Running With An Outlaw

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Clinton pulled his lover close and kissed him softly and then he looked as Trenton came back into the room. "Got ice, some whiskey, and..." he trailed off before pulling a bottle of pills from his bag. "Pain meds." he said and then sat the stuff down and popped the whiskey bottle open.
Clinton rolled his eyes, "Never mind... now I see your dark side, brother." Clinton teased. He leaned down and kissed Samuel again and whispered on his lips, "We should get him drunk. He's really fun drunk." he joked.
"I'm really what?" Trenton asked and he poured glasses for each man.
He laughed quietly after Clint had kissed him again at his statement. "I'm always willing to watch a fun drunk," he laughed quietly before placing a soft kiss on his lover's jaw and accepting the glass of whiskey.
"Need some meds, Aldridge?" Trent asked and handed Clint the ice and Clinton gently placed a thin cloth to Sam's side and then rested the ice bag against that so Sam didn't get frostbite.
"Couldn't hurt, I might be more fun not sore," Samuel joked as he looked down when Clint gently pressed the ice against his side before laying his head on his shoulder. "And please, Sam is fine.."
"You ever play the drinking game?" Clinton asked.
"Not in a long time." Trenton replied and looked to Samuel. "Here." he said and handed him two pills.
"You want to play?" he asked. Clinton shrugged. "I'd rather just drink and then get stupid and love my boyfriend." Clinton said.
Sam mumbled a thanks and took the medication with a sip of the whiskey and smiles at Clint's comment about drinking, getting stupid, and loving him. He liked that idea, but he was more than willing to participate in a drinking game, even if he rarely drank all that much.
"Fair enough. Mind if I stick around for a couple shots?" Trenton asked and he sat in the sofa. "Call me Trent." he said and then smiled some at Sam. "Hopefully the ice and meds help some."
"Alright, Trent," he laughed quietly his side already starting to numb up from the cold, his bare skin protected by the thin cloth. "Thank you, by the way."
Clinton kissed Samuel's lips softly and whispered on them, "The more drunk I can get him, the more hilarious he gets."
Samuel turned and met Clint's kiss half way. "Let's get a few down him, then. I'm sure we could both use a laugh," he joked quietly before kissing his chin lovingly and sipping his whiskey slowly to avoid getting the liquid into the cut on his lip.
Clint down his shot and Trent did the same. "Want do see who can drink more and hold it down?" Trenton asked and Clint shrugged. "Sure, bet I'll win though." he said and Trent downed his second shot. "If you need anything else by..." he trailed off as he had to hold down the bad bitterness he got from that shot.... "by the way, just ask." he managed and Clinton laughed.
"You suck, brother." Clinton teased and then kissed Sam's neck and gave it a gentle love bite. "I love you, you know that?"
Samuel downed his shot after the other two had and nodded when Trent told him to ask if he needed anything. A shiver ran down his spine at his gentle bite. "I know, I love you too."
Trenton rolled his eyes. "I don't suck, you suck... di.ck." Trent said and Clinton laughed. "That, that I do." Clinton admitted.
He found himself laughing at the sucking dick comment and held his side in slight pain but even that was numbing up.
"And he does it well," he commented playfully as he watched Trent fill his glass again.
"I prefer a nice wet pu.ssy," Trenton said and downed a third shot, then poured Sam and Clint their thirds. "Trent! You're sick, man!" Clinton laughed. Trent shrugged and laughed some. "Just being honest. I don't mind a fine ass ocassionally though." he said and Clinton rolled his eyes and then moved the ice a bit to another spot for his boyfriend.
"How's it feeling now? Less painful, babe?" Clinton asked and kissed his lover's neck again, knowing his brother didn't care if he got affectionate with his lover.
Sam gave a visible shudder at the thought of sex with a woman, but to each their own. He poured himself another shot and sipped it slowly as Clint moved the ice to another spot.
"I can't tell if it's the cold, the meds, being near you, or the whiskey but it's actually not feeling too bad," he laughed as he turned his neck a little bit so Clint could kiss it better before moving to kiss his jaw in return.
Trenton laughed and then poured Sam a second drink. "So Sam... You got any family?"
"Yeah, but I refuse to talk to my pa anymore. I don't have any brothers or sisters though, my ma couldn't have any more after me," he stated as he threw back his second shot making a slight face at the bitter liquid.
Trenton nodded at Sam's words. "What's wrong with you and your pa? Not like that you're with a man or something?"
He turned back to look at Trent and sighed. "My father's the sheriff back were we used to live, and me and him never really saw eye to eye, but he tried to kill Clint... I kinda punched him off his horse and attacked him..." He explained as he looked down into his glass, swirling the liquid slowly.
"Ah man, that had to be hard to do." Trent said and shook his head. "Sorry you went through that man."
"Its okay, to be honest I really really enjoyed hitting him," he laughed quietly. "He was an asshole."
"Well, a shame I couldn't take a shot for you. Been a while since I kicked a man's ass real good."
"He's still back home if you wanna go kick his ass. I'm still debating doing it myself for what he caused Clinton to go through," he joked as he sipped the whiskey, filling the glass when he got low.
"Also, I'd have no problem paying your pops a little visit myself sometime and give him a piece of my mind for what he did to Clinton, no problem on my end." Trent added.
"What's wrong with being with a woman?" Trenton asked suddenly and Clinton kissed along Sam's neck and then down along his shoulder playfully and lovingly.
