This is DebraC's Moonridge auction story. She asked for Bottom!Blair and handcuffs. She has agreed for it to be posted immediately. The B/m is again in the past, as with Horse Dreams.

Thanks to Sheila and Tamy for beta help. Thanks to Caro for not just beta'ing, but also pushing me to rewrite and make this even better, particularly in terms of POV. She also helped make Dom a realistic character. Contains the usual type of ALF kink.

This story is a sequel to: Horse Dreams

"So, Chief," Jim began, from his position sprawled on the couch.

Blair, who was slumped back against the detective's chest, groaned. He recognized that voice all too well. It was Jim's 'I'm going to interrogate you now' tone. "Yeah, babe?" He pretended ignorance, despite knowing exactly what was coming, and it wasn't him.

"Are you going to tell me about you and Rueben and Dominic now?" Jim asked, fully aware of his lover's attempted subterfuge.

Blair squirmed a little in Jim's arms, which did nothing but good things to both their libidos and Blair suddenly smirked. Perhaps he could distract the big guy and save himself from telling the story. Since seeing his partner with Rueben, he had lost all interest in telling Jim about his own experiences with the horse. The spectacle of Jim getting fucked by the huge stallion had been the stuff of fantasies for a long time. The promise to spill his own exploits had been a handy ploy to persuade Jim to give in to his desires.

"Why do you want to know now?" Blair asked, squirming a little more.

Jim's arms tightened around him, stopping the movement against his easily roused cock. "Stop trying to distract me, Wolf Boy," he growled.

"What did you call me?" Blair demanded, trying to get indignant, but only succeeding in laughing.

But Jim refused to be distracted from his goal. It was a trait Blair normally loved in his partner, particularly when he saw it in action on the job, but right now it was merely annoying.

"Tell me the story," the detective demanded.

Sighing, knowing he couldn't refuse Jim in this mood, Blair capitulated.

The nineteen-year-old Blair had just graduated from Rainier and was at loose ends, left in Cascade while his older friends went on expeditions or home to their families. Blair was considered too young for the trips overseas and Naomi had gone on a retreat for several weeks. Then he had met Dominic, being introduced by a friend at a party one night.

Dominic Castellao was in his late forties, but looked much younger. He was six foot two and built. He also exuded an air of authority without seeming pushy or domineering. For Blair, it had been lust at first sight. They had started chatting and Blair mentioned he was looking for a job for the summer.

The older man had cast an assessing gaze over the young man in front of him. "How do you like farm work, son?" he asked kindly.

"I don't mind it," Blair answered readily. "I spent time on communes and farms with my mom when I was growing up."

Dominic nodded once. "I need someone to help out on my property while my ranch hand recovers from a broken leg. If you work out okay, the job's yours for the summer. You get free room and board with the job. You can stay with me tonight and I'll show you around tomorrow."

"Yes sir," Blair said eagerly, surprising himself with the 'sir', but somehow, he sensed the other man approved of his respectful tone.

They had left the party together, after Blair told a couple of people where he was going, making a stop at the house where Blair was staying to pick up his meager possessions. Blair had been surprised to find Dominic drove a 4 x 4, having half-expected a BMW or something equally flashy. The jeep was a smooth ride, though, and Blair had dozed off once they had gotten onto the highway out of Cascade.

"So, you ended up working for him?" Jim asked as Blair paused in his story.

Blair nodded. "Yeah, Dominic was a good guy. At first, all I did was work on the ranch. He had three horses and they were easy to take care of. The rest of the time, I was free to do what I wanted. I spent most of the time in the library."

Jim laughed. "No change there, huh, Darwin?" he teased. "So when did things develop?"

Blair paused to elbow Jim's ribs before continuing his story.

Blair's attraction for Dominic had not abated in the weeks he had been working on the ranch. Instead, it had grown. With typical teenage horniness, the young graduate had been masturbating whenever he could, usually to fantasies about the cool businessman he was working for. Blair's sexuality had never been a problem for him. Although he had gone on one or two token dates with girls, he pretty much knew that he was gay, rather than bisexual at an early age. Naomi had been typically cool about it, dispensing advice on safe sex and directing him to a couple of books to cover any questions she hadn't answered satisfactorily for him.

One evening, Dominic had sat beside Blair on the couch, where the younger man was reading. Blair had immediately put the book aside and sat up straighter when he noticed the serious look on the other man's face.

