathering more courage and feeling no resistance from Vin, Chris increased the pressure and enlarged the circle as he worked. As the oil worked it's way into Vin's skin, Chris could feel the silkiness of the tender skin under his hands. Where the oil had been applied, Vin's skin virtually glowed.
Vin stretched his neck forward; arching it allowing Chris greater access to his shoulders and throat. The feel of the fingers on his neck was familiar. He knew that touch like his knew his name. There was strength and tenderness in the same stroke. With each knead of Chris' hands, Vin felt dark memories beginning to fade.
Chris finished with Vin's neck and the top of his shoulders and boldly started to work his way down the tracker's back. Spreading his fingers wide, he worked the oil, massaging the thick muscles underneath. His hand brushed a long scar just under Vin's arm. He let his fingers linger there remembering how the bullet that had made the scar had almost taken Vin from him. His mind went back to that night when Nathan had dug for the bullet, Vin crying out despite laudanum and calling for him. Those days of nursing Vin through a terrible fever and weeks of caring for his daily needs. Chris shook his head trying to shake the memories away. He didn't want to remember if Vin was never going to be his again.
Chris had reached Vin's waist and started working his way up his back when he heard Vin speak. "Lower, Chris. My back's always sore, you know that. Please rub the oil there for me." Taking a deep breath, Chris dribbled more oil on his hands, and warmed it by rubbing his hands together. Looking down, Chris noticed again how Vin's spine curved slightly. Chris knew Vin lived in constant aching pain from it but never complained. He'd told Chris he had been born that way and had learned to live with it. Only after long days on the trail riding, did Vin ever mention it. Chris smiled as he remembered offering to rub the area for Vin after such a ride. That had lead to one of their first nights of lovemaking.
Vin leaded forward and stretched his arms forward exposing more of his lower back for Chris to reach. Chris felt a stirring of his groin, when Vin's buttocks came off the rug and he got a glimpse of Vin's balls. Feeling Chris stop his massage, Vin sat up and turned around to face Chris kneeling in front of him.
Staring deep into Chris' eyes, Vin put his hands on Chris' shoulders and pushed him into a sitting position. Chris returned his stare and let Vin move him at will. Taking oil into his hand, Vin smiled his shy little smile and said. "Enough of me. Let me show you how this oil works."
Placing his hands on either side of Chris' face, Vin began to rub the oil into Chris' temple area, licking his lips as he concentrated. Taking, one finger he ran it between Chris' eyes and down the bridge of his nose. Chris closed his eyes as Vin continued massaging Chris' temple with one hand, and traced his lips with the other. Chris opened his lips and Vin slipped his finger inside quickly just enough to touch Chris' tongue.
Moving his hands down Chris' face, Vin thumbs followed the jaw line and traveled around to the back of his neck. Leaning forward, Vin pressed his lips in the small of Chris' neck and felt his pulse pounding there. Reaching out with his tongue, Vin licked the salt from the skin. "Yes " he whispered. This was how he remembered it.
Chris was afraid to move. Afraid to break the spell that was bringing Vin freely to him again. Trying to control his breathing, Chris took in a ragged breath as Vin bit him quickly on his neck. Wincing, he jerked slightly.
Vin pulled away and looked down at Chris. "Oh, sorry. " Sitting back on his heels, Vin let his hands fall to his sides. Unsure now, he dropped his eyes and didn't look at Chris.
Panicking, Chris felt the moment drifting away. Using his fingers, Chris placed two under Vin's chin and lifted his face. "It's alright. Just caught me off guard . . .You got any more surprises for me?" Shyly, Vin pulled his hands off the floor and picked up the oil jar.
Using one hand to push Chris back on the pile of blankets, Vin dribbled oil from the jar across Chris' chest. The oil tingled as it hit his skin and Chris gave into the feeling. Throwing his head back he exposed his throat, growling when he felt Vin lick with his tongue from his jaw line to his collarbone. Working the oil into Chris' chest at the same time, Vin soon had Chris moaning and pulling at the blankets near his hands.
Hearing Chris respond to his hands, Vin moved his hands along the outside of Chris' rib cage. There wasn't an ounce of fat on Chris' toughened body. Keeping his hands lightly on Chris' sides, Vin moved his lips over one of Chris' nipples and felt it stiffen in his mouth. Feeling Chris push against his mouth, Vin kept working the oil into Chris' flesh, moving down in circles until he reached his hips.