"I'm glad I'm helpin'." Clinton whispered and then he got himself another shot and Trenton filled both boys' cups again and his own, starting to feel the buzz himself now. Clinton feeling a little something.
Sam shrugged at the question," I don't know, it just grosses me out to think about it." He smiled, face flushing lightly at his lover's kisses. He was definitely feeling something from the alcohol because he had never been a big drinker and he leaned lightly against his boyfriend and looked at Trent.
He took a slightly larger drink of the whiskey, feeling the now mostly numbed burning down his throat and coughing a little bit into his hand.
"Mmm, but a man's a.ss don't?" Trenton asked, obviously curious about this. Clinton kissed more along his lover's skin.
"Trent, drop it, okay?" he said and Trent sighed and took another shot, quite drunken now. Clinton moved the ice again a bit for his boyfriend and then got another shot down himself, on his fifth now. His brother and him were neck and neck.
Sam shook his head at the question and hummed happily at his boyfriend's kisses, before lifting the man's chin and kissing his lips with a smile. He was silently keeping track of who drank more, though he secretly hoped that Clint didn't end up, blacked out drunk.
"You ever think about having like a thr.eesome thing?" Trenton asked and Clinton choked on his liquor some at the question.
Clinton was starting to get pretty close to his max now that he had downed seven and Trent was on his eighth and was quite slurred in speech.
Sam choked on his own whiskey as well, eyes watering slightly at the burning that came with it almost coming out if his nose. "I... I don't know... I'm don't want to make anyone uncomfortable and I'm not too sure if Clinton would be willin' to share," he answered teasingly, his own words slurring slightly because he wasn't used to drinking so much and wasn't even able to tell how much he had even drank; his normal inhibitions tapering away as he sipped on the dark liquid. The truth was he wasn't sure how HE would feel about being shared between the two brothers, one of whom he loved completely and the other he barely knew.
Clinton's hand slid slowly up along Sam's chest and he turned Sam's head and began to kiss his lips softly and slowly and passionately.
His mind was turned off track when his lovers hand started to move up his chest and his face was turned to kiss Clint. He kissed him back with just as much passion, blindly setting down his glass on the tablet before wrapping his arms loosely around his boyfriend's neck and his hands tangled lightly in his long brown hair.
"Depends on how drunk I am I suppose on who I'd share you with, if anyone." Clinton replied in a slurred tone himself and his lips got more passionate on Samuel's, loving that his boyfriend was tangling his fingers into his hair.
"Well, I can enjoy a fine a.ss every once in while, like I said, but depends when you boys are healed up enough and if you're interested in trying something like that." Trent said and then he downed his ninth before stopping, knowing that was his limit as his vision was starting to change quite a bit and he felt buzzed.
He couldn't help but grin as the two boys were making out, he knew Clinton was happy and that made him happy.
"Mmm, Samuel... You g-get ho.rny when you're drunk. I like it..." Clinton purred quietly.
"The same would be for me, too," he whispered against his lips. Before continuing the passionate kiss, pressing against him slightly, ignoring the fact that Trent was just sitting on the couch drunk and watching them. He turned lightly to answer Trent but just ended up shrugged lightly before continuing to make out with his lover. He smiled as he pulled away slightly at Clinton's statement.
"I'm always hor.ny around you. I just do a good job of hiding it," he laughed before kissing along his jaw and down his neck seductively.
"What would you say to teaching my brother how good it feels to be fucked by a man?" Clinton whispered in Samuel's ear,wondering what his lover's reply would be as he leaned over Sam and kissed him more passionately now, his hand sliding down to mess with Samuel's belt as he pressed himself carefully against his drunken boyfriend.
Trenton leaned his head back in the sofa and closed his eyes, trying to get the buzz away some in his head.
The dark haired male thought on the question for a moment and leaned forward to kiss him below his.
"Sounds like fun, promise you won't get jealous?" He asked as he kissed down his neck again slowly before his mouth was recaptured by Clint's. He kissed him back with just as much enthusiasm as before and his hands worked to carefully unbuttoned his lover's shirt blindly. He liked it when Clint pressed against him, and moved a little so that he could get at his belt slightly better.
"As long as I get your love later on, I'll be just fine. Think you'd be up to working a virgin into getting fuc.ked? I think its only suiting its your turn to take a virginity of a man, don't you think?" Clinton asked and Dean his hand down Sam's arm, whispering, "Trent's never been fuck.ed by a man. Never been with a man. Most ass he's gotten was a woman's. What do you say about taking his virginity?" he purred into Samuels ear, his hand slipping into Sam's briefs and stroking his cock slowly.
"You can have as much of my love as you want," he smiled as he kissed him again before thinking on his question about taking his brother's virginity. "I think I'd be up to it, I'd just do what you did for me my first time I think," he said before moaning quietly as he began to stroke his cock, his member jumping to attention at his touch.
"You don't have to. Just figured maybe you'd like a try yourself. I think Trent's always wanted to try it, he's just scared." Clinton said and then he grinned as Samuels member twitched from his touch. "I think someone missed my hand..." he purred and then began to slowly kiss down Sam's body.
"Everyone is scare to admit if they want something that is what everyone says is wrong," he shrugged before smiling at his purr. "I can say for certain that someone has," he teased as he kissed down his body.
"I think its more that he's scared of the pain more than anything else. My brother ain't much to care what others think. I just don't think he's ever found a man he trusted enough to have his first time with, but I never really asked his reasoning for not trying it."
