Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2017 22:22:01 -0800
From: Alexi Kotyonok <a.kotyonok@gmail.com>
Subject: Cowboy

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Cowboy
-Alexi Kotyonok

I moaned, shifting further up the cock stuffed deep in my boy cunt, hands
splayed on the thick pectorals of the man under me.

I smirked down at his flushed face before arching my back and quickly
impaling myself on his hefty 8 incher making itself very familiar with my
bottom. He moaned, hands tight around my hips.

His jeans were still wrapped around his knees, his boots still on his feet,
and his Pendleton knock off shirt was still on his shoulders. I liked it
like that, especially since it had taken me a total of five minutes to get
from his trailer door to riding my own personal cowboy.

I started a rougher ride, bucking my hips as he hands on my hips helped. I
moaned, leaning back and really getting into it. At 12 I was slight enough
that John, the cowboy under me, started taking control and shoving me up
and down his dick like a toy.

"Aw, Jesus baby, you are so hot." He gasped, "Such a hot little ass." He
groaned before thrusting up into me and grinding.

I smirked down at him, "Your cock feels so good in me Daddy. Use my little
hole, fuck me so good." I moaned. Reaching down and slowly jerky my own
little dick.

He moaned, "Yeah, baby, when I saw your hot little ass in those jeans after
I got off that bull I knew I wanted to ride it too." He moaned, hands
reaching out to cup my cheeks and lifting me up and letting me push down on
him. "And when you looked at me, god, your fucking eyes just looked like
you were fucking me already."

I grinned leaning back and starting to bounce on his dick. "I know what I
want." I grinned at him, thinking about wandering around the rodeo with my
family before we'd split up ostensibly for me to go hang out with my
friends from 4H, but really to watch the bull riders.

Thick men, tight jeans, sweaty and hot. I knew I could probably get a
blowjob, as I could from most groups of men if I played my cards right, but
John was a true alpha, and I counted myself lucky that the first place
prize winner had an eye for boy assets. I knew he was a possibility when
I'd caught him looking at my hip cocked ass while in the prep area as I
looked through the slots in the fence at the bulls that were going to be
ridden that afternoon.

Still, I'd definitely not been subtle when I'd turned back to look at the
bulls and arched my back more. I had been riding a bike forever so my
bikers butt was thick on an otherwise slender frame, and one of my more
appealing features. Though John definitely hadn't been the only one to
notice, I'd definitely gotten a lot of interested looks.

As I'd watched the first couple of riders he'd sauntered up to and leaned
against the fence right next to me and subtly rubbed against my hip with a
fair sized bulge.

"You like watching the man or the bull?" He'd asked. He was about 6'2",
thickly muscled, brown hair, maybe 30, scruff on his face. Handsome-ish,
but I could tell he'd been in a few fights because his face had what my mom
called `character'.

I shifted back into him, looking up at him coyly, "Both, different
reasons. I like seeing the muscles, and watch someone ride hard."

He laughed, "I bet you do." He grinned, "Do you ride?"

I grinned, subtly verifying that we weren't being watched before shifting
more in front of him and looking through the slats at another bull, but
more important pressing back into that firm bulge, "Yeah, I like to ride a
bucking bull." I told him, "The bigger the better."

He grinned down at me, before leaning back and grabbing some gear I hadn't
noticed. "Good, if you want to know more about good technique let me drop
these off at my trailer and I can give you some pointers."

I smiled, nodding, and following him back towards the parking lot where the
cowboys had their trailers and trucks. With how busy it was, as it always
is during rodeo season in Reno, no one noticed a cowboy and a boy wandering
around.

"I'm John, by the way." He said.

I smiled up at him, pushing some of my longer black hair behind my ear,
"I'm Danny."

He clapped my back, "It's good to meet you, kid. You got anywhere to be for
a while?"

I shook my head, "Nope, I already checked in, I just have to meet my family
about 5 or so at the gate."

