Love in the West

Love In the West [2]

Chapter 2

            I moaned as I opened my eyes, I looked around and saw that I was in a wooden cabin. I saw a head of a deer mounted on the wall.  I gasped and leaned up and looked around.  There was a fire going in the fireplace and I was in front it on a cot with fur blankets covering me.  I hissed in pain when I leaned on my injured arm.  I saw it was bandaged up.

            “The gun shot wound was serious, the bullet was wedged into the bone, but I got it out,” the stranger said.

            I turned to face the stranger and my eyes widen, he was bare-chested and his pants were untied I could see the top part of the hairs.

            “I was on my way the river to clean up,” the stranger said.

            “Its… its fine,” I said shaking my head to get rid of the lust.

            “Well the food is in the pot if you get hungry,” the stranger said.

            “I’m Chester,” I said.

            “I’m Matthew,” the stranger said.

            “Nice to meet you,” I said.

            “Likewise, see you in a bit,” he said.

            I nodded and watched him leave the cabin.  After a few moments, I felt the impulse to follow him and that is what I did.  I got up and opened the door just in time to see Matthew walk into the forest.  I closed the door quietly and jogged after Matthew, I went into the forest and quietly followed him.  I hid in the bushes and saw Matthew next to the river.  I pulled down his pants and I saw his tanned ass.

            Damn, HOT ass, I thought.

            Matthew dived into the water and swam around, then he stood up I drooled, his back was muscular and broad and flawless the skin flow unstoppable over his tanned ass.  I’m guess he isn’t shy at revealing that body of his.  His thighs were strong build by holding onto the horses.  His blond hair long and wet, he turned around oblivious that I was behind that bush.  His chest was all muscles and I bet I would break my fist if I were to punch him.  He had hot abs that seemed to send shivers down my spine; it was a pleasurable feeling.  I felt my pants tightened, but I wouldn’t dare pleasure myself as my body was screaming at me to do. I tend to get loud and I don’t want to get busted.  I saw the definite slant and saw his cock.  He was huge when he is flaccid; just imagine when he is erect.  More shivers ran down my spine and my hand twitched toward my hard cock.  I saw Matthew shrugging on his pants, I heard a screech and saw an eagle flying toward Matthew.  He looked at it and then looked at bush I was in.  I froze, did I get busted?  Matthew and raised his arm and the eagle landed and squawked.  Matthew turned and once he back was to me, I eased out of the bush and jogged back to the hut.  I opened the door and closed it and got into the couch.  I focused on calming my breathed and ignoring the throbbing of my shoulder. I heard the door open and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

            “Did you like what you saw,” Matthew’s voice said very close to my ear. I felt his warm breath fanning my face, “I know you are pretending to be asleep and I know you saw me bathing, its useless to lie,” he said, he didn’t sound like he was mad.

            I opened my eyes and stared into his bright green ones, I felt the blush of being caught flooding my cheek.

            “Am I safe to assume that you are homosexual?” he asked leaning back.

            I nodded and he smiled. I leaned up and crissed crossed my legs.

            “How did you become a caravan slave?” he asked.

            I sighed, “I was sold to him.”

            I saw his hand curl into a fist. “Why?” he asked.

            “I was caught making out with the stable boy and my parents did want a homosexual son and I was sold,” I said nonchalantly.

            “Was the stable boy a boyfriend?” he asked his voiced tinged with jealously.

            I smiled, “No, it was an experiment,” I explained.

            There was a long silence.

            “How did you know I was watching?” I asked.

            “I didn’t until the eagle told me,” Mathew said.

            “Eagle?  You mean that one that land on your arm?” I asked shocked.

            “Yeah, you see, I was abandon when I was a child, the Indians found me and raised me, I understand the language of the nature.”

            “OHHHH cool,” I said impressed. “So it was the eagle that snitched.”

            Matthew smirked, “Yeah.”

            “To answer your question, yes I liked what I saw,” I said smirking.

            I saw a flash of lust danced in his green eyes, but something caught his attention he looked down and frowned.

            “You are bleeding again, let me see,” he abruptly grabbed my arm and pulled me closer.  He unwrapped the bandaged and inspected it.  “Looks like that the stitches won’t hold…” he looked at me, “I have to cauterize it.”

            I gulped.

I saw Matthew stick his hunting knife in the fireplace and waiting for several minutes, it took it off the fire and it was glowing red. Matthew looked at me and I breathed deeply and closed my eyes.  I gulped and breathed deeply again.

I could feel the heat approaching, something happened that I didn’t expect.  I felt Matthew’s lips kissing me and second later burning pain erupted on my wound.

“AHH!” I groaned around his lips, but allowed the kiss distract me.

The heat faded, but my flesh was sizzling, but the wound was sealed.  I slumped against Matthew, black dots dancing in my vision.  My brain disconnected from my body and I fainted.

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The picture is Matthew... HOT isn't he haha.   Chester's pic will be in the first chapter.