Brett awoke and winced as he stretched. His bottom still ached, even though it
wasn't burning as much. He peeked over at Jalen and was startled to see
emerald green eyes looking back at him. "Feelin' better?" The Sheriff
placing a large warm hand on the younger man's shoulder and squeezing
Brett pouted. "My bottom still hurts." He
Jalen nodded and smiled slightly. "Yes, it's supposed to and
I'm sure it will
for a while." He eased from the bed and gathered up the
britches and underpants
he had stripped off Brett earlier and said, "Let's
get you dressed."
Brett's bright blue eyes widened. "You're goin' to make
me get dressed?"
Jalen nodded. "Yes, you still have a writin' assignment
"I thought you said we could start new." Brett pointed
"We are. I'm givin' you the assignment to write your letters." The
scooped Brett out of bed and stood him on his feet. He bent down
with the young
man's underpants in his hands and said, "Raise your
Brett obediently raised one foot and then the other and Jalen
slipped the young
man's underpants on trying not to let his eyes linger where
they wanted to and
Brett hissed as the Sheriff pulled the garment as
carefully as he could over the
still tender flesh. He repeated the process
with the young outlaw's britches and
Brett tucked in his shirt and fastened
them up. The older man helped him into
his boots and snatching a pillow off
the bed brought it with him out to the
office where he put it on the chair
and then said to Brett, "Sit and work on
your lesson. I'll go over to the
café for our lunch and bring it back here. We
can eat together and you can
finish your assignment."
Bret scowled at Jalen and Jalen arched an
eyebrow. "I expect you to be here when
I get back and to have some of your
writin' assignment finished." He told the
about arguing, but the ache in his bottom reminded him he might
want to make
a different decision this time. The young man squirmed on the
nodded. "Yes Sir." He said and set to work putting pencil to
When Jalen returned with their meal he was pleased to
see Brett diligently
working on his assignment. The Sheriff regarded his
charge. He found himself
fascinated by the way the young outlaw's black curls
fell over his forehead and
how his hand pushed them aside. Clearing his
throat he walked over as Brett
looked up. Glancing at the paper on the desk
he saw that Brett had made good
progress. "Looks good." Jalen
Brett looked up and something inside happened when he met those
eyes. It was like a string on an instrument being plucked and
he could feel the
thrum inside himself. He wondered at it for a moment.
"Thanks." He replied a
little confused by the sensation.
"You may stop
that now. It's time for us to eat." Jalen instructed, setting out
Brett nodded and once the Sheriff pulled up the extra chair to the
ate. During the meal they had again brushed knees or hands when
things and little shivers and shocks kept happening.
they were finished Jalen sat back. He had been experiencing sensations
this young outlaw he hadn't felt since he had been with Dallas. He was
to feel a bit edgy. He decided a little distance between them
The Sheriff reached into his pocket and brought out the
bag of candy he had
intended for Brett before they got involved with his
disobedience and placed it
on the desk next to the paper. I brought you a
little reward for doin' your work
and hopefully a little incentive for you to
finish." He said with a smile
Brett stood up his bottom aching from
sitting so long and rubbed. "I think
you've provided enough incentive." He
told Jalen, wrinkling his nose at the
"Good, then I can trust you to finish up while I go work on
Brett nodded. "Yes Sir."
Jalen said, "I'm going
to put up the clothes hooks in the bedroom. When I'm
through, if you're
finished with your writing assignment we can talk for a
while. I think we
need to get to know a little more about each other."
Brett nodded. "Yes
Sir, I think that would be nice and yes…I'll finish this
work." The young man
sat carefully and squirmed again on the pillow.
Jalen smiled and Brett
felt the thrumming within him once more. For the first
time he genuinely
smiled back at the Sheriff.
Jalen resisted the urge to reach out and
ruffle the black curls and just said,
"All right. I'll check on you in a
little bit then."
Brett nodded. "Okay."
Jalen put up
the clothes hooks and straightened the bed and picked up the room a
had felt an odd sensation in his chest when he looked at Brett. He
thought it was possible that he could find someone who would stir
emotions like Dallas. He wondered for a moment if his crazy ol' rancher
the youngster to him knowing Brett needed his guidance and that he
along Dallas's teachings. He shrugged. Anything was possible he
Brett finished up the last lines of the letter J
and smiled to himself. He
wondered why he was doing this now when he wouldn't
do it earlier. He shrugged
to himself. Perhaps he just wanted to see if the
Sheriff really meant what he
said. He certainly wouldn't be trying that again
any time soon. He winced a
little as he shifted on the
Jalen came into the office. He saw Brett had
finished his writing assignment and
grinned. "Good job, I'm pleased to see
you've finished this." He picked up the
paper and examined it. "I can see
you've put effort into it too. Your letters
are lookin' a lot better." He
smiled at the young outlaw.
