Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2006 15:02:51 -0800
From: Leather Cowboy <lthrcowboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cowboy Up II

Clint couldn't get the thought of the romp he'd had with Shorty out of his
head.  He'd had some studs come on to him and he'd punched their ass with
all he had, but Shorty was one of the sexiest men he'd ever met, a real stud
with a giant sized cock, and he almost begged for him to mount him.  Yeah,
Clint had given him a damn fine blow job; even if he had to admit it
himself.  He was sure not many had been able to take Shorty's big 12 inch
cock down all the way to his balls.  It was when he started fingering his
ass that Shorty really began to loosen up, though.

Clint didn't know too many guys, studs or boys, who didn't like their holes
played with.  It always amazed him how even those who didn't like to take
cock always loosened up after a few stabs with a well trained finger.  He'd
never heard about a hole leakin precum, but every one he'd worked over
always seemed to get wet and loose after bein prodded and worked over.

He himself always liked a man to play with his man cunt, especially while he
was fuckin deep in the man's chute.   Have him touch his prostate and Clint
would pump a load like he'd never cum before, filling the man with his hot
seed.  He'd have to remember this about Shorty the next time they got alone
together, and he was hoping that would be real soon.

In fact, Clint found himself following Shorty around like a dog sniffin
around a bitch in heat.  Of course the fact that the stud was always wearing
his tight black chaps which accentuated the big bulge that protruded from
the crotch of his levi's and tight gloves didn't help his lust for the man.
Shorty always seemed to enjoy the attention and was constantly rubbin this
cock while tipping his cowboy hat, letting Clint know that if he wanted to
swallow the big sword again, he sure could.

Course maybe Shorty enjoyed the fact that he could always give Clint a big
hardon that was obvious in his own tight jeans and chaps.  Shorty always had
the hots for big cowboys and now that he'd had a chance to take cock from
Clint, knew that he needed the man's slab of meat up his ass again.  Shorty
had usually been the one to open up and fuck some of the other bucks on the
ranch, but Clint knew how to touch places no man had done to him before.  In
fact, Shorty had a plan in mind that would give them both the raw sexual
power that each of them wanted to give...and receive.

Two days later Shorty was handing out work assignments to the cowboys.
Cliff, a 6'5" blond with huge shoulders and arms, he sent up into the hills
to round up some cows that had split from the main heard.  Scotty, a bull of
a boy 18 years old who was one of he best hands on the ranch, Shorty asked
to go work on the fences.  Clint he asked to go back to the area he'd been
working on when Shorty hooked up with him earlier.  Winking at him, Shorty
said he'd drop by later to see how he was doing.  Clint almost fell over.
Was Shorty coming by to replay the man sex they'd experienced earlier?

Clint could hardly walk upright with the growing cock in his crotch as he
mounted his horse.  He didn't know how he'd get much done thinking about
Shorty and waiting to see what the stud cowboy in mind.  Clint hoped he'd
get another shot at the tight ass and looked forward to locking boots again
with the man he needed to breed one more time.

Clint got to the fence line and slowly started to tighten and rewire the
fence he'd worked on before.  It was another scorcher and by mid morning
he'd taken off his shirt, his broad chest and shoulders glistening in the
bright sun from sweat and hard work.  His broad rimmed cowboy hat kept the
sun out of his eyes, but didn't help much to keep him cool.  He tied his
soaking wet bandana around his neck.  At least it added some relief, though
not much.

He'd been working all morning when he decided to ride over to the stand of
trees where he and Shorty had wrestled around before.  At least the trees
would keep the sun off him for awhile.  He'd just dismounted when he heard
another rider closing in.  Clint's heart skipped a beat, not seeing who it
was but hoping it was Shorty coming back to give him some more of the pussy
he'd offered up earlier.

Shorty rode into the clearing, grinning like a school boy with an evil
thought.  "How yeah doin, Cowboy?  Workin hard, or hardly workin from what I
see."

"Doin good, Boss Man.  Just took a break tryin to get out of the sun.
Fuckin hot again today," Clint replied.

"You can say that again," Shorty said as he dismounted.  "Almost as hot as a
couple days ago," he grinned as he rubbed his protruding basket framed by
the worn chaps.

Clint steped up to him and took his head in his gloved hands and lowered his
mouth to the man's lips.  "Maybe hotter," he moaned as he stuck his tongue
into Shorty's open mouth and worked it deep inside.  "Oh man, I hope you're
here for what I need bad."

"I think we can take care of that," Shorty said as he rubbed the hardening
slab in Clint's jeans.  "Let me see if it's as sweet as I remember."  Shorty
unbuttoned the man's pants, reached in and pulled out the cock he'd ridden
deep and couldn't forget.  Falling on his knees, Shorty took the swollen
head into his mouth and licked the precum that was already flowing.

