Author's note: If you don't want to read explicit sexual content in slash context you should better stop reading here.
Some Days Later Somewhere in Louisiana
Due to the season the weather had changed. Reliable sunny days belonged to the past. Two soaked outlaws took shelter at a deserted farm although the daylight would last a few more hours. It was raining heavily and it wasn't likely they would find a better place to rest within a couple of miles.
The house was dusty and the furniture partially broken, but they could light a fire and the roof wasn't too leaky. The stable was dirty and smelly but solid enough to harbor their horses for the night.
The Kid tended the mounts while Heyes lit a fire, poured water from the well and started a pot of coffee as well as a simple stew. They decided to stay at least until the next morning, depending on the weather and made themselves comfortable. It wasn't cozy but it was safe and almost dry. After their meal a bottle of whiskey found its way out of the saddlebags and they settled down for a pleasant evening.
"So, you watched me," Heyes started the conversation casually with a topic he had been curious about since he had heard about it for the first time. He wouldn't admit it, but the thought of the Kid watching him having sex with another man turned him on. "And you kissed me, so I guess you liked what you had seen."
The Kid pursed his lips and nodded.
"You just like to - watch?"
"Jeez, no, Heyes!" Kid Curry's indignant answer conjured an impish smile on Heyes's face.
"So, what do you like?"
"Um, I don't know. I just know my way with women..."
"How you like them?" he tried to tease it out of his partner.
"Depends..."
"Now, that's helpful!" Heyes chuckled. "So, you don't know it and I don't know it, either." He addressed the blond with a scrutinizing glance.
"That's a problem?"
"Nope - a challenge. I like challenges," Heyes declared with sparkling eyes. He rose and strode casually towards his friend. "We have to find out!"
"Now!?" Jed Curry retorted with a hint of doubt in his voice.
"You have other plans for the evening?" Heyes ran fingers through his hair and the Kid wondered why he never noticed before what an exciting gesture it actually was. He wanted to follow his example, digging deep into the thick silky strands and pulling his head down to savor the taste of these tempting lips.
"Well ... no," the Kid confessed taken aback.
"And we have to get warm somehow. If that doesn't beat two birds with one stone." Heyes smiled lasciviously. "There are so many ways to please one another. We can try a few."
He extended his hands, took Jed's and dragged him up on his feet.
"A few?"
"Of course, you don't want only to see me, I suppose you want to feel me. You can feel my hands of course. I know you know at least one way of using your hands." He flashed a cheeky smile to Jed who blushed.
"Hey Jed, no reason to be ashamed - everybody does it." Heyes winked. "Just don't think it's comparable to the pleasure it can bring, being touched by someone else..."
"C'mon, Heyes, I know how the story goes. It's not like I have no experience at all," Jed complained. "What makes it that different?"
"Me, of course." Heyes beamed his partner a full dimpled smile. "Trust me, it is different."
Curry raised his brow and looked a bit contrite. Heyes stopped talking and frowned. Suddenly serious again he glanced at his partner.
"Jed, " he started but trailed off.
"What?" The Kid narrowed his eyes.
Heyes shook his head and tried again. "Jed, have you changed your mind? I see you're uneasy. Do you regret..." he cut off again, his eyes wide and questioning.
"C'mon, Heyes," Jed's fingers run through Heyes's dark hair and his warm voice embraced him, "What's wrong with you? Usually, your ego is about the size of Montana. Don't you know you're always safe when you're with me?"
Heyes relaxed and the light returned to his eyes, so Jed continued.
"I'm uneasy. Maybe. It's unfamiliar for me to be with you together this way," Jed confessed. "But I want you – all of you! Guess, I have to get used to it first."
He leaned forward and brushed a gentle kiss on Heyes's lips. "You were with me when I came the first time. The first time I had a whore, you paid her for me. And when I first lost my heart you endured my company. We had a lot of first times together. This will be just another one..."