Trenton groaned and quickly was passed out. Clinton knew in the morning Samuel could probably convince Trent to try it out and he knew Samuel was patient and kind enough to go slow on Trent like he did for Sam.
"I want to f.uck you, baby... love you so bad, but I don't want to hurt you..." Clinton whispered.
"I want you to, too," he purred in his ear quietly before kissing his neck. "We'll be careful of one another how about that? I don't want to hurt you either, but I'll be okay. I'm tougher than I look," he added with a smirk before kissing him on the lips again with muted passion.
"Oh baby, I have no doubt you're a tough man. Most men sobbed when I took their virginity, you barely flinched at the pain. You're a badass, and I love ya for it." he said and then pushed down Sam's pants slowly.
"Gettin' kicked, bit, and thrown by horses all your life tends to make you a bit used feelin' pain," he replied casually as Clint pushed down his pants. The dark haired male gave a soft laugh at his question.
"How's your side feeling, huh?"
"I feel fine, it's pretty numbed up to be honest."
He kissed down Samuels body and slowly pulled down his briefs off his cock using his teeth, then he looked up at Samuel and smirked.
"What do you think about being sucked... or ridden, baby?" Clinton asked curiously and he ran his hands down to Samuels hips and held them.
Sam looked at the outlaw with a flirty half-smile before watching him pull down his briefs with his teeth and grinned down at him at his smirk. "Gotta say, babe. That smirk looks hot on you," he chuckled before thinking on the question.
"Both? You're really good with your mouth, but I'm always willing to try something new," he answered finally as his lover ran his hands down his hips.
He went back to kissing Samuel, his hand stroking the base of Sam's shaft as he gently and playfully kissed Sam's bottom lip.
"Well, which would you prefer for now... Hmm? I'm drunk enough to do anythin' to you right now, you handsome cowboy."
Samuel was trying not to moan again as the man continued to stroke the base of his shaft. He playfully bit his lover's bottom lip and ran his hands gently down the outlaw's sides.
"You could suck me now until I'm completely hard and then ride me when your ready, gorgeous," he purred as he kissed the brunette's neck several times.
The brunette slowly stroked his hand all the way up Samuel's shaft, his thumb brushing over the head of his co.ck before he moved down Samuel's body and he ran his tongue from the base of his lover's shaft all the way up to the head of it and then he smirked at Sam's words, which actually kinda made him speechless for a moment.
"....Y-You think I'm gorgeous?"
He had missed this, and even in his drunken state he knew that. Though... Clint was a good but drunker than him.
A subtle shiver ran up his spine when Clinton licked him and he found himself staring down into his eyes for a moment. He reached out a hand and ran it through his hair affectionately.
Clinton was quite drunk right now and it was pretty noticeable with some of his movements because they weren't as well done as they usually were, especially with his tongue. He sat up and looked at Sam and he ran a hand through his hair.
"I do, babe. I always have."
"I just didn't know how you felt about me now that I look like a mutilated man." he said and then jumped a little when Trenton groaned, having forgotten he was in the room with them.
Sam moved his hand the back of Clinton's neck when he sat up and pulled him forward to kiss him lovingly on the lips. "I have never stopped believing that you were gorgeous, babe," he whispered on his lips before jumping when he had.
"I think I almost just sh.it myself!" Clinton laughed hard.
He found himself laughing just as hard with him, clutching his gently because the hard movements stung.
"I forgot he was in here," the dark haired man laughed as he fought to control himself.
Clinton laughed hard for quite a few moments before he managed to calm himself and he leaned over Sam and kissed him lovingly on the lips.
"You okay, handsome?" he asked and then moved down quickly and took the head of his cock and put it in his mouth and started slowly sucking it, his hand coming down to fondle Samuel's balls slowly.
He took a deep breath to steady himself before kissing him back.
"I'm fine, babe," he chuckled before watching him go down on him. The dark haired male moaned almost silently as he started to suck him his hand still resting lightly on the back of his neck.
"Ya know what's a bit unfair?" He asked with a flirty half smile.
What's unfair Sam?" he asked and end he licked up Sam's shaft again, still playing with his lover's balls as he messed with his cock, waiting to see what he had to say and wondering how long Sam could go before he was rock hard.
"That I'm here naked for you, but you're completely clothed," he said in a fake pout, as he moaned again lightly, his member stiffening in his hand.
"Well, then why don't I strip for you, babe?" Clinton asked and stood up, undoing his shirt and pulling it off. "You want to do the honors of undoing my pants babe?"
"I'd like that," he laughed as he sat up and watched him pull off his shirt before moving forward with a nod. He rested his hands on his belt like and pulled him closer for a moment and pressed a line of kisses onto his abs as he worked to get his belt undone.
Clinton's hand brushed gently through Samuels hair as he planted kisses along his abs. "Mmm, I love that...." he moaned and watched his handsome boyfriend closely, loving what he was doing to him.
Sam looked up at him with a grin as he placed another one lower on his abdomen. "I remember that you said you did," he stated as he managed to get his pants undone and placed a small kiss just above his briefs.
"Would you like me to suck you as well?" He asked with a flirty smile as he looked up at him and rubbed him lightly through the fabric.
"Mmm, I don't think you've sucked me off yet... If you're up for it, I'd love you to." Clinton said and ran his hand through his lover's hair again, his hand sliding down along Sam's back slowly.
The slightly younger man loved feeling Clint's fingers run through his hair and him sliding his hand down his back slowly sent a soft shiver through it. Samuel nodded to show that he'd be up for it and started to pull down the man's briefs but looked up at him with interest.
