Date: Mon, 13 Apr 2015 20:24:59 +0200
From: Nifty Boy <niftyboy01@gmail.com>
Subject: Red Lightning: Chapter 1

Red Lightning

by Nifty Boy


Chapter 1: The Horse Thief

Red Lightning opened his eyes and yawned. It was early morning and still
pitch dark in the tipi he shared with youths of his age. He sat up and
rubbed his eyes sleepily. The air was stifling, made hotter by the heat of
the sleeping bodies of his friends lying close by. He slid his blanket off
and groped for a thin rope and small pouch with nuts that he prepared the
evening before.  He was naked except for an anklet at his left leg. He
silently got up and glanced around, hoping that he didn't wake
anybody. Wild Coyote, one of his friends, stirred but then turned on his
side and continued sleeping. Red Lightning carefully stepped out of the
tipi and stretched and yawned again. He fastened the pouch to the rope to
it and tied it around his hips. It was hot, but the air was cleaner than
inside the tipi and he soon felt more awake.

He glanced around furtively, but apart from the sound of snoring the
village was quiet. Since weeks Red Lightning had planned to sneak away from
the village, ever since he overheard a trader talk about a large herd of
horses a day's walk west. Traders came irregularly to their village, and
everyone was excited when one visited and told stories. Since he heard the
trader talk about the horses, Red Lightning's thoughts were fixed on how to
catch one.  He was dreaming of owning a horse and wanted to catch one
himself. It would give him a lot of prestige with his friends and even with
the braves of his village.

Usually he was one of the latest to rise, but today he woke up early enough
to sneak away without anybody noticing.  He realized that he had forgotten
his breechcloth inside the tipi. He hesitated and wondered if he should
crawl back in to get it, but then decided to remain naked. He anyway wore
very little most of the time. Since they became teenagers, his friends all
started wearing fitted breechcloths, with the cloth tucked between the legs
and looped around a belt in the back and front. Red Lightning in contrast
usually wore just a simple rope around his hips with a small piece of cloth
attached to it in the front, barely covering his penis.  His friends often
made jokes about his bare ass, but he knew that quite a number of girls and
even some boys and braves glanced at him appreciatively when they thought
he didn't notice it.

Red Lightning tried to get away with as small a flap covering his penis as
possible. The piece of cloth he was wearing since a few months was so small
and narrow that he has to get rid of his pubic hair. The evening before, he
used wax of a candle to become completely smooth. He reached down and
touched his pubic region, checking whether he had been thorough, but he
felt completely smooth without any hair.

Last year he grew quite a lot and he was nearly as tall as some of the
braves. He was slim and willowy, with long limbs and clearly defined
muscles. He had almond shaped eyes and long, black hair and a number of
girls had shown their interest in him in a quite obvious manner.

Like his friends, he became hard often during the day when they played. The
tiny piece of cloth hanging in front of his penis was unable to hide his
erection once he became excited. At the beginning, his friends laughed and
giggled whenever Red Lightning's cock pointed straight up. After a while,
everybody was used to it and it was normal for boys of his age got hard all
the time anyway. Once he became excited, he stroked himself until he shot
off his seed and sometimes a boy or girl even helped him masturbating.

Red Lightning noticed the first rays of the sun appearing at the horizon
and started walking in the opposite direction.  The ground was pleasantly
warm and comfortable under his bare feet, but he knew that soon the sun
would start burning down. After an hour, there was enough light to see
clearly where he set his feet and he started to jog. He knew he could keep
the speed for hours, and he was soon breathing deeply and regularly, with
sweat running down his smooth body and his skin glistening under the hot
sun.

After a few hours he arrived at a small river and he took a break and
drank. He waded into the water to cool down and splashed around. He rested
for some minutes and ate some nuts. After he felt sated, he got up and
continued jogging westwards.

Shortly after midday he noticed a herd of horses grazing about a mile
away. He slowed and walked towards the herd until he arrived at a fence. He
spotted a gate and opened it and entered through.  He approached the herd
slowly. He stopped and remained still, watching the horses. A black foal
stared back at him and he made soft, cooing noises. The foal snorted and
looked confused, since it probably had never seen a naked youth
before. After a while it started walking towards him. Red Lightning slowly
crouched and tore out some grass and held it out to the foal.  It hesitated
at first, but then started nibbling at the grass. Red Lightning gently
patted its neck and side to calm it. He started walking slowly backwards
towards the gate. The foal followed him until they were both outside the
gate.