He grinned, "Good, I finished my competition earlier, first place in my
division. I'm done with me day too, which means I can give you some good
pointers without skimping because of time."

I laughed and we found ourselves in front of a 15' trailer with Chevy truck
attached. He unlocked it and ushered me in, taking a quick look around
before following me in. He set his gear down and turned back to me and I
found myself lifted by my armpits and laid on his bed, his tongue and mine
twisting around each other before I wrapped my legs around him and my hands
reaching down to unbuckle his belt.

I moaned into his mouth, and he moaned as he reached down to lift my shirt
over my head.

We parted for a second and I moved on to his jeans, unbuttoning and
unzipping before he started to wiggle, lowering his pants so that his thick
cock was exposed, already moist from sweat and precum. I wrapped my hand
around it as our frenching basically became mouths trying to eat each
other. I had to pull off, moaning. "You can't mark me, I still have to see
my parents in a few hours."

He moaned, but nodded, "You're just a fucking hot little kid, I haven't had
someone as tasty as you in years."

I grinned up at him, "Flattery will get you everywhere." I said, before
shoving his shoulder. "Lay down and I'll give you something to really
remember."

He rolled over and I got up, turning away from him but grabbing the cowboy
hat he'd left on his table and started to make slow gyrations with my hips
as I looked over my shoulder and slowly lowered my jeans, hooking the
waistband under my cheeks and shimmying a bit. My friend Kyle's dad had a
tape from the Exotic Dancer Invitationals and I'd gotten a lot of ideas and
had practiced in my room and sometimes with guys, and from the way that
John was staring at me with wrapped attention I figured that I'd gotten his
attention. I slowly slid my jeans down, keeping my legs straight and arched
my back, butt out in a pair of grey boxer briefs. I slipped the jeans and
my shoes off and the slowly rubbed myself before spinning around and
walking up to John. He reach for me but I spun, sitting down on his lap and
rubbing his cock against me fabric covered ass, hands on his thighs, before
pressing back against him.

"Fucking Jesus, where did you learn that?" He moaned, leaning back and
shifting his hands to my hips to rub me back against him, "You are so hot,
I just want to bend you over and fuck into you."

I tilted the hat to the front before turning my head and catching his lips
with mine, "Aren't I supposed to be learning pointers," At that I rubbed
roughly against his leaking cock, "about riding a bull, Daddy?"

He groaned, wrapping his arms around me and humping me roughly for a few
thrusts, "Oh god, baby, yes!"

He turned me around and slipped my underwear off and then lifted me into
his lap, running his hand over my still hairless cock, devouring me from
the mouth down. I moaned, rubbing my ass down on his cock and popping his
shirt open. I do love the snap shirts.

His chest was covered in a thick pelt of hair and I ran my hands through it
before pinching his nipples. He thrust hard up into me, moaning. "Yeah,
baby, twist my nipples." Before leaning down and sucking on mine. My chest
was thin and lightly muscled, but my nipples were closer to a quarter in
size than a dime, and he gently nibbled.

I moaned, my small cock hard as a rock, but knowing that I really did want
him in me, I didn't take it in hand. Not yet. I had been fucked enough time
to know that it was feel a tonne better once I had his dick in me.

I reached back and fisted his dick and he moaned, "Fuck, do you want to
ride me baby? You want my fat cock in your tiny baby hole?"

I grinned, kissing him again and nodding, "Yeah Daddy, I want your fat cock
breeding my tiny baby hole Daddy. I wanna ride you like one of those
bulls."

"Oh fuck yeah." He moaned, falling back on the bed and scooting with me up
the bed to his nightstand where he pulled out a bottle of clear lube, half
empty, and leaned against his headboard. Though it wasn't hot in his
trailer, we were both sweating and his skin glistened in the half light. I
watched him open the lube and fill his hand, reaching down and pulling his
cock from under me and thickly cover himself in lube. I grabbed the lube
and covered my hand and finger, reaching back and reaching back to prep
myself.

