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)