From: an175282@anon.penet.fi (Jack_Forester) Reply-To: an175282@anon.penet.fi Date: Sun, 12 Feb 1995 20:18:28 UTC Subject: Big Sky (m/m, western) This is a repost of Chapter One of "Tales from Big Sky Country". I am also posting the just completed Chapter 2 in a separate post. I have plans for at least two more chapters to be posted sometime in the next month or two. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these first two chapters of the story. J.F. Disclaimer. The following story is intended for adults over the age of 18. It contains acts of consensual sex between adult men. It is a work of pure fiction. Any similarity to real persons or events is purely coincidental. TALES FROM BIG SKY COUNTRY by Jack Forester CHAPTER 1: A LESSON IN ROPING Mitch had been nervous about his move to Montana. He had only recently finished vet school and had moved to Montana to take over the practice of a retiring veterinarian, old Doc Johnson. Although Mitch was trained in large animal and livestock medicine, the whole idea of having a practice of his own in a whole new place was pretty overwhelming at first. But then again, if Old Doc Johnson was willing to let Mitch take over the practice, he must have thought Mitch could do it. He soon found the people in his new community were very friendly and supportive; before long people were calling him Doc, just like they had with Old Doc Johnson. What struck Mitch most about Montana was how different it was from any other place he had lived before. Not only was the country beautiful and open, but it also had an indescribable western feeling to it. On his first day of work, Mitch, or Doc as he was now called, really knew he was in the west when he met his first client: Jake seemed to be a cowboy walking right out of the nineteenth century. It was more than just the gear, hat, boots, jeans, bandanna, after all, that's pretty much standard fashion in those parts. There was more to it than that. It was his lean muscular physique; his rugged good looks, a brawny well- chiseled face with a sandy brown mustache emerging from a perpetual three-day beard; his seemingly indomitable spirit; heck even his name, Jake. If Jake isn't a cowboy's name, what is? As it turned out, Jake was not only a cowboy, but a successful one too. Although he was about the same age as Doc, early thirties, he owned a prosperous medium sized ranch; he had been running it singlehandedly since his father had died about ten years earlier. Because of his ranch, he had a lot of business for Doc, and they soon became good friends: Doc wasn't sure why Jake liked him so much, but Jake was so charismatic that Doc couldn't help but like him. It soon became almost ritual that Doc would save his trips to Jake's ranch until the end of the day so that they could share a beer or two and sometimes dinner after Doc had completed his work. Over several months and many, many beers Doc learned more and more about his new friend. He heard stories of Jake's childhood, about his parents and their untimely passing, and of his growing up fast when he took over the ranch so that he could gain the respect of the hands that worked there despite his young age. The more Doc got to know Jake, the more he came to notice something about him; dispite his many friends (including Doc), there always seemed to be an air of lonliness about him. After months of spending several nights a week together, Doc almost thought of Jake as a brother. That is until one summer night. They had shared their usual couple of beers and Doc was about ready for another. Instead of another round of beers, Jake brought out a bottle of high quality whiskey and two glasses. "I've been saving this for a special occasion," he said. "Oh, what's that?" Doc asked. "You'll see soon enough," Jake replied. With that, he poured a rather hefty glass of very smooth, very drinkable whiskey for each of them. Then he poured another. At this point Doc was starting to feel very relaxed. "So what is it that we're drinking to again?" Doc asked. "Come on," Jake replied, "I'll show you." At that he started to lead Doc to the barn. Thinking that Jake wanted him to have a look at some new horse or bull that he had bought, Doc grabbed the satchel that he kept his supplies in and followed Jake. When they got to the barn, Jake closed and barred the door. "What did you want to show me?" Doc asked. "This," Jake answered. At that he grabbed Doc and placed his mustached mouth over Doc's. Following his initial shock, Doc found himself sharing the most passionate kiss of his life with his best friend. Soon their tongues were intertwined and their hands were roaming all over each others body. Doc could feel his cock starting to strain against the confining fabric of his jeans. Jake's erection was pretty apparent too, and it looked like he was packing quite a piece. In no time, Jake had pulled off Doc's shirt and pants. Likewise, Doc removed Jake's shirt, revealing his slightly hairy muscular chest. Doc unbuttoned and unzipped Jake's jeans. The swollen purple head of his cock was already poking above the waistband of his underwear. Doc continued, pulling down Jake's briefs to reveal the biggest cock he had ever seen. Jake