Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2002 19:59:28 -0800 (PST)
From: hagenf1@yahoo.com
Subject: Two Older Cowboys

	I'm a salesman who spends a lot of time on the road.  One night I
was traveling through Oklahoma when I needed to stop for the night.  I
checked into a cheap motel and decided to visit a country bar across the
road.  I took off my coat and tie and just walked across the highway
wearing a short-sleeve button down, my gray polyester slacks, dark socks,
and dress shoes.  When I was on the road, I was used to going to dives and
getting a beer or two.  I was also on the prowl for cock once in awhile.
At home, I had a steady partner, but the road can be lonely.  We had a deal
and so I occasionally looked for a blowjob or a quick screw.  My name is
Harry and I'm 52.  I am about 5'9, 165 pounds with salt and pepper hair and
clean-shaven.  I'm an average guy in the equipment area, about 6 and a half
inches uncut with a fairly good-sized set of nuts.
	I entered the bar and saw a few men hanging around shooting pool
and two cowboys at the bar.  I eased onto a stool near the two old cowboys
and ordered a draft.  I minded my own business, but quietly eyed the men
around the bar.  My gaydar didn't pick up any vibes so I contented myself
with drinking a few beers and listening to the usual redneck chatter around
the bar.  I slowly began to notice the two older cowboys to my right.
Every so often, I would catch one of them eyeing me over.  First, I figured
they were just eyeing a stranger, but soon something started to make me
wonder if they were checking me out.  I went to the mensroom to take a
leak.  I figured if one was interested in me he would follow me in.  I
stood at the trough urinal and let loose a beer.  I waited a bit longer
than I needed, quietly hoping one would come in.  I worked my tight
foreskin back and forth a few times to milk out the last bit of piss, but
tucked it back into my briefs when no one came in.
	I eased back to the bar and oddly, the two cowboys introduced
themselves.  Darryl was about 55 or so with a black cowboy hat, grayish
hair around his ears, a nice thin moustache, with a slightly worn face.
Piercing gray eyes darted over a nice grin.  He was wearing cowboy boots,
faded jeans, a county style button down shirt with the top two buttons
open.  Through the open shirt, I saw a nice carpet of black and gray hairs
sticking out.  He was a bit shorter than me at 5'7 with a thin build, but
fairly strong arms.  Milburn was a mite bit older at around 61 or 62.  He
was a taller man, maybe 6'2 or 6'3 about 195 pounds.  He wore a faded gray
cowboy hat with a nice short sleeve shirt and worn, but crisp blue jeans.
His face had some wind lines and his eyes were a deep brown.  His silver
hair that just showed under the hat brim had my cock starting to stir.  I
had always been attracted to older men.  Something about their maturity
just fires up my cock.  Older men know how to use a cock and how to treat
one right.  These younger fellas are somewhat obnoxious and they cum in 2
minutes and that's it.  An older man knows how to hold his cum and how to
make you pop like a cork when they want you to.  If these two cowboys
wanted me, they had me as soon as they asked.
	We chatted for a while and I bought them some beers.  I tried to
scope out their crotches, but the bar prevented it.  Finally, I had to piss
again and said so.  Darryl said he needed to piss too and off we went.  My
heart began to beat quicker as I knew I would get a good look at this man's
cock.  I told my dick to stay down and behave.  As we went up to the
urinal, I fished my cock out over the elastic waistband of my Fruit of the
Looms.  I started to piss and eased a glance over at Darryl.  His cock was
poking out over his fingers and I grinned as I saw him ease back his
foreskin.  I love an uncut cock; the way a cock ought to be.  My daddy
wouldn't let the docs cut mine and he damn near had to punch the doc out to
stop him.  Daddy always told me men have no right to mess with the way God
made a man.  I couldn't agree more.  An intact cock is fun to play with and
great as hell to suck and take deep inside.  I love to suck uncut cocks and
play with all that extra skin.