Brett found himself blushing a bit under the
praise. "Thank you Sheriff."
Jalen set the paper aside and sat on the
chair near the desk. His thigh brushed
against Brett's leg and Jalen felt a
spark and smiled to himself. The sensations
he kept experiencing were
familiar, yet new at the same time. He smiled at
Brett. "Tell me more about
yourself. I know the bare statistics, but I'd like to
know more about
The young outlaw asked bravely, "What about you? You
gonna tell me somethin'
about yourself too?"
The older man nodded.
"Yes, fair's only fair."
Brett nodded. "Okay."
Jalen smiled. "Let
me get us some coffee." He got up, brushing against Brett's
leg once more,
and then poured the coffee into two cups. He placed the coffee
pot back on
the stove and reached into the bag with the candy and pulling out a
put it in his mouth.
Bret squirmed a bit as Jalen's leg
brushed his and not so much from the ache in
his bottom, but the sensations
the action provoked in him. He watched the
Sheriff's large sensitive hands as
he poured the coffee for them. Hands that
could be gentle and caressing or
hard as steel if being applied to his bottom.
He felt a twinge and shifted
When Jalen reached over to the bag of candy, plucking out a gum
drop and putting
it in his mouth Brett couldn't help but watch those full
lips as they took in
the treat and he felt a pulling sensation deep inside.
He squirmed once more.
Jalen, noticing Brett's squirming around asked,
"Do you want to go outside by
the horses and talk instead?"
thought that might be a good idea, number one he wouldn't have to sit for
while and number two it would give him the ability to have a little
distance between him and the older man. "Yes, let's do
Jalen smiled and stood, waiting for Brett.
Brett was up on
his feet in a moment, rubbing the ache out of his bottom.
placed a hand on the young outlaw's shoulder and gently squeeze.
better as time passes. I promise."
Brett looked up at the older man and
saw the truth in his face and nodded. "I
believe you even if my rear end
Jalen chuckled and dropped his hand from the younger man's
shoulder. The two men
walked outside together, heading for the horse's
Once there Jalen stroked Liberty's nose as the horse put his
head over the stall
and nuzzled the Sheriff for treats. He chuckled and
produced the expected sugar
cubes. He usually brought a few back from the
café when he went there for his
meals. He handed Brett a few, their hands
touching. Jalen felt a tingle and
Brett almost jerked his hand back. The
young outlaw grinned and fed the treat to
Spirit, who nuzzled him for
Brett chuckled and said, "you must be getting' bad habits from Liberty,
getting' greedy now too." The horse just butted the young man with his
Jalen grinned as he watched the younger man
with the horse.
The young outlaw, remembering they had come out there to
talk finally turned to
the Sheriff and asked softly, "What do you want to
know about me?"
Jalen said, "Whatever you'd like to tell
Brett nodded. "All right." He was quiet for a few moments, and then
know already I was born in Oklahoma. I'm my parent's only living
child. Mama had
had a few children, but they all died and I was fortunate
enough to be the only
one to survive. After Mama lost the last one my parents
decided to move west
because Mama couldn't take the storms and the memories
any longer. I was about
fifteen. I really didn't have many friends. We lived
in a very small farming
community. Most of the boys my age had already left
school and were workin' on
their parent's farms and we didn't see much of
each other except at church and
in town doin' errands once in a
Jalen listened quietly and nodded. "Go on." He
"I seemed to be a bit different from the other boys. They
were always talkin'
about girls and it never really interested me, so they
didn't invite me to do
things with them, because most of what they did was
with the girls they were
interested in. I don't know why I didn't like girls
in that way. They were okay
to go fishin' with or talk to, but I didn't like
lookin' at them like they did,
you know how I mean." Brett said.
nodded. "Yes, I do." He replied.
"We packed up and left for California. I
turned sixteen on the trail. The girls
kept comin' up to me and uhm…swayin'
their hips and talkin' to me tellin' me how
cute I was or handsome. It made
me uncomfortable. My Papa said I'd get over it
and after all I was just a
boy. I guess he thought the girls scared me, but…well
I just hated it." He
said quietly. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Even when
I was with the
gang and they'd leer at the whores and show them their…uhm…stuff,
understand why they'd do that. It didn't make me feel anythin'
disgusted." He confessed, looking down.
Jalen reached down and
with a single finger tipped the young man's face up until
the blue eyes met
his green ones and said quietly, "Sometimes it happens that
way, some men
just don't feel attracted to women."