"I haven't, and I think it's a little unfair to you," he grinned as he finished pulling down his underwear and kissed the tip of his co.ck teasingly.
Clinton watched his drunk lover as he messed with his briefs and he bit his bottom lip slightly as Samuel kissed the head of his co.ck. "Mmmm, that f-feels good." he said and then ran his hand further down Samuel's back.
Sam felt his face flush a little when his boyfriend said that it felt good and gave his member a soft lick before turning his eyes back up to him.
"Babe, what's your thoughts on dominance and submission, like we kinda had done before? Did you like that?"
"I actually liked that a lot, it was interesting and very.....arousing," he said after a moment and scrambling for the right word. "Why?"
"Mmm, yeah, that feels good baby." Clinton moaned softly and then he ran his hand along the hairs on the back of Sam's neck and then pulled out of his reach. "Would you be up to doing it again sometime?" he asked and ran his hand along Sam's cheek.
Sam looked at him for a minute and giving a soft whimper when he pulled out of his reach shrugged. "I'd definitely be up to that again," he smiled as he ran his hand along his cheek.
Trent groaned and slowly began to come around,grabbing his head.
"Oh f-fuc.k, my head..." he groaned and then looked around and his eyes locked on Sam and Clinton. "Wow... uh..." he trailed off.
His eyes quickly snapped over to Trent when he spoke and grabbed a pillow and sat it over his lap uneasily his face turning a bright red and a small laugh coming from him.
Clinton pulled up his briefs and sat down on the bed. "'Bout time you joined the living, brother." Clinton teased and Trent got up slowly.
"I've seen enough erections today to blind me..." Trent said and then he ran a hand over his neck. "I think I'll, uh, leave you two to it..." he said and Clinton looked at Sam. "You want to ask him or do it another day?" he whispered to him.
Samuel leaned against Clint carefully and looked back at him for a moment when he asked if he wanted to ask him or go for another day. He chewed the inside of his cheek and shook his head slightly and whispering in return," I'd rather just have you for tonight. I'll ask him at some other time."
He watched as Trent rubbed his neck. "It was nice meeting you," he added slightly louder with a soft giggle.
Trenton grabbed his bag. "Both you boys be easy on each other I don't need to have to take you to my boss and try to explain you injured yourselves while screwing, alright?" he said and then grinned a little before he went to head out of the room and smacked his face into the wall.
"We'll be careful, don't worry," he laughed before laughing slightly harder when he walked into the wall.
Clinton laughed, "You're quite drunk..." he joked and Trent gave him the middle finger before leaving, closing the door behind them.
He grinned when he flipped Clint off before turning to his boyfriend and moving the pillow from his lap. He pushed him so that he was laying back and moved to sit on his lap.
"Now... where were we?"
Clinton rolled his eyes as his brother left and yelled a thank you to him for closing the door on his way out. Clinton grinned as Samuel got into his lap and his hands moved to rest on Sam's hips, his hands sliding up and down them slowly.
"I believe you were giving me some really good tongue action on my very lonely cock..." Clinton said with a grin. "Or I was dying to have my tongue in you again, one or the other...."
Sam leaned forward and pressed a kiss onto his lips before whispering on them," How about both?" He smiled before kissing down his neck and moving to get his lover's briefs off again before kissing a line from his pubic bone to his mouth again.
"That way we both get what we would like," he giggled as he pulled away slightly.
Clinton ran his hand back and rested it on Sam's ass and stroked his cheek slowly as he watched him kiss up from his pubic hone. "So you want to try the sixty-nine position then? Or...?" he asked curiously and then he smiled and ran his finger between his lover's cheeks, brushing it over his entrance.
Sam kissed his lips softly before nodding shyly to his question, moaning slightly when he ran his finger down cheeks and brushed against his entrance. "I'd like to try that," he smiled before kissing his neck affectionately, wondering how they would go about it without hurting one another.
"Or do you want to wait until we're in a bit better of shape to try doing that? I'm fine with figuring out something else kinky to do without risking getting ourselves hurt if you're up for some dirty brainstorming with your lover." Clinton said and then he eased just the tip of his finger into Samuel. "Hmm,what do you think?"
"I guess we can wait until we won't hurt each other," he sighed quietly before kissing the hollow of his throat.
"I'm sure we can come up with something," he added with a soft moan as he eased the tip of his finger into him. He smiled lightly as he reached down and wrapped a hand around Clinton's member with a flirty look. "But I think this lonely guy still deserves some attention."
"Well, unless you're okay if you lay down on your back and I'm on top instead." Clinton said and then he pushed his finger slowly further into Samuel's entrance. As his lover grabbed a hold of his member, Clinton bit his bottom lip some. "Gosh... i-it aches. I don't think I've been messed w-with like this in months... Mmm, sh-shit Sam... You're going to have me a whimpering m-mess by the end of tonight."
"I might be up for that if you are," he smiled as he kissed his neck again, a look of pleasure came over his face when his lover pushed his finger in slowly deeper and he started to move his hand on the man's member in a slow pumping motion to drive him crazy like he had done to him before.
"Oh, there's that look I love to see..." he teased as Samuel's face washed over with pleasure. "You like being fingered deep, don't you babe?" he whispered and then laid back some as Sam stroked him more.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that I can make you whimper for me," he teased with a large grin before kissing his lips passionately.