He tasted the inviting lips again and this time Heyes responded, soft and slow. Slender fingers reached up and ran gently though Jed's blond curls.
"Have I ever said how much I adore your lips?" Jed murmured softly.
"No, you haven't. And I'm sure you don't know just what's really adorable about me. Maybe I'll have to introduce you," Heyes retorted.
They shared a chuckle and exchanged a warm glance before Heyes drew back slightly.
Slowly he started to unbutton Jed's shirt. Lazy fingers caressed every new inch of uncovered bronzed skin and sent blissful shivers through Jed's whole body. When he undid the last one, Heyes slipped his hands underneath the shirt, moving them gently upwards over chest and shoulders and striped it off, his sparkling eyes locked with amazed blue ones.
He planted a gentle kiss on the Kid's lips and began a trace of kisses down his throat over the collar bone down to his chest.
Softly he licked over one of Kid's nipples to send another shiver through his body. Now, the silver tongue started circling slowly around it while Heyes's fingers stroked and softly teased the other one. A low groan left the Kid's throat and his pants became tight.
He sensed a smile forming against his bare chest before Heyes straightened up again. Casually the brunet opened the Kid's pants and freed his bulging organ. Then he drew back a few steps.
"No, Heyes...don't stop..." Jed murmured, his voice already filled with desire.
Slowly Heyes shook his head, caressing the Kid with his dark brown lustful eyes. His agile fingers stripped off his own clothing in a few sensual movement before he moved closer again.
Bare skin met bare skin when Heyes returned for a long-lasting passionate kiss, pushing his hips against the Kid's. Feeling Heyes's privates throbbing close to his own drove the Kid literally mad but yet it was just the beginning.
Heyes's hands gently wandered from the Kid's shoulders along his spine down to his hips. Slender fingers slipped inside the pants and covered his cheeks, slowly pushing down his clothes. Softly the fingers ran down the crack and pulled the Kid closer against Heyes's hips.
Slowly Heyes's skillful hands seduced and caressed him supported by lingering kisses and erotic nips. Kneeling down he stripped off the pants completely. His nimble fingers explored every part of the newly exposed body. Especially he took care of each and every scar that marked the bronzed skin.
Kid Curry savored every moment, his muscular body stirred under Heyes's strong and tender hands. He was astonished by the intensity of sheer pleasure the touches brought to him.
Heyes rose and kissed him again, lingering and slow. He fisted Jed's shaft and pushed from the top down while his tongue slipped into Jed's mouth. Pushing and slipping became a rhythm.
The Kid tried to access Heyes's mouth but his own tongue was denied entry. His blood ran wild, he clasped Heyes's shoulders, his back, he felt himself coming and when he shot into the strong grip of the fist, Heyes eventually surrendered, opened his mouth and welcomed the Kid's possession of it. Groaning, breathless and with swollen lips they finally drew back.
"Heyes, you're amazing. Your tongue is silver even if you don't speak."
"You know nothing about my silver tongue yet, but you will. Soon." He smiled at him and gave him a while to catch his breath again.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing!" he confirmed, leaving his mouth slightly open. Heyes noticed the Kid's hypnotized stare at his lips and smiled. His eyes began to glow.
"Yeah, you saw it and you'll feel it - lips and tongue and teeth," he told him. "I'll show you how it feels ..."
He moistened his lips and involuntarily a low moan left the Kid's throat.
"Heyes, you just finished me," Jed objected half-heartedly.
"Aw, Jed. That was nothing, just a little warmup. You said, you wanted me the way you saw me that night; sated by a stranger, with your name on my lips," the velvet voice seduced him while gentle hands wandered down Kid's body, stroking along his sides, his hips, his groin. Unbelievably, Jed's best part stirred again. Heyes smiled knowingly and caressed his partner's face with fiery eyes. He moved closer until their solid bodies touched full length, shut his eyes and kissed Jed long and slowly.
"You better enjoy it," Heyes murmured at Jed's lips, "you might never get another chance. If you want to see me again, like you saw me once before then you know the part you have to play in that game...When this dish is served again, I won't be the one on his knees, Jed."