Brett's blue eyes widened.
Jalen nodded. "Yes, really."
The young outlaw looked at
the Sheriff in amazement. "I didn't know that."
The older man nodded.
"Well, now you do."
The young man nodded and then opened his mouth to ask
a question, but closing
it, shrugged and went on with his
Jalen watched the young outlaw, but didn't push when
he saw the question on his
lips and in his eyes. The young man would ask when
he felt more comfortable with
Brett continued to
tell his story and said, "Well we were on the trail goin'
mountains just before you come down the other side toward the coast
California. I went off a little way to relieve myself and there was
rumble and before you could blink the mountain was movin'. Rocks were
down the side and I watched in horror as some of the wagons were
buried…one of those was ours…the wagon was gone…my parents were
even know where exactly it was. The trail boss had said we were
takin' a short
cut so we would beat the snows…" Brett shivered, choked up,
tears began to fall
and he turned away from the Sheriff.
quickly over to the young man and wrapped his strong arms around
couldn't stand to see him hurting and not providing comfort. He held
Brett turned into the strong chest and released tears of grief he
had held back
for so very long. The older man stroked his black curls and
phrases of comfort while he held the sobbing young outlaw. His
heart went out to
him and he kept Brett in his arms for as long as he would
Bret found himself enfolded in strong arms and it
made him sob even harder. It
felt so good; he had thought he'd never have
this again. He hadn't been held
like this or felt as safe as this since his
parents were taken from him. His
Papa had hugged and held him when he had
been hurting and told him how much he
loved him. He remembered seeing the
lawman of the little farming community he
had skirted on the way to Diamond
Springs and how he had held a little boy in
his arms and how an older man had
hugged the both of them and he had thought it
would never be for him as he
was already a dead man, a wanted man. He was no
longer a wanted man and had
been given a second chance by being placed on
probation with this man holding
him and caring, not for him, but about him.
After a while his tears subsided
and he looked up at what was now becoming a
familiar face that represented
safety, and caring. "Thank you." He whispered
softly. "Thank you for bein'
here and carin' not only for me, but about me."
Jalen was so moved by
this he squeezed Brett and said softly, "You're welcome.
You're right and I'm
glad you recognize that I don't only just care for you, but
about you." The
Sheriff continued, "The transition from the boy you still are to
the man you
can be isn't always goin' to be easy."
Brett nodded. "I am beginning to
see that. I was on my own after the accident
and worked farms in the area
until the work seemed to get harder to find. I
wanted more and when I was
nineteen I got with the gang because I wanted
companionship, to belong, as
well as to be able to eat regularly."
Jalen nodded. "Yes, I remember you
tellin' the judge that at your trial." The
Sheriff told the young
The young man nodded. "I worked farms again and drifted a bit
after I sneaked
away from the gang. I did that for about the past six months.
Work, like before
became harder to find and I had to be a whole lot more
cautious, not stayin' in
any one place very long because I was wanted by the
law. I was getting'
desperate for money and thought I'd rob the bank here."
He confessed to Jalen.
The older man shook his head. "That would have
been very foolish indeed. What
made you think you could pull off somethin'
Brett shrugged. "I'm pretty good with a gun…it was one of the
only reasons the
gang took me in bein' so young. I was in on a couple of bank
robberies with the
gang. I never did the hold up myself, just helped with
coverin' them, shootin'
back, when we were shot at and makin' sure the gang
members got away unscathed."
Jalen shook his head once more in disbelief.
"Brett…did you ever think about why
it took a whole gang of people to rob the
bank? It's not somethin' you would
have been able to pull off very easily by
Brett flushed a bit. "I never thought about that."
Sheriff nodded. "Well you don't have to think about such things anymore
as long as you're on probation and I'm your probation officer you better
plannin' to do anythin' illegal or that spankin' I gave you earlier
like a few pats." He warned.
The young man blushed deeper.
"I don't plan on doin' anythin' illegal. I
The older man
nodded and pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket wiping the
tears from the
handsome young face. He then handed it to the young outlaw to
Brett made use of the handkerchief and handed it back to the
stuffed it back into his pocket.
The two stayed close,
Brett snuggled in Jalen's arms and Jalen thinking how
After a bit Brett looked up with wet lashes into the green eyes.
"Your turn." He
said with a small smile. "You said fair's only
Jalen chuckled. "Yes I did and it is, but it's time for me to make
Why don't you accompany me? We can stop at the café and take our
meal back here
to the jail. Then we can talk some more."