"I-I might end up being greedy though and ask for more of this more o-often..." he quivered out.
Sam rolled his eyes playfully before moving slightly so that Clint's finger pulled out of him and he kissed back down his chest slightly.
"I won't mind at all, love. I will never mind pleasing you," he purred as he kissed a slow line down his stomach again, still slowly stroking him as he did so. "You like that~?"
Clinton was surprised he pulled away and he brought his hand up and licked off his finger, whispering on Sam's lips, "Your ass is such an addictive taste..."
The outlaw watched as Samuel began kissing down his body, still stroking him.
"Ughh... Oo-Ooh yeah, baby..." Clinton groaned out, arching his back up some. "I really like that." he groaned and then watched down at Samuel. "I-I don't know why... b-but I'm real sensitive tonight... Maybe i-its the alcohol." he said with a laugh.
Sam smiled at the comment about his ass and flushed a little bit. He kissed lower still before coming to a stop so that his face lingered in front of his boyfriend's member. "I'm glad you do, baby. I'm glad you're sensitive, means I don't have to worry too much about screwing up when I suck you," he grinned before adding on as a tease.
"That is if you still want me too~" He stopped stroking the outlaw's member and looked up at him as he waited for an answer, kissing the underneath of his shaft seductively.
"I want to taste that ass of yours again sometime... But I think maybe it should just be a treat...." he teased and then he watched Sam go further down and he whimpered a little in frustration when his lover stopped stroking him, but he earned a very soft moan from the kiss under his shaft.
"You can have a taste later if you want it," he replied with a flirty half-smile.
"I-I do... please..." he begged, not liking begging but he was desperate for the feeling now. He hadn't felt that feeling in so long and he was aching bad. "Please suck me, baby.... I-I'll do anything..."
He looked up I surprise when Clinton begged him before kissing his tip lightly.
"Just keep moaning for me," he chuckled before running his tongue up the entire length of his shaft and slowly slipping Clint's member into his mouth. He slowly started to take more of him in before pulling up slightly and going back down again, listening for the arousing sounds of his lover's moans.
"Fair enough I believe." Clinton replied and he then watched his lover as he took the head of his cock into his mouth. It felt warm and so good on his member.
"Mmmmm..." he moaned out and his head tilted back, "O-Oh Sam..." he groaned and his hand messed softly with his lover's hair. "Oh ye-yeah, just like th-that, baby... G-God..." he whimpered, his member twitching.
Samuel continued what he was doing for a few more moments, enjoying the feeling of his lover's hands in his hair as he sucked on him. He progressively took more of him into his mouth and occasionally swirled his tongue around his length, hoping to pleasure him more that way. Sam could feel Clint's member twitching in his mouth and couldn't help but smile as he slowly pulled off of him, stroking him with a hand as he teasingly licked his tip.
Clinton gasped as Samuel began to roll his tongue around his member. The combination was enough to send him into quite a lot of pathetic whimpers and moans as his lover continued to give his member attention like he'd never felt before.
"I'm glad you like this, gorgeous," he laughed as he turned his brown eyes up to him. "You're moans are making me hard."
"I-It feels amazing, Sam... Y-Youre a natural..." he groaned out and ran his hand along his lover's hair.
"I'm glad I'm d-doing good," he beamed before kissing his pubic bone softly.
"You're making m-me want to fu-fu.ck you so bad...!" he whimpered.
Sam turned his head against his hand slightly as the outlaw ran it along his hair. He kissed along his lower abdomen as he continued to slowly stroke his cock.
"Well, you can, c-cause I want you t-to, too," he purred softly as he stopped his stroking and kissed his tip lightly, running tongue tentatively around the edge.
"You're d-doing a-amazing..." Clinton moaned and then he rolled over onto his lover, now on top of him. "Would you rather be on your back or on your stomach and have me be over top of you?" he asked and his hand came down and ran along Samuel's cheek. His cock twitched again as Samuel twirled his tongue around his tip. "Ooooh damn,babe...."
"I love seeing your face, but I think being on my stomach would be an interesting experience," he smiled once he had been rolled over and looked up at Clinton. He turned his face gently into his lover's calloused hand, pressing a kiss onto his thumb affectionately.
"So stomach this time," he decided as he leaned up and kissed the man's lips.
"Good, then I can hump you like a wild dog..." he said with a light, sexy growl and then he gently kissed his lover back.
Sam laughed quietly, but tried to hide the fact that his growl had really turned him on.
"Get comfortable," Clinton ordered and waited, bring in his own hand down and slowly pumping himself, not afraid of masturbating a bit and knowing Sam might even find it sexy.
He watched Clinton masturbate for a few seconds with obviously lustful eyes before turning over and getting comfortable in a position that allowed for the man to do what he wanted to him.
"Well, come get it then, Fido," Samuel teased playfully as he wiggled his ass at him.
Clinton stopped his pleasuring on himself and grinned as Samuel wiggled his a.ss for him. "I might have to have you give me a lap dance some time with that fine thang you got shakin' there!" he said and then moved over his lover and began kissing down his back and then spread his cheeks and he ran his tongue over the entrance and then pushed his tongue deep into him and began eating him out, rolling his tongue around inside of Sam, wanting to get him real wet and aroused before he got rough on him.
"I'd be willing to do that for you, babe," he laughed as he walked over and kissed down his back.
He moaned lightly as he ran his tongue over him, and slightly louder when he pushed his tongue in deep. It wasn't long before a steady string of quiet moans began to come from his slightly parted lips and he began to get incredibly aroused by his lover's tongue inside him.