Heyes slid slowly down along Jed's body placing kisses along his middle line until he ended on his knees. He bent his head to lick over the tip of Jed's pulsing organ. He glanced up with wicked dark eyes before he sent a soft breath over the wet tip, flushing the last reasonable thought out of his partner's mind.
Then Heyes covered him with his lips. The silver tongue started a slow and caressing dance and eventually the Kid couldn't help himself from thrusting deep into Heyes's mouth.
He sensed the tension of Heyes's hot lips while they covered him, squeezing, sucking, supported by the subtle hands. Jed dug his fingers into Heyes's silky hair, playing with the thick strands and grasping them harder mirroring the pace set by Heyes's mind-crushing caresses.
Jed felt another release and tried to withdraw, but Heyes clasped his cheeks and pulled him even closer. He increased his efforts and Jed's world exploded...
Heyes swallowed hard before he finally allowed Jed to completely draw back. Dark brown eyes looked up with a warm glance while the silver tongue licked the moisture off his lips.
Jed's knees went weak and his heart seemed to burst inside his chest.
He had been with a lot of women before and savored the whole variety; young and mature, experienced and not, ladies and prostitutes. He was proud of his abilities to please them and enjoyed what he received in return. But nothing compared to the experience his partner had given him tonight. He couldn't explain whether the reason was his gender or the strong connection between them. Maybe it was just the taste of the forbidden fruit. Maybe it was just because it was him.
"You...did it. Jeez, you..." The words came out breathlessly for he was still panting.
"So, what? It was just you." Heyes asked while he got back on his feet.
Jed covered the back of Heyes's head and pulled him close for a fiery kiss. His tongue slipped inside the hot mouth that tasted a bit salty now. It curled and danced inside while his fingers caressed the neck and the shock of dark brown hair. Heyes molded against his chest and moaned pleasurably. His lips responded and together their tongues invented a new kind of dance.
When Jed finally let him go, the dark eyes sparkled and didn't want to leave Jed's face.
"Damn Kid, forget about your fast draw. Your lips deserve a reputation of their own." Heyes retreated and closed his eyes for a moment.
With another quiet smile and shiny eyes, he stepped back and headed towards the dresser. He took a small can casually out of his saddlebags and placed it on its surface before he poured himself a ladle of water from the bucket nearby.
"Who says they don't have? You just might not move in the right circles to know that," Jed asserted cheekily while he followed every movement of his friend with wistful eyes. "Time to call it a night, huh?"
Heyes turned around, leaned against the furniture and took a nip. Leisurely he flushed his mouth before he finally swallowed.
Unashamed he held Jed's gaze. The signs of the destructive path he had followed were not totally gone. He needed to gain the weight he had lost but nevertheless, Jed's eyes met a composition of strength and beauty.
The Kid couldn't take his eyes off him; the sleek body nonchalantly draped against the edge, the thick hair tousled by Jed's own hands, dark brown eyes taking him in, like he was a rare and precious work of art. And the lips, god, those marvelous lips that already shimmered wet again. He would never get enough of them.
"Come on, Jed. What's wrong? You're tired already?" the challenge to his virility was made softly and seductively, sending another rush through Jed's veins.
"Tired? Come on, Heyes, you drank me dry," he confessed. But against his protest he felt the heat rising again when Heyes took another swig without breaking the eye contact. Heyes shifted slightly when he swallowed, exposing his throat and the bopping Adam's apple. A small rivulet of water trickled over his chin and throat down his chest, leaving a glittering path on the light skin.
Jeez, what did this man do to him? He had seen a lot of people drink before and none of them had taken his breath away. His whole stance was alluring, challenging. Jed's eyes wandered down the wiry body and savored the picture of light skin and dark hair.