"All right, but you'd better tell me your story before we go to
The sheriff said, "Don't worry I
After Jalen had made his rounds and they had gotten
their dinner from the café
and eaten together in the Sheriff's office, with
the light brush or touch
inevitable in such close quarters having an effect
on both men, Jalen asked,
"What do you want to know about me
The young outlaw said, "Well the basic things, where you were
born, how you got
from there to bein' Sheriff here."
"In other words my whole life story."
Brett grinned. "Yes."
older man nodded. "All right." He said and then closed his green eyes for
moment before beginning. Opening his eyes he related, "I was born in
Francisco. I was the illegitimate child of a whore." He
Brett's blue eyes widened and he bit his lip, remembering him
calling Jalen a
bastard. Now he felt really bad, finding out Jalen was truly
Jalen, seeing the look said, "It's all right. We dealt with that
remember when I
Brett nodded. "Yes, but I promise I'll
never call you that again."
Jalen nodded and said softly, "Thanks for
that, but I'm used to it. It's what I
am, not who I am."
outlaw said quietly, "You shouldn't have to be used to it, but
The Sheriff continued with his story. "I grew up in the
madam's house. I stayed
there until I was about ten when my mother died and I
was put out to fend for
Brett's blue eyes widened. "They put
you out?! You were on the streets at ten
years old? How come you weren't put
in an orphanage?" He asked.
Jalen replied, "Yes, they didn't much like a
little boy around the place to
begin with. I basically did the chores I was
given, brought in the wood, cleaned
the dishes, whatever tasks they told me
to do. They only tolerated me as long as
my mother was there. When she
died…well there was no one there to protect me
from them and because they
told me I was too much trouble when I'd be a bit
rebellious at times, they
put me out. I'd heard how bad the orphanages were so I
hid away from anyone I
thought would take me to one. I slept under steps,
porches, in alleys and
Brett had a hard time imagining that kind of life. He
had always lived on the
family farm with loving parents until he lost them
and then he was almost grown,
not a little boy. He felt sad for
Jalen continued with his story. "I was tall for my
age and so when I was able to
pass for a young man at about the age of twelve
I began to work for some of the
local farms doing farm work and then ranch
work. I got my first horse when I was
seventeen from one of the rancher's I
was workin' for. He told me I was good
with the animal. I was the only one
who could ride him and so the man let me
have the gelding in exchange for
workin' for him. He gave me the tack to go with
him. He was a grey gelding I
named lead because his color reminded me of pencils
when I wrote with them."
He explained with a fond smile.
Brett listened and nodded.
He had been given a mount when he joined the gang,
but had to leave him
behind when he sneaked out of camp. A horse would have been
too easy to
Jalen went on. I continued to ride east and came upon
the Smokin' K ranch. It's
where I met a man named Dallas Kincaid." He closed
his green eyes momentarily.
Brett watched the Sheriff and
wondered at the flicker of pain he had seen in his
green eyes before he had
Jalen continued. "He was a man I learned many
things from, including how to read
Brett asked, so he was
the one you told me about yesterday?"
Jalen smiled. "Yes, he's the
The young man smiled and nodded. "He sounds a lot like
Jalen chuckled. "Well I was seventeen when I happened upon the
Smokin' K and
full of myself, thinking' I was a man when I was still only a
boy." The Sheriff
shook his head and smiled at that fond memory. "Dallas put
that notion aside for
me very quickly. He took a likin' to me and I didn't
realize there was more
reason than because he thought I was a kid that could
be helped…he also helped
me to learn about who I am."
Brett looked at
Jalen puzzled. "What do you mean?"
Jalen replied, "Remember earlier when
I told you that it happens sometimes that
men aren't attracted to
Brett nodded. "Yes, I was goin' to ask you how you knew
Jalen smiled. "I sensed you wanted to. It's because I'm that way
too and so was
Brett's blue eyes widened in wonder.
"Uhm…y-you aren't attracted to women
Jalen shook his head.
"No, I always thought it was because I grew up in a whore
house and because
they treated me poorly. I also thought it had something to do
with my mother
bein' a whore…I didn't know it was because I was
I found men attractive." He said quietly.
The young outlaw looked at the
Sheriff open mouthed, his eyes as big as saucers.
"Y-you ain't funnin' me are
you?" He asked cautiously.
