~ADAM'S POV~
I want to run, but my feet won't move. He turns from me and picks up something from the bed. He holds it
out in front of him and I gasp.
It is a long black duster like his, with matching black jeans, and shirt. He holds a pair of new black boots in his
other hand.
I look down at my worn jeans and shirt and frown. I don't even want to think about my worn out boots.
"Try them on," he whispers seductively.
I take them from him, but then realize that there is no place to change in private.
"Ummm," I murmur as I look around the room.
He chuckles. "Go ahead put them on. You ain't got nothing that I haven't seen before," he says smiling.
Deciding that I really didn't have a choice, I started to get undressed. Throwing a gift from Mark Callaway
back into his face would probably get me shot.
I feel his eyes roam my body as I undress. I'm down just to my long johns and I don't dare take them off. I
quickly pull on the black jeans, sighing as I fasten them. I pull on the shirt and quickly button it. I glance at
him and he is watching me with an amused look on his face.
He holds out the boots and I quickly put them on.
He smiles as he stands and holds out the duster for me. I walk to him and allow him to help me into it. He lifts
an eyebrow as he appraises me.
"You look good in black long legs," he says grinning.
"Thanks," I say meekly. Is it too soon to run?
I shiver as he walks to me and pulls me to him. He stares down at me with those intense green eyes of his.
Without warning he leans down and presses his lips to mine.
I jump as his tongue tries to snake into my mouth. I try to push him away, but he's too strong.
He's kissing me so hard that my head is spinning. His tongue swirls around mine and my knees instantly go
weak.
He pulls back as he helps to hold my trembling body upright.
"Have you ever lain with a man?" He asks as he leans down and places soft kisses along my neck.
"No," I whisper, trying not to moan as he sucked on my neck. "Have you?" I ask.
He chuckles again and I can see the amused look on his face again. "Once or twice," he whispers as his large,
but gentle hands caress my face.
The urge to run hits me hard again, but my feet refuse to cooperate. I look up into those intense eyes and
have to quickly lower my eyes as I feel my cheeks blush blood red. The mere sight of him causes me to get
hard.
"Lay with me," he asks as he tilts my chin up so that he can look me directly in the eyes.
At this moment, I don't trust my voice, so I nod my consent.
He grins happily as he swoops me up into his huge arms and lays me on the bed.
~MARK'S POV~
I lay him down gently on the bed, covering him with my body as I place kisses along his neck. I realize that
I'm holding him way too tight and that he probably can't breathe, so I relax my grip on him and he sighs in
relief.
I raise up and look down at him. God, he's beautiful sprawled out like he is. His legs look even longer in the
black jeans.
Adam blushes as I look down at him, but I'm surprised as he holds his arms out to me. "Kiss me," he whispers.
Hell, who could resist that invitation.
I lean down and our lips meet again. I can't control the growl that escapes my throat as I reach up and
unbutton the shirt.
He giggles.
"What's so funny?" I ask as I continue to undress him.
"You made me put them on and now you're taking them off," he whispers grinning.
"I wanted to see how you looked in them," I say proudly, "And I might add that you look mighty delicious in
them."
He blushes as I pull his jeans and long johns down as he pushes his shirt and duster away, his body is grinding
against me seductively.
I grin as I look at his long, slender cock, but I'll take care of that later. Right now, I want to do a little
exploring.
He lays down on the bed and looks up at me. I can see he's scared, but excited at the same time. I want his
first time to be special so this is going to be a long night for him.
I lean down and lap at his right nipple causing him to jump in surprise. I smile as I gently bite it, eliciting a
scared whimper from him. His hands come up and try to push me away, but I growl as I bite harder, rolling
the nipple between my teeth.
He quickly removes his hands and lays them at his side in submission. I feel his breathing increase and can
actually feel the pounding of his heart.
I release the nipple and look up at him. "Are you sure you want to continue?" I ask, giving him one final
chance to change his mind.
He looks unsure, but nods his head.
"You're mine now," I growl possessively. "Just do what I say, but believe me when I say that I'll never hurt
you."
He tenses as I shift on the bed. I smile as I look down and find that his cock is rock hard and jutting proudly
from it's blond nest of curls.
He whimpers as I lean down and lap at the head, tasting him for the first time. As I take him into my mouth,
his hips buck. I was expecting it and pull back before he can choke me.
"Sorry," he whispers, blushing even more.
"It's alright darling. It was a perfectly natural reaction," I whisper as I lean down and engulf him again.
He moans and squirms. His hands grip the sheets as I start to suck him hard.
I can tell he's close, but I'm surprised as he yanks at my hair.
"Stop," he gasps as he tries to push me away.
~BENOIT'S POV~
I've been tracking Austin's gang for damn near a month now. Let me tell you that being a bounty hunter isn't
easy and that tracking a rattlesnake like Steve Austin ain't fun.
Today, however, my luck has changed. I smile as I watch the blond-haired man set up camp from my hiding
place. I recognize him as Chris Jericho, one of Austin's scouts.
Jericho wasn't a bad guy like some in Austin's gang, but hooking up the Alliance had earned him a $200
bounty on his head. Even though he hasn't killed anyone, the reward says dead or alive.
I smile as I roll up the wanted poster. I think I'll take this one alive.
I scout out Jericho's campsite. He's picked a good location, and I'm going to have a hard time surprising him.
I'm trying to figure out a plan as I watch him start to undress. A grin spreads across my face as I realize he is
going to bathe. Damn! I can't get any luckier than this.
I watch as he slowly peels off his shirt and pants revealing a firm, muscular body. He looks around cautiously
before removing his long johns, but finally pushes them down.
Last thing that a man wants to do is be caught with his pants down.
I lick my lips at the sight of his naked body as he slowly wades into the water.
I watch him for several minutes before deciding to make my move. Yep, I'm taking this one alive.
He doesn't hear me until I'm almost upon him.
The look in his blue eyes as he turned around was priceless. A mixture of terror and humiliation shone from
them.
He slipped on a rock and fell flat on his posterior. He jumped up and tried to run.
I smiled as I sat astraddle of my horse as I undid my rope and lassoed him around the chest. He struggled,
but I yanked the rope tightening it as I pulled him to me.
He glared up at me as he stood stark naked before me. "You can't do this!" He growled in protest as he tried
to use his hands to cover his nakedness.
I chuckle as I aim my gun at him, while looping the rope around the horn of my saddle. "Chris Benoit. Bounty
hunter," I say proudly as I yank on the rope causing him to trip and fall into the water once again.
He came up sputtering and mumbling incoherent, but I knew that what he was saying couldn't be nice.
He silenced as I cocked the trigger.
"And the reward poster says dead or alive. Don't make no difference to me," I say smiling, flashing my
famous gap-tooth smile as I watched him shiver. Whether it was from the cool water or fear, he was still the
most beautiful thing that I had ever seen before.