Looking down Vin noticed what he had felt, his penis was aroused and beginning to stand out from him. Reaching over he took one of Chris' hands and placed it on his hardening shaft.
Chris felt Vin's hand take his and he let the tracker move it. Keeping his eyes closed, Chris was startled when he felt Vin wrap his fingers around his penis. Opening his eyes, he saw Vin staring at him. Holding up the jar of oil, Vin said. "Help me, Chris. I need to remember how it was between us. "
Smiling, Chris took the oil and put it carefully on the ground. Not losing his grip on Vin's shaft, Chris said. " Sit on my lap. Put your legs out in front of you on either side of my hips. " His eyes never leaving Chris', Vin did as he said nestling Chris' penis so it lay semi-erect on his groin.
Leaning forward Chris placed his free hand behind Vin's head and pulled their mouths together. Tightening ever so gently, Chris began to work Vin's penis in a slow up down motion, as his tongue invaded Vin's mouth. Vin moaned at the back of his throat, and reached up for the hand in his hair. Pulling it down, Vin moved slightly forward and placed Chris' hand on his buttocks. Vin pulled his mouth from Chris' and looked deeply with trust into Chris' face. Whispering, he leaned back until his head rested on Chris' legs. Lifting his hips, he thrust his buttocks forward while bending his knees. "Help me, Chris. Help me remember, so I can forget."
Chris gazed with passion at the lean tracker's body that lay stretched out so exposed and open to him. Vin's eyes were closed now and his organ fully engorged in Chris' hand. Chris' own penis was tight against his stomach and aching with a painful pressure. Forgetting his own needs, Chris covered both his hands liberally with the oil and took a deep cleansing breath.
Returning one hand to Vin's shaft, Chris gently took his balls and rolled them in his fingers. Growling, Vin pushed his spine deeper into Chris' legs and lifted his hips again. "Ah . . .Chris . . .feels so good." Reaching down underneath Vin's balls, Chris felt and found his tight butt and started to massage it. The oil made his hand slide easily over Vin's skin and came to rest inside the cleft without resistance.
Before going on, Chris looked up and saw Vin staring straight at him with excited sparkling eyes. "Do it Chris. Make it good for me again. I trust you. " Laying his head back on Chris' legs, he squirmed opening his hips out wider to give Chris greater access.
Chris was near to panicking. This was the moment they both had wanted for weeks. Vin was ready to trust him again. Trust him to take the darkness from sex and turn it back into something wonderful again. With a shaking hand, he moved his finger slowly and lightly backward until he located Vin's anus.
Continuing to stroke Vin's penis lightly in a steady rhythm, Chris liberally rimmed Vin's ass with the oil. Massaging the oil in gently, he felt the sphincter begin to open and close against his finger. He could feel Vin pushing forward with his hips, but Chris ignored him, concentrating on bringing Vin to a climax before he inserted his finger.
Vin felt Chris' hand on his shaft. He had never felt so hard and sensitive. It could have been painful if Chris hadn't been devoted to pleasing Vin. Vin's body was hot all over and he felt a finger spreading warm oil around his bottom. Images of Chris' lean body licking him all over; pictures of Chris' slow entry into his body with such great passion that there was never any pain entered his head.
"Need it . . . Chris please . . . I'm so hot . . . so hard . . .got to . . .got to have . . . " Vin's words were a litany of his feelings. Hearing them made Chris' shaft strain and tighten even more against his abdomen. Moving his thumb over Vin's slit, he spread the whitish foam he found there, down along the underside of Vin's shaft. He heard Vin cry out and felt the organ quiver in his hand. Cum began flowing from Vin in great gushes. Covering Chris' hand and falling down between both their thighs, Chris felt Vin sphincter open widely. Easing his finger in ever so gently, he heard Vin cry and groan again. "God! God! Oh, Chris . . .yes . . . yes . . . never felt . . .oh . . ." Chris felt Vin go limp. Vin's penis still oozed liquid as Chris withdrew his finger from Vin and eased himself out from under Vin's body.
Positioning himself along side Vin he started to arouse him when Vin opened his eyes slowly. Seeing Chris above him, he smiled and reached up for Chris' face with his hands. "I remember Chris. Help me forget the others." Puzzled Chris just stared at Vin trying to think of the right words.