"What's wrong?" Blair asked hesitantly.

Dominic had put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, Blair," he smiled reassuringly. "I think we should have a talk about things."

Blair paused in his recitation to go to the bathroom and returned to find Jim holding out a beer to him. He accepted gratefully and took a swig to clear his dry throat.

"So that's when we became lovers," Blair explained.

Jim nodded thoughtfully. "Didn't it occur to him that maybe you had a serious case of hero worship or needed a father figure in your life?"

"Of course," Blair agreed. "We discussed that several times, but I made him realize that what I felt was totally different from anything I might feel for a father. He took some convincing, but in the end he agreed I knew my own mind and feelings."

"So when did the thing with Rueben happen?"

Blair thought back. "Not for a long time," he said, voice growing softer as he got lost in old memories. "At the end of the summer, the ranch hand with the broken leg had healed, but decided to go travelling with some friends, so I agreed to stay on. Not that I took a lot of persuading," Blair added dryly.

Jim grinned. "I can imagine, Chief."

"So anyway," Blair continued. "I decided to stay on, and defer going back to Rainier for my Master's for a while. It wasn't as if there was any big rush for me to sign up for it, as I was still so young. Dominic and I got closer and closer, and the relationship developed quite slowly. He didn't even - uh," Blair paused, suddenly feeling a little tongue-tied.

"Make love?" Jim suggested helpfully.

Blair sighed. "I was gonna say fucked me, but yeah, made love to me until we'd been together six months."

Jim tilted Blair's head so he could look into his partner's eyes. "Listen, Chief, despite what either of us has said in the past, we've both loved other people. Just not the way we love each other. And there's nothing wrong with that."

"Thanks for being so understanding," Blair said with a smile.

Jim grinned back at his lover. "Hey, I may not have been your first, kiddo, but I know I'll be your last. That's all that matters."

"Kiddo!" Blair growled at the use of the nickname, which Jim knew he hated. "Way to ruin a tender moment there, Jim."

Jim just smirked. "So, how did Dominic bring up the subject of you and Rueben?"

"You won't give this up, will you?" Blair asked half-annoyed, half-amused at Jim's tenacity.

Jim just sat there, waiting.

Blair drifted back into memories again.

"Blair, I've got something I'd like to ask you about," Dominic was leaning against the door to the stable, watching his young lover clean out the stalls. He was wearing cut off shorts and nothing else, in deference to the unseasonable warmth of the day, knowing that Dominic couldn't help but admire the sight.

Blair glanced round briefly, but continued with his task. "Yeah, man?"

Dominic pushed off from the doorframe and strolled across to the other man, putting his arms around Blair's waist and licking at an ear lobe as he did so. "Put the rake down," he ordered softly.

"So that was when he asked you?" Jim prompted, when Blair's recitation stopped.

Blair nodded. "He, uh, he asked me in the middle of sex," he confirmed. "I thought it was just a tactic to get me off, you know? I was kinda shocked when I realized he meant it."

"Isn't that illegal?" Blair looked up into Dominic's face, chewing his bottom lip, concerned with what he'd just heard.

"Are you going to tell anyone, because I'm sure as hell not going to," Dominic shot back.

Blair frowned. "Who would I tell, Dom? You know I only ever go anywhere with you. I don't see my old friends to talk to anymore."

"Well if you've had enough of the old fart, you can easily move on. Detach with love, isn't that what you said Naomi called it?"

Blair looked hurt. "That wasn't what I meant," he protested. "I was just saying...."

Dominic interrupted. "And I'm just saying, if you don't want to do it, Blair, just say so. I'm not gonna force you here, or anything."

"Can I think about it?" Blair asked.

Dominic kissed his cheek. "Course you can, baby." He grinned, good humor restored, knowing now that Blair's capitulation was imminent.

"Do-mm," Blair whined. "You know I hate it when you call me that!"

A swat landed on Blair's rear. "Tough luck, baby." Dominic grinned again. "Now hurry up and finish in here, so I can bring the horses in, okay?" And with another quick swat to Blair's ass, he was gone.

"So when did it actually happen?" Jim asked, interested with this insight into his partner's past.

"Uh, about a week later, I guess," Blair said. "I agreed, as Dom knew I would, and he spent a couple of days getting me ready for it mentally, then on the day itself, there was all the physical preparation. He made it into kind of a ritual, almost."

