Date: Wed, 9 Oct 2013 17:50:12 -0400
From: Bryan Thompson <bjwilliams2nd@gmail.com>
Subject: Let's Play Cowboy and Indians

Let's Play Cowboy and Indians

By

BJ Williams

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Seth Michaels wandered about the fairgrounds, not really looking for
anything in particular. It was his eighteenth birthday, he was finally a
man, or he considered himself so. It was a beautiful July day, white puffy
clouds drifted here and there overhead and the sun was bright and hot.

"Hurry, hurry and step right up and see the worlds most beautiful women," a
Carney called out from the both that stood before a stage.

Upon the stage, four gorgeous young women, scantily dressed, danced
seductively. Seth paused momentarily and looked at each girl as she
moved. He shrugged his shoulders and moved, he could dance as well as they
did, he thought as he moved further down the row of shows.

"Hey there young man wouldn't you like to see Buffalo Bill take on Sitting
Bull," another Carney called out, but this time it was to Seth.

"Sure, but ole Buffalo Bill and Sitting Bull are dead, you know," Seth
replied back.

"Well duh, this is a reenactment, boy, not the real deal," the Carney
snapped back. "So do you or not want to see the show?"

Seth shrugged his shoulders, "I guess it would be cool," he said and fished
out a dollar bill from his jeans pocket and handed it to the man.

"Step right through that opening and find you a seat. You're in luck,
because you are the first one to enter so you'll have your choice of the
best seats in the house," he told him as he handed Seth his ticket to
enter.

"Cool_ thanks," Seth replied and moved to the opening, stepping through it
and into the dimly lit tent.

It took him a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the near darkness. He
walked down the aisle and found a seat in the very front row. He looked
around him, taking in the various banners that pictured Buffalo Bill and
also Sitting Bull. The only light that was on was over a large circus style
ring before him and his attention was quickly drawn to it when he heard
someone enter.

"Hey kiddo, I see that you are the first to arrive," a handsome cowboy said
to Seth. "That means that when I look for a volunteer from the audience to
participate in the show, you'll be chosen."

"What do I have to do," Seth asked.

"Well that's the good part, I'll do most of the work but all you need to do
is untie my hands when we are tied to that pole by the Indians," he pointed
to a pole that stood upright in front of a teepee. "Once you have me
untied, I'll untie you and together we'll escape on my horse. You aren't
afraid of horses are you?"

"No, I love horses and have ridden since I was a young boy," he assured the
man. "So I take it that you are the dude that plays Wild Bill?"

"Yep, that's me, Kevin O'Malley at your service," he said, sweeping off his
cowboy hat and bowing to Seth.

Kevin was dressed in buckskin breeches that hugged his male figure
superbly; in fact, they left nothing to the imagination as to how well he
was endowed. He wore no shirt, just an opened buckskin coat that revealed
his rippled abs and chiseled pecks with two tall, hard nipples that showed
when he moved his arms. He wore his auburn hair long, as they did in the
old west, to his shoulders and his face was one hundred percent masculine_
long, straight nose, square chin that had a dusting of a five o'clock
shadow and lips, full and sensuous.

"As a matter of fact_ by the way, what's your name?"

"Seth, Seth Michaels," he told him, now standing to shake hands with him.

"As I was saying, or was about to, Seth, how about I get you to play one of
the Indians?"

"Cool, but do you kill me?" he asked laughing.

"Nah, but I do take you hostage as I make my escape," Kevin told him. "I'll
be sitting behind you on Geronimo, he's my horse. I'll take you captive and
together ride off," he explained.

"Do I look Indian to you?" Seth asked.

"Well you do have that raven black hair and coal dark eyes," he elaborated.

"My great grandfather was full blooded Cherokee," Seth confided.

"That explains the hair, eyes and those cheekbones, what where did you get
those full, sensuous lips," he asked, catching Seth off guard with the
question.

"Huh_ oh my mom, everyone said that I had her mouth," Seth told him,
feeling his face coloring with embarrassment.