"O-oo.... Cl-linton-n," he moaned out as he buried his face into his arm to keep himself quieter.
"You'd shake that fine ass you got for me?" he asked after he pulled his tongue out and then he kissed the entrance before pushing his tongue back in and bobbing his head, tongue-fucking his ass, knowing his lover really got turned on by that.
"For y-you? Yes," he smiled before he moaned again stronger than before at his sudden tongue-fucking. He arched his back slightly to give his boyfriend better access, his own cock starting to ache with want for him.
He stopped and pulled his tongue out again and licked one of his fingers and eased it in and began rolling it around inside of Samuel as he kissed along his sexy lover's back. "You like that, baby, don't you? How much would you like my co.ck in your ass, hmm? Fucking you rough?" he asked, his mouth getting increasingly more dirty.
He took a deep breath when he pulled his tongue out again and eased his finger in; rolling it instead; every kiss left on his skin left the spot burning for more. He groaned in pleasure again, his face flushed pink from the stimulus.
"I woul-ld l-like your c.ock very much-h. Pl-please, f-fuc.k me," he moaned as he looked at him slightly over his shoulder.
"Think you can take it? Hmm? Its swollen real big and hard tonight, the brunette asked with a groan into Sam's ear, thrusting his finger in and out of Sam faster each moment. He pulled the finger out and eased a second one in and continued, wanting to get him nice and hot and bothered for his length.
"I can t-take it," he purred as he pressed his face lightly against Clint's own, a breathy moan coming from his mouth again as he eased in the second. He was aching from the need for his boyfriend at that point.
"You want it deep in that tight ass.hole of yours? Huh? Say my name for it..."
"Y-yes, C-lint-t~" he purred quietly as he bucked lightly against fingers.
"Mmm, let's see then." he grinned and kissed Samuels cheekbone and neck before he pulled his fingers out and then he pressed his cock against Sam's entrance and slowly pushed the head of his swollen length into Sam, hovering over him carefully as to not hurt his ribs or anything. He waited, wanting Sam to get used to his large tip in him. He was definitely more swollen than usual, probably from all their dirty talk and the days of frustration toward each other.
Sam gave a soft groan of pleasure when he pushed the head in and he took a deep breath and relaxed slightly so it would be easier like he had been taught before. He appreciated the fact that Clint was being careful of his ribs, but missing the feeling of his hands on him. He figured that once they were back to their regular, mostly pain free selves that they'd be able to have more fun with each other.
He looked up at him after a few moments of getting used to his presence and nodded to show that he could continue.
"There you go. Lots easier when you don't allow yourself to get all tensed up, right?" he said with a smile and then he ran his hand slowly down Sam's good side as he waited for his lover's cue to continue. He then slowly began to push himself deeper in, leaning down and whispering. "How's that feel, babe?
Sam nodded in response to the first question and a shiver ran through him at his touch to his good side. He moaned slightly as he pushed deeper in and turned his head slightly to look at him for a moment.
"It feel-ls wonde-erful, h-handsome."
"Good. You feel amazin', too." he said and then he began to push further into his lover until he was about halfway into him.
"D-Damn you're tight..." he grunted as he kept a slow pace on easing into him, allowing him to slowly stretch to size. "Oooh ye-yes, you feel so damn good!"
Sam moaned quietly into his arm and pushed back a little to help him slide into him. His breathing was ragged as he grew accustomed to the outlaw's presence inside of him and just wanted more, leaving him rock hard and achy.
"O-oh god-d, C-clint~" he moaned slightly louder as he eased more into him.
Clinton gave a slight thrust and pushed the rest of himself into Samuel's ass and then he leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I bet I'll make you scream when I'm done with you." he teased and slowly pulled out and eased back in to Sam.
Sam took a deep breath when he pushed the rest of the way in and gave a lusty grin before looking at him. "We'll see about that, cowboy," he stated playfully before moaning when he pulled out and back in.
"How's that feel? Hurtin' your side any, love?"
"It feels gr-geat, don't worry. I'll let you know if I start hurting so long as you tell me if you do," he assured him quietly.
Clinton grinned and he began to get into a slow rhythm in and out of his young lover, allowing himself to get a steady thrusting motion set with his hips and allowing Samuel to get used to him going in and out.
"I will tell you if I do." The man promised and then planted his hands more firmly on the bed and started picking up the pace now, grunting each time he pushed in cause it felt so good.
The sheriff's son found himself pushing back to meet his boyfriend's slow thrusts once he had grown used to them and buried his face into the bed to muffle his moans as he did so. Samuel lifted his head and looked over his shoulder at the man and gave him a loving smile before dwelt him plant his hands more firmly onto the bed. The younger man moaned louder when he started to pick up the pace, his eyes half closing in pleasure at his quickened movements
Clinton found himself in quite a quickened pace once he found his rhythm and he moaned as he got going in and out of Samuel's hot ass at a good pace, thrusting in and out steadily, occasionally giving him a good roll of his hips as he shoved back in. He could feel his cock getting achier and achier, wanting badly to release, but the outlaw wasn't about to let that happen yet.
Sam couldn't stop his moans from getting louder as Clint, but tried his best to muffle them into the crook of his arm. He used his free hand to stroke his own member because it was aching and felt neglected. He pushed back some with everyone of Clint's thrusts to help further both of their pleasure.
"G-God, I wa-want to f.uck you like a wild, horny d-dog baby..."
