Renegade Ass by The Chesire Cat
Disclaimer: Warning! Warning! Ah-oo-ga! Ah-oo-ga! This story contains graphic m/m sex, mild domination, no beatings. If this slash does not appeal to you or if you are not of the legal age wherever you may be, GO AWAY! I mean it. If you are of legal age, proceed at your own risk. This story is based on borrowed characters from the TV show "Renegade." They are borrowed not mine! They belong to the writers, producers, and general TV type people who I thank. For those of you who haven't seen the show, it stars Lorenzo Lamas (gorgeous!). It's too bad he's not as well known. I'm sure he'd be the fantasy of a lot of more people. It co-stars Richard Branscombe as Bobby Sixkiller, and he's one big Indian! This story does not reflect the feelings/actions of the stars (at least not that I know of). Feel free to distribute this story among consenting adults. I wrote it for my pleasure and hope others can gain pleasure from it.
P.S. This story takes place during the first episode just after Reno Raines (Lamas) had been framed for murder and captured by Bobby Sixkiller.
Reno just watched as Bobby called in to Dutch Dixon that he'd been caught. He struggled against the handcuffs, knowing that if he wasn't free, he couldn't prove it was Dutch who was responsible for putting Val in a coma and had arranged Buzzy Berel's murder. Bobby finished his call and sat down across from Reno.
"All we have to do now is wait. I'm collecting twenty grand for your ass. You must have really ticked Dixon off to make him hire me."
"Dixon's a crooked cop. He set me up and his own partner, Berrel."
"Yeah, right. I've heard it all. I'm sure you'll be a big smash in prison. I wonder how many prisoner's are gonna want to fuck that muscular, candy ass of yours before they kill you. I'm sure you know ex-cops aren't very popular in there."
Reno just laid back in defeat, knowing Val, his fiancee, would probably die. Her real killer, not just the slime that pulled the trigger, Hog Adams, would go free, and he would die. As Reno leaned his head back and closed his eyes, Bobby took the oppurtunity to examine his bounty. He was about thrity five, devastatingly handsome, especially with his five o'clock shadow, and well toned. His muscles were big enough to be in shape but small enough to look natural and extremely well defined. Bobby had no doubt this boy could move like a panther. He was just the type Bobby went for. Bobby was a top and loved nothing more than having another obvious top, like Reno, play bottom to him. Reno was a wanted man, and Bobby usually let the courts deal with guilt and innocence, but there was something wrong with this picture. He certainly didn't trust Dixon, and this guy didn't seem like a killer.
Bobby decided to test his captive. He'd done this kind of test before, because he'd invented it. It was an aggression test. If the prisoner could handle being a bottom to him, he was innocent. Most killers are far to dominant to ever succumb to being the one controlled.
"Are you telling me the truth?" Bobby asked, baiting the hook.
"Yes," said Reno with hope in his eyes.
"Prove it to me."
"How am I supposed to do that while I'm handcuffed and most likely dead as soon as you hand me over to Dixon. I'll never make it to trial. He won't risk it."
"If you prove it, I'll help keep you out of Dixon's hands."
"How?"
"Suck me," Bobby calmly stated. It wasn't a question or a joke. He meant it.
"What?!" Reno asked, shaking his head. He couldn't really be demanding a sex for freedom. It wasn't as if he'd never fucked a guy, but he was always the one getting sucked or doing the fucking. He'd never been a bottom, and he was supposed to marry Val.
"It's the only way you can convince me."
Reno knew Bobby meant business. This was his only chance. Reno decided to go with it. Bobby was certainly attractive, and it might be a good experiance. Besides, it was the only way he'd get Dixon. Reno nodded his head in surrender to Bobby, and Bobby smiled hungrily.
Bobby began taking off his two thousand dollar suit and locked the door. His mobile home had special one way windows just for this purpose. Naked, he ordered Reno on his knees. He left Reno dressed and cuffed. He wasn't risking Reno's betraying him in any form. Reno shifted from a sitting position to kneeling and scooted over to Bobby. He was about to ask how he was supposed to do this cuffed, but Bobby answered by pulling his long hair. The pain caused him to gasp, and Bobby shoved his seven inches all the way in.
Bobby kept both hands clamped to Reno's head and hair. He roughly pumped in and out of Reno's virgin throat as Reno gagged. He pulled out giving Reno a chance to breathe and looked down at him.