I luckily didn't need that much prep, as I'd been over at Kyle's house the
night before and had been able to sneak into his Dad's room during the
night (a regular agreement with us) and had been roughly fucked a few times
before crawling back into Kyle's room, him none the wiser.

Still, a penny's worth of protection is worth a pounds cure. I locked eyes
with John, biting my lip and moaned much louder than I needed to as I
worked some of the lube around my hole and shoved a few fingers in. I knew
that it was more porny than real, but John appreciated the effort if him
pulling me forward and kissing me roughly was any indicator.

I felt his hand reach back and take over for me, sending two thick fingers
into my boy pussy, thrusting in and scissoring. I grabbed his shoulders and
and pressed back into his fingers.

"Oh yeah Daddy! Your fingers feel so good! Fuck me Daddy!" I moaned into
his ear as he rubbed against my prostate, or my feel good spot. I pressed
back and forth on them as he added a hasty third.

"Jesus baby, I can't wait anymore!" He moaned. I felt him reach behind me
and shifted to press my hole back against the crown of his cock. There were
some presses against it, but not a good press so I shoved him back onto the
bed and grabbed his dick, lined it up, and pressed down. It breached my
ring and I bit my lip at the width as the head made it through. Locking
eyes with John I pressed down, and down, and down, until I was sunk onto
him and I felt his balls against my ass. I splayed both hands into his
chest hair and took a minute to adjust to his larger than average size.

While I like them bigger generally, I have been fucked by enough of my
friends and their brothers to know that smaller cocks can be just as
nice. Still, the constant pressure on my prostate was slightly
overwhelming. I looked at John's face and his cheeks were flushed and I
could feel him breathing deeply, in a way that let me know he was feeling a
little overwhelmed too.

After about a minute, subjectively an hour, I shifted back and felt a
little more of him forced into me. We both moaned and after a second I felt
John tighten and shift his dick in me, pressing closer against my prostate,
causing some very nice feelings.

I shifted, pulling up slightly before sinking down. His lube was slightly
less thick than others I'd used, but not bad. I set up a sparing rhythm,
locking eyes with John before leaning far forward, kissing him and then
slid down his dick from almost the head. It pressed hard against my
prostate and I moaned.

John was too tall for me to kiss easily while he fucked me, so I leaned
forward and starting kissing and nibbling on his nipples. He moaned, hands
going to my hips and shifting me up and down on his dick, before holding my
hips still and lifting his legs to hammer up into me.

I bit his nipple when he did that before leaning back and playing with my
own dick. My pelvis was still shifted for his to easily fuck into my pussy,
and I laid a hand on his chest before grabbing his hat and putting it on my
head.

He blinked up at me as I moved his hands from my hips to me thighs and then
locked eyes with him, started riding him, feeling his thick cock stirring
around inside of me.

John moaned, "Yeah baby, ride that bull." He reached up and cupped my
chest, pinching my nipples.

I gasped, tilting my head back and just enjoyed myself.

It was a minute or so later before John swore, I looked down to see him
shift us so that I was below him and he lifted one of my legs over his
shoulder, bending me double and started to really go to town. He was a
fairly accomplished cocksmen, pulling out almost to the head before
slamming in.

He kissed me as he did so, his tongue in my mouth as I returned the
favor. He ran a hand through my hair and then tightened, controlling my
head as he tilted my head to start licking my neck. I loved the feel of his
scruff as it both tickled and scratched, and I reached up to fondle his
pectorals.

He moaned, before dropping my knee from his shoulder and I ended up on my
side. His dick reached further in me at this angle and I felt him pressing
against the top of my rectum, almost at my colon. John used my top leg as a
handhold and jackhammered into me.

The constant assault on my prostate and higher sphincter set me off and I
cried out as I tightened around John and came hard, tiny drops of my own
immature seed squirting out on my dick.

John made a pained noise before he tightened up and fucked hard into me,
cumming deep inside. I moaned, as he continued to lazily thrust his cock
into me.

