Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2000 20:01:01 -0500
From: Gerard Martineau <gerardm@microtec.net>
Subject: Cowboys

COWBOYS

	Paul looked around him.  As far as he could see from East to West
and from North to South, this land had been in his family for many
generations.  They had come from Ireland in the late 1700's and had settled
in Texas to become wealthy landowners.  Part of the land had been used for
growing cotton but the main moneymaker had been the beef and still was
today.  Their many thousand strong herds were famous nationwide and the
family was proud of the quality of beef they produced.
	Paul had grown up in the aura of this powerful family and, now that
he was eighteen, he was expected to take an adult part in the management of
the estate.  He was the eldest of four boys and as such was the first to
start working in earnest on the estate.  The boys had always worked, their
parents wanting them to know every detail about raising cattle, planting
seeds, mending fences and managing the hired help which had replaced the
slaves of the Antebellum period.  As Paul sat on his horse on this
beautiful warm day, he breathed in deeply, the sweet smell of the grass
filling his lungs and heart with a love for land which is common to most
Irish.
	Paul was fond of his ancestry and he looked every bit Irish as the
first of his family that embarked on the voyage over to America.  His
flaming red hair hung low, almost to his shoulders.  He kept it tied back
to keep it from his face.  His piercing-blue eyes shined brightly from an
intelligent and strong face.  His body was strong and slim with all the
work he had been doing since childhood and from working out on the
wrestling team at college.  He stood 6'2 and would be easily described as a
hunk.  Today, he wore tight jeans which hugged his body like a glove, a
white cotton shirt, his cowboy hat which kept the sun from his eyes and of
course, his boots.
	For a brief moment, a cloud of uncertainty passed his face as he
thought of his secret.  You see, Paul knew that he was different from most
men, from all cowboys he thought.  Ever since his early adolescence, he had
these feelings for other men, for their bodies, for their ...  Well, enough
of these thoughts, they were leading him nowhere.  He would just have to
fight them as there was no way his family would accept anything different.
He was to marry someday and breed a fine family of his own and that was
that.
	He patted his horse and they both went off towards the house.  As
he approached, he saw his father talking to a stranger.  The closer he got,
the more he was curious and, he tried to shake it away but to no avail,
even a little excited.  The man standing next to his father was about the
same height as himself and he could tell that he was strongly built.  He
had on an old pair of faded jeans that were so tight, Paul could see the
outline of a large basket; a red shirt, the typical cowboy hat and an old
pair of dark brown boots.  Paul got off his horse and came up to the two
men.


- "Paul, I want you to meet a newcomer", his father said, "This is Mat.
Mat, this is my son Paul.  He will be your boss around here."

- "Isn't he kind of young?"  replied Mat Paul bristled at the remark but
quickly replied:

- "I've been working this land since I was old enough to walk so I guess
I'm old enough to be your boss.  Is that o.k. with you?"

- "I'm sorry if I've offended you Mr Paul.  I was jest surprised by your
youth, that's all."

- "No offense taken.  Welcome to the ranch Mat."  Paul put out his hand and
shook Mat's hand.  The man's eyes bore into Paul's.  They were black as
night and piercing as if he could see into Paul's thoughts.  He took off
his hat and his hair was short and equally black.  He was in his late
twenties but obviously had worked hard as his muscles were clearly defined
through his shirt and jeans.

- "How about we get you settled in your cabin and I show you around the
place?"  Paul said

- "Fine by me boss."  The man replied

- "You can call me Paul like everyone else does"

- "Thank you.... Paul."
	As they walked to the empty cabin, Paul noticed that Mat seemed to
eye him once in a while.  "Probably sizing me up" Paul thought.  But
inside, Paul's hormones were acting up and he was getting excited just
being near this man.  Paul shook his head and tried to think of other
things.
	Paul showed Mat around his cabin.  Mat wasn't a great talker so
Paul kept the conversation down to the essential.  They returned outside
and Paul told Mat to saddle up a horse and come join him.  As Mat walked
towards the stables, Paul could not help notice the man's muscles.  His ass
was tight and beautifully formed as were his legs.  Images of him and Mat
tangled together naked in a bed came to his mind which he quickly shook
away even though his cock had reacted and started growing.  By the time Mat
had returned, Paul was back to normal but not without some effort.  He was
getting more and more uncomfortable with this new guy and wondered how he
was ever going to be able to control himself all the time since Mat and he
would be working together.
	Paul swung himself up on Rusty, his favorite horse and he and Mat
set out towards the fields.  It was a hot, muggy day and they made their
way slowly.  Paul showed Mat the different areas of the ranch and the
different work they would have to do.  The sun was shining down on both men
and they were sweating heavily.  Mat undid most of the buttons of his shirt
revealing a thick rug of black fur that covered his chest.  His chest was
very well defined with large round pec.  Paul decided to unbutton his own
shirt.