	As my thoughts wandered, I forgot to stop looking at Darryl's
cherry red knob sticking out from his partially retracted foreskin.  He
asked if I liked what I saw.  I damn near pissed all over the wall trying
to act like I hadn't been looking.  He just laughed loudly and said quietly
that Milburn and him had been eyeing me all night for some fun if I was
interested.  I gulped and nodded quickly as I noticed my cock beginning to
grow in my hand.  I shook it off and snapped my briefs back up over it.
Darryl finished up and we headed back to the bar.  Darryl nodded at Milburn
who promptly suggested it was time to head home.  As we left the bar, they
joined me in crossing the road to the motel room.  Once inside, I nervously
waited for them to make the first move.  I had never been with two men
before and didn't want to appear to eager.  Milburn, being the eldest,
quietly took charge.
	He asked me if I would be kind enough to help them out of their
clothes.  I smiled and quickly commenced to stripping them one at a time.
I set Darryl's clothes neatly on the dresser until he was down to his Hanes
white briefs.  Nothing sexier than a man in his tight, white underpants.  I
ran my hands through his thick chest hair as we kissed deeply on the lips.
His tongue and mine intertwined as I ran my hands up his back and down to
his cotton-covered butt cheeks.  They were firm and I had to tear myself
away.  I knelt down and run my fingers under his waistband.  His cock made
a nice protrusion over a nice outline of this substantial scrotum.  I
couldn't wait any longer and eased the elastic waistband down slowly.  His
penis sprung out in a steadily growing erection.  His foreskin covered his
helmet, but his cock grew straight towards me.  His balls flopped down and
hung somewhat loosely in his hairy nut sac.  His balls looked a bit bigger
and heavier than mine.  I could only guess as to how much cum those balls
had in them, but I wanted it in me one way or the other.  I pumped his cock
gently with my right hand while palming his plump balls.  I eased back his
foreskin until his cherry red knob popped out into the warm hotel room.  A
drop of clear precum seeped out of the slit and drooled to the floor.
Darryl groaned as I gently masturbated him to a full 7-inch hard-on.  His
cock pulsed in my hand and I think he was a bit upset when I let go to
strip his older cowboy friend of his clothes.
	Stripping Milburn was even more fun.  I did the same strip routine
until the older gent was down to his BVDs.  I twirled my fingers through
the line of hair on his belly down to the black-lined waistband.  I
swallowed a bit hard as I saw the prominent shape of a rather large penis
hiding behind the bright white cotton.  I gave in and yanked down the old
cowboys briefs.  Milburn's cock sprung straight into my face and the tip
poked me in the nose; leaving a small drop of his precum on my face.
Milburn was one hung cowboy.  I had dreamed of an older man with a cock
like this for years.  I used both hands to grab hold and marveled at his
length.  He was a good 8 or 8 and a half inches long.  My own cock was
painfully trying to get hard in my tight jockeys.  I could feel my precum
oozing into my Fruit of the Looms and spreading across my gray slacks.  I
felt Darryl start to unbutton my shirt as I worshiped Milburn's big penis.
I had to uncap his purple knob from the last bit of his thick, loose
foreskin.  It bunched up behind the knob as I ran my fingers down the thick
vein underneath.  His penis stood slightly above parallel and was a
beautiful flesh color.  A thick vein ran across the top and I groaned at
his heavy ball sac.  His scrotum was a fair bit bigger than Darryl's or
mine.  Darryl was a lucky man indeed if he got a chance at the quart of cum
that surely was inside the old cowboys nuts.
	I sucked the purple plum into my mouth and gave head for all I was
worth.  Milburn was very sensitive to my tongue working under and around
his foreskin, corona, and vein.  He moaned in ecstasy as I swallowed a good
five inches of his cock into my throat.  He pushed my head back and Darryl
eased me onto the bed.  The two older cowboys stripped me like a pack
animal.  Soon, I was on my back as the older men stared at my body clad
only in my Fruit of the Looms.  My cock was pushing straight up and had
begun to lift my waistband away from my hairy belly.  I had already leaked
enough precum to wet the better part of the front panel of my briefs.