"W-what's ss-top-ping y-you?" He managed to moan out as he continued with each of his own movements.
Clinton got harder and faster on his thrusts, now that he had the okay from his lover to do so.
"N-Nothing is now." he grunted out, getting such a good rhythm going he slightly managed to rock Samuel back and forth with each strong thrust.
"Oooh da-damn I love your a-ass baby...." he groaned as he kept up his pace, getting faster and faster, a climax quickly building.
Samuel moaned his partner's name loudly as he got harder and faster, grunting occasionally as he was rocked back and forth against him.
"I l-love your c-coc.k," he managed as he felt him get faster, quickly feeling his climax quickly build with every strong thrust. He took deep breaths, but would occasionally let out a loud moan whenever he would thrust in and cause him a good deal of pleasure.
"Oh yeah? Well its a-all yours, baby." he grunted out, dangerously close to releasing his load inside of Samuel.
"I'm so cl-close, babe, d-do you want me to fill that tight ass of yours?" he asked as he kept up the thrusts, getting some real quick and fast thrusts in like a wild dog fuc.king its bitc.h, wanting to see if be could get some good whimpers out of his handsome lover.
Samuel nodded against the blanket as he continued to moan, the occasional whimper escaping him if Clint slowed down at all.
"Y-yes," he forced out as his hands tangled into the blanket under them, close to his own release as well and he could definitely feel it coming on.
Clinton got a couple more heavy thrusts in before he suddenly drilled deep into Sam's a
ss and released his climax, groaning into Sam's back as his muscles all tensed from the release.
"F-F-Fuck!" he groaned out, white knuckling the blankets underneath his lover as he released inside him. "Oo-Ooh god...."
Sam buried his face into the bed to muffle the scream-moan hybrid sound as he was filled and climaxed himself into the bed beneath him. He his muscles tensed up for a moment and released as he breathed heavily into the blanket. He felt fantastic, if not a little tired, and he moved a hand to grab Clint's, lacing their fingers together.
"O-oh, C-Clint-ton," he moaned quietly as he took deep breaths.
Clinton laced his fingers tightly with Samuels and groaned into his lovers back as he released his full load into Sam, not about to yet pull out of his boyfriend yet.
"I-Im not ready to ge-get out of your fi-fine ass yet. Da-Damn you fe-feel so fuckin' G-God..."
Sam took a deep breath and kissed his boyfriend's hand lightly.
"You don't have too, I'm l-loving the f-feeling of being filled right now," he admitted quietly with a soft chuckle.
"How's it feel inside of you, huh?" he asked as he leaned down and kissed along his lover's soft neck and playfully nipped his ear, stroking his boyfriend's hand with his thumb, keeping himself deep in his lover.
"It feels.... I can't even describe it," he chuckled as he turned his head slightly so he had better access to his neck. He grinned at the soft nip on his head and turned his head again to kiss the mans jaw.
"Try to..." Clinton ushered, wanting to see what his handsome man could come up with for what he was feeling from being filled to the brim. Clinton's hand slowly ran along Sam's arm and he whispered into his ear.
"It feels... warm and tight; but in a good way. It feels amazing," he said with some struggling to find the words, but still feeling like they didn't explain very well. He flushed slightly at the question and looked at him for a moment.
"Did you soak the sheets, baby....?"
"Yeah... I couldn't help it," he chuckled nervously before avoiding his gaze.
"Hmm, good enough explanation for me." he said and then he kissed along Samuel's shoulder blades before he ran his hand down and up his lover's side, the only good side he possessed since his other side was injured still.
"Want me to pull out now, baby? I want to watch some of that cu.m seep out of your tight asshole..." Clinton purred in his ear.
"I suppose you can," he said with a slight laugh, unable to suppress the light shiver that moved through him at the kisses and his light touch to his side.
His face turned a shade of pink at Clint's purr and he quickly looked down with a small smile.
"You suppose I can? You don't want me to yet? That it?" he asked with a grin of amusement and then he slowly pulled out of him and then he laid down beside him. "Roll onto your back and spread your legs, babe. I want to see that cu.m seep out of you..." he said in a dirty tone.
Sam laughed quietly and gave a contented sigh as he pulled out of him. He rolled his eyes playfully before doing what he was told and looking at him with affection and curiosity as to why he would want to see it. He didn't state his question, however, figuring that his lover would say something or he could always ask later on.
Clinton moved over top of him and he kissed his lips and then began to slowly kiss down Sam's neck, down to his chest, then his abdomen, and stopping at his pubic bone. "There's something very rewarding to see your lover filled with your juices and know that they trusted you enough to become such an intimate thing with you." he said and then kissed Sam's leg.
"Don't you think, Samuel?"
Samuel smiled at his slow line of kisses and watched as he paused.
"I can see how that would be rewarding. I trust you completely, Clinton," he smiled happily as the man kissed his leg. He knew that the same probably wasn't completely the same for the outlaw because of the morphine thing, but he was hoping to get something out of him, even if only something small. He reached out and grabbed his lover's hand again and rubbed his thumb across the back of it slowly.
"It is, very. Rewarding and heartwarming." Clinton said and then he came back up to Sam's lips, allowing his member to rest against his lovers as they kissed softly and slowly, whispering upon his lips.
"I trust you, too, with my life, Samuel.. I know what you did for me was only to help me now... I'm sorry for how I reacted, baby..." he said and rested his forehead to Sam's.
"I'm so sorry... I love you, s-so much."
