Date: Sun, 04 Dec 2005 16:15:35 -0800
From: Leather Cowboy <lthrcowboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cowboy Up!

"Damn," Clint thought to himself as he lifted his wide brimmed cowboy hat
and wiped his brow with his sweat soaked gloves, "it's fuckin hot out here.
Anyone who thinks it's a breeze being a cowhand has another thought comin."
Clint had been out on the range all day mending fences to keep the cattle on
the Star Bar ranch from roaming all over the country.  Clint had been at the
Star Bar for almost two years now and he generally enjoyed the hard physical
work and the impact it had on his body.  His waist had slimmed down to about
32" which fit his 6' frame good and his chest had grown to a riping 58" of
rippling muscle.  His hand roamed involuntarily over his hard pecs and
pinched the hardening nipple under his wet t-shirt.  Clint liked the feel of
his body and the pleasure every part of it gave him.  "Back to work,
Cowboy," he thought to himself as his mind started wandering to other more
erotic pleasures.

Clint had just finished planting yet another broken fence post when he
looked up and saw a cloud of dust heading in his direction.  "Probably
Shorty comin to see how I'm doin," he thought to himself.   Shorty was the
ranch manager and kept track of all the cowboys and work to be done.  He'd
been at the Star Bar for years and risen to his position through hard work
and persistence, and had the hard body to prove it.  Big muscled chest,
small waist, and strong firm legs .  He was a damn fine cowboy and all the
other men looked up to him.   Although he'd always been known as Shorty, no
one knew for sure why; he was actually over 6'6".

"Hot enough for you, cowboy?"  Shorty asked as he rode alongside Clint.
"Aint been so hot myself since I fucked a hot cutie a couple months back,"
he laughed as he dismounted.  Shorty was dressed like Clint in gloves and
broad brimmed cowboy hat.  Shorty didn't wear a shirt, though, and his
tanned muscled chest rippled under a layer of hair that only accentuated his
big nipples.

"Know what you mean, boss.  Hell of a hot one today," Clint laughed,
envisioning Shorty fucking some filly with the basket meat that was
obviously framed in the man's leather chaps.   "Aint been this hot myself in
a long time."

"Saddle up and let's get out of this sun for a while and cool off a bit,"
Shorty suggested.

Clint mounted his horse and followed behind, noticing the cowboy butt in
front of him.  "Damn, what an ass on that man," he thought.  Watching the
tight Wrangler's swaying in the saddle got his balls aching, thinking of
what nice globes of flesh lay right beneath the thin layer of material in
the saddle before him and what he'd like to do with them.

Shorty lead the way over a rise and down into a swale surrounded by trees
where he dismounted and stood under the cool shade.   "Not great, but
certainly better," he said as he took a gulp from the canteen he pulled from
the inside his saddle bag.

"Sure is," Clint agreed as he took a swallow from the canteen Shorty handed
him.  "Don't know how much longer I could have stayed out there. Hey Shorty,
I was wondering, how'd you get the nickname "Shorty?"  None of the men seem
to know for sure."

"Well, it's not because of the snake hangin between my legs," Shorty laughed
rubbing his gloved hand over his mound of flesh.  "Probably just the
opposite.  Men have usually been pretty envious of the pecker I sport."

"How much you packin?  Must be pretty impressive" Clint asked without
thinking and embarrassed he'd even said it.  He'd never meant to be so
obvious in his lust for cock, and wondering how his boss would take his
inquisitiveness.

"Take a look for yourself, cowboy, and let me know what you think," Shorty
said as he unzipped his jeans and pulled out the biggest cock Clint had seen
outside of the magazines he kept hidden under his bed.  The thing must have
been a good 10" soft and hung ominously from the slash of jeans.

"Damn," Clint sputtered, "Don't think I've ever seen a fucker that big soft.
   You must give the ladies a lot of pleasure with that monster."  Without
realizing it, Clint licked his lips and he began rubbing his own hardening
cock.