"Well, then it's time to return the favor. Let me show you another more delicate way to please you." Casually Heyes put down the ladle and returned to his friend. Gently he ran his hands down the sides of the tanned muscular body, covered Jed's rear and pulled him close. Heyes cocked his head to kiss him again. Strong but tender hands massaged Jed while Heyes's shaft rubbed against his stirring privates.
Letting go of his lips, Heyes stepped behind him, sliding his fingers around Jed's waist while moving. He nestled his chest and head against Jed's spine, pulled the hips closer to him and rested his manhood between Jed's cheeks. Soft lips caressed Jed's neck and shoulders while Heyes moved his body slightly, rubbing himself along Jed's back and sliding his hands lower to tend to his manhood.
Jed cocked his head and groaned. "Heyes, you're gonna kill me..."
"Stop whining, Jed. Your stamina is legendary!" Heyes murmured close to his ear, passing casually over his objection.
Jed couldn't help but moan, losing himself in the touches of his friend. His best part was hard like stone again. Heyes knew his body so damn well, finding sweet points that no one had ever discovered.
One of Heyes's hands slid back around his hip and cheek into the crack. Gently the fingers explored and massaged it, slipped lower and between his thighs. Jed spread his legs slightly and groaned again.
"Just relax. Trust me," Heyes whispered against his spine, sending flashes of desire throughout his body. "Bend over for me, will you?"
"No, Heyes. Hold it. I can't ..." Jed murmured.
"I know you can. I'll show you how it feels. And you'll love it. You will beg me for more," the seducing voice whispered but Heyes's hands left him.
Jed turned around and glanced at his partner, his deep blue eyes filled with burning desire.
"No, Heyes, not me. Not this time," he replied. He placed his hands gently on Heyes's hips and caressed his side slowly with his thumbs. His eyes were trained on Heyes's face.
"I want to take you and I want to see you, Heyes - all of you; see your body and your face when ecstasy overcomes you and makes you cry out my name!" Jed murmured fervently.
Heyes studied his friend's face and leaned into his touch. "Seems like you finally found, what you'd like."
"C'mon, Heyes. I've had enough women to know how it's done!" he said while his hands intensified their attempts.
Heyes moaned with pleasure. "You want to serve me a dish you don't like yourself. Have you ever had a dove's back?"
"Jeez Heyes, I probably had them every possible way. You discover interesting experiences, when you ask her what she likes best. I just never had the experience myself!"
"You don't know what you're asking." Heyes paused and savored Jed's touch. He dipped his head back and took in a deep breath. "It's different and it's delicate. In various ways. On the receiving end you have no control, you're vulnerable and it can be painful. Mighty painful."
"Let me surprise you." Blue eyes begged him with ardent longing. Heyes heaved a sigh and gave in. It was a leap of faith, but truth be told, his body had craved this pleasure for far too long and he'd never expected it would come true one day.
"It's a matter of trust, Jed, and I trust you. I entrust my life to you. Seems I'll have to entrust my ass to you, too." Heyes told him and draped himself atop the tattered mattress.
Jed's heartbeat increased when he took in the view: Heyes on his back right in front of him - outspread, exposed, beautiful – offering himself to him. It was the most erotic sight he ever had enjoyed.
"You like what you see?" his partner murmured softly.
"Heyes," Jed moaned and hesitated just a moment before he leaned over. Their stirring privates met when he reached his hand out and touched Heyes's face gently. Tenderly he stroked his thumb over his partner's cheekbone while his fingers caressed Heyes's neck. Slowly he slipped his hand along the fragile neck down to his chest.
"More than anything else," he whispered hoarsely.
Jed lowered his head and pleasured one of Heyes's nipples with his lips while he tended the other with his fingers; softly, gently, seductively. He felt a deep breath leaving the chest underneath him. He had pleasured a lot of women before and in some ways their bodies responded the same way.
He stroked his right hand along Heyes leg, starting at the ankle, sliding up to his knee and along the inner side of his thigh. He slipped his hand between them and caressed Heyes's crotch until he felt the body responding to him; he breathing heavily when Heyes pushed his hips against the firm hand.
