Date: Sat, 6 Apr 2002 03:11:58 EST
From: FlagStache@aol.com
Subject: Cowboy Tail (Part 5)

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Cowboy Tail (Part V)


Sheriff Tipton took his time as he ambled his way towards "Mangum's
Mercantile and General Store," sharing 'pleasantries' with the various
locals and tipping his felt "Calvary style" hat as he nodded his head in
the direction of some of the comely young ladies who crossed his path. His
standing as one of the most eligible bachelors in Hellbend was always a hot
topic for discussion amongst the young women of Hellbend especially those
having achieved the level of 'marriageable' status.

Tipton was one of those rare individuals who had a natural way of carrying
himself with an 'air' of strong masculine confidence. His clothing always
fit him well and in all the right places, his 'button-fly' trousers hugged
his bottom half snuggly, especially at the bulge of his full crotch and the
gentle curve of his manly butt, yet he never made a conscious effort to
provide an attractive image of himself to the opposite sex or otherwise. He
simply dressed as neatly as possible and in a manner befitting his
profession. Even so, there were many eyes that were cast in his direction
and more than one wistful observer who wished that they could see more of
what Sheriff Tipton had to offer beneath the confines of his well tailored
clothing. Dressed in a brown "sack suit" and a white 'band collared' shirt
along with a 'string tie' of the era, his well polished Sheriff's badge was
pinned neatly to his vest and of course his trusty "Colt 44 -six shot" (a
relic from his civil war days) was held securely in his "buscadero" style
holster which he wore low upon his narrow masculine hips.

Back at the shop, Mangum now cradled his head upon Smokey's left thigh,
laying sideways in a lazy 69, he leaned upon his right elbow and forearm
between the bearded man's widely spread thighs. He parted his own legs,
with his right knee drawn up, making it easier for Smokey's enthusiastic
explorations. Mangum once again trapped Smokey's enormously fat pecker
within the grasp of his hairy hot hand. Pulling the loose foreskin back and
away from the purpled head, he brought the fat tip of it to his suckling
lips, kissing it tenderly and tickling it with his bushy moustache. Smokey
felt the strands of thick hairs, some of which, entered the sensitive
regions of his piss slit and the tingling sensations created, brought about
loud bellows of approval from his lust slackened lips. Smokey was suddenly
aware that his crotch more than likely smelled strong and unwashed but
given the heat of the moment and seeing Mangum's apparent lack of concern
in that respect, he decided to let things play out as they may. Mangum
loved the sharp and rangy scent being emitted from the rugged stranger's
parted thighs and his nostrils flared as he continued to suck and gently
rake his teeth over the bloated head and glans. Scraping away the few
deposits of smegma which nestled there in the process. Mangum savored the
flavor, feeling the creamy accumulations of "head-cheese" as they melted
away on his tongue. The stranger's warm spongy cock flesh now throbbed
against the roof of his mouth and Mangum drew in his breath and suddenly
deep throated the mighty prod, gagging loudly with the effort! "Easy now
big fella, don't go taken down more 'n yuh can chew," Smokey responded with
a worried expression on his face. "Ah can take it mister, don't ya go worry
'n yer handsome self about that." Mangum said softly and giving the
stranger a sly wink, Smokey knew that all was well.