"Alright, Blair, just try to relax," Dominic stroked sweaty curls from his lover's neck and kissed the skin, then sucked hard, leaving a mark behind. He crooned to Blair reassurances, telling him beautiful he was and how well he was doing.

Blair wriggled a little on the bed, where he was lying face down, pillows under his hips to elevate his ass for Dominic's attentions. He was excited, nervous and hornier than he could remember being, except perhaps when Dominic had taken him for the first time. He moaned a little as he felt the tube for the enema slide into his lubed passage, but took a deep breath and relaxed as he blew it out, allowing the muscle to accept the intrusion easily. The feelings were familiar, as he and Dominic had gone through this process many times before. The end result, however, would be different.

Once the water had all drained into Blair and a butt plug was inserted, he was rolled to his side, and Dominic spooned behind him, rubbing his belly to soothe the minor cramps. His lover's other hand played with Blair's erection briefly, then a cock ring was snapped into place. Blair shivered a little, knowing it would be a while before he got to come.

After Dominic deemed sufficient time had passed, he assisted Blair into the bathroom, then left him alone, going back into the bedroom to ensure that everything was in place, allowing his lover some privacy. Blair returned a few minutes later and resumed his position face down on the bed. Another pillow was added to those already under his hips, raising his ass still further.

Blair relaxed into the soft cotton of the sheets, enjoying the cool material against his heated flesh. He sighed a little as he felt two slick fingers slip easily into him, testing his passage. Blair couldn't help humping against the pillows under him a little, even though he knew his still-bound cock had no chance of relief. Being filled just felt so good. He couldn't help wondering how it would feel from the other side, but knew it was something Dominic would never allow. That allowed him to slip back from the edge a little, his arousal dying. It wouldn't be long before he left the security of Dominic's home to return to Rainier and start his Master's degree.

A third finger pushing inside him jolted Blair back into the moment, and he moaned at the increased fullness. The fingers scissored and stretched him, but skillfully avoided his prostate. Then they were gone, leaving him momentarily empty. Before he had a chance to do more than acknowledge the emptiness, though, the fingers returned, this time four of them crowding his channel, making Blair squirm at the sensation. For a moment, it was almost too much, then he felt the muscles relax again, and the pressure eased inside him. Almost immediately, Blair drew in a deep breath as the thumb wiggled its way inside him and the over-filled feeling returned. Dominic was skilled at this too, and knew exactly how to move and where, brushing Blair's prostate in a move guaranteed to distract the younger man from the pressure of the hand inside him.

Dominic's fist worked inside Blair's body, making them both pant and moan. Eventually, it seemed Dominic judged Blair to be ready, and he withdrew his arm, quickly replacing it with an extremely large dildo. While Blair recovered from the sexual and emotional high enough to be able to move and walk, he could hear Dominic jerking himself off. "You're so responsive, Blair, so good.... Love how you do what you tell me... Can't wait to see Rueben covering you, filling that sweet ass of yours, this is gonna be soo good baby."

Dominic stroked down Blair's back. The younger man lay still now, breathing almost normal, skin gleaming with sweat. "Time to move, baby," he said softly, a commanding tone in his voice.

Blair looked up. "Oh man, you're kidding, right?" he muttered in disbelief.

"Gotta get you to the stables, remember?" Dominic held out a hand and assisted Blair to his feet. Grabbing a pair of cut offs, he eased them up Blair's legs, only fastening one button to keep them in place. The head of Blair's cock was visible over the top of the waistband, red and slick with pre-come.

Blair stepped into his tennis shoes, then followed Dominic from the small room in the old ranch hand's quarters, down to the stable, where Rueben waited alone, tethered in his stall. Blair stood just inside the doorway, until Dominic urged him over to an empty stall. An old blanket hung on the bars.

"Stand here, hold here," Dominic instructed briskly, positioning Blair's body how he wanted it. He pulled the cut offs down to Blair's ankles, leaving them pooled there. Blair stood submissively, accepting his lover's instructions passively.

He listened to Dominic bring Rueben out of his stall, hearing the older man croon to the horse in a voice he never used on Blair. 'Definitely time to move on,' Blair told himself, as he waited.