- "I've never met anyone with as much hair as me before."  Mat said

- "I guess we both were blessed in that department.  I've always been
embarassed by the hair and it's color though."

- "Don't be, it is very nice.  I bet all the girls have a great time with
you"

- "Well, I must admit, I do get a lot of looks.  Especially when I'm
wrestling"

- "I used to wrestle when I went to college.  Really enjoyed the sport."

- "You went to college..."  I replied somewhat stupidly.

- "Hired hands don't necessarily have to be stupid you know."

- "I'm sorry... " I blundered" I didn't mean to be rude"

- "No offense taken.  Let's just say we're even."
	They both laughed at that and it seemed to break the ice between
them.  He spoke about his college days and his dreams of becoming a lawyer
but the death of his parents prevented him from continuing.

- "I'm really sorry about your parents and your dreams being messed up."

- "Don't be, I'm really happy doing what I do and I have no regrets.  Say
maybe sometime I can catch up on my wrestling with you if you don't mind"

- "Not at all, it would give me a chance to practice."
	Of course, once again, Paul's mind started playing tricks with
visions of Mat and him tangled in wrestling singlets...  This time his cock
became hard rapidly probably from the movement of the horse below him.  It
soon became very uncomfortable in his jockstrap which he always wore when
riding.  They came to a small creek and decided to stop so the horses could
drink.  As Paul dismounted, he was a little embarrassed at the lump his
cock made in his jeans.  He tried to soften his cock but squeezing it just
did not do the trick.  Mat came up from the creek and Paul saw a very large
lump in his jeans.

- "Yeah, riding always does it to me!" Mat said as he eyed Paul's crotch.

- "I know what you mean, it does it to me everytime."

- "Guess we'll have to find you a girlfriend to help relieve tensions..."

- "No rush for that " Paul replied "College first, then the ranch and then
we'll see"
	They got back on the horses and headed for home.  They got back in
time for supper and as Mat walked back to his shack, Paul could not help
looking at the great ass this guy had and how manly he looked in jeans and
boots.
	Later that evening, Paul decided to take a walk before going to
bed.  It was a beautiful warm evening and the moon shined brightly,
illuminating the countryside.  His brothers were playing pool and he could
here their laughter from the house.  He walked down towards the shacks.
All was quiet as the workers were all in bed, resting up for another hard
day of work.  Paul walked by Mat's cabin and almost hoped he would see him
but the cabin was dark.  All of a sudden he heard a soft moan coming from
one of the windows of the cabin.  He stopped in his tracks and listened
carefully.  It came again, this time a little louder.  Paul crept up to the
window making no noise at all and he slowly peeked into the room.  The moon
was shining down from the other window and Paul could make out a large bed
and a dark form lying there.  His heart started beating more rapidly as he
saw Mat on his bed.  He could tell that Mat was naked and that his hand was
rapidly moving on his cock.  Paul's mouth started drooling as he looked
into the room at Mat's beautiful body writhing in pleasure: one hand
carressing his nipples through his body hair and the other one pumping his
large tool.  Mat moaned loudly as he arched his pelvis in time with his
hand.  Paul could even hear the sound of wet skin against wet skin as Mat's
cock was shining from precum.  By now, Paul's cock was rockhard and
painfully confined by his jockstrap and jeans.  As he watched Mat's
performance, he unzipped and pulled out his meat which was already very wet
with precum.  Pretty soon he was beating in sync with Mat.  He was careful
not to moan out loud for fear of being discovered.  Both men were pounding
their dicks, each seeking a separate outcome.  Mat was very loud about his
pleasure and in a short time his back arched one last time and his cock
erupted with shot after shot of thick white jism.  This brought Paul over
the brink and his cock shot his load into the grass below.  Paul's orgasm
was so intense he had to lean against the house.  He continued watching Mat
as his hands spread his cum all over his belly.  Mat then got up and headed
for the bathroom.  It was Paul's cue to zip up and get out of there.  He
went back up to the house with the image of Mat's naked body dancing in his
mind.