"Not nearly so much as the cowboys," Shorty grinned as he stepped toward
Clint and pinched his hard nipple and locked his lips tightly over the
cowboy's.  "Not nearly so much" he whispered as his tongue probed the mouth
of the man before him.

Clint moaned as the gloved hand pinched his tit hard and his tongue moved
out to probe the one that was pushing deep in his mouth.

"You wanna touch it cowboy?  Sure seems like it's getting you excited,"
Shorty said as his hand rubbed hard over Clint's now very hard and big cock.
  "I know you'd like to taste this slab of meat I got out."  He slowly
started to pump the big snake as he pushed down on Clint's shoulder, letting
him know what he wanted.

Clint fell to his knees, looking at the big one eyed snake at eye level.
Precum was flowing out of the slit and Clint stuck out his tongue and licked
it off.  It tasted sweet as his tongue started to circle around the big
head.  Shorty's hand pushed on the back of his head, urging him to take the
big head into his mouth.  Clint's mouth opened, and Shorty plopped the glans
inside.

"That's it, cowboy.  Suck on that dick head and get Shorty hard.  You know
you want this fucker all the way down your throat," he said as his hardening
dick slid farther back in Clint's wiling throat.  He did all he could to
open his windpipe to get the whole thing deep inside.  This man had one of
the best cock's he'd sucked in a long time, and Clint wanted every inch
offered.  He opened his jaw wide as the big dick slid in its entire length.

"Oh, man, you're good, you're a fuckin great cock sucker," Shorty moaned as
he paused, his cock deep down the man's mouth cunt.  Shorty pulled out an
inch and immediately replanted it in the hot tunnel.  Soon he was moving
steadily in and out of the willing throat, enjoying the wet tightness that
gripped him.

Clint always liked sucking big cocks, and this was one of he best he'd had
in a long time.  His hands began roaming over the firm ass he'd earlier
admired and pulled the man into his willing mouth.  He started to roughly
squeeze the hard butt, and move his fingers down the seam in the man's
jeans.  This seemed to get Shorty even hotter, as he began slamming with
more force into Clint.   Clint pushed harder at the man's back side and
without notice, Shorty pulled his hard cock out of the man's mouth.

"Oh, man, you've got this cowboy's chute twitchin.  Let me get out of these
jeans so you can have full access," he said as he undid his chaps and jeans
and pulled them off.   Clint couldn't believe what was happening as he
pulled out his own very hard cock.  "You're no slouch yourself in the
manhood department," Shorty admired, looking at the giant spear with the big
balls swaying beneath Clint's legs.  "Should be a damn fine ride later."

Clint couldn't believe this stud was giving him full access to that hot
tunnel on his back side.  He got as much spit as he could on his still wet
glove finger as the giant cock was once again forced between his lips.
Working his finger along the man's crack as he willing sucked on his cock,
he found the hole that was the object of his desire.  His finger circled it,
envisioning it getting red and enflamed in anticipation of the probing
Shorty obviously wanted.  Feeling it pucker under his firm strokes, Clint's
circling got smaller and smaller as the tip of his finger pushed gently at
the object of its search.  The hole at first resisted, then released,
admitting the first digit of the probing finger.  Shorty moaned as his butt
was invaded, and his thrusts into the tunnel he was fucking intensified.
Clint took this as a go and pushed in further, feeling the ring loosen as
his long finger entered the man.

"Oh, cowboy," Shorty moaned without missing a stroke, "that feels so fuckin
good.  You've hit my button inside and it's so damn good."  Clint pulled his
finger out and planted it deeper, rubbing unmercifully the enflamed prostate
he'd hit earlier.  He fingered the bud hard, feeling the hole open more and
admitting a second finger deep inside.

