Mark eased his palms up off Sean's shaft, letting only his fingers run along the soft skin of his hardening cock. He worried Sean's reaction was from his rough calluses. Keeping his fingers light, Mark's hands shook a little beneath the water. He'd only ever touched his own. Touching Sean's made him realize just how soft and warm it felt. When he squeezed it, he could feel Sean's racing heartbeat pulsing in it. Sean's heels pressed hard against the rim of the tub, his exposed thigh muscles flexing hard as he eased his shoulders out of the water to keep from drowning. The pleasured look on Sean's face was intoxicating. He'd never seen how good pleasure looked on someone. His fingers trailed down the shaft and down over his balls. Cupping them to feel them out with massaging fingers that pressed snuggly into the loose skin there. Sean's hands splashed out of the tub, gripping the sides until his knuckles turned white. His head tilted back as he gasped out between clenched teeth. "Oh my god..." Mark listened to his heavy breaths, smirking when Sean breathlessly strained out. "Oh... Fuck..."

Sliding his hands back over the tenting cock, Mark moved his fingers through the patch of thick curly dark hair that surrounded the towering shaft. His hands pressing down as Sean's hips bucked up. He couldn't help feeling like he was soothing a restless animal. The water churned as Sean shifted and squirmed to grind his hips against his hands. When he moved his hands up to hold Sean's waist, Sean uttered out in a throaty whine. "Don't stop." Swallowing, Mark glanced down as his own cock beneath the water. All Sean's moaning was starting to affect him. Resisting the urge to rub himself against Sean, he instead moved closer to keep Sean from sliding back into the water. He worried that in his blissful state that he'd slip under the surface. However, moving closer had put his own groin closer to Sean than he intended. A soft hiss leaving him as he felt his cock nestle against the plump flesh of Sean's ass. A grin pulled at Sean's lips, a light breathy chuckle leaving him as he said nervously. "You feel... big. You know... I think..." Stroking his hands along Sean's ribcage, he shushed out to him comfortingly. "I'm not gonna put it inside you. I'm just... feeling you."

Sean peered at him out of the side of his eyes, giving him such a innocently relieved tinge of a smile. Giving him a smile in return, Mark stroked his hands back to Sean's hips. His fingers easing around to feel his firm rounded ass. His ass cheeks felt small in his large hands. Unable to stop himself from giving them a tender squeeze, he chuckled as Sean squealed and shifted upright. For a long moment they stared into each other's eyes, before Sean's wet hands moved off the edge of the tub to cup Mark's chin. Mark stiffened, afraid to move. Sean's bright blue eyes glinted in the dim oil lamp light, before he closed them and pressed his chilled lips to his. Mark's hands eased up Sean's back, feeling ever lean muscle of his smooth back. Upon reaching his shoulder blades, Mark's fingers pressed into the skin a bit roughly, wanting to pull Sean closer. Sean's legs splashed into the tub, his hips shifting up onto Mark's lap as he pressed his chest to his. Their kiss deepening as their tongues sought each other out. The sensation of Sean's hard cock pressing to his, brought a throaty moan into their kiss.

Sean held him into the kiss, his hips squirming just enough to grind against him. The shameful moans that left Mark made his cheeks burn. His nails pressing into Sean's shoulders hard enough to leave marks. Sean winced into the kiss but didn't stop. His hands venturing from Mark's chin, slowly down his neck and chest. Then his fingers skimmed Mark's stomach, the tips feeling how Mark inhaled sharply. Sean distracted Mark with a few lighter kisses, before deepening the kiss again and sliding his fingers down into his thick pubic hair. The sudden invasion, causing Mark to break the kiss with a gasp for air. Mark's hands dropped back to Sean's waist, holding him gingerly. When Sean's hands carefully curled around Mark's raging cock, Mark lowered his mouth to Sean's shoulder and moaned against his skin. Sean kissed Mark's ear lightly, whispering to him. "Is this ok?" Parting his lips, Mark grazed his teeth over Sean's shoulder and in a deep husky voice he breathed out. "Yes..." Sean kissed a spot just under Mark's ear, causing a shiver to run down Mark's spine.

