The Good the Bad and the Brady

Chapter two :)

It was late but Sheriff Brady knew that Steven wouldn't turn him away, especially after the day he'd just had. Ste was cleaning down the bar when he heard a loud knock at the door, it made him jump and after the day's events he felt scared. He reached for his gun and approached the door.

"Who is it?" he called out, desperately wanting to hear the voice of his late caller.

"Steven it's me…can I come in please?"

Ste unbolted the door letting the stressed sheriff in to his empty saloon.

"Can I get a drink Steven, is that okay?"

The sheriff was feeling a little tense and his day had gone from bad to worse and it had ended with the death of an innocent man. Although he never killed Doug, he failed to protect him and he felt as if he had blood on his hands.

"whisky?" asked Ste with a concerned look on his face.

"Ye know me only too well young Steven!" Brady replied.

Ste wasted no more time and he grabbed a bottle of whisky and two glasses, placing them on the bar, while sheriff Brady bolted the door, locking them in together…alone. Ste pulled out two bar stools and gestured for the sheriff to sit down.

"Unless you'd rather sit at a table sheriff?"

"Here is fine Steven, ye worry too much"

"So you tell me Brady"

Both men sat down on the stools and Ste poured out two large glasses of his favourite drink.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Ste asked it was good to talk about things after all.

"No I don't, I just wanna have good drink and look at you"

Ste felt very embarrassed, he dropped his head straight away, refusing to give the Sheriff the eye contact that he so badly wanted right now.

"Look at me Steven"

But he didn't, he couldn't. It had taken him so long to be able to control his feelings for him and he knew that if he looked at him now, they would consume him.

"I said look at me"

And with that he stood up, moving away his bar stool and stood very close to Ste. He placed two fingers under his chin and lifted it up so that he was looking at him.

"Don't" said Ste, still trying not to look at the man in front of him.

"Don't fight this Steven, it will happen!"

He was right, it was imminent and nothing or no one could stop the relationship that was building up between the two men.

"But it's wrong, it's frowned upon and our own will turn on us"

"That's why we're gonna keep this between ourselves. I can't keep pretending I don't want ye that way because I do…more than ever. Do ye want me that way?"

The sheriff eyes had changed, in fact his whole face had changed, like a feeling had been let loose upon his face, taking him over. Lust had surfaced and the want and need for Ste was clear to see now.

Ste couldn't hold it together anymore and he lent in to the sheriff and kissed him passionately. Ste felt stupid when he felt their teeth knock together, he had imagined their first kiss lots of times and it was always pretty amazing. This on the other hand wasn't, maybe nerves had got the better of him. The sheriff pulled away leaving Ste feeling even more stupid.

"Hey slow down, what's the rush? Now where were we?"

Brady places his hands on Ste's face, holding him gently and moves towards him to kiss him. Their lips connect and the sheriff eases his tongue inside his mouth, Ste follows his lead and their kiss deepens and becomes more ardent. This time it leaves them both breathless.

The sheriff has all the control and he touches the younger man everywhere. He rubs him through his trousers, feeling his hardness growing.

"I want this"

Ste can hardly speak, he is feeling the intensity of the situation and is a trying his hardest not to get too excited. His intention is to savour any moment that they share together.

Brady then undone Ste's trousers, revealing the monster in his pants and with Ste still being seated on his stool, he began to suck on his cock. Ste took off the sheriff's hat, through his head back and held on to his hair. He looked down to see Brady bobbing up and down on him franticly; it turned him on so much.

"That…feels…so…good" Ste mumbled

Ste's cock was now deep inside his mouth and the sheriff wanted to taste the boy more than anything. The barman groaned loudly as he came forcefully in to his mouth and the site of the sheriff swallowing his cum was almost too much. Brady wiped the edges of his mouth and found Ste's lips once more.

"Ye taste great Steven. I'm not finished with ye yet, did you wanna take this upstairs?"

He got up from his stool and done up his trousers, he looked flushed and Brady found himself burning with desire for him. He took his hand in his and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Once inside the room they stripped each other of their clothes. Brady couldn't remember the last time he felt so relaxed, happy and at last he was being true to himself, if only behind closed doors. He pulled Ste close to him, it felt amazing feeling his soft skin on his and both men were hard and ready again.

"I knew you'd feel good Steven, I just knew you'd feel this way"

Ste was then thrown on the bed and all the feelings both men had tried to supress had come to the surface and now they were both out of control. Kissing, licking, sucking and fucking over and over again. They hadn't even noticed the crack of dawn rising, still too engrossed with each other. It was the sound of a gunshot that brought the two men back to reality. Brady jumped to his feet and rushed over to the window to see the group of Bandits.

"It's the Chester's they're back…Fuck!"

Please review :) xxx