Sam rested his hands gently on his boyfriend's sides as he kissed him back, careful to not hurt his back. "I understand why you reacted like you do, and I don't blame you for it because it's exactly how I would have reacted as well. I'm still sorry for doing that to you though, but I'm proud you've been sticking to the pills for your pain," he said as he moved to kiss him softly and quickly. "I love you, too, Clint. More than I've loved anything in my life."
"O highly doubt you would've reacted with threatening to kill a horse and your boyfriend over the fact I injected you with some meds to help your pain, Samuel." he said, almost laughing at how horrible it sounded on what he had done now that he said it out loud.
"Well.... maybe not the horse.." He joked to make the situation lighter as he kissed the top of his head when he settled down beside him. He liked this feeling and wondered if Clint had the same feeling of being protective when Sam had laid his head beside the outlaw's.
"Ah, course, makes sense." Clinton chuckled and then turned his head enough to kiss Samuel's chest, resting his one hand on his lover's chest, his fingers intertwined with his boyfriend's. Clinton stayed on his side as he kept his head on his lover's chest, still having some difficulties with having himself on his back, as it brought quite a lot of pain with it.
He sighed and rested his head gently on Samuel's chest as he got comfortable beside his lover on the bed. "I'm trying my best, but I won't lie when I say that the sedative is still very tempting and I do feel some withdrawal symptoms but the other pills are keepin' them at bay for now, I believe."
"I'm willing to help you through anything you go through, babe. Just give me the word and I'll do it.... well unless it involves actually hurting you," he smiled as he nuzzled the top of his head lightly and laced their fingers together.
"How's your ribs feeling? I can't believe you took a beating for me... I really am loved by you. And yeah, I know you'd do anything for me... I'd do anything for you, too, my amazing boyfriend."
Sam chuckled with him and ran his free hand through his boyfriend's hair for a few moments.
"They feel alright, sore, but they will be for a while I suppose," he smiled before kissing the top of his head lightly. "How are you feeling? I can see your favorin' your back a little now..."
"And I would gladly do it again, nobody calls my man that and gets away with it," he laughed playfully. "I know you'd do anything for me, babe. You're truly amazing, too."
"I want you to give them a break know, ya hear? Last thing you need is surgery, baby." he said and leaned into Samuels touch as he played with his hair, Clinton playing with his boyfriend's fingers, kissing his knuckles lovingly.
"I think I'd have shot them all though, instead of letting them get away. Although them getting drug by Trent's horse was quite wonderful to see. Just wish I had been there to see you kick their asses, babe."
Sam nodded and continued to play with the outlaw's brown hair as he looked off in thought.
"I almost shot the owner's son. The one who started it all..." He mumbled quietly as he remembered pointing the gun at the boy's head with the thought to put a bullet in him. The thought sent shivers down his spine that he could have been cruel enough to do so when he had been so obviously hurt.
"And I guess I did kick ass until more people got involved," he chuckled in an attempt to change the subject.
"You should've, but you hesitated and I suppose for good reason. He was the owner's son, and he was unarmed. I've never shot an unarmed man either unless he was a cold-blooded murderer and that only happened once in my life, and I've been on the run for many years from the law" he said and then he closed his eyes.
"And yeah, I'm favoring my back. Its quite uncomfortable now. Think I overworked myself, but it was completely worth every moment." he said and kissed Sam's lips. "I'm tired, what about you, babe? Hmm?"
"I don't think I could have shot him in that state even if he had a weapon to be honest," he admitted as he kissed his forehead, watching him close his eyes and hide away the color that Sam was so fond of.
"We can get you something for it if you want?" Sam offered after he had kissed him back and pulled away reluctantly. "I'm pretty tired too, to be honest, love."
"Well, my handsome man, you're going to have to start building a thicker skin because someday it will call for you to take a life to save someone you love and you cannot hesitate." Clinton said matter of factly and then he sat up a little with a slight groan. "Only if you take something for your side."
"I know, babe," he smiled before sitting up awkwardly, his hand moving to his side as he sat up weird.
"That isn't fair, but I suppose I'll take something so you will," he grumbled before grabbing the meds from the table and handing a couple to his boyfriend. "Bottoms up," he smiled before taking his own with a small swig of water, feeling much better once he had drank some of the clear liquid because it put out the fire in his throat that the whiskey had caused.
Clinton took his and downed them dry and then he laid back more comfortably on his side and he looked to his boyfriend and smiled. "We should get some sleep. Its getting late." he said and carefully pulled his lover down beside him. "Let me hold you, baby. I want to snuggle with my boyfriend."
Samuel returned the smile and laid down beside him without much thought, getting comfortable beside him. "Come snuggle with him, then," He chuckled as he pressed a kiss onto his lips and moved so that he could hold him, leaving him feeling warm and protected. "Goodnight, Clint. I love you," He yawned quietly.
"Don't mind if I do." Clinton chuckled and then snuggled into his boyfriend and ran his hand along his lover's cheek. "I feel so proud that you were willing to put yourself in harms way for my name. That meant a lot to me, I just want to make sure you know that." he yawned before he began to fall asleep.
Sam smiled at the brush along his cheek and moved his hand slightly to lace theirs together. "I'd do it again. Nobody gets to insult you when I'm around, plus you've done it for me," he chuckled lightly and closed his eyes and fell asleep with him.

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Another chapter dedicated to Girl_With_One_Eye please don't hurt me for having another 9500 word chapter lol