"Spread your legs as far as you can." Dominic's voice behind him startled him a little, but he obediently spread his legs, kicking off his shorts when they restricted his movement. Dominic nudged his legs even further apart, almost to the point of pain. Then he pulled the butt plug free, making Blair jump and moan.

A slap to his ass reminded him to hold still, so he stood there pliantly, waiting for what came next. A couple of minutes later, the horse was positioned over him and he felt the intrusion of Rueben's extremely large cock into his stretched, sensitive passage. Blair couldn't help moaning at the feeling of the huge thing ramming into him, making him feel like he was going to split in half. It was unlike anything else he had experienced, even Dominic's fist hadn't felt this big inside him. The passage of the cock into his ass was relentless and unstopping. By the end, Blair was whimpering and tears ran down his face. He couldn't believe how full he felt. But at the same time, the cock was exerting steady pressure on his prostate, stimulating him in a way he hadn't imagined possible.

Blair caught sight of Dom out of the corner of his eye, hard again, leaning against the adjoining stall as he worked his cock, panting at the sight of the horse fucking his young lover. He was working his cock in the same rhythm that the horse was using to thrust into and out of Blair, fisting himself almost roughly, until Blair saw him come hard, semen shooting onto the hay. His position seemed to remind him that Blair's cock was still restrained, and he reached forward and released the straining organ.

Blair panted and moaned, pain forgotten in the blitz of pleasure on his nerve endings. Feeling his cock finally sprung from its leather prison, he knew he would climax on the next push into him. Shoving a hand in his mouth, not wanting to howl and cause Rueben to crush him, he bit down hard as he felt the pressure on his prostate return. Body jerking uncontrollably, the come poured from him in hard spurts, soaking the blanket in front of him. Seconds later, he was relieved to feel the horse reach its own climax. Blair allowed his body to collapse against the fence, supporting him while he could no longer support himself.

As soon as Blair paused in his recitation long enough to draw breath, Jim jumped him. Blair was pinned to the bed by 200 lbs of Sentinel, and a tongue thrust into his mouth. Blair wasn't complaining. Not that he could, but even if he could have complained, he wouldn't. He loved it when the primal panther side of his lover came out to play. Blair might be the Master in the relationship, but it didn't stop Jim taking the initiative in their love-making, even if Blair still ended up on top most of the time.

Jim sniffed, licked and bit his way down from Blair's mouth to his nipples. He couldn't believe how turned on his partner's story had gotten him, but he was so hard right now, he couldn't see straight. So he turned his brain off and let his spirit guide out to play, knowing Blair would enjoy seeing him so out of control.

Pinching a nipple with one hand, Jim fished in the nightstand drawer with the other, licking Blair's ear at the same time. Blair moaned happily, loving it when Jim multitasked in this way. Seconds later, a cuff slipped around one wrist and Blair moaned again, cock jumping in anticipation. Jim focussed on what he was doing, fastening the cuffs in place carefully, as ever not wanting to hurt his mate.

Cuffs secure, he kissed Blair again, tasting the other man's mouth thoroughly. Reaching for the lube under one pillow, he turned around to present his ass to his lover, kneeling over him on all fours. Sucking in Blair's cock to the root, he slipped one lubed finger into his own passage, making Blair howl under him. He smiled and hummed around his mouthful, listening to Blair yell again.

Blair panted hard, unbelievably turned on by the sight and feel of his lover. Unintelligible words and groans poured out of him and he gripped the chains of his cuffs, trying to hold still for his lover. When the hot mouth let his cock go with a slurp, he cried out in loss. Seconds later, he cried out again, as Jim turned around and, using one hand as a guide, slid down onto his dick, not stopping until Blair was balls-deep inside him.

They held the position for long seconds, eyes locked on each other, before Jim began to move. He rode Blair's cock with practiced ease, knowing exactly when and where to move to give them the most pleasure. He also knew exactly how to hold off the inevitable orgasm for what seemed like forever to Blair, who couldn't get enough leverage to thrust and thus bring about his completion.

Jim paused, gaze still locked on Blair, and took his own cock in hand. As he gave a rough stroke to his erection, he spoke for the first time.

"Come for me, Blair," he said softly. With a howl, Blair did just that, pouring his come into his lover's passage, even as Jim poured his over Blair's chest and stomach.

When Blair next opened his eyes, his wrists were free and Jim was licking him clean.