I breathed for a minute, having well enjoyed myself, before I realized that
John wasn't stopping. In fact, his cock didn't feel like it had softened at
all, and as I looked up at him, he leaned forward, kissing me more gently
before starting to thrust harder again.

"You don't need a break?" I asked.

He laughed, "Kid, I haven't had anything as good as you in years. I am not
going to waste any time when I could use if fucking your sweet hole." He
grunted, and I grinned. Some of my younger friends could just keep going,
and did, but most adults lost that ability at some point. Not John,
apparently, and I grunted before pushing him back.

John adopted a looked stricken, like I'd taken his trophy away, but instead
I shifted onto my knees, resting my head on my arms and looking at him,
"Like this now, I like this kind of ride best." I smiled, and he laughed,
pushing forward and spearing me, sinking balls deep in the blink of an
eye. I grunted, arching my back and let my hand go to my rock hard boy
dick.

He continued to deep dick me, pulling out and then thrusting back in. He
would wait till my hole winked before shoving in, so that we both
experienced the penetration to the fullest extent. "Yeah, look at that tiny
hole baby, trying to keep me out. But nothing can keep me out." He moaned,
before wrapping his arms around my waist and rabbit fucking into me hard. I
cried out at the continued beating against my prostate and he kept going
through my higher sphincter at this angle.

I felt John lean back, run his hand through my hair and pull me back
against his body as he continued fucking me, wrapping his other arm around
my torso as he tilted my head to feast on my mouth. I moaned into his
mouth, hands on his arms as he lowered the one from my hair to my own cock
and started fondling me. I gasped, feeling the quad feelings of being
kissed, having my nipples tweaked, my cock played with, and having 8 hard
inches shoved into me to hard I could feel it from my hand against my
belly.

"You like that bull, baby?" He asked, stirring his cock in me.

I gasped against his lips, eyes half lidded, "Yeah Daddy, I love that
bull. I love him fucking my tiny hole. It feels so good Daddy, fuck your
baby with your bull. Fuck me hard!" I gasped licking up into his mouth
again, sucking on his tongue.

He groaned and started power fucking me, having to raise his hand from my
cock to keep me pressed against him, otherwise I would have been shoved
forward with each thrust. I moaned as he battered my prostate and without
any lead up I was suddenly just coming, hard, and cried out as a thin
dribble of clear slick shot out of my cock.

John groaned, pausing as I convulsed around him, but after I went limp he
continued to gently thrust into me, rubbing my very sensitive pleasure
button. I twitched, but didn't tell him to stop. He tilted my head to look
into his and kissed me, sucking my tongue as his hand went back to
manipulating my nipples, pressing and tickling and pinching them. I felt my
small cock rise steadily, and started thrust back against John.

"Yeah, baby, you're doing so good. God, you're like an article from
playboy." He laughed. I grinned slyly back before being struck by
inspiration, and reaching back with both hands and pulling his head further
down to kiss him and once we were, as his dick bottomed out in my I
clenched my hole around his hard dick.

He gasped and moaned as he pulled out, before punching forward only to have
me do it again. I grinned against his lips as he started losing his rhythm,
just powerfucking into me, almost snarling.

I yelped when he suddenly pulled back and lifted me up, continuing to pound
into me. At roughly 70 pounds, this didn't happen that often but had when I
was at about 50-60 pounds when I'd first started having sex. I moaned when
after a minute he laid me down on his dining table with my feet suspended
in the air as I couldn't reach the floor he started fucking me hard.

My own small cock had reenergized again, and was flopping against the
underside of the table, which was a new and interesting experience. Most of
the things I get dicked against don't have and underlip. I moaned,
scrabbling at the table surface, pushing back against him and clenching
down on him.

"Yeah, ride that pussy Daddy, ride that baby hole! Fuck me Daddy, fuck your
baby boy!" I yelled at him.