truly was a cattleman, not just because he owned a ranch, but because he was hung like a prize bull! His nine inches made Doc's ample seven incher look tiny. The two hot men kissed again, grinding their cocks together. As they pulled apart, Jake said in almost a whisper, "I want you to tie me up and fuck me." Although Jake had started this, he clearly wanted Doc to finish it. This request surprised Doc a little, but it kind of made sense too. Jake *always* had to be in charge because of the many responsibilities of running the ranch. Perhaps he needed this chance to not be in control. Doc had had a few same sex experiences in college, but bondage had never been an element to those encounters. Now though, the thought of dominating this cowboy stud had him more aroused than he ever had been. Using thongs of leather that Jake provided, Doc secured Jake's wrists and ankles to the four corners of the opening of a vacant horse stall. Doc admired Jake's strong body for a moment and then said, "Cowboy, I think we're in for some fun tonight." At that, Doc gave him an open mouth kiss, and Jake whispered, "Don't be too gentle." Doc took Jake's bandanna and used it to gag him, which seemed to excite Jake even more. Doc ran his hands over Jake's lean body, giving his big cock a squeeze. He started exploring Jake's body with his mouth, starting at his neck, and working his way down. The sour-salty taste of his sweaty body served to arouse Doc even more. He paused at Jake's nipples, which by now were erect and begging to be sucked and bitten. Doc's mouth worked down his washboard stomach, and he swished out Jake's navel with his tongue. His mouth explored Jake's inner thighs. Savoring the musky masculine smell of his crotch, Doc took the cowboy's hairy pendulous balls into his mouth one at a time, applying just enough pressure to truly arouse without hurting. By now, a crystal-clear drop of precum was oozing from Jake's cock. Doc licked it off, relishing its salty taste. He licked the length of Jake's hefty shaft, finally taking the throbbing purple head into his mouth. He took as much of the rancher's shank into his mouth as he could manage, unfortunately that was only about six inches, and began blowing him in earnest. Doc brought Jake to the brink several times. Each time Jake approached orgasm Doc gave his balls a firm squeeze, then used his mouth on the rest of the cowboy's sinewy body till his urge to cum subsided. This ritual was repeated three or four times; the last time Doc removed his mouth from Jakes dick, Jake was clearly starting to get frustrated. His body writhed as he tried somehow to cum. By now, Doc's own cock was like a steel rod and ready for action. "Are you ready to come?" he asked. Jake nodded yes. "OK," Doc said, crawling between Jake's spread legs and standing behind him, "but first we're gonna' take a long slow ride on the back dirt road, Cowboy." At that, Doc gave his muscular ass a hard but playful slap. Taking a tube of surgical lubricant from his satchel, Doc used a generous amount to grease up his throbbing tool. Using one hand to spread Jake's taut ass cheeks, he guided the tip of his cock to Jake's asshole with his other hand and gently worked the tip of his cock in. Grabbing Jake's hips, Doc shoved the remainder of his cock up Jake's incredibly tight ass. Doc let out a sigh and remained motionless for a moment, enjoying the snug fit of his cock in Jake's rectum. With his left hand, He reached around and grabbed Jake's still very hard shaft. The combination of lubricant still on Doc's hand and the generous amount of precum that had oozed from Jake's prick allowed his hand to smoothly slide up and down the length of Jake's shaft. With his other hand, Doc steadied Jake's hips as he began to slowly pump his meat in and out of the tight cowboy butt. Doc also started to lick, kiss, and nibble on Jake's solid shoulders and neck. As Doc got hotter and hotter, his thrusts became harder and faster. Doc wasn't the only one getting hot; with a hot cock thrusting in and out of his backside and a hand still working his mammoth tool, Jake's throaty moans of pleasure were audible despite the gag. "Damn, your ass feels good," Doc whispered in his ear, "so hot and tight, I want to fuck you all night long." If only he could have. Doc could already tell he would be coming soon. Doc kept up his pace, groaning and grunting as the inevitable approached. All too soon, Doc came, filling Jake's bowels with what seemed like gallons of hot spunk. At almost the same instant, Jake exploded, sending several shots of his hot jism flying, his massive frame shaking as orgasm racked his body. It seemed like several minutes before Jake's tight asshole relaxed enough to allow Doc's softening cock to slip out. During that time, Doc hung onto Jake's sweaty body, his arms wrapped around Jake's muscular chest, basking in the after-pleasure of that great fuck. Doc knew this was just the beginning of a new phase of their friendship. As promised, here is Chapter 2. In Chapter One, "A Lesson in Roping," Doc, having just started a veterinary practice in Montana, had become good friends with Jake, a young, rugged cowboy rancher. One night, after a