"Oh man, keep that up and I'm gonna shoot a load deep in your throat."
That's fine with me, Clint thought, as long as I can plant a load up this
hot hole I've got so excited.  He sped up his own finger thrusts to match
the speed of the cock going down his throat.  He wanted the man to cum so he
could concentrate entirely on the man pussy he was enjoying.   Clint stabbed
and thrust at the love nut, hitting it in new places, churning up the seed
in Shorty's balls.

"Oh, gawd, buddy, I'm gonna shoot.  Get ready for a load," Shorty gasped.
"I'm gonna cum, man,  I'm so fuckin close.  Oh yeah, Oh yeah.  Take this
load.  Fuck yeah.  Fuck yeah," he yelled as his balls pulled up and the
first volley of cum shot out of his cock, deep down Clint's throat.  Clint
felt the hole he was attacking squeeze tight as he was hit in the back of
his throat by the first load.  "Fuck yeah," he thought as the man continued
to fire volley after volley of man cream deep inside him.  It tasted salty,
as he hungrily swallowed every bit of juice offered.

"Fuck yeah," Shorty moaned as the last shot fired.  He was breathing heavily
as he slowed his thrusts, enjoying the release and warmth that wraped around
his softening cock.  "Oh, man, that was fuckin fantastic."

"Glad you enjoyed it stud," as the cock pulled out of his mouth, "but don't
think we're done with the pleasure yet," he said as his fingers continued to
probe the man's now wet and open tunnel.

"You got it, man.  You sure as hell earned it," Shorty smiled as he rolled
over on his back and raised his knees up to his chest."

"Let me get somethin to make this a bit smoother," Clint said as he got up,
his big dick leading the way and went over to his own saddle bags.  "This
should lube us up both good," he said as he dipped a finger into the can of
teat balm he carried with him for nursing heffers.  He moved between
Shorty's open ass and shoved a glob as deep inside the man as his finger
reached.  "Oh god, that feels good," Shorty moaned as the invading finger
lubed the tight tunnel.  Taking another glob, he jacked it onto his own hard
cock, getting it spread around for the upcoming invasion.   "Ok stud, let's
get down to some real cowboy fuckin," he said as he placed the engorged head
of his own 9" cock at the object of his lust.   Clint took a hold of
Shorty's boots and pushed them even farther over his head.  His cock roamed
around the excited hole, anxious for the invasion.   The man below rolling
his butt, positioning himself, trying to get the big head inside.  Needing
to be filled with the big cock.  Clint kept tantalizing Shorty with short
thrusts around the eager hole, then when the head was directly on the eager
bud, lowered the man's legs, pushing the head of his cock past the tight
ring using the man's own weight to gain entrance.

Shorty had impaled himself on the object of his lust, and lowered his legs
farther to force more of the hard cock into his hole.  He stopped, getting
used to the invasion.  Clint, watching the face below him calm and feeling
the tight ring loosen, leaned forward and forced more of his cock into the
hot hole.  "Hold on buddy," Shorty pleaded.  "You're so fuckin big and it's
been awhile since this cunt's been opened so much."   Clint held off, then
forced his fingers into Shorty's mouth.  He watched as Shorty use, then he
slammed the rest of his giant cock deep inside.  Shorty would have screamed
with the sudden thrust, but could only gag with the gloved hand down his
throat.

Clint layed hard on the man, enjoying the warmth that enveloped his mighty
meat and his low hanging balls resting on the man's ass.  He couldn't
believe he was balls deep in this hot butt he'd only so recently lusted
over.   Clint once again felt the muscle loosen up around his girth, and
when Shorty began sucking on his fingers, knew it was time to get down to
business.  "Yeah, you like it now deep in your gut, don't you stud.  You
like this cowboy fuckin your hot hole."  He pulled his hard cock out a few
inches and slammed back down.  Clint pulled out farther the next time, and
again replanted his meat.  Shorty gasped at each invasion, but didn't
resist.  His ass grasping, but not resisting the invading spear.  "Fuck
yeah, I like it man.  You're the hottest damned stud and I want your big
cock to fuck me good."