"Don't worry kid, I like your lips," Kevin said. "Now just before the show
starts, I'll come out and ask for a volunteer or two from the audience. All
you have to do is raise your hand, got it?" he asked and Seth nodded.

Kevin left the arena and Seth retook his seat. It was very long before
people began filling the large circus tent. Seth watched as his row filled
up quickly, then those immediately behind him, until soon there were but
two or three seats left. The lights dimmed and an orchestra, or rather some
recorded music filled the air as a spotlight illuminated Kevin as he walked
to the center of the ring.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Wild West show," he spoke
into a cordless microphone as he moved closer to the audience. "Before the
show starts, I would like three volunteers to make their acting debut in
the show. Do I have any," he asked and most everyone raised his or her
hand.

He made a rue of looking around as if using discretion as to who he chose.

"You there, the pretty young lady with the yellow blouse and jeans on," he
announced as he pointed to a teenage girl several rows back from Seth. "You
also, he said to another teen, a boy of about fourteen at the far end of
the row that the girl was in. "Now who shall be the last_ what about you,"
he asked pointing directly at Seth, who shook his head. "Come with me and
we'll get you ready for the show, which shall begin shortly," he announced,
walking away with the three of them in tow.

Once outside the tent, Kevin lead them toward two smaller tents.

"You young lady and young man, will go to the tent on your left to be
costumed to play settlers." He turned to face Seth, who stood quietly
waiting his instructions. "You young man, you'll come with me to the
'Indian' tent to play an Indian warrior," he announced.

Seth was excited as he followed Kevin. He had always wanted to be in show
business and now he was going to get a taste of it. Once inside the tent,
Kevin lead him a sectioned off area, where a man much older than Kevin, sat
applying war paint to his face.

"Seth, meet Sitting Bull," Kevin said in introduction to the man that was
playing him.

"I'm Darrin McNamara really, but it's a pleasure to meet you. So I take it
that you'll be playing one of my warriors?"

"Yeah, or that is what Kevin told me," Seth said.

"Well you go get dressed for the part and when you are done, I'll get you
up to speed on what you are going to be doing. By the way, are you per
chance Native American?"

"Yes I am, my great grandfather was full blooded Cherokee," he told Darrin.

"I thought so, your features betray you heritage nicely," he said as he ran
his gaze over Seth's face and body. "Mmmmm, very nicely," he added, turned
back and finished with the makeup.

"Is he_"

"Yeah, will that be a problem, Seth?"

"No_ I was just wondering because he seemed to be a tad flirtatious is
all."

"Well here you go_ your costume," Kevin said, handing Seth a skimpy
loincloth.

"You are kidding me, right?" he asked and Kevin stood there smiling at
him. "Oh my God you aren't, this is my costume," Seth said as he held up
the attire to get a better look at it. "Ah, just how do I put this thing
on?"

"Well you first need to strip down naked," Kevin told him, causing Seth to
blush again.

"Naked! You are kidding me, right," he asked yet again.

"Listen Seth, if you have a problem with all this, I'll let you go and go
find me another volunteer," Kevin said, turning as if to leave.

"NO! No, I can do this, it just caught me off guard is all," Seth told him
as he began to remove his clothes. "You'll have to show me how to put this
on," he added and Kevin smiled, assuring him that it was easy.

Once he was naked, Kevin knelt down in front of Seth, holding the loincloth
out so that Seth could step into it. Kevin was so close to Seth, that Seth
could feel the handsome man's breath caressing his cock. Seth tried
thinking about every disgusting thing he knew to prevent his cock from
hardening, but try as he may, it slowly rose to full hardness.

"Oh fuck_" Seth said and quickly turned around to hide his erection.

Kevin face was but a few inches from Seth's round, hard ass and he too felt
a stirring in his pants as he restrained himself from leaning forward and
burying his face in the crevice.

"Don't worry about that_ it happens to a lot of us when we had to wear just
this skimpy thing."

"I_ I feel so embarrassed, Kevin," Seth said, slowly turning back to face
Kevin, his cock still hard.

"Kevin_ Kevin, where are you," a man called out.