He patted the foal for some minutes. Once the foal was calm, he carefully
untied the rope around his waist and fastened it loosely around the neck of
the horse. He pulled gently at the rope and the foal started following him
while Red Lightning continued talking softly to calm the animal. They
walked eastwards and he estimated that they would arrive at the village in
the afternoon of the next day. He was excited and already imagined how
envious his friends would be when he entered the village, riding on the
foal.

John sat on his horse, sweating in the heat. His father sent him out to
check on the horses. As every self- respecting teenager, he complained and
grumbled but he knew that it was necessary and deep down he enjoyed being
away from the ranch for a few days. He was wearing heavy jeans and boots
and a shirt, long since soaked with sweat.  He tipped his hat lower over
his eyes, but it didn't really help against the heat.  He entered a narrow
ravine which he knew would lead him to the field where the horses grazed.

He looked up to wipe sweat from his brow and noticed a small horse led by a
brown figure, a few hundred yards away. They were too far away to make out
clearly, but the ravine was so narrow that they would have to pass close by
him. He reached down to check if his lasso was still securely fastened and
ready for use and he was glad to have his revolver loaded in his holster.

As the distance decreased, he noticed that the small horse was a foal,
walking behind a Native American youth. His eyes widened when he realized
that the youth was stark naked. The ravine was too narrow for them to pass
easily so they all stopped and he looked down on the youth. John blushed
and tried not to stare too obviously, but he was unable not to notice that
the youth was smooth and slender, his skin the color of bronze and
glistening with sweat. His glance slid further down and he noticed the
Indian's penis dangling over smooth balls and without any pubic hair at
all. The youth looked up at him and John felt that the youth was as nervous
and tense as he.

Finally John decided to make a start.

"Who are you? Do you speak English" he asked.

"I am called Red Lightning and I speak some English" the youth replied,
speaking with heavily accented, lilting English.

"What are you doing here?" John inquired.

The youth glanced furtively left and right.

"I am hunting."

John looked again at the youth and blushed. He managed to finally wrest his
glance away and looked at the foal.  He gasped when he noticed that it was
branded with the sign of his father's ranch.

"Why did you steal our horse" he shouted.

The Indian flinched back, frightened by the ferocity of John's scream.

Red Lightning panicked and jumped on the horse. He pressed his thighs
against the side of the foal, trying to make the colt turn and gallop
away. The foal reared and Red Lightning had to clamp his thighs hard around
the horse, desperately trying not to be thrown off.

John quickly took his lasso and swung it above his head, waiting for the
right moment to let it fly. He watched the youth fighting with the rearing
foal, the boy's muscles rippling as he struggled frantically not to be
thrown off. John let the lasso fly and the noose fell over the youth and he
pulled hard. The noose tightened around the arms of the youth and pulled
him off the foal.  He landed hard on his back, his breath knocked out of
him.

John jumped from his horse and on the youth. Red Lightning buckled and
trashed around wildly. His skin was smooth and slippery it was nearly
impossible for John to hold him down. Finally John managed to turn him on
his stomach. He straddled him and held him down. His bigger weight slowly
paid off. The youth continued twisting and writhing, but after long
minutes, John felt him becoming weaker.

John reached into his pocket and pulled out a short rope and after further
struggling finally managed to tie the youth's wrists securely behind his
back. He scrambled up and looked down at the naked boy who groaned and
finally got up too, trembling and breathing hard. His body was even
sweatier than before and caked with dust. He looked nervously at John but
still managed to be defiant.

"Let me go, I didn't do anything" the youth gasped.

John just laughed and shook his head.

"No, you will come back to our ranch and my father will decide what to do
with it. He really hates horse thieves."

John glared menacingly and stepped closer to pull the lasso off the youth,
slid the noose around the neck of the foal and tied the lasso to his horse.

"You will have to ride on my horse, the foal is not broken in yet" John
said, and then wondered how to place Red Lightning on his horse.

"I...ah...will help you on my horse" he said nervously.

He stepped behind the youth and tried to lift him up. He felt strange
touching a naked body and he placed his hands awkwardly around the boy's
slim waist. He tried to lift him but he soon realized that it didn't
work. He put one arm around the Indian's waist, then he bend down and
grasped the ankle of the boy and lifted his leg up until the foot was on
the neck of his horse. By doing this he was close to the youth's groin and
he felt his own cock swell even more. John placed his palms on Red
Lightning's buttocks and pushed him on top of the horse.

Red Lightning finally was sitting on the horse and stared down furiously at
John. He was flustered and strained against the rope tying his wrists
behind his back, his lean muscles flexing.

John jumped up and sat behind him on his saddle. He pulled at the reins and
they started moving, the foal trotting behind.