Jalen locked his green eyes on the blue in a
steady gaze. "No, I wouldn't do
Brett closed his mouth and
gazed back, getting lost in the depths of those green
eyes for a moment. He
shook himself and then said, "So…uhm…I ain't the only one
who feels that way
The Sheriff shook his head. "No, you're not. There are
others. It's not the
usual way of things, so it's kept pretty quiet." Jalen
Brett nodded. "It must be, I never heard that
Jalen smiled slightly. "No, it's not generally parlor
Brett shot Jalen a boyish grin. "No, not hardly. Even
tryin' to find out what
goes on between a man and a woman is pretty much a
mystery until someone tells
you or you discover it for
Jalen grinned back looking very boyish himself. "True. I'm
glad I came across
Dallas and he taught me how to have pleasure bein' with a
man and to love. For
the longest time I thought there was somethin' wrong
with me when I'd go to the
whore house with the men I worked with and would
spend the time just talkin' to
them. None of what they tried to do had much
effect on me and the girls would
wonder at it. I had to reassure them it had
nothin' to do with them, but with
me. I tried to explain to them that it
seemed I just wasn't attracted to them in
that way. They'd be content with my
explanation and happy to spend the time just
talkin'. They never gave me away
to the other men. I guess growin' up in a whore
house helped me feel
comfortable bein' there."
Brett bit his lip and looked at Jalen
curiously. "It was that way for me too, I
mean about visitin' the whorehouse
with the gang. I just tried to spend time
with the girls. A few times I tried
to do it with them but I wasn't able to. It
was embarrasin', a young man like
me and not bein' able to perform with a woman.
The whores took it in stride,
tryin' to comfort me, tellin' me it happened
sometimes…but they never really
knew it was because they didn't excite me.
Sometimes when I'd see a man I
liked and…uhm…like when I was in bed with you
last night. I'd get stirrings,
you know what I mean. I couldn't understand why
it wouldn't happen to me with
a woman. Then when we were talkin' this afternoon
out by the horses…well I
heard you say that sometimes men were attracted to
other men. I knew I'd
found someone who at least understood what I was sayin'.
I never thought you
had the same feelings like me." Brett looked up shyly at
you show me how to…uhm…get pleasure with another man?" He
Jalen regarded the young man carefully and said, "Only if you
want me to."
Brett said, "One part of me wants you to, another part
Jalen nodded. "Yes, I understand. It's a hard decision and one
that shouldn't be
made lightly, but with a lot of thought. It will change
your life and maybe in
ways you didn't expect. That's not always bad…it's
just different." He shared.
Brett asked, "How?"
about the young outlaw's question. He thought back to when he
himself was an
unsure young man and had just discovered that being attracted to
happened sometimes and that he could be loved and show love in
opened a whole part of him he hadn't realized was there. He had felt
for the first time in his life…complete. How could he explain this to
young charge? The Sheriff reached out and brushed back a stray dark curl
Brett's face in a gentle gesture and said, "It made me feel complete,
piece of a puzzle fallin' into place." He told
Brett nodded and shivered a little as Jalen brushed
back the curls on his
forehead. "I think I understand. Sort of like somethin'
missin' gets found."
Jalen grinned. "Yes. It's sort of like
Brett smiled at the older man. "Sounds nice."
back. "It is." He checked his pocket watch. It was getting late.
time we turned in. It's been a bit of a long day." He said casually.
young outlaw nodded. "Yes, it has."
Jalen helped Brett up and then with a
hand in the middle of his back steered him
into the bedroom and shut the
door. He lit the lamp and smiled. "Why don't you
get ready for bed now? Do
you want me to help you?"
Brett liked being helped up from
the chair and noticed Jalen taking the pillow
with them, tucking it up under
one arm and then with the other hand warm on his
back guide him into the
bedroom. He watched as Jalen placed it back on the bed
and then turn to him
and ask if he needed help. He shivered inside at the words
and took a deep
breath and nodded. "Please, it was easier when you helped me
young man said softly.
Brett noticed his bottom didn't seem as sore
anymore now, but it still ached
some when he sat and it reminded him of what
he had done to earn that.
Jalen went over to help the young
outlaw get ready for bed. He tried to quiet
the butterflies in his stomach.
He knew what he was doing. He'd done it many
times with Dallas…then why did
he feel so nervous about it with this wonderful
young man? He asked
Jalen said to Brett, "I need to know if you like or don't like
certain things. I
will stop anytime you say. If I know what you like and
don't like I can make
things pleasurable for you. Do you
Brett nodded. "Yes, I understand. I can say no at anytime
and you'll stop
whatever you're doin'."
The Sheriff smiled and nodded.
"Yes, that's right." He began helping the young
outlaw to remove his boots
and then he brushed Brett's hands out of the way and
unfastened his britches.
He slid them down the long legs, caressing them as he
Brett colored a bit as Jalen brushed his hands out of
the way and unfastened his
britches, carefully sliding them down. The strong
warm hands slid gently, but
firmly down his thighs and calves, causing him to
shiver a bit inside. When the
Sheriff reached for his underpants Brett said,
"I can do it."
