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Chris chuckled as Vin mumbled under his breath. They had been driving out to the ranch when they hit a major traffic jam on the interstate. Vin cursed and put the powerful pickup into park and cut the engine. Chris knew today just wasn't Vin's day. Earlier that morning Vin was typing a report and hit something wrong on his computer. The first person he called was JD when he couldn't get the computer to give back his report. As JD tried to fix it the computer went haywire and completely shut down. It took JD the rest of the morning to figure out Vin had downloaded a virus and completely fried his hard drive. Vin was beside himself since the report he was working on had to be in by the end of the day. Buck had laughed and said that's what he got for leaving it until the last minute. Needless to say, that didn't go over too well with the usually calm sharpshooter. Ezra finally came to Vin's rescue and offered to help type it if Vin gave him his notes. That proved easier said than done when Ezra realized he couldn't make heads or tails out of Vin's handwriting. So, for the rest of the day, Vin read his notes to Ezra and the undercover agent typed. The report was finally done with only a few minutes to spare as Vin waited impatiently for it to print. Josiah had to physically restrain Vin from kicking the printer when it didn't go fast enough. Chris decided it was better if he just took Vin home and dragged the wiry younger man out of the office. He handed Vin the keys to his truck knowing driving would help Vin unwind. But now Chris decided this was a bad idea as Vin slammed the steering wheel."Damn!" Vin yelled.
"Careful there, pard," Chris said turning to Vin. "Just relax. We'll be here awhile."
"I know," Vin sighed. "Just wanted to get on the open road and go for a ride."
"I can give you a ride," Chris said with a smile.
"What?" Vin asked in shock as Chris slid over to him. This was one time Chris was glad he had insisted on the bench seat.
Chris unbuckled Vin's seat belt and slowly slid his hands over Vin's chest. Vin began to squirm and look around.
"Relax," Chris said as he unbuttoned Vin's jeans. "The windows are tinted. No one can see in."
"But Chris," Vin protested.
"Shut up Tanner," Chris said as he finished with the zipper on Vin's jeans and wriggled his fingers through the opening on Vin's boxers.
Chris laughed when Vin gave a little yelp as Chris eased his hardening cock out the opening. Chris began to stroke it and smiled as Vin groaned. He leaned over and took Vin's cock into his mouth. Chris could feel Vin buck against him as he began to suck and nip along Vin's throbbing member. Chris was enjoying himself when he heard Vin call his name.
"Chris!"
"Almost there, cowboy," Chris smiled. "Just hold on."
"No, Chris, stop," Vin moaned. "A state trooper is walking towards us."
Chris looked up to see Vin's eyes were wide in panic. Just like a deer caught in the headlights. Chris chuckled evilly and continued were he left off. Vin began to squirm and tried to push him away but Chris wasn't having any of it. Chris felt Vin's hips thrust towards him and knew Vin was to the point of no return.
"Oh God, Chris, he's coming!" Vin cried.
"He isn't the only one," Chris laughed.
Vin couldn't believe Chris was doing this. What had he done to deserve this? Vin was in a panic as he watched the trooper get closer but he didn't want Chris to stop. It felt so good what his lover was doing and he figured he could die a happy man. Vin was panting harder from the fear of being caught and from the pleasure Chris was inflicting. He felt that familiar tingle down his spine as he shot his load into Chris's mouth. Chris sucked him dry and Vin slumped against the seat.
"Better get you tucked in," Chris commented as he pushed Vin's flaccid cock back into his pants. "We got company."
"Shit!" Vin cursed, having forgotten about the trooper.
Chris laughed as Vin batted his hands away and got everything back in just as the trooper rapped on the window. Vin jumped a mile and froze. Chris had to lower the window from his side when Vin just sat there.
"Everything all right?" the trooper asked when he saw Vin was panting and turning red.
"Told him not to turn off the air conditioner," Chris said. "This summer sun heats up a black truck like this even at this time of afternoon."
"Yeah, it sure can," he smiled. "He gonna be alright?"
"Yup, soon as we get the air conditioner back on."
"Just was walking down to let everyone know we're pushing them off to the shoulder and off the exit ramp," the trooper said. "Should be moving in a minute."
"Thank you," Chris smiled as he shut the window and looked at Vin. "Better start the truck or he'll get suspicious."
"Fuck you, Larabee!" Vin cursed as he turned the ignition and the truck came to life.
"Anytime, anywhere," Chris said, and smiled at the evil look Vin gave him.
The End