"Oh fuck yeah, Shorty.  You know what this man's cock needs.  Take this
fucker down your throat and get it nice and wet."

"Let's get out of these jeans, stud, so we can get to each other without
interference."

Both men stripped down, and put their chaps and boots back on.  Stepping
back together, the horny men rubbed their naked cocks against each other
while their mouths locked in a sloppy kiss and gloved hands roamed each
other's naked body.  Clint loved the feeling of Shorty's big pecs.  He
pinched hard on the man's hardening tit.  Shorty let out a loud man grunt,
one of his hot spots having been attacked, as his own fingers started
rubbing over and massaging and grabbing Clint's bubble butt.  It became
obvious to both men Shorty knew what he wanted; his fingers roamed down the
crack of the tight ass and rubbed over the tight rose bud.  Clint moaned as
the man's rough hand rubbed the spot and felt himself getting weak in the
knees, knowing it was his turn to satisfy the big snake raising up between
Shorty's leg's.   Clint started sweating thinking about the ride Shorty was
prepared to give him.   This wasn't the first stud's cock he'd taken, but
unless they were big and fat, it wasn't as good a ride as he needed.
Shorty's man dick, though, was what he longed for, what he needed bad.
Shorty would fill his gut like it hadn't been in a long time and touch
places he needed itched bad.  He wanted this stud's cock buried deep inside.

Shorty could read the evil thoughts in Clint's mind.  He could feel the
man's hole start to lube up and without much effort, soon had one finger
working in and out of the object of his lust.

"On your back, boy, if I'm gonna get this pussy opened enough for my cock.
We've got some work to do if you're gonna take me, which you will before
we're done" Shorty ordered.

Clint layed on his back on the dry grass.  The prickly mat on his back added
a new sensation as he raised his knees and boots up, opening his butt to
Shorty's invasion, and Shorty knew what Clint wanted and needed to get ready
for the ride he was about to get.  Shorty tipped his hat back and
immediately clamped his mouth around the now inflamed ass ring.   Sucking
and probing it with his tongue, Shorty had Clint moaning and writing below
his hard tongue.  Shorty got as much spit up the chute when he stuck his
finger in his mouth to get it good and wet.  Moving to the opening, he
pushed in firmly, and Clint pushed out and opened to receive it. "Fuck
yeah," he moaned, as Shorty began working it in and out.   The thought of
Shorty's gloved finger working over his hole got him more excited, and when
he finally found and rubbed lightly over his hard prostate, Clint he yelled
out with the shot of electricity forced thorough his body.

"Oh yeah, Buddy, found your hot spot didn't I?" Shorty purred.  "Your man
cunt's openin up real nice for me.  Won't be long now til you're ready for
me to mount this sweet ass of yours."

Shorty hit the hot spot again and then worked another finger deep inside.
Clint could feel his own juices flowing and offered little resistance when
Shorty's third finger started moving in and out of his upturned ass.  He
spread his legs wide to allow Shorty to have full run of is back side.

"Think we're ready for a ride, partner," Shorty said as he rapidly stroked
Clint's love nut.   Shorty pulled out his fingers and took some lube out of
his vest.  He handed it to Clint for lubing up.  Clint took it and popped
open the top.  After squiriting a load on Shorty's monster cock, he stroked
it up and down the entire shaft.  The size of it thrilled him, as he
imagined the entire length and girth sinking into him.  His whole body
twitched in anticipation.  Shorty took the lube and applied a large amount
to Clint's butt hole.  Working it in as far as he could reach, he once again
rubbed against the man's prostate.  "Fuck yeah Cowby," Clint growled, "get
that fucker in me right now."

Shorty knew he'd just been given permission to take control of Clint's body
and  to take him to heights he'd never been before.  Shorty intended to show
him that a stud could do more for another man than just pound his hole.  He
intended to show Clint all of it as he moved up the man's chest and his cock
followed, coming to rest with the big head at the entrance to Clint's body.
He needed bad to mate with this stud of a man offering himself up.  Shorty
moved his hips forward, the head of his cock coming to rest just outside the
enflamed  opening to Clint's body.  The slight pressure of his big cock and
the tight ass ring gave way, and Shorty shoved the head of his foot long
cock inside.  Clint gasped at the intrusion, and Shorty slowly crammed he
entire fucker up the tight ass.  "God damn, fucker," Clint growled breathing
heavily, "you've got my gut so damn full.  I feel you so fuckin deep in me."