Milburn reached in from the foot of the bed and carefully lifted the
waistband up over my cock so as not to bend it.  My cock stood proudly
erect with my foreskin partially retracted.  I have a lot of foreskin; so
even erect some of it hangs over the tip.  Only when I'm fucking does it
unrolls all the way back.
	Then, both cowboys eased onto me.  Darryl sank his stiff pecker
into my mouth with his balls resting on my chin and throat.  I felt Milburn
swallow my cock like it was water.  I strained at the wet warmth of his
cowboy mouth.  He slowly worked my cock over from stem to stern with his
tongue and began to take my balls into his mouth until they were soaked in
saliva.  I licked Darryl's cock voraciously and lapped up his precum.  He
fed me his hard-on over and over until I had to beg for some air.  Milburn
asked if I liked to get fucked and I hurriedly nodded.  I rolled of the bed
just long enough to retrieve some condoms and some lube from my travel bag.
The old cowboys whooped it up a bit at that and I laid back on the bed.  As
Darryl unrolled a white condom down his 7 inches, Milburn began working
lube and his long index finger up my rear end.  I pulled up my legs to my
chest and soon two fingers were loosening up my sphincter.
	I held my breath in anticipation as Darryl climbed between my legs
and lined up his condom covered cock knob with my opening.  Milburn
straddled my head and held my legs back.  I used my tongue to lick his
ample balls and the occasional strand of precum that oozed from his
semi-hard penis.  I felt Darryl's round knob press against my opening.  I
jerked a bit as the old cowboy punched it right past my sphincter.  I let
out a deep breath as Milburn quietly talked to me and told me to relax.  I
quit tensing up and soon Darryl began to burrow more cock inside me.  I
concentrated on sucking Milburn until his cock was hard enough that it
wouldn't bend down anymore.  I moaned loudly when Darryl finished putting
all seven inches of his penis inside my tunnel.  I could feel a nice set of
hairy balls on my ass cheeks.
	Darryl began to slowly pump that nice round shaft of his in and
out.  The bed began to creak and the headboard began to thump quietly.  I
didn't give a damn if the President was next door hearing it.  I was
getting fucked by a handsome cowboy and I loved it.  After about five
minutes, Darryl began to get some leverage and fuck me harder.  My
sphincter had relaxed and my hot tunnel eagerly welcomed the cock
penetrating deep each thrust.  Sweat was forming on Darryl's face and chest
as my body was coated with a fine sheen of sweat.  Milburn moved beside me
and grabbed his hard piece of old cowboy cock.  He began to rub my mouth
and I opened gladly.  I sucked hard on his cock as my ass was getting
pounded.  My own penis was flopping against my belly; hard as granite.  I
had small streams of precum crisscrossing my hairy belly from all the
pressure on my prostrate.  Boy, nothing like that feeling huh?  I wasn't
worried about cumming because I never came while getting fucked.
	Darryl had been shoving that hot column of flesh for a solid 15
minutes when Milburn told him to hurry up and shoot, so he could take a
ride on me.  I was thrilled and terrified at the prospect of Milburn's bull
cock plowing into me, but damn I wanted it bad too.  Darryl really started
working his cock in and out fast as he could.  The whole bed shook as he
drove into my tender, hot back door.  I knew he was getting close to
cumming because involuntary grunts began to emerge from his throat.
Suddenly, he sat back on his haunches and all seven inches of cock popped
from my ass.  I yelped at the sudden loss of his perfectly shaped cock.