"I'm helping an extra dress for the show," Kevin yelled back as Darrin
stepped through the flap and entered the changing area.

"The boss man needs you, something about a scene change," Darrin told
him. "I'll finish up here and give Seth his instructions," he assured
Kevin, and giving Seth a wink.

"You don't have much time, so make sure he knows his part and where to be,"
Kevin told him, handing him the loincloth.

All the while they talked, Seth had stood there with his hands cupped
around his cock, hiding it from prying eyes that might pass or enter the
area.

"Well now, let's get you dressed and then learn your lines," he told Seth,
kneeling before him.

He held out the loincloth and when Seth lifted a foot to step into it, he
clung to Darrin's shoulder to steady himself, but also revealing his
erection to him.

"Well looky at what popped up, this will never fit into this costume," he
stated, looking from the cock up to Seth's face.

"Ah_ ah I_I know_ but it's not going down," Seth stammered out.

"Hmmm, I reckon that there is just one way to handle this," Darrin said,
leaning forward and engulfing the erection fully with his mouth.

Seth gasped out as Darrin's mouth moved further down the shaft until his
nose, which was covered with war paint, nestled in his pubes. He slowly
ascended until just the head was all that was in his mouth.

"Mmmmm," Darrin moaned, sending vibrations through Seth's cock.

He moved quickly up and down the swollen member, using his hand to
manipulate Seth's balls as he rapidly sucked his cock. Seth heard the music
soften, an announcers voice greeting the audience and announcing that the
show was about to begin. Seth felt his cum rising as Darrin swallowed the
engorged cock.

"Oh fuck_ fuuuuuuuuuuuuck I'm coming," Seth cried out and blasted his cum
down Darrin's throat.

"Mmmmm," Darrin moaned as he sucked and sucked, milking the cock of its
sweet elixir.

Seth felt his knees turning to rubber as the last of his seed dribbled from
his cock.

"Wow, that was some load you had there," Darrin said, wiping his mouth with
the back of his hand. "You didn't mind, do you?" Seth shook his head and
after giving Seth a smile, engulfed his cock once again.

"This is a fine time to ask, seeing how the deed is done," Seth said,
looking down at a smiling Sitting Bull.  "No, what man would mind a mind
blowing blowjob like that?"

"Right, but we best hurry, the show's begun and you and I are up in ten
minutes," he told Seth, helping him into the thong style loincloth.

Dressed and still rapidly gasping for normal breathing, Seth stood there as
Darrin stood, gave him a long, sensuous look.

"I'll tell you this, had the Native Americans all looked like you, I would
have volunteered to be one of their captives_ you are fucking hot in that
loincloth, Seth."

"Well thanks, but do you blow everyone that plays this role?"

"Nope, you're the first one, your cock was to damn cute to resist_
stud. Now here is what you need to remember to say," he told him what he
needed to remember for lines and when to say them. "You can ride?" he
finally asked as he led Seth to where the horses waited.

"Yeah, I have been riding in competitions since I was five," he assured
Darrin.

"Well that painted is yours, mount up and follow me when they give me the
cue to enter. We shall be watching from afar as the other Indians, which
are already mounted and about to fight with Kevin and his troops."

"You will be captured by a soldier, he's the other volunteer from the
audience, and Kevin captures me. We'll ride off, you in front of Kevin on
his horse and me beside him with a soldier guarding me," he explained.

"How does Kevin end up on my horse?" he asked as the sound of a bugle
filled the air.

"Oh he'll get there, just try to stay on the horse when he does," he told
him, kicking his feet against the horse's side and taking off on a run.

Seth followed Darrin through the opening of the tent and into the arena. It
had been drastically changed from when he had first arrived.  Fake trees
filled the area and huge, fake rocks gave the illusion of boulders.

Screaming and the sounds of rifles firing filled the air as well as the
smoke from the rifles and the dust from the horses that ran circles around
the pinned down cavalry. Darrin fired his weapon at the soldiers, as did
Seth when they joined the dwindling Indians that were attacking the
troops. As he rode, his eyes kept looking for Kevin, but he couldn't see
him.

