Two Outlaws, One Bounty

Part 8 - Train Ride

SECTION 1/2 - PART 8

They had only just got on the train, and Ethan could feel himself getting hard. He knows he needs to control himself. Especially since they're in public. Paytah leans his head onto Ethan's, grabbing hold of his hand. He sighs softly, getting ready to take a nap. The train ride would be a few hours long. Ethan sighs softly and whispers into Paytah's ear.

"I'm hard again..."

Paytah sighs heavily upon hearing that.

"Control yourself then... I'm not doing such things in public..."

There were only two other people on their train cart, both were asleep at the front. Ethan squirms in the seat. Trying his best to hide the outline in his pants. Gripping onto Paytah's hand tightly. He waits for him to fall asleep... Which he does...

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⚠️NSFW WARNING!⚠️🔞MINORS DO NOT ENTER🔞

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Ethan knew he shouldn't do it. But, his sexual urges were too high. He needs to learn self control, but it's hard when you are Hypersexual. Taking Paytah's hand, he places it on his bulge. It doesn't wake him... Squirming in the seat, he rubs his hard bulge against his hand. Making sure not to move too much as to not wake him. Panting softly, he covers his mouth with a hand. His pants are tightening. The friction of his cock against his pants, along with Paytah's hand, is causing him to lose himself. He rubs up against his hand, edging himself over and over again. Wanting to not make a mess, but wanting the sweet release. Eventually, Paytah wakes to the shuffling... Annoyed by his nap being disturbed, he grabs Ethan through his pants.

"I told you no... You don't listen..."

Ethan sighs softly. Leaning his head onto his shoulder. A soft pout on his lips.

"But it was really hard, darlin'... I couldn't control it..."

Sighing heavily, Paytah kisses his cheek, laying his head on top of his.

"I know, wanáȟča... But please, be more careful next time... Especially when we are in public..."

Ethan nods and closes his eyes.

"Alright... But don't blue ball me every time..."

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Napping peacefully with each other on the train. Paytah is the first to wake up, when the train stops in Rhodes. He looks out the window at the town. He's never seen anywhere that wasn't in New Hanover or Ambarino... He's always dreamed of traveling. Wanting to see the world, and explore different cultures. The farthest he's been is wherever Ethan is. Ethan awakes shortly after him, and he looks out the window at Rhodes.

"I've never seen Rhodes here... Only heard about it..."

Ethan says with a sleepy voice. He looks up at Paytah, kissing his cheek softly.

"I haven't either... I've only seen places you've shown me..."

Ethan sighs softly, resting his head on his shoulder.

"Well, we're at Rhodes, so it won't be too long before we're at Saint Denis..."

Paytah smiles and kisses the top of his head. Wrapping an arm around him. Ethan holds onto Paytah, not wanting to let my go of him. He closes his eyes, wanting to rest a little more before they arrive.

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SECTION 2/2 - PART 8 (Flashback)

Running through the woods, Atohi was searching with all of his might. He knew if he found him that the would be rewarded. He looked in bushes, on trees, in ponds and rivers, not missing anywhere. He finds him sitting next to the river, his feet hanging into it. Sitting down next to him, Atohi kisses his cheek.

"Found you... You know... What that means..."

Paytah sighs heavily, kissing his cheek back in return.

"I know... You get... My body..."

Atohi, wraps an arm around Paytah. Kissing his neck teasingly.

"I can't wait..."

The sound of the river is peaceful. The warmth of his lover nice and cozy. Atohi leans down to whisper in Paytah's ear.

"Does anyone know...?"

Paytah shakes his head softly.

"As well... as worms... Know the sun..."

He smiles softly, grabbing him by the chin, he kisses him passionately. His breath quickening. The tribe always says that Queers are evil, and anyone who is one should be burning alive. But the love the two boys feel for each other is intense. They've been together for months now, and they're pretty good at hiding their relationship. Standing up, he helps Paytah up on his feet.

"Let... us... go back..."

Walking through the woods, they hold hands. They pause upon hearing the sound of nearby talking. Crouching down and hiding in a bush, they sneak up closer to the chatting. Peaking from the bushes, they see it's nearby camp. Narrowing his eyes, Paytah takes the bow off his back. Aiming towards one of the men. The men talk loudly. Their skin white, a color the tribe is unfamiliar with.

"I heard that there was a nearby Indian Tribe, maybe we could tell Wofford to round up some men to raid it...!"

The other man scoffs.

"I doubt it...! He'd say it's a waste of time."

The other man walks and picks up a rifle, cleaning it off.

"Hopefully, we will. Damn Indians don't deserve to be here. America is ours now. It's been ours for 100 years..."

Snarling under his breath, Atohi looks at Paytah with daggers in his eyes.

"Shoot them..."

Aiming with the bow, He releases on the first man, the arrow piercing through his skull smoothly. The second man steps back in anger and surprise and aims for the bushes, but before he could shoot, another arrow, penetrates through his skull. It came from a different direction...? Paytah's aunt comes stepping out into the clearing, glaring daggers into them both.

"What did I tell you both about running off like that?! You could've got Atohi killed!? And his mother would never forgive me for letting my disappointment of a newphew go off with him."

Looking down at the ground in sadness, Paytah steps away from Atohi.

"I... am sorry..."

She looks at him and grabs him by the ear. Dragging him away from Atohi back to camp.

"Your mother did not die, for you to be a disrespectful brat! I'm sorry, Atohi. You can go home now."

Paytah cries in pain, reaching for his ear, he tries to pull her away.

"Let me... Go...!"

He grabs her wrist as she drags him back into camp. Throwing him into his t-pee, she snarls loudly.

"You will not be served dinner tonight, Paytah...! You have messed up once again...! Disrespectful piece of horse shit..."

Paytah cries softly in pain, crawling onto his bed, he hides under he blankets. Sobbing in sadness. He wishes he was never born. He wish he could run away... He wishes those Lemoyne Raiders would truly come and slaughter his tribe....

END OF PART 8