Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2005 17:27:09 -0400
From: ocalacowboy46@yahoo.com
Subject: A Cowboys Love

A Cowboy's Love
By OcalaCowboy

Warning

This story deals with love between men and boys. If such content is illegal
where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, please leave now and read
no further. Although this story contains some graphic descriptions of
sexual acts between males, it is primarily a story of true love between a
teenage boy and a grown man. Graphic descriptions of sexual acts are few
and far between in this story. If you are looking for stories with heavy
sexual content, this story is not for you.

Dedication

This story is dedicated to the memory of my late partner of 22 yrs.
Michael you are gone but never forgotten. You will always be in my heart. I
loved you then, and I love you now.

A special note of thanks to my dear friend Phantasm. Thank you for your
support and encouragement to start writing. You will always have a special
place in my heart. I encourage everyone to read Phantasm's story, Jason's
Haven, in the Adult-Youth section of the Nifty Archives.

Author's Note

If you like this story, please let me know by dropping me a line at
ocalacowboy46@yahoo.com. Put A Cowboy's Love in the subject line of your
e-mail. I will try to answer all emails unless they are outright flames.
This is my first attempt at writing so please excuse any mistakes.


A Cowboy's Love - Chapter 1


Reaching over an slapping at the alarm clock, Dave tried to shut off the
alarm. As he yawned and opened his eyes, he saw the time and realized he
had overslept. He was once again running late for school. Dave jumped out
of bed and ran to the bathroom he shared with his older brother to relieve
his bursting bladder. His brother had already left for work. After
relieving himself, Dave turned on the shower and adjusted the water
temperature.

Dave climbed in the shower and let the warm water cascade over his smooth
thin body. At age 14 Dave only weighed 75 pounds and stood 5'3" tall.  Dave
felt his 7" cock began to rise. Any other time he would have taken care of
the problem right away. Since he was in a rush this morning, there was no
time for pleasure. This was the last day of school for the week and he was
anxious for the weekend.

Dave ran out of the house and headed for the school. He knew he had no
choice but to run all the way to school. He could not afford to be any
later than he already was. As he ran down the street, Dave heard a horn
blow.  He looked over and saw Mac Hallman driving his old beat up
truck. Mac was a good friend of the family. "Hey Dave you late again? Let
me give you a lift." Mac hollered.

"Appreciate the lift Mac." Dave replied as he climbed in and threw his back
pack on the floor. "How is James doing Mac?" he asked. James is the middle
son of Mac and his wife Caroline.

"Doc says if he keeps improving he can come home in a couple weeks." Mac
replied with sadness in his voice.

"When you see him today tell him I hope he gets to come home soon I really
miss him." Dave stated.

Dave and James had grown up together and were the same age. James was his
closest friend and the only one at the time who knew he was gay. Dave had
confided in James and confessed his love for him some months before the
accident that caused James to be in the hospital now. Since James was in a
hospital some 40 miles away, Dave didn't get to go visit him that often.

"Are you looking forward to the rodeo this weekend?" Mac asked changing the
subject.

"You bet I am. Lady Linda and I are going to do our best to win the Barrel
race competition." Dave answered with excitement in his voice and a grin
from ear to ear on his face.

"James said to tell you he wish he could be there to cheer you on." Mac
told him "He said he would be there in spirit with you and let the Great
Spirit Himself keep you safe."

After confiding his love to James. Dave had given his friend a kiss on the
cheek, half expecting him to beat him up. He began to cry and tell him he
didn't want to be gay but he couldn't help it. As the sobs and shakes took
over his body, Dave felt James' arms go around him and pull him tight
against him. James rubbed his back and held him till he had quieted down
some. Day dreaming as he sat in the truck with Mac, a few tears started
falling down his face for his best friend.

"You really do miss him don't you son." Mac said as he reached out and
squeezed the boy's leg. "But don't you worry. He will be home soon. Doc
says he is going to be back on the horse in no time." Mac knew in his heart
Dave was gay but never said anything. He had always vowed that, if his son
was gay, he would love him no matter what. He had already seen what
disowning a gay family member could do because his oldest brother was
gay. When his dad found out about it, he beat him within an inch of his
life and threw him out of the house.