few shots of whiskey, Jake invited the Doc out to the barn, where he asked the vet to tie him up. After Doc sucks and fucks the bound cowboy stud, the story continues... TALES FROM BIG SKY COUNTRY by Jack Forester CHAPTER 2: HAYRIDE As Doc's softening cock slipped from Jake's asshole, he knew that this was just the beginning of a whole new relationship between them. Doc had never been so sexually charged as he had just been while he was fucking Jake. Sure he had gotten off on dominating this cowboy, the epitome of all that is masculine. But there was more to it than that. They had been good friends. Now they were lovers too. Could it be that Doc and Jake were falling in love or were they just "fuck buddies"? Doc wasn't sure, but he knew that for now there was no place he'd rather be than there with Jake. Jake's big cock was now softening as well. Doc slipped between his spread-eagled legs, knelt before Jake, and proceeded to suck the last bit of cum dripping from his cock, savoring it's salty- bitter taste and inhaling the musky-masculine smell of Jake's sweaty crotch. Doc stood up and removed the bandanna that had been gagging Jake. Once again their mustached mouths met in a passionate kiss as Doc's hands explored the cowboy's lean, muscular body, working their way up his sides to his slightly furry chest and finally to his stubbly face. As their mouths separated Jake finally spoke, "God, that was intense. I never felt anything like that before." "I've gotta' admit, I think that was about the best fuck I ever had," Doc responded. The young vet began to untie Jake's arms and legs. Noticing how sweaty Jake had become from their balling, Doc couldn't resist teasing him just a bit, saying, "You sure worked up a sweat, considering that I did all the work!" "Oh yeah," he replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "maybe it's about time I did my fair share." At that, he tackled Doc to the ground, and they began playfully wrestling on the straw covered barn floor. Although Doc was pretty strong (his work with large animals was after all quite demanding), he was no match for Jake, who could have taken him easily in a second. But this wrestling match wasn't to prove who was stronger, it was for fun, so Jake played it out for a while. All the thrashing about on the barn floor soon had them both hard again. Finally Jake pinned Doc, his big strong hands holding Doc's shoulders to the floor, as their crotches ground together. "I guess it's my turn now to do some of that hard work you were talking about, Doc," said Jake as he placed his mouth over Doc's and began exploring it with his tongue. Instinctively, Doc reached for Jake's big cock and started to stroke it. Jake broke their kiss and, removing Doc's hand from his member said, "No, you just lie back and enjoy this." At that the cowboy began to explore Doc's body with his hot mouth and tongue. He started at Doc's neck and worked his way down to the vet's chest and arms. As his friend had, Jake was now savoring the salty, masculine taste and smell of another man's body. As for Doc, the feel of that mustached mouth and stubbly face exploring his body had him in a state of ecstasy. Jake's mouth found Doc's nipples, which became hard as Jake began to lick and suck them. He heard Doc let out a bit of a moan as he gently bit the stiff little pleasure points. Jake continued down Doc's flat stomach, his body own body rubbing against Doc's hard cock causing the vet to once again let out a little moan of pleasure. In the dim light of the barn, Doc's torso glistened with saliva as Jake had seemingly licked and mouthed every inch of his upper body. The rancher next moved down between Doc's legs and started licking his inner thighs. He worked his way up to Doc's hairy, cum- filled balls, first licking them and then taking them one at a time into his hot mouth. Following this treatment, Doc's meat was throbbing at its full seven inches and the swollen purple head was oozing a steady stream of precum. Jake licked the precum off his friend's dick, getting his first taste of Doc's salty seed. He then took the throbbing head of Doc's cock into his mouth and ran his tongue around the ridge. For a few moments he just worked Doc's cockhead in and out of his mouth, as Doc began to make low throaty moans of pleasure. For Doc, at least half the pleasure was watching the cowboy's mustached mouth go to town on his meat. Slowly Jake began to take more and more of Doc's shaft into his mouth, until Doc could feel the head of his dick hit the back of Jake's throat. As Jake relentlessly continued blowing his friend, Doc's moans became more urgent and his body began to writhe with the pleasure he was receiving. "I'm gonna' come, I'm gonna' come," Doc cried out as his hips began to uncontrollably buck and he instinctively placed his hands on Jake's head. He fought the urge to force his cock down Jake's throat, sensing that Jake was not yet ready for that. "Ahhhhhhhrrrrrrrrr," cried Doc as shot after shot of his thick jism started spurting into Jake's mouth. For his part, the cowboy swallowed every drop of Doc's man juice, sucking the last of it from his friend's now softening cock. Although he had already