"Gotcha!" Kevin shouted as he landed behind Seth on his horse.

"Where the fuck did you come from," Seth asked, making sure his voice went
no further than Kevin's ears.

"I was perched in one of those trees just waiting for you to ride under
it," he told him, with one arm wrapped around Seth's slender waist and the
other wrestling the reins from him.

Seth turned in time to see an officer take down Darrin as Sitting Bull. He
and Seth rode off, leading the procession that included Darrin and his
mount as well as the rest of the cavalry and Indians.

"Wah-hoo, that was fantastic_ totally awesome," Seth shouted once outside
and far away enough not to be heard by the audience.

"You were fantastic, Seth," Kevin said with his arm still around Seth and
holding him tightly to him.

He could smell the light cologne Seth wore; feel his excitement as it
caused his heart to rapidly beat. Kevin had never felt this way about
someone, much less an extra that he had chosen from the audience, and it
made his own heart quicken.

"Am I still your captive?" Seth asked, rousing Kevin from his thoughts.

He had turned his head enough, so that their eyes met and held their gaze
as he waited for Kevin to answer. Kevin just looked at him; he had never
been so enthralled with a man.

"Kiss him_ never mind if anyone sees you, just kiss the lad," his mind was
telling him.

"Kevin_ are you alright?" Seth asked.

"Huh_ oh sorry, I must have been lost in thought," Kevin said and hurriedly
dismounted.

He reached up to give a hand to Seth, who leaned down and fell into Kevin's
embrace. Seth's body slowly slid down the length of Kevin's as Kevin
lowered him to the ground. They stood chest to chest, toe to toe just
staring at one another as the lights around them slowly shut down one by
one.

Kevin could not only hear his own heart pounding in his chest, but he felt
Seth's also, pounding in time with his.

"Seth?" he leaned lower with the question, his words a whisper, his face
was close to Seth's.

The promise of true panic rose with Seth's mind was he ready for what
Kevin's eyes promised, he asked himself. He did and didn't want this_ this
closeness, it was alright with Darrin, because it had just happened.

He didn't want to be feeling what he was feeling, and sensing something
frightening that lay in his soul. Seth felt faint, slightly dizzy, and
though he had always wanted someone to love and be loved by, did Kevin? Was
this just another moment when one or both would do the deed and then go
their separate ways? Or was there the possibility of more, of something
lasting longer, going beyond the night and still be there the next morning,
oh God how he was torturing himself.

Seth was trembling, and he was certain that Kevin could feel it. It seemed
like forever since he had felt fingers moving through his hair, felt a soft
whisper against his cheek as he did when Kevin said his name.

Who was this man, anyways? he asked himself as he looked up into eyes that
now were more cobalt then sky blue. He was a stranger, a man that he'd met
while taking in a Wild West show. He was an actor, a Carney, his father
would have said, and yet, Kevin was a man's man. Seth knew, held against
him as he was what he had feared so desperately before. Seth was drawn to
the breadth of his shoulders, the pulsing heat of his chest, the length of
his fingers as they wove within his hair.

Seth like, no he loved the rugged, handsome contours of this man's face,
the masculinity of his voice, the strange adherence to his profession he
had shown. And most of all, though he knew he couldn't fight it, he knew
that he didn't want to, he was more than attracted to Kevin, it felt as if
their souls recognized each other and were melding two into one.

Seth liked being held this way, by him, breathing the scent of him, and he
longed to feel a gentle touch, his touch and all the promise that Seth knew
would come with it. He knew it went further than a gentle touch, it was a
hunger, a hungry touch that he knew would devour him, heart and soul.

The realization of what exactly he was feeling washed over him like a
sweeping wave of deep and shattering heat. Kevin's lips were touching
Seth's neck, igniting an inferno within him, which nothing could or would
extinguish.

"Seth?" Kevin whispered softly against Seth's neck.