Rising up, Vin again pushed Chris back on the blankets. Straddling Chris' hips with his knees on either side, Vin grabbed Chris' penis and began caressing it with his fingers. Reaching for Chris' hand he poured more oil on it and pulled it so it rested between their bodies. Vin sat down fully on Chris' hand, moving back and forth, groaning as he did so. "Open me, Chris. I need to feel you deep inside me. " Grinding his bottom against Chris' hand as if to make his point, Vin continued. "I'm not afraid anymore. I know you won't hurt me like those men. That wasn't love. That wasn't what we have together. Show me . . . Show me, Chris. Now!"
Chris was on fire, his shaft was being pumped by the man he loved and that man was begging to be taken. Working his hand around he again found Vin's hole and began to massage it again. It opened quickly now and Chris' finger slipped easily in. He felt a slight tension in Vin's body and he left it there, not daring to move it. Vin growled and pushed slightly with his hips, forcing Chris' finger all the way inside him.
"Hmmmm . . . yes . . .more . . . make me . . . "Vin moaned and Chris felt his sphincter relax more and he inserted a second finger slowly, pressing them slightly apart as it entered Vin. Vin's grip on Chris tightened with the probing and he gritted his teeth trying to gain some control and not come too soon.
"Easy, cowboy." Chris whispered. "We'll get there." Looking up he saw Vin smile and lick his lips. Moving one more finger inside slowly, he probed for the small area that he knew Vin enjoyed the most. He felt Vin jerk and sit down fully on his hand suddenly.
"CHRIS! Yes! Need more, now . . .can't wait!" Vin pulled his hips up off Chris' hand and eased Chris penis underneath him. "Help me Chris . . . I need to do this now while I'm not afraid. Make love to me now . . .Chris!!!" Vin's words turned into a cry as he felt Chris' hands on his buttocks helping to support him. With his hands Chris quickly oiled his engorged shaft and again Vin's opening.
Vin closed his eyes and lowered himself slowly until he felt the bulb of Chris' penis against his anus. Taking a deep breath, he relaxed every muscle in his body and sank down. Tightening at the last minute, Vin cried in frustration as he felt Chris' penis bend and not penetrate him.
Seeing Vin's anguish, Chris quickly took control and started stroking Vin's shaft with one hand while he reentered Vin again with his two of his fingers. The second he felt Vin relax, he moved his fingers out and pushed his penis into the same space. Vin grunted and threw his head back, grabbing Chris' wrist while it worked on his penis. Together the two men eased themselves together.
It wasn't easy. Vin was as slick and open has he could be, but Chris was fully engorged and as hard as Vin could ever remember. It hurt, but not in a tearing way. The pain was almost a passionate pleasure. He opened his eyes and looked down onto the face of his lover. This beautiful powerful man that loved him above all other people. Chris had his eyes shut tight trying to maintain control and not injure Vin by pushing inside him too much. Both men were groaning as a little at a time, Chris gained possession of Vin.
Chris was only half way inside Vin, when he felt Vin penis start to spurt again and felt the tracker's muscles contract around his organ. It was all too much for him and he felt his sperm boil and shoot from his body spraying himself inside Vin.
"Ah, Vin! . . . Oh . . .man . . .soooo good . . .let me . . .sorry . . .couldn't wait." Chris moaned out his words as he continued to pour from his shaft. Chris felt a shift in Vin's body and suddenly felt Vin pushing himself down until he was fully seeded to Chris groin.
"CHRIS . . .Ahhh . . . don't move, please. Hurts right now . . .please, just . . . " Vin sat upright with Chris' shaft fully inside him. He could feel his muscles cramping around it and tried to will himself to relax. He felt tears forming and was ready to lift himself off Chris when he felt Chris' hands begin to squeeze the muscles of his buttocks.
"It's ok, cowboy. Breathe . . .Open your eyes and look at me . . .Vin, I love you . . .Let me help you." Chris' words penetrated Vin's mind and he opened his eyes. Chris had the oil and was beginning to rub it over his softened penis. Watching Chris hands, Vin was captivated by the long slender fingers as they moved and stroked his organ. He felt his insides loosen and the pain dissolve as his shaft hardened in Chris' hand.