come twice that evening, Doc was ready for more and the sight of Jake's neglected boner made him even hornier. Although Doc had fooled around with guys a couple of times in college, he had never been ass-fucked before, and though Jake's thick nine inch shank was intimidating, he knew that now was the time, this was the place, and Jake was the man to do it. Seeing a nearby hay bale, Doc gently pushed Jake aside, knelt in front of the bale and then leaned over the block of hay giving his cowboy stud easy access to his virgin asshole. Jake needed no further encouragement. Suddenly Doc felt Jake's bristly face on his asscheeks as the rancher began licking and mouthing his butt. Soon Jake's talented tongue found it's way to Doc's puckering hole and began working its magic there. Doc's cock began to stir once again with the backdoor attention he was getting from Jake, whose tongue was now insinuating itself into the young vet's asshole. This assplay was driving Doc mad with desire. Suddenly, Jake's mouth was gone. Doc turned to see the cowboy greasing up his big dick with the lubricant from Doc's satchel. "Oh yeah, I want your cowboy cock up my virgin ass. Do me Jake. Fuck me," commanded Doc. Jake knelt behind his friend and positioned the throbbing head of his enormous cock at Doc's puckering hole. "Ready?" asked Jake gently. "God yes, I want you in me," cried Doc. Although nervous, knowing the size of what was coming Doc tried to relax as much as possible. Much to his surprise (and delight) there was only a bit of initial discomfort as Jake slowly pushed his slick meat up Doc's asshole. Inch by inch, more of the cowboy's fuck stick was pushed up Doc's ass. As the big head of Jake's cock worked it's way past his prostate, Doc felt as thought all his blood had suddenly rushed to his cock, which by now had become rock hard again. Finally, Jake was buried to his balls in Doc's asshole and he lowered his body on top of Doc's. At this point Doc was overcome with the sensations he was experiencing; the scratchy bale of hay on his front, the hot sweaty body of his cowboy stud on his back, the feel of Jake's hot breath on his neck, and most of all the feeling of being so completely filled by Jake's massive cock. Jake began to work his meat in and out of the vet's butt, slowly at first with short strokes and then with progressively faster, longer, and harder strokes as Doc became more and more accustomed to the butt-fucking he was receiving. That cock, rubbing against Doc's prostate was driving him on his way to his third orgasm that night. "Oh God, I never knew this could feel so good," Doc groaned. Those were about the last intelligible words Doc uttered, as what followed were just moans and groans of pure pleasure. Jake soon joined in with Doc's chorus of animal-like fuck noises. Doc just about lost touch with reality, as Jake continued to pound away at his fuck-hole. He stopped being aware of just how long the cowboy had been fucking him; it seemed like both forever and not long enough, but he could feel the orgasm welling up in his groin. Jake was breathing hard, sweating up a storm, and Doc guessed he was about to come as well. Suddenly Jake jerked and let out a guttural moan as he began filling Doc's bowels with his seed. At almost the same instant, Doc came with a grunt, shooting yet another load, this time into the bale of hay in front of him instead of into his buddy. As Doc came, the muscles of his ass gripped Jake's cock like a vice as if to milk even more jism from the cowboy's horse-like dick into Doc's insides. Finally Jake's orgasm subsided as he lay on top of Doc with his cock still up Doc's tight (although no longer virgin) ass. They stayed like this for several minutes, with Doc sandwiched between the bale of hay and Jake, both of them coming off the sexual high they had just experienced. Finally Jake pulled out and abruptly said, "Let's go get cleaned up." Without words the two men put on the jeans they had so quickly shed awhile ago and headed to the house. In the house, Jake gave Doc a towel and directed him to the shower. Doc was puzzled, as only moments ago they had been about as close as two people could be, and now Jake seemed quite aloof and distant. Doc took his shower alone, and felt very empty, not knowing what to think about what had just happened and what was going to happen between himself and Jake. Had they just ruined this friendship that had meant so much to Doc? Doc dried off and got dressed. He could feel tears forming in his eyes as he got ready to leave, but he managed to hold them back. "Well, I guess I'll be heading home now," Doc managed to say, clearing his throat. "Don't go. Stay here with me tonight," Jake seemed almost as surprised as Doc as the words came out of his mouth. "Are you sure," asked Doc. The bear hug Jake gave him was answer enough. After Jake got cleaned up, they got under the warm quilt on Jake's old oak bed. Doc lay behind Jake and wrapped his arms around the cowboy's strong chest. "This feels so right," Jake said, "I want you here every night. Maybe you could come live with me here on the ranch." "You can help me move tomorrow," was all Doc said, as they both drifted off to sleep.