The Outlaw's of the South

Chapter Two

Smut Warning. DO Not Report ME!

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"Damn, my ass is sore." Skiler says, as he dismounts from his horse.
They had been riding long and hard for some time. The men were exhausted and the horses were lathered with sweat. They had come across a stream and decided to take a break and water the horses.
"Ya sure you haven;t already fucked me?" Ski laughs, as he rubs his ass.
"When I do, you'll know." Rebel says with a smirk, as he walks part his lover leading his horse to the stream.
"Kharlos?" Ski calls out to the scout, as he follows Rebel to the stream. "Once your horse has cooled off a bit, I need you to double back to see if we're being followed."
"You got it." Kharlos nods.

Ski wades out into the stream. The water was cool and clear. He cups his hands and takes a drink. The cool water soothing his dry throat. Taking off his hat, he dips it into the stream filling it with water and pouring it on his head.
"Were you actually getting nervous back there?" Rebel asks, as he kneels down beside Ski and washes his face.
"Nah, I have faith in you guys." Ski smiles, as he brushes his wet hair back and replaces his hat. "I knew you'd be there."
"I don't know." Abigor chuckles, shaking his head as he walks up to where the lovers were kneeling. "You looked pretty nervous to me."
"Me too." Rebel laughs.
"Y'all are nuts." Ski chuckles, as he takes another drink before washing his face. He unties the black bandana from around his neck and soaks it in the cool water.
"Whatever you say." Rebel smiles, as he takes the wet bandana from Ski and lovingly begins to wash his lover's neck and chest.
"Okay, why don't I go see what Adan and Jace are up to." Abigor laughs, taking that as a sign that it was time to leave the two alone.
"You guys can look around for a safe place to sleep. If Kharlos comes back and says the coast is clear, we'll probably camp here for the night." Ski says, his eyes never leaving the eyes of his lover as Rebel begins to slowly unbutton Ski's shirt.
"Sound's good." Abigor saays, before walking away.
Rebel stands up grasping the front of Ski's shirt pulling him up wuth him. Their lips connect in a heated kiss as Rebel fonoshes unbuttoning his lover's shirt. He walks Ski backwards while his hands roam over his lover's chest.
Skiler soon finds himself being pushed back, roughly, againt a boulder on the edge of the creek. Rebel presses his body against him as he attacks the outlaw's neck.
"Easy there, Sweet Thang. This rock is rough." Skiler gorans.
"Not half as rough as I'm going to be." Rebel whispers near his ear.
"Oooo, I love it when you talk dirty." Skielr chuckles. "But seriously, uh, this rock hurts just a bit."
Without saying a word, Rebel walks away leaving Skiler with a disappointed look on his face. Did he just screw up? Should he had just endured the pain of the rock cutting into his back?
He watches Rebel as he walks over to his horse, Sundance. He takes the bedroll form behind the saddle and smiles over his shoulder at the blonde.
Rebel spreads the bedroll out on the ground and then motions for his lover.
As Skiler walks over, Rebel grabs the waistband of his jeans. He roughly begins to unfasten Skiler's jeans with a mischevious smile on his lips.
"Is this better?" Rebel whispers.
"Much better." Skiler smiles. He suddenly finds his jeans being yanked down along with his underwear. "Did you miss me?" He adds with a chuckle.
"You'll see." Rebel says, with a smile as he bites his bottom lip. "Finish undressing.
Skiler sits donw on the blanket and starts to remove his boots as Rebel quickly undresse. After all the clothes have been removed, Rebel kneels down in front of his lover.
"I love you so much, Skiler Wolf. I have since the day I first laid eyes on you." Rebel says, ebfore kissing Skiler softly, pushing him abck onto the blanket.
Ski moans into the kiss, wrappng his arms around the blonde pulling him closer. Rebel leaves soft kisses along Ski's jawline as he works his way to his neck.
"Did you miss me?" Rebel whispers, as he nibbles on the outlaw's earlobe.
"Definitely." Skiler breathes, as Rebel's warm breathe sent chills down his spine. His hands slide down Rebel's back until they are resting on the cheeks of his ass. "Shit." He groans, as Rebel grinds against him, causing him to buck his hips to meet his lover's movement.
Rebel wasted no time in spreading the blonde's legs. It had been a few days since their last time together. Rebel's want and need for this man were overpowering. He slides his finger into Ski's mouth. Ski sucks on it as if it was his cock, coating it with spit.
Rebel smiles as he watches. His dick throbbed harder with every lick on his finger. Withdrawing his finger from Ski's mouth, he lowers his hand to Ski's entrance where he circled it before sliding his finger inside.
"Ho-ly shit." Skiler moans, as he grabs Rebel's biceps.
"This is just the start of it." Rebel smiles, as he begins to thrust his finger in and out. Soon adding another and then another. "I told you that I was going to fuck you raw. And I am."
"Do it. Make me raw, baby." Skiler growls.
Rebel gets up on his knees as he lifts one of Ski's legs over his shoulder lifting the outlaw's hips off the ground, he takes his rock-hard dick in his hands and places it at Ski's entrance. Without hesitation, he rams it in.
"AHHHHH!" Skiler screams out, as he digs his fingers deeper into Rebel's arms. "SON OF A BITCH!"

"Was that Ski?" Adan asks, as he jumps up from their possible campsite.
"Uh, yeah, but I think he's fine." Abigor chuckles, as he reaches up and pulls Adan back down to where he had been sitting.

Rebel showed no mercy as he rammed into his lover as hard as he could.
"OH, MY GOD! REBEEELLLLLL!" Skiler screams, grabbing his head as he arches his abck. Pre-cum was leaking out of his dick onto his stomach.
Rebel reaches down and take Ski's dick into his hand and pumps it aggressively.
"LET ME SEE IT! CUM!" Rebel shouts, as he continues his hard thrusts.
"UGHH!" Skiler grunts loudly, as he arches his back again. Streams of hot, creamy cum shoot out onto his stomach.
"God, that's beautiful." Rebel whispers with a smile.
Rebel wasn't lying when he said that he was going to fuck Ski raw. Ski was beginning to wonder if Rebel had been saving his energy for this moment.
Rebel slams into his lover one final time. His body tensing up with his release. Ski watches as the muscles of Rebel's body tenses. The sight was absolutely beautiful.
Rebel slides Ski's leg from his shoulder and falls exhausted onto his lover. Ski closes his eyes as he wraps his arms around the black-haired man. Both remained quiet as they tried to catch their breath.
"Uh, Ski?" Kharlos speaks, breaking the silence.
Skielr slowly opens his eyes and looks around at the red-faced scout, still seated on his horse, Ghost.
"Coast is clear." Kharlos says, as he looks away.
"Great." Skiler mananges to say, with a hoarse voice. "Go find the other\rs and tell them."
"Did he just see my ass?" Rebel chuckles, with his face buried in Skiler's neck.
"Probably wasn't all he saw. Your dick is still up my ass." Skiler smiles.

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