Seth's mind told him to run, that this would only lead to him being crushed
emotionally, but_ oh yes, there was always that proverbial but. Kevin was
masculine to a fault, sensual without realizing it, and the restless urge
within Seth to challenge, argue the rightness of this and_ and what? Was
there a right or wrong to this? They were both of age legally, well he was
barely, Seth thought.

He wanted to escape this moment, to come to terms with the emotions and
depths of feeling that he was experiencing as he was held so tight in
Kevin's arms.

"I_ yes!" Seth whispered, and the sound of his voice sounded desperate, and
yet, his words were faltering, betraying his heart. "I mean no, I must be
going. If we have a matter of interest to discuss, it has to be done at
another time, preferably in the light of day."

Seth could see in Kevin's eyes that his words were stirring something in
him. Was it anger, hurt, oh God please don't look at me like that, he
thought?

"I must go, I need to go_ now," he pushed against the granite wall of his
chest, but it only caused Kevin's hold to tighten.

"Why? I need to know why you would let Darrin do what he did, but when I
offer you so much more, you want to run?"

"That's the thing, Kevin, I did not allow anything with Darrin, and he
simply took it without asking. Oh yes, he did ask after the fact, but the
truth is, he simply took advantage of the situation and me. I don't need,
nor do I want a one night stand," this time his attempt to push away,
succeeded.

As he turned and tried to walk away, Kevin's hands fell upon his shoulders,
stopping him and turning him around to face him.

"I wasn't offering a one night stand, Seth, I wanted more, hoped for more,"
he said and his eyes betrayed the hurt of his heart. "I won't lie and say I
love you, when we both know that love doesn't happen like that. But what I
am saying is this_ can we at least explore what seems to be igniting within
us?"

Someone came out of the tent, waved and moved on; the show was winding to a
close. Kevin pulled Seth to the shadows of a nearby tent and stood without
touching him. For a moment, Seth's back was to him, his head lowered.
Kevin grabbed onto a rope that held part of the tent, staring at the raven
black tresses that seemed to so drastically contrast against the bronze of
Seth's body, and felt a burning again, so deep that it amazed him that he
could still be so enamored with this person.

"Then stay, Seth, spend the night and let's talk_ I promise that I won't
touch you," Kevin swore.

"It's not that I don't trust you, It's me, I don't trust me, that I won't
you," Seth replied, turning back to face him. "Kevin, you are what I always
imagined my true love to be, and much more. But the fact is, we just met
and as strange as it sounds, something sparked between us and that spark is
threatening a fire that neither of us will or could put out."

"With that being said, do you want to extinguish this fire, or let it burn
until there is no longer you and I, but us?" the word a simple whisper yet
never could have a whisper been so loud.

There it was that one word that Seth longed to hear_ us. Kevin had said it,
said with fullness of heart and emotion. He wanted to let this fire consume
each of us until all that was left was 'us'.

Seth reached out his hand, Kevin took it and together, in silence, they
walked to Kevin's trailer. It was late when they entered his humble
abode. The only light that burned was a glow from the microwave's
clock. Kevin paused, not sure what or how to proceed. Seth could see the
bed ahead of them; he walked to it, lowered his loincloth and climbed
beneath the sheets with his back to Kevin.

In the darkness, Seth could hear him disrobe, hear each piece of clothing
as he removed it and tossed it aside. It was then that the covers shifted,
Kevin climbed into bed and all that either of them heard was their labored
breathing and the pounding of their hearts.

Then he felt the brush of fingers_ his wondrous fingers, a touch so light
and yet like lightning. Kevin's caress, almost like a whisper, moved with
an excruciating slowness, up and down Seth's spine. Seth felt the hot moist
pressure of Kevin's lips against the nape of his neck and following the
path that his fingers had taken. His arms moved around Seth's waist, and
his hand cupped and squeezed his chest.

Kevin's thumb moved with the same, almost tortuous lightness of caress
around Seth's nipple before sliding down his midriff, abdomen and between
his thighs, his hand cupping the fullness of Seth's balls. He moved his
hand to the swollen length of Seth's erection. There he stroked with an
enticing practice of rhythm, knowledge, and purpose that brought a spasm
racing through Seth. When he turned Seth to him, Seth was glad of the
darkness that would at the least cloak the mindless thirst that had seized
him for more of his touch.