Mac was only 12 years old when that had happened. He never had a chance to
see his brother alive again. So he vowed that no matter what, his son would
always have the love he deserved. So would this fragile child sitting
beside him now. Arriving in front of the school. Dave grabbed his back pack
and started to jump out of the truck. He stopped and turned around to give
Mac a hug and said "Thanks Mac, you are like a second dad to me and I love
you."

"I love you too son." Mac replied softly, returning the boy's hug. "You
have a good day at school and remember I will be there tomorrow to cheer
you on".  Mac knew that none of Dave's family would be there to cheer him
on at the rodeo. His mom could not go because she worked to feed the
family. For some reason, Dave's dad had never cared about Dave like he did
his other children. Dave was the youngest of 7 children.

Running down the hall, Dave managed to make it to his homework just before
the last bell sounded. He was safe, he thought to himself. "I see we are
running late again Mr. Connors." came the icy voice of his homeroom teacher
Mrs. Umfress.

"Sorry mam but my alarm clock didn't go off this morning and I missed the
bus." Dave replied quietly. How he hated that ole bitch. Dave was a good
student in school and never gave the teachers any problem but it seemed
like this one tried her best to find some way to get him in trouble
everyday.  As the bell rang for first period, Dave grabbed his bag and went
to his locker.  He grabbed his math book and homework. As he closed the
locker, he heard an unmistakable voice holler.

"Dude you keep over sleeping and that ole bat is going to fry you." Dale
said slapping him on the back. Dale was a friend of Dave and Jimmy.
Together they were known as the 3 musketeers. They all hung out
together. Where you saw one, you the others.

"Man, I swear she is out to get me" Dave replied as they walked together to
their first class. "You coming over tonight to spend the night and go with
me to the rodeo tomorrow?"

"Naw. No can do tonight, but I will be at the rodeo tomorrow. My rents are
taking me to my granny's tonight for her birthday dinner." Dale stated.
"Say, why don't you come with us then stay over at my house tonight? Then
we can go together to the rodeo tomorrow." he suggested, just as they
reached their math class.

"Cool but I will have to call mom after school and see if it is ok with
her.  You have to call your rents and see if it is ok with them too." Dave
agreed with his friend as they took their seats. Dave looked up as the
teacher strolled into the classroom. Of all his teachers, Dave liked this
one the best. He was fresh out of college and this was his first teaching
job.  Dave did not just liked Mr. Duckworth because he was he a great math
teacher.

Dave thought Mr. Duckworth was fine as hell in his tight jeans, western
shirts, and boots that he always wore. Dave just stared at the teacher,
trying to make it too obvious. He drifted off into a trance, imagining what
the teacher would look like without his clothes. Forgetting everything
around him, Dave didn't even realize what he was doing until Dale punched
him on the arm.

"Earth to Dave. Earth to Dave." Dale joked. "Man, do you have it bad." he
said with a grin. Dale was just guessing but he had the feeling that his
friend was gay. All the years he had known him, Dave had never talked to
any girls other than a friendly conversation.

"Man, I do not. I am not some kind of faggot." Dave whispered in his
defense, hoping his friend would buy it. Dale was a lady's man and was
always trying to pick up any chick if he thought he could get into her
pants." I was just thinking of the rodeo tomorrow." he quickly added.

"Yea yea man whatever" Dale laughed.

"Mr. Carter, Mr. Connors, would you like to share with the class what is so
funny?" Mr. Duckworth asked sternly, yet with a hint of a grin.

"No sir. We were just talking about the rodeo tomorrow. Sorry sir." Dale
apologized.

"Now that we have your attention, maybe we can begin the class." Mr.
Duckworth lectured with a smile that made Dave melt again. Many nights Dave
had laid awake and thought about his teacher, as he stroked his hard cock.
Jimmy Duckworth was just 29 years old and stood 6'2" with a slim swimmers
body. Dave was hoping his hard on would go away before the end of class.
Why did he always have to get so hard in this class? Dave knew he liked
older men but he had never been with one willingly.