	The next day, after a fitful night, Paul was expected to be at
College for a wrestling meet.  He packed up his gear and headed for the
four-by-four.  Mat called after him:

- "Hi Paul, where are you heading?"

- "I have a wrestling competition today so I have to go to the College."

- "Mind if I join you?"

- "Don't you have any work to attend?"

- "Well I would if my boss was going to give me any....?"
	Paul laughed out loud at that.

- "I guess you are right so hop in if you feel like it."
	Mat got in and both men headed for the town.  They talked about
different things on the way there and in no time they had reached the
College.  Paul left Mat at the entrance of the gym and headed for the
locker room.  He changed into his tight red singlet and got ready for the
match.  Paul was in great shape that day and easily beat all his opponents.
He could see Mat in the crownd and even heard him cheering him on.  He was
kind of excited to have Mat see him in his wrestling suit as it fit him
snuggly revealing his muscles and most of all his crotch.  Paul always got
a little excited during matches and today was no exception: his basket was
slightly enlarged.
	When the matches were over, Mat came over to Paul and congratulated
him on his wins.

- "You really are a good wrestler but I think I can beat you if you want to
try sometime..."  Mat sad slapping Paul on the back.

- "Anytime sounds great to me.  Listen, they are closing the gym in a few
minutes.  I can ask to leave us here and we can give it a try if you want."

- "Are you sure you aren't too tired?"  Mat laughed.

- "You might regret those words" Paul retorted.
	Paul asked the coach if he could use the gym after closing and got
the keys to the doors.  He asked one of his friends for his singlet and
tossed it to Mat inviting him to change in the locker room.  Paul then
closed up after everyone had left and waited for Mat on one of the
wrestling mats.  In a short while, Mat appeared and Paul's eyes were
riveted on a great body.  The singlet was a bit too small and seemed to
carress Mat's body like a glove.  Like Paul, Mat's hair was thick but black
compared to red.
	Both men circled around each other before lunging and starting to
wrestle.  Paul found out quickly that he had a worthy opponent as Mat's
muscles were hard and he strained against the other man as each tried to
bring the other down.  Paul managed a swooping movement with one of his
feet and Mat lost his balance.  Both men fell to the mat and Paul landed on
top of Mat as he quickly wound his legs around Mat's.  By then they were
both sweating and breathing heavily.  Paul tried to bring Mat onto his back
so as to pin him but was having great difficulty.  His crotch was grinding
into Mat's firm ass and this was creating a diversion because his crotch
was quickly getting larger and larger each time he would grind into the
other man's asscheeks.  He was sure Mat could feel his growing cock and was
slightly embarrassed to say the least.  But somehow Mat, feeling Paul's
hesitation, managed to break free and in one movement was rolling Paul
over.  Paul quickly turned onto his stomach and it was Mat's turn to be on
top.  Mat caught one of Paul's legs and with his other arm pushed Paul's
shoulders.  Paul was struggling against this and against his hard-on.  He
managed to get free and Mat had no choice but to get on top of Paul.  It
was then that Paul felt Mat's crotch against his ass and he was surprised
to feel that Mat was as hard as himself.
	Paul had been wrestling for a long time and this was the first time
he had felt another wrestler getting excited at the same time he was.  The
blood was pounding in his head and especially in his cock as Mat grinded
his crotch again and again into Paul.  In one movement, Paul managed to get
onto his side and both men were now side by side facing each other.  For
one short glorious moment, Paul felt Mat's crotch rub against his.  He
almost came at the sensation of another hard cock brushing against his but
quickly returned to his senses.  He grabbed Mat's head and immobilising his
legs was able to pin Mat.
	Paul jumped up and let out a yell of victory as Mat slowly got up
and they shook hands.  Both were breathing laboriously and both were eyeing
each other's crotches.  Paul could not help but notice Mat's crotch and
there was no way to hide his own erection.  Once again, Mat shook Paul's
hand and suddenly hugged him bringing their crotches together for a short
moment of bliss.  They held each other for only a moment but it seemed an
eternity for Paul who could definitly feel Mat's hard cock against his own.