Chris could feel Vin's muscles relax around his softened penis. He wanted to ease out of Vin while he was excited from Chris' stimulation of his penis. Unfortunately Chris' body was betraying him. Feeling himself begin to stiffen. He was painfully aware of the wonderful heat and moistness of his lover's body. "Vin, you ok?"
Vin opened his eyes slowly and looked lazily down at Chris. "Doing great, pard. How about you?" Vin began a rocking motion with his hips in time with Chris' hand. "Pain's gone. Never felt you so deep before . . . ummmm . . . Chris . . .can you feel it?" Chris knew Vin was referring to the hardening of his shaft inside Vin's body.
"Yea, I can feel it . . . feels so . . . hot . . .so . . .warm . . ." Chris bit his lip as his hips started moving with Vin's. " Can I? Do you think we can? . . ." Chris was so afraid of hurting Vin. He tried again to control the movement of his hips and dismiss the passion that was rising in his groin.
"It's ok . . .move Chris . . . move . . . don't hurt at all . . . " Vin started pushing downward with the pulse of Chris' hand. Chris felt himself fully erect and couldn't help but thrust upward into Vin. Vin was making continuous moaning sounds; moving up and down on Chris' penis with his eyes closed and mouth slackened.
Chris watched him and felt himself give way and begin to thrust harder in answer to the demands Vin was making on his body.
"Harder, Chris . . . push . . .into . . . me . . .more . . . harder . . . PLEASE!!!" Vin came all over Chris' hand. Jerking and spurting his penis spread foamy liquid between the two lovers. Vin pushed hard and ground himself into Chris' body . . .the need to be one with this man was all consuming. He heard Chris cry out and felt the penis inside him begin to pulse and jump. Seconds later, Chris cried again and thrust upward, grinding himself as deep as he could into Vin. Falling forward Vin reached out for Chris and Chris pulled him into his arms. Holding on to each other, they continued to climax and pull at each other until they could draw nothing more from their bodies.
Vin lay with his head on Chris' chest. Listening to the heartbeat, Vin was also aware of the pulsing organ that still inside him. Looking up, he saw Chris' face soft and glowing with a soft sweaty sheen. "God. " Vin thought. "However could I have doubted this man and his love for me? " Whispering, Vin said. "Chris Larabee, I love you."
"Love you too, Vin." Chris raised his head to look at his lover snuggled on his chest. Vin moved slowly upward on Chris' body, letting Chris' organ fall out of him. He frowned anticipating pain, but the only feeling he felt was one of emptiness. He felt incomplete when Chris wasn't a part of him and his life. "You ok?" Chris asked concerned by the frown on Vin's face.
"Yeah, cowboy. I'm ok. Just do me a favor." Vin said as he savored the feel of his lover's body beneath him.
"Anything, Vin . . .anything." Chris mumbled nuzzling his face in Vin's hair.
"Don't ever let me tell you to go away. OK? " Vin rolled off Chris and snuggled next to him. Laying his arm across Chris chest, he quickly fell into a deep healing sleep.
"It'll never happen, partner . . . never . . . " Chris tightened his arm around the young tracker's back and listening to Vin's soft breathing, fell asleep.
EPILOGUE
Chris turned over expecting to feel Vin's body next to his. Opening his eyes, he saw the tent was empty but that a meal had been left next to the rug. Dressing quickly and taking up the food, he pulled back the deer hide and looked outside."Bout time you got up." Vin stood with Chanu tightening the cinch on Peso's saddle. Chris' black was saddled and ready for travel.
"I'm an old man. You youngster's gotta remember that when you wanna play all night." Chanu laughed and Vin colored in embarrassment. Trying not to show his smile, Chris made his way around and mounted his horse. Settling in, he turned and looked at Vin. "So ready to go home?"
Finishing a handshake with Chanu, Vin turned and looked at Chris. "Nope."
Chris looked at him in shocked silence, his mouth open. He thought it was all settled. Had last night and all they had promised each other meant nothing to Vin?
Urging Peso forward, Vin looked up at Chris. "Promised you a deer for the smokehouse. Chanu said he saw a herd about day's ride from here."
Grinning, Chris replied. "A day's ride. Suspect we might need to give the horses a few breaks along the way. "
"Reckon you're right, pard. Let's ride." Vin waited as Chris joined up with him. Clicking to their horses, they began their journey home.
THE END