He made a sound like a bull and went crazy, and I couldn't take the direct
pounding that my hole was getting. I ground back on him and felt when his
balls drew up and keened when I felt him cum inside of me again. I came not
a second later and painted the underside of his table with a few drops of
my own seed before he collapsed on top of me, still twitching tiny jerks of
his hips inside of my hole.

We were both filthy, both sweaty, and both smelled like exactly what we had
been doing for the last hour. I panted for breath not only to recover but
also because there was a large man laying on top of me. I like the feeling,
especially since his cock, which had gotten softer, was still safely lodged
deep inside of me. I grabbed one of his hairy arms and nestled into it,
kissing along it to his hand and gently nibbling on his fingers.

"Hot damn, baby, you're the best I've ever had." He moaned, still lightly
fucking into my hole though I could feel the body fading where the spirit
was willing for more.

"Thank you Daddy." I pressed back as much as I could, "I think I learned a
lot from your pointers." I giggled at him.

He snorted, leaning forward and kissing my neck. "I think I learned
something too." Before he leaned back, looking down at me, still impaled on
him. "Hold on a second." He said before carefully pulling out. I moaned,
wriggling a little, but he was quick to go to a cabinet and pull out a
polaroid camera. I looked back at him, curious, as he stepped back up
behind me and thrust back in. I threw my head back and moaned but still
heard the flash as he took a picture of himself balls deep in me. I watched
as he pulled almost completely out before taking another before he then
aimed the camera at me and took a final picture.

He lined the pictures up at the top of the table with the camera before
thrusting into me one more time, his cock going soft and then pulling
out. He knelt down, looking at my butthole before I felt him lean forward
and start licking it, nibbling and sticking his tongue into me.

I moaned, I love being eaten out, and felt him settle to do just that. The
edge of the table was digging into my hip bones, but since I couldn't reach
the floor there was nothing I could do about that.

"You taste so good, baby. I could just eat you all day." He moaned into my
crevice and I popped another boner.

"Oh Daddy, I'm getting hard again!" I moaned.

He laughed, "Goddamn baby, if only I were 18 again, we'd be going another
round!" He laughed, reaching in front and gently tugging on my dick like a
goat's udder. "It's 4 now, I think I can get you off once more before I let
you loose."

I nodded, and felt his other hand rubbing up and down my thigh. "I can't
believe that you're still baby soft, I don't want to know how old you
really are, do I?"

Smirking over my shoulder I jiggled my butt at him, "Honestly, probably
not. Keep the implausable deniability."

He laughed before sticking three fingers in me suddenly and pressing down
against my prostate. I yipped and went taut as he began aggressively
rubbing me without pause. I started a loud series of moans before he stood
up and towered over me, one arm braced on the table as he continued the
grueling pace. I was getting close when he pulled back and I squacked
indignantly.

John stepped back, his cock again rock hard, before he jerked his head
towards a door at the back of the trailer. "I gotta get you washed before I
let you out and I'm going to sink another load in you. Get in the shower
and we can do both at once."

I laughed, sliding down the table till I could touch the floor and then
sashayed back to the room. It was a pretty utilitarian unit, with a toilet
on one side and sink. He crowded in behind me and turned the water on,
which came out tepid at first before becoming warmer. John pushed me in
before getting behind me and hunching down lining his cock back up with my
hole and sunk straight in with one thrust.

The sound that came out of my mouth was the same as if I'd been punched in
the gut and it took me a second to catch my breathe. In that second John
started long dicking me, just in and out while the water ran over both of
us, though mostly on me. I braced my hands against the wall and enjoyed the
stimulation while he enjoyed my boy cunt.

John let go of my hips, still thrusting, and then I felt hands in my hair,
washing it gently as he fucked me. I loved the sensation and pushed back
harder to encourage both. John laughed and then moved down to my back and
under my armpits.

I squealed with laughter when his lightly tickled my ribs, tightening
around him which caused him to groan and thrust roughly into me, forcing my
face almost into the shower wall. He reached down to hold my hips as he
roughly fucked me again and I grunted. "I'm not gonna last long, baby, this
bulls going to need to be put to pasture real soon."