With a little giggle, Sean asked him casually. "My farmer hands aren't too rough for you?" Mark shook his head, his lips sliding along Sean's shoulder. After a little kiss, Mark told him in that same beautiful deep voice. "They feel nice." Blushing, Sean mumbled out. "I can barely get hand around yours... Even with my long fingers." Mark's lips smiled against his skin, one of his hands easing along Sean's hipbone to his lap. Wrapping his fingers around Sean's, he stroked him a little, listening to Sean moan into his ear. When Sean stopped stroking him to enjoy his attention, Mark pulled his own cock against his and stroked them both together. He couldn't get his fingers around both comfortably, but with both hands he could. Sean jerked on his lap, his long slender arms wrapping around him tightly as he muffled moans into his neck. He could feel Sean's cock pulsing against his, his hips thrusting wildly into him. The closer Sean got, the sharper and higher his moans became. Each moan, giving Mark chills and turning him on. Resorting to one hand, Mark wrapped his other around Sean's waist to hold him steady.

His other hand speeding up to finish him. Sean's nails clawed at Mark's back, his breath hitching as he cried out. Mark jerked, his back arching as he felt Sean's cock lurch and spray sperm into the water between them. His own shots of sperm joining his. Mark milked him a little longer to make sure he was empty, stopping only when Sean jerked and began to push his hand off with a giggle. His body limply slumping against him as he tried to catch his breath. Wrapping his arms around him, he held Sean close and kissed his neck lovingly. Sean hummed, his forehead resting against his neck now. He sounded like he was drifting off. Patting his sides, Mark told him reluctantly. "Sean? We should clean up and get to bed. We've got a long day tomorrow... and it's been a long day." Sean nodded but didn't move. Chuckling to himself, Mark stiffly coaxed him to start moving. After a good rinse, Mark pulled Sean from the tub before he fell out. Wrapping him in towel, Mark escorted him out into the hall. The hallway was barren of people, most having gone to their room for the night. Glaring at the open door to Nate's room, he saw him drinking and reading something on the bed.

Upon hearing them, Nathan lazily turned his head and flashed him a wicked grin. Mark scowled at Nate, then his heart sank as Sean pulled from him to enter the room. Heading straight for the bed. Nathan scooted over on the bed, letting Sean drop across it. Stepping in reluctantly, Mark set Sean's clothes down. With a soft whistle, Nathan drew his attention and tossed him a room key, telling him coolly. "Bob and Wade are sharing the room next door. Yours is by them." Looking over the key with a heavy heart, he growled out to him. "Don't leave him alone again. And don't you touch him." Nathan rolled his eyes, uttering out unfazed. "Don't forget to shut the door on your way out." Forcing himself to leave the room, Mark headed down the hall to his room. Once inside, he set his clothes out and slipped into the bed with a gun under his pillow. He usually liked sleeping alone, but he didn't feel that way now. He felt anxious leaving Sean alone with Nathan. Jealous maybe? Shaking his head, he turned his head to face the window and tried to go asleep with a heavy sigh.

He had been sleeping pretty good despite the creaking of beds and soft moans. Up until he heard his own door click and creak open. His eyes opening, Mark gripped the handle of his gun under the pillow and waited. The door closed with a soft click and Mark seized his chance. Whipping around, he raised his gun, pressing the barrel to a man's bare chest. The man dropped his clothes and breathed out in a familiar nervous voice. "Mark?" Mark quickly lowered the gun, asking sleepily. "Sean? What the fuck are doing? I almost..." Sean pried off his towel, the sight of Sean's pale naked body in the moonlight, making his heart skip as he gulped. Crawling into bed beside him, Sean yawned out. "Nate pushed me off the bed in his sleep. And he's a blanket hog... I'm cold." Slipping the gun back under his pillow, Mark lifted the blanket for him. Sean slipped in quickly, snuggling up on his side and trying to drift off quickly. His sleepy voice cooing out. "Thank you, Mark..." A feeling of relief filled Mark as he turned on his side. Sean was trying to sleep on the edge of the mattress. Far from him.