The Sheriff nodded and stepped back, allowing the young
man to do it himself.
Jalen reached down and helped him step out of them.
Brett's shirt was still on
and still covered all the important parts. The
older man waited quietly, and
then asked, "Do you want me to get your
Brett bit his lip undecided for a moment, then nodded.
Jalen went over and got the nightshirt. In the meantime Brett
had unbuttoned his
shirt and Jalen helped him to remove it, sliding his hands
shoulders and arms.
Brett liked the
sensation of Jalen's warm, large hands on him and once he stood
completely exposed he took the nightshirt from Jalen and put it over his
and let it fall over him.
Jalen watched, understanding,
remembering the shyness he himself had felt the
first time he and Dallas had
been together under the covers, Dallas completely
unclothed and he still in
The Sheriff pulled back the bed clothes and helped Brett
Brett watched as Jalen went over to the shelf where he
kept his personal
belongings and opened a wooden box where he kept his
medical supplies. The
Sheriff removed a small jar and placed it along with a
couple of towels he took
from the shelf, on the nightstand nearby. The young
outlaw wondered what the
items were for; as he laid his head on the pillow
and surreptitiously watched
The Sheriff removed his
vest, put his shirt into the basket, hung his gun belt
and then…Brett's blue
eyes widened in surprise, peeled off his britches and
underpants. He gulped
as he saw the older man's manhood and his mouth went dry
and he felt
stirrings where he had last night when thinking about the man. He
eyes and held himself very still.
Jalen knew Brett was
watching him. He had seen him out of the corner of his eye.
As he took off
his boots and socks, then his other clothing he had caught
glimpses of the
bright blue eyes. He decided to give the young outlaw something
look at and took off his britches and underpants and was rewarded when
the blue eyes widen for a moment, then turn away. He said nothing, just
out the lamp, tugged back the covers and climbed into the bed under the
As Bret felt the bigger man crawl into the bed he
inched over to the edge.
Jalen reached out and stroked the young man's
side over his nightshirt and said,
"If you want me to show you how to have
pleasure and to give pleasure, you need
to relax." He said quietly, "I won't
do anythin' you don't feel comfortable
with. Remember you can say no at any
time. Do you remember how we took our nap
remembering them spooning together. He'd rather liked that.
"Did you like that?"
The young man smiled, "Yes, it was nice…it
Jalen nodded. "We can do that again."
considered this and then agreed. "Okay."
The Sheriff gently pulled the
young man close to him until they lay spooned
together. "Comfortable?" Jalen
Brett nodded, "Yes, it feels good."
Jalen could still feel
a slight warmth from the young outlaw's bottom against
his groin and took a
few deep breaths to steady himself as that felt good to him
in a manner he
hadn't expected. He began to caress Brett's side, and then said,
you lay on your stomach?"
Brett was feeling relaxed and so did as Jalen
The older man rubbed gentle circles on Brett's back, making his
way lower and
lower until he came to the young man's mounds. "I'm going to
take off your
nightshirt." Jalen told Brett quietly.
The young outlaw
shivered a little, but feeling both nervous yet cared for, he
Jalen removed the garment and then began to knead the
tight muscles in the young
outlaw's neck and back.
found himself losing himself in the sensations and finding he really
what Jalen was doing and said, "Mmm…that feels good."
nodded. "I'm glad. It should feel good." He continued working his way
the young man's back and when he reached the mounds rubbed them gently.
softly kneaded them, one in each hand and noticed when Brett began to
hips involuntarily and smiled to
Brett found he liked what was being done to him.
When he felt the bigger man's
hands on his bottom he tensed a moment, but
then because what Jalen was doing
felt good relaxed again. In a bit he began
to feel stirrings in his nether
region once more and
Jalen knew just where to caress and touch to get
the reactions he wanted. He
then stopped as he wasn't quite ready to go
further and moved back up to Brett's
Brett let out a little
whimper. "Don't stop…I was liking that." He complained.