Clint picked up the pace, moving around to reposition his thrusts, working
to attack the love nut deep inside the willing man he was impaling.  He felt
as the head of his cock rubbed over it, and Shorty raised his ass up in
appreciation of the electricity it shot through his body.  His cock had once
again swollen to it's full size, it rubbing between them as Clint plowed his
willing butt.    He knew this stud cowboy was in charge now, taking him to
new heights as he rammed his big dick deep inside him.  He loved what this
man was doing to him, taking him to new heights of pleasure that only two
men can give to each other.   And he loved what his own body was giving to
this stud.  Taking every inch of meat his hard cock was able to give,
holding him tight as he thrust without mercy into his hot and willing hole.
Shorty locked his boots together on the stud's back; pulling him in deeper
with every thrust he as taking.

And Clint loved that man cunt that was being given to him, that he was
taking possession of.  He was going to have it, make it his own, make the
man that he was fucking remember it for a long time and want more.  Clint
leaned forward and kissed the man deep, forcing his tongue into the man's
mouth.  He found the man's hard nipples and pinched them hard, making Shorty
grunt loudly with the pain that was being inflicted.  Clint moved down, all
the while keeping up the pleasurable pumping, and bit hard on the hard
flesh.  Shorty appreciated the combination of pleasure and pain as much as
he did.  He bit at the man's neck and took his ear into his mouth, sucking
and biting at the same time.  He never lost an inch of what he gained,
continuing to fuck the man harder and deeper, always moving for a new
position, a new thrust angle that would let him in deeper and bring each of
them new pleasures.

"Oh, fucker, you are so good," Shorty cried out as he got lost in his own
pleasure.  Feeling the hard cock rub savagely at his now swollen prostate,
and feeling the stud's fingers and teeth all over his body, had taken him to
a level he'd never been before.  "Slam that fucker into me.  Make me your
bitch.  Make me cum all over your chest."

Clint knew he was getting close himself, but wanted Shorty to cum first.  He
picked up the speed.  Plunging powerfully into the piece of flesh that had
been given to him.  "Oh yeah, man, take this cock deep.  I know you want it
bad.  I'm gonna fill you with cowboy cum you slut and make you my whore."
He watched Shorty's face as his eye's glazed over.  The man had given him
possession of his entire body.  Clint felt the man's sphincter tighten and
loosen in spasms as he lost control of what was happening to him.  He knew
he was close to losing another load of man cream, and still Clint kept
thrusting hard and deep.  Wanting to see him fire, wanting to feel the grip
around his cock as he shot himself and fill the hot hole with jiz.

"Oh god yes.  Fuck yeah, fuck yeah," Shorty cried out as his butt ring
clenched tight around the invading cock.  "I'm cummin man.  Fill me with
your cowboy cum.  Fill my gut deep.  Oh fuuuuuuuuuck."

Clint felt the cock between them twitch and felt the hot cream shoot from
the big cock.  At the same time he felt his own eruption begin deep in his
balls.  "Oh fuck yeah man.  I'm gonna shoot.  I'm gonna cum.  Get ready for
this load, buddy."  He slammed into the now raw hole, pushing it deeper to
plant his seed as deep as possible.  He stopped, shooting the first load
deep.  He pulled out and slammed in again firing another round of his juice.
  He kept up the assault, shooting huge ribbons of cum deep inside.

Clint fell breathless on the man's chest.  He was breathing heavily, having
dumped his very being into the man below.  The hot tunnel that had given him
so much pleasure continued to spasm around his cock, sucking out the last
drop of cum he'd made.  Wanting every last drop he had.

The lusty men didn't move, breathing heavily.  Clint still on top with his
cock softening in Shorty below.  "That was one hell of a fuck," Clint said
softly as he kissed Shorty long and deep and rolled off him.  "I've never
had a ride in the saddle like that."

"Me either, cowboy.  I'm lookin forward to it again," Shorty purred hugging
the stud who'd just made him feel so damned good.


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