Reaching out, Mark curled an arm around his waist and pulled him to the center of the mattress. Sean's cold back pressing against his warm one. Sean giggled quietly, his hand rubbing Mark's arm as it rested over him. Kissing Sean's neck, Mark whispered to him. "You're welcome. Try and get some sleep." Snuggling back against him, Sean relaxed, and Mark fell asleep with him tightly cuddled in his arms. Just before dawn and the rooster's crow, a woman squealing, and moaning woke Mark with a start. While he let himself process what he heard, he took in Sean's sleeping form. At some point in the night, Mark had rolled to his back and Sean had draped himself over him. He could feel his leg trapped between Sean's long legs; his soft cock pressed firmly to his thigh. Sean's hand sleepily pet his chest, but he didn't wake. Placing his hand on Sean's to still it, Mark kissed Sean's forehead. Sean hummed in his sleep, his hips shifting against him more. The sight of Sean's ruffled hair bringing a smile to his face. Going to bed with wet hair had allowed it to dry in cute strands that stood off his head.

Stroking his hair to flatten it out, he chuckled when it sprang back up. Sean opened his eyes to the sound. His blue eyes so bright in the early morning light. Stretching, he asked sleepily. "What is so funny?" Brushing Sean's hair back from his eyes, he shrugged out nicely. "Nothing. Did you sleep alright?" Sean nodded, closing his eyes again. A blush burned Mark's cheeks when he felt Sean's cock surge and harden against him. Sean's eyes shot open, jerking up off him and pressing the blanket over his tenting erection. Wincing, Sean whined out. "Sorry I... It..." Chuckling, Mark stretched and told him warmly. "You don't need to explain. I have one too." Sean blushed, avoiding his eyes now as he mumbled out. "Ya... I just... I don't..." Sitting up, Mark cupped Sean's shoulders and kissed a spot on the back of his neck tenderly. Sean eased back into it, allowing Mark to whisper over his shoulder. "I don't do this normally either. It's ok. I'm glad I did this with you." Bowing his head, Sean hummed so softly, then asked shyly. "So... What does this mean? Are we...? After last night... I assume..."

Slipping from the bed, Mark bit his lip and started to dress himself. Avoiding Sean's eyes when he told him coolly. "I enjoyed what we did last night. I... I have strong feelings about you." Sean's voice sounded grim when he slipped in casually. "But... you don't want to tell anyone." Mark turned slowly to meet his eyes, but this time Sean looked away to avoid his. A sad expression on his face. Leaning back against the wall, Mark scuffed his boot on the floor and told him reluctantly. "Yes. It's just that... I know how people would react... I couldn't bear to watch what they'd do to you. What they'd do to me, I wouldn't want you to see. It's not for the faint of heart... trust me." Sean's eyes slowly met his, before he got up. The blanket falling to reveal him in the nude. Picking up his hat, Mark placed it on his head, letting the brim block his view of Sean. Sean walked over, leaning to peer up under the brim as he told him calmly. "I do trust you. If you want us to keep this between us. I'm ok with it." Grabbing the brim of the hat, Sean pushed it up and stepped in to kiss him. The kiss was light and loving. It filled Mark with warmth and made him feel better.

When a knock came at his door, they broke the kiss seconds before Wade burst in and rushed out. "Mark! Sean is missing!" As Wade took in Sean's naked body, he cleared his throat and shrugged out embarrassed. "Looks like you found him..." Mark tugged off his hat, blocking Sean's nude lower half as Wade called out down the hall. "He's here, Nate! No worries." Sean took Mark's hat scrambling to hide around the bed as Bob rushed into the doorway and informed Mark curtly. "Good. As I was going to tell Nate this. I was talking to the farrier earlier. He thinks he knows who made the shipment of guns. You wanna head over and talk to him?" Mark nodded, moving to the door to close it as he told them. "Ya. Get the horses ready. I'll be down in a minute." Closing the door, Mark turned and blushed out to Sean. "You want your pants?" He could barely see Sean behind the bed, but he nodded and pleaded out shyly. "Please." Snatching up his pants, Mark tossed them onto the bed. To Be Continued...