Red Lightning continued protesting and demanding to be let free, but after
John remained silent, he gave up and tried to conserve his strength. John
was finally able to look at the youth without him noticing it.  Before him
was the youth's smooth back and when he looked down he was presented by
round and firm buttocks. The tied hands of the youth were close to his
groin and John slid back a bit, afraid that the Indian might feel his
bulge. The thighs of Red Lightning were firm and muscular and he noticed
the light of the sun reflecting off his sweaty skin, outlining every
muscles.  John leaned forward and inhaled the musky smell of the Indian.
Leaning forward even more, he managed to look down at the youth's groin,
with the flaccid penis lying on top of his round, smooth balls.

"Ah...why are you naked?" he finally asked, trying to break the
silence. John hasn't met many Native Americans yet, and he didn't know if
going naked was their normal custom.

"It is hot", Red Lightning replied sullenly, "why should I wear anything?"

John nodded and continued glancing again and again at the naked youth
sitting in front of him. He felt strange and excited. He only had one
sexual experience which had had been a disaster. About a year ago, he
fooled around with the daughter of their neighbor. They hid in the barn and
he pulled down his trousers while she touched his hard cock. He came all
over her hands within seconds and she screamed and ran away. When he pulled
up his trousers and went looking for her, she was washing her hands and
cried hysterically. He sulked away, absolutely mortified and hoping that
nobody would ever hear about what happened.

When he was alone in bed, his thoughts often wandered to boys, but he was
too afraid to admit this even to himself. Now he felt his erection
straining uncomfortably within his jeans. He breathed deeply, trying to
calm down.

Red Lightning was desperate.  He heard terrible stories about what white
people did to horse thieves but he didn't see any way out of his
predicament. He tested the rope tying his wrists but it was secure and he
was unable to loosen it even slightly. Despite his fear, he started to feel
drowsy and he struggled to keep his eyes open.  He leaned back against
John, swaying as he tried to stay awake.

John instinctively put his hand on the Indian's chest to hold him
straight. John felt the smooth skin under his palm and Red Lightning's
heart beating. He kept his pam lightly on his chest and he got hard again
at once. After a while he noticed something hard between his fingers and
realized that it was the nipple of the youth which had become stiff and
erect. He leaned forward and glanced down at the groin of the youth. He
wondered if he was only imaging it or if the cock had not grown
slightly. He stared, and then he watched amazed as the penis moved slightly
and stiffened slowly but surely. John held his breath, transfixed by the
slowly swelling cock. He watched it lift from the balls,then growing more
and more until it was pointing straight up.  It was a sizeable erection,
reaching up to the navel of the boy.

Red Lightning moaned softly and John felt the Indian's heart beating
quicker. The youth spread his thighs wider and John was shocked when he
felt him rubbing slowly and sensuously against him. Finally Red Lightning
turned his head and looked into John's eyes. John swallowed, unsure what to
do. Finally he let his hand slide down slightly and was rewarded by the
youth moaning louder. Encouraged he moved his hand further down, till he
felt the head of the cock brushing against it. He left it there, while the
youth whimpered and squirmed, his cockhead already sticky with
pre-cum. John waited, too nervous to continue. The youth squirmed and
spread his thighs even wider. The Indian clenched his buttocks to slide his
glans against John's hand. John took a deep breath and placed his flat hand
on the youth's erection.

Red Lightning spasmed and arched his back and John felt pre-cum flowing
over his hand.  John moaned too, sure now that Red Lightning wanted him to
stroke his erection. He wrapped his hand around the cock, nearly cumming
himself. The youth writhed and moaned and thrust up against John's
hand. John started stroking him and felt the hard cock throbbing and
pulsing. Red Lightning leaned his head back against John's shoulder, his
eyes closed and moaning louder and louder. Suddenly he gasped loudly and

John felt Red Lightning's cock swelling and hardening even more. The youth
convulsed and John stared in awe at a huge string of semen shooting out and
hitting the Indian's chest. He continued pumping in John's hand, white cum
flowing all over his fingers.  Red Lightning moaned happily, his climax
slowly subsiding. He opened his eyes and smiled at John. The boy remained
leaning against John who put his sticky hand back on the youth's
chest. After a while John felt he boy's heartbeat slowing as he calmed down
and relaxed.

"Thank you", Red Lightning purred, not at all embarrassed.

John just nodded, unable to speak, his own cock still rock hard and
throbbing inside his jeans.  Red Lightning's cock became flaccid again and
they continued riding. They didn't talk but the youth remained leaning back
against John's chest, snoring softly. John left his sticky hand on the
boy's chest, gently squeezing the nipple with his fingers. He placed his
other hand on the Indian's pubic region, so low that John's finger grazed
against the base of the soft penis.