Jed moved his head southwards, tracing a path with his tongue down the middle line. Heyes inhaled sharply while shivers ran through his body. Jed straightened up and reached out for the can, taking a good amount of its content. Pleasurably he greased his own upright shaft as well as Heyes's glory hole. He watched the changing expression on his friend's face. Heyes's eyes were closed now, his lips slightly open and the tip of his tongue peeked out.
Gently, caressing, seducing Jed tended him, entered him with one finger after another, pleasing and widening him. He was surprised how soft and tender it felt. Heyes's closed eyes flickered and his lips moved silently. His face showing pleasure, Heyes's manhood responded by darting against Kid's belly.
He massaged Heyes's hips and groin with his free hand, the slender body squirming under his touches. The sight of the white flesh responding to him dried Jed's mouth and wetted the tip of his own shaft. He slipped his fingers out, aimed and entered Heyes with a slow probing motion.
Delicious heat covered him and he let out a deep groan. Jeez, his partner was tight, so tight! Fitting him, just like if they had been made as a pair, a dream come true. Mind-blowing lust called for satisfaction and set his world on fire. He couldn't help but take him. He clasped his partner's hips and pushed hard.
Heyes gasped and his world went dark for a moment, panic flashed in his eyes. He flinched and his hips bucked before he gradually relaxed again.
"Damn, Jed! I'm not one of your worn-out whores. Don't slam into me like that! At least not that fast. At least not tonight..." he trailed off.
"Heyes, I'm fucking you. Don't argue with me!" Jed grumbled but drew back.
"You'd never slam into a virgin like that!"
"Heyes, you are no virgin!" Jed objected.
"Maybe I'm not, but maybe I am," he complained with a hint of hurt in his eyes, before he changed the topic. "However, you have dealt with them, right?"
Jed nodded.
Heyes moistened his lips and his glance softened again. "Believe me or don't, just treat me like one of them. Teach me your art of loving tonight..."
Jed hovered above him, bent his head and shut him up with a lingering kiss.
"Trust me," he murmured close to Heyes's lips. "Maybe it will hurt at first, but I'll lead you to heaven."
Heyes tried to complain, but Jed overwhelmed his mouth again with a long and seductive kiss until the silver tongue eventually silenced.
Heyes just let out a series of low moans and groans while he squirmed underneath Jed's muscular body. His breath deepened, his heart raced and his penis was hard as stone and seeped pre-cum over their bellies. Jed brought him close to his peak and made him burn for him like a torch in the night. He fisted Heyes's shaft and pushed his own slowly and steadily into him at the same time.
"God bless! JED!" Heyes arched his spine and cried out in his ecstasy. "Yes! YES!" Heyes tore his eyes open and held his breath when he was taken.
"You're mine, Heyes! Mine!" Jed murmured deep and low. "You'll never want anyone else again."
Slowly but firmly he pushed deeper, exploring the foreign body, discovering every sweet point, until he finally hit home. Heyes gasped and clenched his hands into the mattress, accompanied by a deep groan. He tilted his head back, panting for air, offering his throat. Jed brushed his lips along it, licking with the tip of his tongue along the path, both of them out of breath now.
Pleasurably he thrust into Heyes, massaged him, pushing and pulling back agonizingly slow, making Heyes a stammering bunch of squirming flesh, begging and yearning for more.
The act was long and passionate, probing and enjoyable. Heyes gave himself completely up to him, responding to every desire that Jed's strong body prompted. As a reward Jed brought him to the peak again and held him there - a moment stretched out to the length of a lifetime. Heyes melted in his arms and drowned in his mouth. Whatever had happened in the past, he felt no regret when it led to this one single moment.