Milburn eased my legs alongside Darryl as Darryl frantically pulled the
condom from his penis.  Darryl reared up on his knees and stroked his fat
cock rapidly.  In just a few seconds, he gasped that he was cumming.  I
looked down to see the first strand of thick white sperm jet from his slit
onto my belly.  Another strand of cum splattered out as the old cowboy
really pumped his cock hard.  Three more spurts of cum, each thick and
creamy landed on my belly or groin.  The last one drooled out onto the
shaft of my still hard cock.  The older cowboy kept stroking his foreskin
up over the knob to get the last drops of cum out.  His breath came in
ragged gasps and pants.  Soon, his cock began to shrink and hide under his
foreskin.  He laid down heavily on his side next to me.
	Milburn patted Darryl on the head and complimented him on a solid
screw and a nice good cum.  I couldn't agree more!  I then watched as
Milburn worked to get a rubber down over his cock.  His purplish knob had a
lot of girth and he had to snap the rubber over it and then I gulped as the
condom spread wide over his thick member.  The rubber stopped near the base
of his ample shaft and I cautiously pulled my knees to my chest.  I didn't
care anymore.  I needed his big, old cowboy cock up my back door right now.
He grinned and politely laid on top of me.  He carefully put his thick
mushroom against my pucker and looked down at me.  He told me to hang on
and then just pummeled his big pecker deep into my ass.  I clutched at his
shoulders as his shaft filled my ass and stretched my sphincter.  I bit
hard on my lip and stifled a pleasurable scream into his chest.  He just
quietly held himself deep inside as tremors went through my body.  I was
one with his big cock and I wanted all the cum he could give me.  Then next
10 minutes of my life were unsurpassable.  His big shaft of flesh drilled
into me like he was trying for oil.
	I began to accommodate his girth and loved the sound of his fat
balls slapping my upturned ass.  His scrotum tapping my cheeks kept time
with his deep, steady thrusts.  Milburn knew how to use his big penis to
give me the ride of my life.  He seemed completely at ease for 10 minutes
until he began to really batter my back door.  He wanted to cum and I was
the one who was going to give it to him.  I moaned, groaned and enjoyed
every minute of his pounding.  I didn't want him to stop.  Soon, I felt a
familiar sensation in my balls, which were getting stimulated and pounded
by his ever-thrusting belly.  I told Milburn I thought I was going to cum.
He smiled politely through lustful eyes and sweat dripping off his brow.
The old cowboy just leaned back a bit and the big mushroom of his cock
began to pop my prostrate with every stroke.  I didn't even have to stroke
my penis as I felt a big orgasm sear through my shaft.  Milburn quit
thrusting and looked down at my groin.  My first shot of cum pumped onto my
chest and the next 5 joined the gooey white mess on my belly and groin from
Darryl's substantial sperm load from earlier.  Milburn looked quite pleased
as he noticed the look of euphoria on my face.
	I felt like I had cum all the sperm from both of my testicles.  My
chest heaved and the stars began to clear from my eyes.  I realized
Milburn's 8 inches of cowboy cock were still buried in my clenching rear
end.  He nodded and resumed the steady stroke of his mature cock.  He
screwed me and my back door for another 20 minutes solid.  I couldn't wait
to see this old cowboy unload his sperm into or onto me.  Darryl got up and
moved behind Milburn and I saw Milburn raised up a bit but keep on
stroking.  Darryl had inserted a finger in Milburn's back door and was
massaging his ass.  Within a minute, Milburn was pounding me so hard the
bed shook violently and the headboard sounded like a drum.  Darryl
retreated and Milburn yanked his big cock out of my tunnel causing me to
groan with a sense of loss.  The condom came rolling off and the old cowboy
short stroked that big stud penis of his until his cock erupted like a
geyser.
	Rope after white rope of cum pumped out of his fat mushroom.  I
counted 8 strands of cum hitting my chest and belly before he started to
tail off.  I was covered in lines of cum as I watched Milburn squeeze every
ounce of cum from his withering meat.  Best night of my life.

If you liked it, you may contact the author at hagenf1@yahoo.com.  Please
refer to the story title!  Thanks, Ken.