Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2017 22:22:01 -0800 From: Alexi Kotyonok Subject: Cowboy Disclaimer: this story is based purely on my fantasy. No character is based on a real, living or dead, person. This story will include explicit scenes of sex between adult and a minor under 18. If this topic disturbs you, please do not read any further. Please if you can, don't just donate spank to the nifty bank, but be sure to donate currency, whatever your denomination, to keep Nifty running proud to support such smut as you're about to ready below. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 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." 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