Shorty couldn't answer.  All his thoughts were focused on his hard cock
buried balls deep in the man below him.  He pulled out slightly to let the
man know he understood and agreed.   The flesh glove enveloped his meat,
wrapped tight around his manhood.  It was a feeling that can only be
experienced when taking possession of a man's inner depths.  Few men could
take his monster cock up their tight holes, even fewer could welcome him in
like Clint had just done.  Clint was one hot man who not only could pound
ass like a cowboy, but knew how to take a cock like a real man.  The smell
of leather and feel of the strong gloved hands on his chest drove Shorty to
give Clint everything he wanted.  Shorty intended to satisfy this man's
desires like no one had done before.  He pulled his big cock out until only
the head remained trapped by the tight ring, and plowed in again.  "Oh
yeah," Clint moaned, letting Shorty know he was man enough to take anything
he could give him.  Feeling the leather god deep in his gut, he wanted the
man's fucking as rough and hard as Shorty could give.  Shorty opened his
eyes and looked down at Clint.  His eyes were glazed over as he concentrated
on the big dick slamming into him.  Shorty increased the speed and Clint
raised ass and tightened his grip around Shorty's back to meet every thrust,
stroke for stroke.  Shorty knew how to rape an unwilling hole better than
anyone, but this was one man who was keeping up with him, and by the
tightening grip on his man flesh, knew that the stud below was enjoying the
pounding as much as he was enjoying giving it.  Without missing a stroke,
Shorty threw the man's leg over his head, pinning Clint on the ground on his
stomach.  Pulling the man up on his knees, Shorty took possession of the
man's hole from behind like a bitch from behind.

Shorty slammed his cock deeper than it had been before and raised his head
to let out a big pig grunt as he stabbed into man's back side.  Shorty knew
from experience Clint was goin to let out a yell as he picked up speed in
his deep thrusts and took his gloved hand and covered Clint's mouth.  Shorty
was touching new spots deep inside that Clint didn't know existed and he
started breathing harder with each deep thrust.  "Gawd this man knew how to
use his cock to satisfy another stud," he thought to himself.  All the
nerves in his man cunt were enflamed.  He worshiped this man's horse dick
and the fucking it was giving him.  Involuntarily his butt ring squeezed
tight to keep the monster deep inside his gut.  He could feel the hard
engorged head roughly slide over his inflamed prostate.  He knew if Shorty
kept ridin hard and deep, he wasn't gonna last long.  The cum in his balls
was churnin to be released and he reached down for his own cock that he
began stoking to each thrust he was receiving.

"That's it cowboy," Shorty growled as he slammed inside, "I want you to cum
with this cowboy stud.  Give me your seed man when I plant my cum deep in
you pussy."

"Oh man," Clint moaned, "I'm gonna cum now.  Gimme your cum, fucker.  Breed
this cowboy bitch.   Fill me up man.  Fill my ass up," he yelled as he got
close to his own eruption.  He could feel Shorty pick up speed, riding him
raw, his balls bouncing off his butt with each furious plunge.

"You got it man.  You're gonna take all this cowboy's seed right now.  Fuck
yeah, man.  I'm cummin, FUCK YEAH!   Feel that cock shootin my man cream.
Suck it out, cowboy.  Drain this fucker good."

Clint was workin his butt ring tryin to drain every drop of cum Shorty could
shooot.  He could feel the big cock battering his ass swell up as it shot
round after round of hot jizm deep inside.  It felt fuckin hot as it lubed
up his man chute.  The big cock was ramming effortlessly, spitting out round
after round of hot cum.  As he pulled tighter on the fuckin machine, Clint
felt the urge build up in his own balls as they contracted, ready to erupt
in a fountain of juice.  He pulled harder on his cock, needing to release
the eruption growing deep in side.   "Oh yeah, stud.  Fuck me hard.  Stretch
my ass good.  I'm gonna fire man.  Fuck yeah.  FUCK YEAH.  FUCK YEAH," he
screamed as his handed started the big gun firing.  Round after round shot
out of his engorged cock head, as his butt ring clamped down on the piece of
flesh impaled deep inside and rubbing over his excited prostate.  "Fuck
man," he growled, "I've never felt anything like this before.  You are such
a damn hot fucker."

Shorty stopped his furious pumping and left his big softening cock deep in
Clint.   He was coming down from his man sex high, realizing the tightness
that was clamping his cock.  Loving the tightening and release, the man
below was massaging his cock with the chute he'd just taken.   The big cock
had given each of them the pleasure and release they needed.  Shorty fell on
Clint's back, wanting to remain mated to the hot man below him for ever;
needing to continue to impale the man who needed his cock so bad.

Clint was breathing hard, having work every bit as hard as Shorty to achieve
the ecstasy both men had experienced.  Although the men remained connected
by the softening flesh pole for several minutes, he felt his ass ring
involuntary constrict.  Clint wanted to keep the big snake buried deep
inside his gut, to keep the fullness he was enjoying, but his man cunt took
over and he felt the big cock slowly forced out of his butt.  Shorty gave a
couple of hard thrusts, letting the hot man whom he'd just bred, know that
he'd enjoyed the ride, and looked forward to future couplings.  Clint
clamped hard as the big head moved down his chute.  Catching it just behind
the swollen head, he let the stud know that this was one fuck he wouldn't
soon forget.