Dave had lived in this small town all his life and knew most of the people
here. Mr. Duckworth had just moved here from out of state to take his
teaching job this year. Mr. Duckworth could tell something was bothering
his young student. He knew Dave was gay because every time he came around
Dave, his gaydar would go off strong. Jimmy would never even consider
messing with one of his students, even though he was gay himself. Not only
would it be illegal but he also had a lover whom he had been with since he
was 16.  Both were teachers. His lover taught at another school 20 miles
from this one.

Jimmy could see the love, or just plain lust, in Dave's eyes. But also saw
something else he couldn't put his finger on. There was something about
Dave that just wasn't right. He was an excellent student but there was a
sadness and fear in his eyes. Jimmy took up teaching because he loved kids
and he wanted to help them grow and reach their full potential.

Jimmy had even talked to the school guidance counselor about Dave to see if
he could get some insight as to what might be bothering the young teen.  It
seems the guidance counselor knew of nothing troubling the teen, although
she had known Dave and his family for years. Dave was somewhat of a hero in
this small town after he had took several first place trophies in his
Barrel Racing competitions. Dave was well known as true horseman and he
lived to ride.

Hearing the bell ring, Dave grabbed his books and headed for the door.
Just as he was about to get out, Mr. Duckworth asked to see him. "Dave may
I see you for a minute please?" he asked, motioning for Dave to join him by
his desk. "I would really like to talk to you after school this afternoon."
he continued. "Would you please meet me here after your last class?"

"Yes sir." Dave replied shakily, wondering if he was in trouble.

"And no you are not in trouble." Mr. Duckworth laughed as he seemed to read
the teens mind, trying to put him at ease.

"Whew I thought I was in trouble or something." Dave sighed with relief.

"Ok then, you better get to your next class before we both get in trouble."
Jimmy told his young student as he patted him on the back. "Damn if I was
15 years younger and didn't have Gary I would jump his bones in a
heartbeat" Jimmy thought to himself as he watched the teen walk out of the
room.  Dave's tight jeans showed off his well rounded tight little
butt. Jimmy had a thing for small tight butts. That was what attracted him
to his lover Gary.  Gary had the cutest butt he had ever seen on a boy,
when they first met. Still after 13 years together, he would get hot just
watching Gary walk across the room in a pair of briefs or tight jeans.

At lunch, Dave walked into the cafeteria got his lunch. He looked around
and saw Dale with some more of their friends at their usual table. Joining
his friends, he sat his tray down and pulled out the chair. he sat down
beside Tammy and Dale. Tammy was Dale's latest girlfriend and Dave wondered
how long this one would last.

"Hey dude. What did Dickworth want with you?" Dale quipped, using the
nickname that some of the students used for Mr. Duckworth. "You in trouble
or did he want to play kissy face with ya."

"Man, shut the fuck up. I told you I aint that way and don't call him
Dickworth. He is the best teacher we have." Dave defended

"Oooooooh! Don't get your panties in a wad there. I was just joking."  Dale
came back, seeing he had upset Dave. He knew that, when Dave got upset, he
could be a force to reckon with. Dave was a 2nd degree brown belt in
karate.  "Man, I didn't mean anything by what I said. You know I let my
mouth overload my ass a lot." Dale apologized to his friend.

All of a sudden Dave didn't feel well. He could feel the tears beginning to
build as he got up and took his tray and dumped it and headed for the
bathroom. He didn't want his friends to see him cry and call him a cry
baby.  Lately his emotions where getting the best of him. He found himself
crying at just about anything. Getting to the bathroom and finding it
empty, he rushed into the last stall. He closed and locked the door just as
he burst into tears and sobs were wracking his body. Dave hated crying like
this and, as the sobs wracked his body, he also lost his lunch. While he
was busy losing his lunch, Dave didn't hear the outer door to the bathroom
open and close. The knock on the stall door brought him back to the
present.

"Dave man, open the door and let me in. Man, you are scaring the hell out
of me." Dave heard Dale say. Dave could tell Dale was truly scared and
upset by the sound of his voice but he couldn't tell dale what was
bothering him.  He couldn't tell anyone. Dave was afraid to tell his friend
he was gay.  Jimmy was the only one he had told and Jimmy had to swear to
keep it secret.  Jimmy was straight but told Dave he would always love him
as a friend and brother.  He told him he would stand by him no matter what.