Kevin kissed Seth. It was neither hurried nor feverish, but it lingered,
deepened into a kiss that spoke more than words ever could. Seth met the
deep passion of his kiss with a hunger, a rage of need, and allowed his
hands to fall upon Kevin. His fingers delved through Kevin's thick mat of
hair on his chest, curled to his shoulders, dared to stroke along the
length of his back, and feel the hard muscle of structure of his ass.

He moved his hand low against Kevin's abdomen, still consumed by the
overwhelming force and seduction of Kevin's lips against his own, did what
came naturally, curling his long, slender fingers around the shaft of his
sex. The pulse and power of his erection only stirred the coil of desire
within Seth, and by the time he pulled Seth beneath him and eased his
manhood deep into him, Seth was near frenzy when his climax seized
him. Then is seemed that there was fire in his heart where only embers had
burned, that the stars outside filled the darkness where there was nothing
but the ceiling and yet_ Seth had never felt like this before_ ever. Kevin
was his first to take him to this place.

Seth clung to Kevin's shoulders as Kevin's body moved within him, his
rhythm neither urgent nor slow, but on of waiting_ waiting for Seth to come
down and then rise with him again.

"Are you alright, Seth," he asked but instead of responding verbally, Seth
answered with a kiss.

Seth moved to meet each thrust, his ass squeezing Kevin's cock each time it
buried itself deep within him. They were not fucking; Kevin was making love
to him. No man could put such emotion, such power into this and it not is
love. Seth could feel Kevin's need, because his rhythm quickened and his
manhood, as if possible, had grown larger.

"I'm going to cum, Seth," he whispered against Seth's ear and when he began
to pull out, Seth wrapped his legs tighter around Kevin's waist and rode
his cock.

"Stay and fill me with your love," Seth whispered back and then kissed him.

With the mouths joined in passion, Kevin's cock erupted with volcanic
force, sending his molten seed deep into Seth.

"Stay the night, Seth," it was a question, not a demand.

"And what happens in the morning?" Seth asked.

"We go together to the boss man and we find something for you to do in the
show. I want more than this also, Seth. I want to know what it is to hold
you though the night and wake up in the morning to see you beside me."

"Really, Kevin, do you truly mean those words," Seth asked, tears falling
down his cheek as he looked at this man that he didn't really know.

"I do, and I promise that you won't ever regret staying. I know that there
may be things about me you may not like, but then I am sure that you have a
quirk or two."

"Kevin, there is nothing that I can imagine not liking about you."

"My snoring sounds like a run away freight train, or so I've been told."

Seth became quiet; he even seemed to pull away from Kevin. Kevin sensing
the sudden change pulled him back.

"What is it, for I feel the sudden change in you?"

"What is Darrin to you?" he asked and yet, fearing the answer.

"Truthfully, Darrin was a friend with benefits, nothing more. Whenever we
needed_ well we were there for each other. But I promise you that if you
stay, I'll never again see him."

"Never say never for it tempts the fates," Seth said. "Darrin was good, but
then you know this. The thing is, I want a monogamous relationship and if
that is something you see a problem for you, tell me now, before my heart
gets crushed.

"If it matters that much to you, we'll go to him together and tell him of
our relationship and its rules."

"I'd like that, Kevin. I want our relationship to be built on love as well
as trust. I also don't want us to ever go to be angry. If it takes all
night, we stay up and talk it out until we agree."

"I agree totally and just think, just imagine the great make up sex we'll
have," he said as he pulled Seth atop him. "Now handsome, take me and make
love to me," he said, lifting his legs around Seth's waist.

Seth eased his cock into Kevin and over the next half hour, they made love.

"I'm falling in love with you," Kevin whispered against the back of Seth's
head.

"So am I with you, stud, now go to sleep," he said, wriggling back against
Kevin's growing cock.

They drifted off to sleep with Kevin's cock buried deep within Seth.

The End