Looking back at him over my shoulder I blinked my eyes up at him, biting my
lip and moaned, "Oh Daddy, I've never been ridden like this. It feels so
good, I love feeling you pump little babies into your baby."

He almost whimpered at that, before reaching around me and fondling my cock
and balls, thrusting hard into me. I reached a hand down and pressed it to
my stomach and could feel my insides moving around as he used my hole,
"Yeah Daddy, I can feel you against my insides through my tummy. Your baby
loves feeling how strong you are Daddy, fill your baby with your cum Daddy,
breed my little boy hole, knock me up!"

That got John going and soon I was being forced to come one last time while
John wrapped himself around me and as I convulsed around his cock came so
hard I could feel his legs quake. We stayed like that, under the water,
till it got cool and we quickly rinsed off. I reached out, taking one of
the towels from the door and lethargically wiped off the excess water,
drying my hair and tentatively reaching back and feeling me well used
hole. I could already feel it closing, and just a thin bead of John or
Kyle's dad's cum before I wiped with the towel and reached down to grab my
pants.

John followed me out before making his way to the bed and flopping down, no
towel needed. He'd quickly washed his body and groin before we'd left the
shower, peeing down the drain. I grabbed my underwear and slipped them on,
before doing the same with my pants and shirt. I found my shoes and socks
under the table I'd been fucked on and sitting down I got those on. I then
slipped into the bathroom for a wad of toilet paper that I quickly stuffed
down the back of my pants and against my hole, incase any of the loads I'd
gotten decided to come out.

Once I was done I stepped back into the main room of the trailer to find
John laying on the bed still, watching me with blissed eyes.

I smiled, walking to him, swiping the polaroid camera from the table and
climbed up the bed to straddle his waist. "Hey." I said.

He smiled, resting his hands on my thighs. "Hey yourself, baby."

Leaning forward I kissed him, gentle like. "I had a lot of fun. Thank you."

John kissed me back, "Goddamn, so did I. You're one hot kid. Wouldn't mind
having someone like you to come back to after a hard day on a bull. You're
both fun, but I prefer this kind of exhaustion."

I grinned rolling onto his side, nestling under his arm and raised the
polaroid to take a picture of both of us. I didn't kiss him in the picture,
in case someone were to find it, but then pulled the picture free and
kissed him and took another. "Souvenir." I explained.

He grinned, "As long as it's not the kissing one."

I smirked, slinking down his body till I was nose to dick and leaned
forward to kiss his dick too. "Thank you, Mr. Bull. I learned a lot from
your pointers today."

His dick valiantly tried to respond before giving up. I kissed it again
before getting up and making for the door, dropping the camera and the
kissing picture on the table and pocketing the more innocent one. I blew
him a kiss.

"Maybe I'll see you around, maybe learn some more about bull riding." I
told him. He laughed, and I unlocked his door and slipped back into the
parking lot. It was close to 5, so there were a few more people around, but
I just walked back towards the main ground. I felt eyes on me and looked
back to see not John, but another cowboy watching me lustily. I smirked at
him and licked my lips before keeping on my way.

I was going through the vendors just before the entrance when I saw my
parents and my little brother waiting. I smiled and waved, my mom spotting
me and I slipped under her arm for a quick side hug, "Hey honey, right on
time. We're just waiting for your brother now, who knows what he's gotten
himself up to." She muttered, believing my brother Chris capable of all
kinds of unscrupulous behavior. "How was 4H? Did you see any cool animals?"

I nodded, "Yeah, I ended up hanging out with this big bull, you wouldn't
believe the size of him!" I gushed.

She laughed, "Just don't start bringing bulls home, I have a hard enough
time with the other critters you bring through my door."

I smirked, "Nah, I like bulls but they are meant to be ridden at a rodeo. I
don't think I could do it every day."

My parents laughed and shortly after that my older brother finally showed
up and we headed home, my souvenir going into a shoebox I had set aside for
the memorable stuff.


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