"Come on Dave open up and talk to me man." Dale said with concern. That was
the last thing Dave remembered hearing as everything started to go black.
Hearing Dave hit the wall and seeing him lying on the floor really scared
Dale. Running out of the bathroom and down the hall, Dale found Mr.
Duckworth eating his lunch in his classroom while grading papers.

"Mr. D.! Mr. D.! come quick! Something is wrong with Dave! He blacked out
in the bathroom!" Dale screamed, trying to catch his breath. Dale turned
and ran back toward the bathroom with Jimmy Duckworth on his
heels. Reaching the bathroom, they both found the stall door was locked so,
with a mighty kick, Jimmy kicked the door open and kneel beside the Dave
checking his pulse.

"Dale, go get the nurse now." Jimmy told the teen boy. Dale just stood
there shaking and crying. He was looking at his friend laying there on the
floor not knowing what had happened to him. "Dale go get the nurse now damn
it' Jimmy shouted trying to the boy to snap back. "You have to go get help
for Dave." he continued, in a louder and more stern voice than he
wanted. He knew he had to snap Dale back to the present before he had two
teens to deal with.

Running out of the bathroom crying, Dale quickly ran to the nurse's office.
He told her what Jimmy had said and where they were. She had Dale run to
the principal's office to get them to call for an ambulance as she headed
for the bathroom. When the nurse reached the bathroom, she found several
students had gathered around the outside of the door.

"Everyone just stay out here and stay out of the way." Margarette Waycaster
told the students as she entered the bathroom. She found Jimmy holding Dave
and she could smell the vile smell of the vomit. The other smell she was
smelling let her know that Dave had lost control of his bowels as he passed
out. This really had the 45 year old nurse worried. This was not the first
time she had to tend to Dave at school. Just as she knelt beside Jimmy and
the young teen, the principal and Dale came running in.

"Is he going to be ok?" Dale asked, while crying.

"He will be fine son don't worry. Nurse Waycaster is going to take good
care of him." the principal said, pulling the boy close to him and letting
him cry on his shoulder. Not only was Mr. Curbow the principal of the
school but he was Dale's uncle. Dale was the youngest of his youngest
sisters children and he loved Dale like a son. James knew how close the two
boys were so he didn't say anything when Dale stayed after bell for class
rang.

Telling Jimmy he would get someone to take over his classes for him, Mr.
Curbow turned to leave the bathroom taking Dale with him. He took Dale to
the office so he could get him calmed down. Then he called his sister to
come and get Dale. He knew the rest of the day would not be good for Dale
since he was so upset over his friend.

Back in the bathroom, Dave had started coming around and realizing what a
mess he was in started crying again. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to mess myself. It just happened." Dave cried. Dave then realized that
Mr. D was holding him and talking to him trying to sooth him. The
paramedics arrived and checked Dave out. They decided there was no need to
transport him to the hospital by ambulance. It was decided that Mr. D would
drive Dave to the hospital after they got him cleaned up.

The nurse found some scrub pants that had the drawstring waist that he
could put on after a shower. Jimmy took Dave down to the locker room in the
gym and helped him get undressed. "Can you stand up by yourself long enough
to shower or do you need help?" Jimmy asked his young friend, as he helped
him get his soiled pants off. Knowing his teacher and idol was seeing him
with mess all over his pants made Dave start crying and apologizing again.

"It is ok Dave. It is ok. You couldn't help it." Jimmy said, trying to calm
the boy. "Here. Sit right here and let me get my clothes off. Then I will
help you in the shower. Then we can get you to a doctor." he continued as
he stripped off his clothes. Dave sat there in shock as he saw his idol
stripping right before his eyes. After undressing, Jimmy took his young
charge into the shower and adjusted the water temperature. Holding Dave up
he began to soap him up with one hand while holding him with the other.

Dave tried to block out what was happening so he wouldn't get a hard on.
"What will he think if I get hard while he is washing me?" he asked
himself.  After washing the boy's front, Jimmy turned Dave around slowly to
wash his backside. That is when he saw it. Jimmy could not believe what he
was seeing. "Oh My Fucking..." he thought, as he gasp at the sight before
him.

To be continued...