Eventually Jed increased his pace and the intensity of his strokes. His strong hands clamped Heyes's hips, leaving him unable to move. The silver tongue had finally shut up and only a series of disjointed vocals beaded off the awesome lips. Their bodies clenched, Heyes enclosed him even tighter, Jed grabbed him hard pulled him closer, fisted his penis again and yet the climax hit them, shuddered them when Jed exploded into Heyes who shot hard into Jed's fist. Heyes threw his head back, and yelled out Jed's name in ecstasy, his face beaming brighter than the sun.
Exhausted they collapsed, ending up in a tangle of limbs and bodies covered with sweat, their hearts almost exploding.
Panting heavily Jed loosened his grip. He gradually pulled back and propped himself up. His misty blue eyes shone with affection and satisfaction.
He looked down on Heyes's face. It shone of rapture and joy and was of such painful alluring beauty that it could have made devils laugh and angels cry.
Heyes grasped Jed's neck and pulled him down again until their hearts beat close to each other, sharing the same rhythm. His fingers played with the golden curls that rested at his shoulder. "Darn Jed, every rumor about your abilities is true. As your partner I should have known that."
"You might be my partner and a leader out there, but when it comes to be my lover, I am in charge," Kid Curry declared severely and propped himself up again. "You're mine! And I won't share! Have your fun with all the fillies you want but never again let another man touch your body or I'll tear the heart from his chest and have it for breakfast!"
Heyes listened him in amazement, his eyes wide and dark and the longer he listened the brighter the flames burned inside them. In the end he opened his lips to reply but Jed shut him up with a lingering possessive kiss, challenging him to start their lovemaking all over again.
Jed was an artist indeed, masterly knowing his craft as well as his tools. He showed Heyes ways to please him he'd savor for weeks in his dreams again. Heyes was his canvas, his muse and his inspiration, a precious work of art and an artist of his own. Together they led each other to peaks of joy and ecstasy they'd never even dreamed of. They matched perfectly, one made to complete the other. Not two bodies but one, finally combined, they fulfilled the needs of each other.
Jed dominated the strong outlaw leader, reduced him to wax under his hands. He pushed him over the top and let him fall into his mercy just to catch him safe and secure. The joy Heyes's unconditional trust and devotion gave him, matched the delight of their combined bodies. Then the tide turned and Heyes became demanding and passionate, taking over the lead and calling for almost all Jed had to offer.
It became a night of countless pleasures for both of them.
-o-o-o-
The new day found them spent in their shared bed. When Heyes woke up he lay on his belly beneath his friend. He was sore and 160 pounds of Curry was pinning him down. It felt uncomfortable and took his breath away, but - well, it took his breath away! He wanted never to wake up any other way again. He tried to shift into a more comfortable position to rest a little longer covered by his Jed-shaped blanket but he wasn't able to move.
Quietly he sighed.
One couldn't have everything.
-o-o-o-
Jed sprawled atop the sleeping Heyes, his cheek rested between his shoulder blades. The lean body shifted slightly underneath him. It wasn't as soft and curvaceous as a woman's, instead it was sinuous and strong, covered with velvet skin and felt delicious and desirable under his own body. The little motion sent blissful waves throughout his body.
Heyes was exactly how he liked him the most: the wiry body naked within his arms, resting safe and sound, exhausted but ready to envelop him again whenever he wanted him. And he wanted him - always. Their bodies were now connected as close as their souls were. What they shared was worth everything that they endured in the past – and more – so much more.
Jed gave him some room to turn, watching the delicate motions of his shoulders and neck. He dipped his head down and brushed his mouth softly over Heyes's lips. Responding to his touch, he melted closer against Jed's body and opened his lips slightly. Every little movement of Heyes's body stirred Jed's desire again.
This dark-haired lad was everything he had ever dreamed of: sweet and fierce, tough and tender, devoted and demanding and secretly as sensual as himself.
A smug smile showed up on Jed's face. Pleasurably he recalled the delights of the last night and enjoyed them once again in his mind. He looked forward to a promising future.
A thunderstorm had shaken their partnership but not destroyed it. Instead their bond was stronger than ever before.
They were partners but also so much more – partners in every way...