"But there's more I want to show you, turn toward me on your
The young outlaw did as he had been told and Jalen began to
kiss his face,
giving him chaste kisses at first, then little butterfly
kisses all over the
young face, covering Brett's eyelids, nibbling at his ear
lobe and then along
his jaw to his lips once more. Jalen's hands roamed lower
and teased the nubs on
the lightly haired chest causing Brett to gasp. He
smiled as he Watched the blue
eyes widen as the nubs grew hard. He again
kissed Brett's full lips, with a bit
more pressure this
Brett was surprised at the thrum and pull he felt in
his body as his nipples
were teased into hard nubs. He gazed wonderingly up
at the older man and
returned the kiss that was planted on the young man's
Jalen continued to move his hands over Brett's body,
his touch firm, but light
enough to give pleasure. As he allowed his warm
large hands to play over the
smooth skin, he could feel the quivering and
hear the soft moans of pleasure
that escaped the young outlaw's
The Sheriff whispered into the young man's ear, "You may also
touch me if you
Hesitantly Brett reached out
and began to explore Jalen's body. Taking a deep
breath he awkwardly ran his
hand down the Sheriff's chest, touching the nubs he
felt under the hair. He
sort of liked the feel of the rough hair and was pleased
when he felt the
nubs harden under his exploring fingers, repeating what Jalen
had done to
him. Brett grinned. "I made that happen." He said in wonder.
chuckled softly and took the exploring hands in his. "Yes, you did. It
take you some time to learn these things, but I'm a patient teacher."
Sheriff, shifting closer placed a light kiss on Brett's full lips.
continued to use the sense of touch to excite and tease. He recalled
telling him their first time that touching helped make the experience
sensitized his body and touching was a way to find the places that
the most pleasure. Jalen hadn't quite understood until Dallas
had begun to touch
him in places he had never been touched by another person
before and quickly
realized what the man was trying to help him understand.
He wanted to bring that
same realization to the young
Lost in the sensations Jalen was producing, Brett
closed his eyes and returned
the light kiss the Sheriff had placed on his
lips as he was being touched in
places no one else had touched other than
himself. "I-I like that when you touch
me there." Brett said, as Jalen
fondled his sacs, remembering that Jalen told
him to let him know what he
liked and didn't like. His body felt odd, his
insides quivering with a
growing excitement he had never known before. He
couldn't explain the
sensations he was experiencing, he only knew they felt good
in a new
Jalen nibbled at Brett's earlobe and then moved to
kissing him softly on his
full lips. Then he kissed him a bit harder, gently
urging him to open with his
tongue, causing the younger man to open his mouth
Brett was surprised when Jalen's tongue invaded
his mouth producing sensations
that pulled at his manhood causing it to stir
The Sheriff gently deepened the kiss and as he
felt Brett's response he broke
the kiss and whispered, "Easy now, slow and
Brett panted, shifted and then let out a soft moan.
it's ok." Jalen said smiling as he brushed the dark curls away from
sapphire blue eyes that were dilated with desire.
Jalen knew from
past experience that with the relaxed state of the young man's
body and his
hardness below, it wouldn't take much for Brett to succumb to his
The Sheriff felt his own body responding in much
the same way as the young
outlaw and smiled to himself. He recalled how
Dallas had backed away his first
time, allowing him to adjust to the
sensations before proceeding. He remembered
his frustration as the older man
had told him, "Don't worry my love, although
your manhood is impatient you
will find waiting a bit longer a truly amazing
moved closer to the young man and could feel his own hardness touching
lightly as they lay there together for a few moments feeling the warmth
each other's bodies.
Brett instinctively pressed closer to Jalen.
The Sheriff moved his hand down to
caress the inside of Brett's thighs,
spreading him in the process.
The younger man couldn't
believe the little shocks that were moving through him
at Jalen's touch. "I-I
like that." He whispered hoarsely.
Jalen smiled. "I'm glad you do and
you're going to like what I'm about to do to
you even more." The Sheriff
reached down between the spread legs and fondled the
round sensitive sacs,
causing Brett to jump a bit, and then squirm in pleasure.
Jalen also placed
his hand around the now erect shaft of Brett's manhood and
caressed its soft
skin causing the young man to moan and writhe. Then he ran a
between the young outlaw's mounds to the place of pleasure as Dallas
call it, pushing at it gently.
The younger man found himself
pushing his hips closer into Jalen and then gasped
as He felt the older man's
hand touch him where no one had touched him since he
was a small boy and
needed assistance in the outhouse. Brett moaned as he felt
move up between his mounds and stop at the place he was now
pressing gently on, experiencing a mixture of pleasure and
"Uhm…why are you touchin' me there?" He asked softly.
Jalen asked, "Is it
Brett shook his head, his black curls bouncing. "No…it
feels oddly good, but
it's embarrasin'." He told the bigger man
Jalen removed his finger from the sensitive spot and said
softly, "Its ok, we
don't have to go there if you don't want
Brett said softly, "But I want to…it's just different. I mean, I
that place could feel good like that."