"You're gonna have to do better than that to squeeze the cum from my balls. You'd better start really sucking on it and watch your teeth. A virgin throat only makes up for so much sloppiness to a blow job, bitch. I suggest you also learn to breathe through your nose."
Reno looked up and knew there was no turning back. He could only hope to get Bobby to cum quickly, so he leaned forward and began kissing Bobby's cock. Bobby smiled as Reno licked it from base to head, making up for inexperiance with sensuality. Reno began sucking Bobby again. It wasn't so bad this time, since Bobby wasn't forcing his way in roughly. Reno was even starting to enjoy it when he mastered how to keep from gagging on the man meat. He sucked for about fifteen minutes. By then, Bobby was steadily thrusting along with Reno's head, and Reno's mouth and chin were quite sore. It wasn't so much the sucking that was making Reno sore, it was Bobby's size. His dick was only seven inches, just above average, but it was extremely thick, thicker than Reno's own nine inches. Just when he thought he couldn't suck anymore, Bobby's cock jumped and sent shot after shot of semen into his mouth and throat. Reno attempted to pull back, but Bobby had clamped down on his head, again.
"That's it, baby. Keep sucking. Swallow my load. Swallow it all. I want you to milk me."
Reno had no choice but to swallow or choke. He gulped down the bitter male cheese as fast as he could. Bobby's nuts seemed to have an endless supply of it. Eventually, the flow died, but Bobby was still rock hard. Reno thought, 'Oh G-d! He's gonna make me suck it, again!' To his relief Bobby pulled back and began looking around the room.
Reno was a little confused, until Bobby found what he was looking for, a condom. Bobby grabbed Reno before he could protest and through him over the chair. There was a ring with a chain attached to the chair. Bobby attached it to Reno's cuffs, securing him to the chair. With Reno stomach down, ass in the air, Bobby pulled down Reno's jeans. He secured Reno's ankles to the chair with his jeans still around his ankles. Next, Bobby gagged him.
"You got me going, now I've got to finish it. It's takes me at least two cums to be satisfied, and I don't think you're able to suck me off, again."
Bobby pulled out some lubricant and spread it on Reno's hairless, puckered hole. Reno was fearful of the thought of that thick prick stretching his virgin hole. He was sure he'd be ripped apart. Bobby put one hand on Reno's writhing form, as the other lined up his dick with the pink opening. He began to steadily push forward, and Reno screamed. His ass was on fire. He had no idea his first time would be so painful. He wondered how other people dealt with the pain.
Reno was so tight, the tightest hole Bobby'd ever fucked, that it took him a full three minutes to fully penetrate him. Once all the way in, Bobby stopped, and let Reno get used to the feeling. As Reno's howls became gasps and moans, Bobby began slowly pumping in and out.
Soon, the pain lessened and was replaced by the pleasure of being filled. Bobby's cock was hitting Reno's prostate, sending wave upon wave of pleasure through him. Soon, Reno's cock stood at full mast, as well. Bobby reached under him with a greasy hand and began giving Reno a hand job. With each thrust, Reno's cock was pushed forward into Bobby's hand. With each thrust, Bobby's cock hit Reno's prostate gland.
The combination of pleasures was soon too much for Reno. With a grunt, he shot his load onto the chair beneath him and Bobby's hand. As Reno came, his ass became even tighter if that was possible. It gripped Bobby so hard, he came as well. Reno's cock continued to shoot streams across the floor, chair, and hand, while Bobby emptied himself in his ass.
As their orgasms subsided, Bobby carefully pulled out. A little blood leaked out of the previously virgin opening. He undid Reno's gag and restaints, not knowing what to expect. He knew Reno wasn't a killer, but Bobby might have to take a beating for the ass fuck he'd just given.
Reno stood up shakily. His ass was as sore as his mouth. He pulled up his jeans and turned to Bobby. To Bobby's surprise, Reno kissed him hard and passionately. Bobby enthusiastically returned the embrace, tasting himself in Reno's mouth. Reno explored Bobby's broad chest and muscled ass with his hands, until he pulled back, breaking the kiss. Bobby almost wanted to cry as Reno pulled away, until Reno spoke to him.
"Thanks, man. That was great. Next time though, I'm on top."
Bobby smiled and nodded. They both knew this was the beginning of a long and pleasurable relationship. Bobby made a vow, as they left the pick up point, twenty minutes before Dixon arrived, he would never let Dutch have Reno.
The End (for now anyway)