- "Well, I guess we should hit the showers" he told Mat

- "Yeah, we should head back to the ranch" Mat replied
	Both men showered quickly but Paul's eyes were riveted to Mat's
great looking cock.  By the time they were in the shower, both of them had
managed to relax a bit and the dicks were almost soft.  Paul could tell
that they were both similar in the penile department.  Mat had an abundant
bush of black hair which was quite comparable to Paul's lush red forest
surrounding his penis and balls.  Little was said during the shower and
pretty soon they were heading back to the ranch.

- "I guess we will have to have a rematch sometime" Mat said

- "Anytime is my time" Paul replied.

- "So, do we have a big day tomorrow?"

- "Yes, we have some fencing to do at one of the farthest parts of the
ranch so get a good night sleep."
	When they arrived at the ranch, Mat thanked Paul for the day and
headed towards his cabin.  Once again Paul watched him go.  One of his
brothers, Daniel who was sixteen, came up and told him that supper was
ready.  Daniel was a good looker himself, almost as tall as Paul but with
blond hair and no hair on his body.  Daniel was his favorite brother as
both of them got along very well.
	After supper, Paul decided to head up to his room.  As he
undressed, the thought of Mat popped up once again in his brain and his
cock was starting to leap up in his jockstrap.  All of a sudden, Daniel
walked into his room and stopped short as he noticed Paul's slightly
enlarged pouch.

- "Daniel, aren't you supposed to knock before entering?"

- "Oops, sorry bro.  But I wanted to know how the match went today."
	Paul told him and even surprised himself by telling Daniel about
the match with Mat.  Daniel and Paul were sitting on the bed by now.

- "I've started wrestling at school and I hope to be able to wrestle you
some day, maybe even kick your butt" Daniel said playfully.

- "You will have to work a lot before that happens" Paul said as he
jokingly punched Daniel's arm.
	Daniel pushed Paul a bit and Paul returned the push.  Pretty soon
both of them were rolling around the bed play-wrestling.  It did'nt take
much time for Paul to pin Daniel.  As Daniel got up to head for his room,
Paul noticed that his jeans were hiding a hard-on but he thought it was
adolescent hormones overacting just like himself.
	The next day, Paul and Mat headed out to the farthest end of Paul's
family land.  It took a little over an hour to reach the final fences which
they were supposed to mend.  It was another hot muggy day and in no time
both men had discarded their shirts while struggling with the fence
mendind.  The sweat made their hair stick to their bodies and once in a
while Paul would steal a glance at Mat's great muscled backside.  They
stopped a while for lunch and got back to work as soon as possible.  Paul
wanted to finish early so they could take a swim at one of the many little
lakes around the estate.  By two thirty, they had finished.  Paul and Mat
headed for the small pool of water that was just inside a little forest.
It was a great place to go and Paul and his brothers had used this cool
place many a time after a hard day of work.  They arrived a few minutes
later and dismounted.  Paul then remembered that he had not brought any
swimwear.  As he hesitated, he saw Matt remove his boots and pants and head
for the pool in just his jockstrap.  Feeling a bit more confident, and
somewhat aroused, Paul pulled off his own boots and pants and with his
jockstrap starting to get larger, he half-ran to the pool and threw himself
in the cool water.  Matt had already jumped in.  Both men swam around
enjoying the fresh feel of water against skin.  At one point Paul was
standing with the water up to his neck and Matt swam over to him.  They
talked about this and that, mostly about the next day of work.  Matt then
plunged under the water and in a second or two, Paul felt his legs being
pulled as he splashed into the deep water.  The match was on as both men
tried to push or pull the other into some kind of hold.  They broke for air
and quickly returned to the deep.  This time Matt wrapped his body around
Paul's, his arms around Paul's waist, holding him close.  Paul put his arms
around Matt's waist and gave him a strong bearhug.  Without letting go,
both men returned to the surface to catch some air.  As they breathed and
laughed, their eyes locked and something like electricity went from one to
the other.  In record time, Paul's cock was rockhard and he felt another
hardness rubbing against his own as Matt's cock rose to the occasion.  They
were now panting from the passion that rose in their cocks.