Jalen smiled and
placed his finger back on the spot, rubbing it lightly and
pushing his finger
very gently in and out, touching that place of pleasure
inside and watching
the young outlaw's reaction very closely.
whirled, the sensation the Sheriff was creating didn't scare him It
him. He could allow this man to continue this for a long time.
seeing the look of desire in the blue eyes asked quietly, "How does
"It feels wonderful." Brett gasped out "It's a new feeling
and well it... it
It's quite the sensation isn't it
Jalen asked as he continued to gently work the
spot. "You see, he murmured,"
This is a strange sort of muscle. It is built for
pushing things out, not
allowing things in." He told Brett gently.
Brett nodded. "Yes, uhm…that
is the usual way of it."
The Sheriff said quietly, "It's the place where
two men gain their pleasure. I
put my manhood inside you in this
Brett's blue eyes widened. "Uhm…you do?"
"Mmmhmm…I'll put some petroleum jelly on the spot and on my organ
to make it
more comfortable. At first, there will be resistance." He said as he
and moved over Brett a bit to retrieve the small jar he had placed on
Brett watched a bit nervously as Jalen retrieve
the small jar of petroleum
"That's to help make it easier?" Brett
Jalen nodded lying back next to Brett " It will make it a
lot easier and safer.
It helps prevent any muscle tears that could happen if
this isn't done
carefully." Jalen explained.
Brett nodded and looked
up at Jalen with trusting blue eyes. "Will it hurt?" He
Jalen said, "It might a bit, but the pleasure will far
outweigh whatever pain
you may experience."
Brett bit his lip and
stayed quiet for a moment considering, then said softly,
"All right…I want
you to do it."
Jalen smiled and said, "Let me show you how I want you,
the position we need to
be in so we can do this well all right?"
bit his lip and then nodded. "Okay."
Jalen positioned himself between
Brett's legs, then scooted up close, placing
one of the young outlaw's legs
on each of his broad shoulders. "Are you
comfortable?" He asked a bit nervous
Brett nodded. "It's okay."
Jalen then reached down and
uncapped the jar of petroleum jelly he had placed by
his side and using one
finger, put a small amount in the opening and stretched
it gently. Then he
dipped two fingers in and repeated the process stretching the
until it relaxed enough for Jalen to enter Brett. The sheriff with
fingers moved gently in and out touching the place inside which he knew
bring great pleasure.
Brett could not believe the sensations he
was experiencing. He felt disappointed
and bereft when Jalen took his hand
away. He wanted and needed more.
Jalen watched the young
outlaw's blue eyes widen and smiled as he began to
squirm and Brett's
erection was quite hard. Then he said, Smoothing some of the
jelly on his own
erect manhood, "I think you're ready now." He smiled at Brett.
your eyes on mine." He instructed and then slowly began his entrance.
pushed in a bit and allowed Brett's body to adjust to his presence.
inch by inch entered until Brett's body had fully accepted the length
Jalen recalled how Dallas had been slow and steady. He remembered the
and the slight discomfort of the action but Dallas had taken it slow
allow Jalen's body to accept him fully. Jalen did for Brett what
Dallas had done
Brett bit his lip. He found
himself so drawn to the sheriff.
As Jalen gently moved in and out, Brett
began to experience the sensations again
he had with the Sheriff's fingers
inside of him. Brett began to move
instinctively with Jalen's thrusts,
wanting the sensations he was feeling to
build. They were building…his
manhood ached with the need for release, but not
quite there yet. A few more
Jalen went slow and easy, building the
sensations for both of them. He teased
the nubs on Brett's chest and
continued to kiss him. His large, warm hands
caressed the young man's body
until he was panting for release.
The Sheriff gripped the young man's
hips and while he was inside, he felt the
old familiar tension in his groin.
Jalen's manhood was hard and his sensitive
sacs, along with the friction were
all combining together to send him over the
edge. The older man didn't want
to let go first so he slowed a bit and continued
to watch the blue eyes as
they widened in amazement. He could feel Brett's body
tense and then the
release and he allowed himself to release at the same
Brett panted and moved instinctively and Jalen set the
As the sensations built and his body began to respond to the
ministrations he couldn't help but grin. He watched the green eyes
and when the
explosion came as he released he was amazed. He'd never felt
anything like it
before. He thought Jalen was amazing to be able to make him
feel that way.
Being in charge had been a new experience for
Jalen. When he and Dallas were
together, Dallas always was the one who
took the lead. Jalen silently thanked Dallas for
all of his fine lessons as
he rolled off Brett, cuddling together and waiting
for their breathing to
return to normal. Once that happened, Jalen helped Brett
clean himself. They
lay spooned together in the aftermath glow of their love
making. As Jalen
listened to Brett's slow, even breathing he sent up a prayer
thanking him for sending him his outlaw.