"Back with me, then?" Jim paused in his cleaning long enough to smile up at Blair, then resumed tonguing the hair around one nipple.

Blair hummed contentedly, body still thrumming with the aftereffects of the mind-blowing orgasm. He laughed to himself, feeling fantastic.

"Blair?" Jim wasn't quite sure what to make of the laughter.

"Nothing, lover, nothing, I'm just happy," Blair said, pulling Jim to him for a kiss. Jim immediately responded, allowing Blair to taste himself in Jim's mouth.

When they drew apart, Blair encouraged Jim into his arms. "Thanks," he whispered.

"Love you," Jim responded with a smile, resting his head against Blair's chest. Gentle fingers caressed his hair.

"Love you too."

Seconds later, they slept.

The next day, as they were gathering their stuff together, in preparation for leaving, Jim brought up something that had aroused his curiosity the day before.

"So how'd you know that was the time Dominic decided that your relationship was almost over, Chief?"

"Huh?" Blair grunted unintelligibly, not really hearing the question. He was preoccupied with making sure that the bedroom was tidy, and that they were leaving nothing behind.

Jim repeated his question patiently. "Oh!" Blair tucked a curl behind his ear and thought about what he'd said the previous day. "You mean how he knew I was gonna leave him soon?" he clarified.

"That's right." Jim nodded, watching Blair chew his bottom lip as he thought, trying to ignore the way his cock stirred at the sight.

"Well, I'd always been up front about my previous relationships and the way Naomi brought me up," Blair said finally. "So he knew I wasn't real big about sticking with someone. And he knew how important it was to me that I go back to Rainier for my Master's at some point. I guess Dom recognized the signs of me beginning to kick the traces a little, he'd been with several other young men by that point and knew the pattern. I was growing up. I guess it was kind of inevitable, really."

"But you stayed friends," Jim noted.

Blair considered that. "Not at first, no. After we first broke up and I enrolled in the Master's program, we had no real contact for months. Then we bumped into each other, literally, at a fundraiser for the Anthro department and got to talking. After that, we started to keep in regular touch. And in the years since then, we've still stayed in touch, although it's got a lot more sporadic lately."

"Since you hooked up with me," Jim stated.

Blair nodded and zipped up his bag. "I think that's everything, man," he told Jim. "Since I hooked up with you," he agreed. "But we still exchange emails and the occasional letter or card and he always sends me a check on my birthday."

Jim put a hand on Blair's back and guided him out the bedroom. "So how'd he react when you told him you wanted to bring me here?"

Blair shrugged slightly, not wanting to dislodge Jim's hand. "He was fine with it. I've helped him out with Rueben and other guys in the past, so he knew he could trust me. As he happened to be away on business this weekend, it seemed like the ideal opportunity."

Jim stopped dead in the hallway. "You helped him with Rueben and other guys?" he demanded.

"Chill, Jim," Blair paused and turned to look at his partner, recognizing the insecurity for what it was. "It was years ago, before I met you, when Dom and I first got friendly again, it only happened a couple of times."

Jim started walking again. "Right," he said, somewhat relieved to hear that Blair was talking about ancient history. "Let's just go home, huh, Chief? I have a real craving to be back in the loft right now."

Blair pulled Jim forward for a kiss. "I'm not going to leave you, Jim," he assured his partner. "If my still having contact with Dom bothers you that much, I can break it off, no problem. You matter to me far more than he ever did."

Jim shrugged, trying to look nonchalant, rather than needy. "I know you love me, Chief," he said. "I don't want you to abandon all your old friends or stop seeing people now that we're together, I trust you."

"I know, Big Guy, I know," Blair said tenderly, arms around Jim. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable, though. I love you so much and I don't want to do anything to hurt you. This coming here like this was a bad idea, it was a silly fantasy, I should have thought about this and how it would look to you."

"Blair," Jim shook him a little. "Blair, it's okay. Let's just go home, all right? You can reassure me how much you love me by nailing me to the mattress."

Blair laughed a little at that. "Not a problem, Tough Guy, not a problem at all." He groped Jim's ass and pecked him quickly on a cheek, then ran for the front door, suddenly eager to get home. Jim followed, laughing as well, glad he had Blair in his life and feeling certain that it was forever, in a way he hadn't before.

End Horse Memories by ALF: andi@populli.net