- "I'm sorry.." Matt said

- "Why, I'm not" Paul replied

- "But you're the boss..."

- "Right now, I'm Paul, I'm a man and I want you like nothing before."
Matt brought his lips to Paul's and they brushed together softly then more
urgently.  It was then that Matt slipped his tongue into Paul's mouth and
their tongues met.  Paul had never before felt this great and excited.  He
could feel the cum boil in his balls as he started to hump against Matt's
hard cock.  Matt replied and soon both men were rubbing their tools
together, still trapped by the jockstraps.  With the kissing and humping,
it did not take long for Paul to explode and he did so with loud moans.  As
his first shot hit his jockstrap, Matt growled and grew tense as his own
cock spurt it's load.  Both men looked down to see their sperm mix in the
water.  Their mouths came together again in a tender kiss, the type of kiss
after bliss, slower not urgent for release.
	They let go of each other and swam to the edge.  As they got out,
they lay down on the green grass by the pool of water.  Matt got on top of
Paul and their arms went around each other and their mouths found each
other again.  It did not take very long for both men to be hard and
throbbing again.

- "Let's take these jockstraps off and really feel each other" Matt said
pulling Paul's jockstrap down.  Paul pulled Matt's off and then Matt
brought his body slowly down on top of Paul's.  The first skin contact was
their cockheads.  Matt stopped for a while to fully feel the exciting
contact of cock flesh against cock flesh.  The dicks throbbed and a drop of
precum leaked out of each piss-slit and made their heads shiny and slimy.
Matt then lowered himself fully onto Paul, their bodies coming into full
frontal contact, their cocks trapped between their bellies, shaft to shaft;
their balls sliding together between their opened legs.  Their bodies began
a love duet as they began thrusting together, letting their cocks slide
against each other.
	That's when they heard a noise.  Paul quickly turned his head to
see Daniel coming towards them.  He pushed Matt off and both men stood up
trying to hide their erections.  Matt felt as if his world had collapsed;
his brother would surely tell everyone what he had seen.
	Daniel laughed out loud and as he approached the men quickly
started to take off his shirt revealing his well defined chest and erect
nipples.  Matt looked at Paul and smiled.  The relief was quite visible in
Paul's face as he went towards Daniel.

- "I thought I would join you in the fun, if you don't mind" Daniel said.

- "Little brother, it would be a pleasure if you're sure that's what you
want."

- "Look at my crotch and ask me that again..."  Daniel replied.

	Paul did look down to see the mound of hard flesh in his brother's
jeans.  He quickly unzipped Daniel's pants and pulled them down to reveal
his brother's jockstrap quite stretched to the limits.  The jockstrap was
quickly removed as Daniel began removing his boots, then his pants and then
his jockstrap.  Daniel was quite a work of art, blond hair, blond crotch
hair and a beautiful large cock throbbing wildly right then.
	Matt came up behind Daniel and put his arms around the young guy as
Paul came in closer and pressed his body against Daniel, bringing their
brotherly cocks together.  The three men brought their mouths together in a
wild and wet kiss.  Daniel moaned out loud and the other two grunted their
pleasure.  The three men lowered themselves onto the grass and it was a
tangle of bodies, flesh to flesh, cock seeking cock.  Their hands were all
over each other, tweaking tits, carressing asscheeks; their bodies grinding
against each other seeking release.  They managed to arrange themselves so
that the three cocks were together, thrusting against each other, the
precum making them all wet and slick, easier to slide against.  Their
kissing grew more passionate as their tongues wrestled between them.  Their
cries grew louder as they were quickly approaching climax, the sensuality
of this being too much.  The thrusting was stronger as their bodies grew
rigid and then almost together, they came, three hard throbbing cocks
spewing their jism between their bodies.  The sperm went all over their
chests and crotches and as they continued to thrust and rub, it mixed
between their bodies uniting them like cement.
	As they slowly returned to earth, their kissing continued until
their cocks, spent and empty, grew soft.  Still they did not let go of each
other trying to savor each moment of pleasure.  After a while, they let go
and as they laughed, they jumped into the pool to wash off the cum and
sweat.  Paul couldn't help wondering why he had not done this earlier and
now was looking forward to the long summer where they would have many more
of these moments.  He would find a way to tell his family but for now he
would enjoy all he could.