Smokey glowed inwardly, "Muh handsome self!" he thought amusedly as a smile
slowly crept across his weather beaten, bearded lips. It pleased him to
know that he still had some appeal after all the long travels of his life,
what it had given to him and what it had also taken away. Smokey let the
memories drift away as he twisted around and clutched at Mangum's own
swollen member and began to feast ravenously upon the rigid pole. As he did
so, the shopkeeper thrust his pelvis forward causing his rampant penis to
throttle Smokey's tonsils but his well trained throat muscles eagerly
accepted the now spit slickened pecker. Mangum's penis was circumcised and
this was an oddity to Smokey who never knew a man who was "clipped" as his
Pa used to say. It was his Pa who taught him all there was to know about
other men but most of those things he thought to be just "stories" however
life was always the greatest teacher and he never let a new experience pass
him by. He discovered that he liked the way that Mangum's exposed dickhead
looked. The plum-sized dimensions of it, greatly surpassed the thinner
circumference of the lengthy, vein covered cockshaft.  It reminded Smokey
of an "Albino" copperhead rattlesnake that he had met up with in the dry
desert underbrush during one of his many travels. Food being scarce in such
environs, Smokey made a similar meal of it but of course upon thinking
about it all now, Mangum's 'trouser snake' tasted a whole lot better than
that old gamey rattler did! Mangum continued to plug Smokey's mouth with
his throbbing meat, and the sudden eruption of pre-cum began to coat the
insides of Smokey's accommodating oral cavity. He closed his lips tightly
around the pistoning hard shaft and let Mangum enjoy the warmth of his
sucking mouth, his muscled arm wrapped around Mangum's thrusting hips and
his hand came down upon the firm flexing buttocks. Mangum reached behind
himself and parted the cheeks of his ass, allowing Smokey to finger and
probe at his tensing anus. Smokey could feel the sweat moistened ass lips,
the wrinkled butt-pucker was tight and yet as Smokey continued his urgent
caresses, the sphincter muscles slowly began to relax and open as a result
of his talented manual explorations. The hair fringed orifice suddenly felt
large and "cushy" to Smokey as his finger slowly entered the steamy depths
of Mangum's clenching rectal walls. Smokey knew what he was doing and felt
about for the bump of Mangum's swollen prostate, his "love button" (as his
Pa used to call it). Having found the sensitive region deep within Mangum's
hole, Smokey applied diligent pressure and stroked at it. "Oooooh
Yesssss...," Mangum moaned out, he couldn't believe how good Smokey's
tender ministrations felt. He wanted to cum right then and there but he
held back by exercising a little technique of his: He allowed his mind to
drift to thoughts of his wife Lucinda and it definitely helped! Soon
however Smokey's oral and manual talents overrode even that and he withdrew
his thick cock from Smokey's wonderful lips, this was not to be "a lick and
a promise" encounter, he wanted this sublime affair to last quite a bit
longer! Smokey rapidly gulped down the salty pre-cum that filled his mouth
and quizzically looked up at Mangum. In a voice hoarsened with lust and
physical need, he questioned Mangum, "whaddahya want now buddy, you want
some 'o muh ass..., you want some 'o muh hot sweet tail? As Smokey said
this he slumped down flat upon his back and raised his long legs high and
widely spread in the air. He reached down to grip at his firmly muscled ass
and parted the hairy butt cheeks. Mangum could see Smokey's darkly rouged
anus, the presence of "piles" markedly revealed. Relaxing his sphincter
muscles, Smokey carefully inserted the thick fingers of his work-worn hands
deeply within the gash of his shithole and slowly opened himself up to the
amazed gaze of the kneeling man before him. As he continued to pull at the
lips of his 'mancunt', it expanded even more and to impossible proportions!
Soon Mangum found himself looking down upon a cavernous black pit
highlighted by the reddish pink interiors of Smokey's glistening rectal
tissues. Quickly Smokey released his grip and his anus snapped shut, by all
appearances, tight and completely impenetrable. Then Smokey raised his
meaty butt from off of the floor and as he did so, he teased Mangum by
doing a slow, provocative rotating dance of his hips and with his hairy
thighs spread widely apart, he thrust his beefy crack abruptly forwards and
into the leering face of the shopkeeper. All Mangum could do was to stare,
he was transfixed upon the well given presentation and he licked his dry
lips with ardent anticipations and craven desire! He reached for one of the
tins of "Bag Balm" stacked conveniently behind Smokey's head and coated his
huge pecker with generous amounts of the lubricating salve. Taking command
of the situation, Mangum eased himself in between Smokey's gorgeously
spread thighs and he kneed them open even more to make room for his broad
build. With a dizzying effect Smokey jerked upright and Mangum suddenly
felt himself being pulled down on top of the bearded hombre. Smokey took a
moment to hold the man in a tight rugged embrace. Their mouths suddenly
crushed together and Mangum shoved his tongue deeply inside the bearded
lips of the stranger and in turn, Smokey sucked at the shopkeeper's tongue
with such force that Mangum's tongue nearly ripped loose from it's roots!
Smokey wrapped his strong captivating legs around the store owner's waist
and Mangum soon took the hint as he began to poke his cock urgently in
between Smokey's fur filled crack. Mangum felt Smokey's gifted buns
grasping at the head of his pecker and Smokey brought hands against the
shopkeeper's solid waist and then sliding them down, strategically placed
them upon Mangum's flexing buns. With a mighty tug, he drew Mangum forward
ramming his thick probing pecker against his protruding anus. Mangum's
throbbing cock broke through the tight sphincter ring and the abrupt
intrusion released a long audible fart that worked itself out from the
nether regions of Smokey's steaming entrails, this sudden and unplanned
emission of gas burped intermittently around the girth of Mangum's veiny
pulsating shaft, yet neither man expressed embarrassment or offense [in
earlier times such as this, a fart was just a fart and accepted as a
natural function of the body]. Mangum marveled at the ease in which his
pecker had slid inside the warm clutching depths of Smokey's intestines and
the passage of gas created stimulating vibrations that felt so intimate and
erotic to Mangum! Smokey hooked his muscle corded arms behind his knees and
bent himself back and completely double for Mangum who continued with his
masterful screwing. "Ah buddy, YEEAAH! Plug muh dirty shitter deep 'n hard,
it's all they're fer yuh..., yuh randy stud yuh..., Uhhh..., Owww...,
Ooooh..., Ewwwwhahaha..., Aaaaaaah..., Mmmmm, Aaah, Ooooh...,
yeaaaaaaaah...!!!" Smokey wailed and grunted and moaned loudly as Mangum
bred him like a rutting stallion. The store owner's ass rapidly rose and
fell between Smokey's outstretched legs, flexing with each downward plunge
and relaxing with each upward stroke as Mangum's rampant bull cock
continued it's inward and outward course, mercilessly pounding away at
Smokey's insatiable anal cavity. "Aah yes mister, yuh, yuh gotta a great
ass!" Mangum's breathing had substantially increased and he found it
difficult to speak clearly. "Puh, puh, pluggin yuh as deep as ah can
mister, pluggin yer big 'ol ass, feels so good too, take it all cowman,
take it all like ah man..., Uh, uh uuuuh!" Smokey knew by the sounds that
his friend was making, that he was well on his way to filling his belly
full of cum and he urged the man on. "Squirt meh full 'o yer bull milk man,
yea, give it all to meh..., Ooooh yes screw meh full 'o yuh seed, ay need
it so bad buddy! And Mangum drove the cows home with one finally deep
plunge, his asshole spasmed and twitched and he ground his pubic zone hard
against Smokey's parted butt. Pressing his moustached lips against his
"new-found" buddy's parted mouth, Mangum nibbled at Smokey's rough lips and
their tongues pressed together and swirled about in a sea of watery
spittle.  Mangum's orgasm peaked and slowly began to wane. Smokey could
feel the splatters of Mangum's seed filling his well screwed rectum, all
warm and squishy inside - just the way Smokey liked it! He relaxed his
asshole just enough to enjoy the warm sensation of Mangum's juices as they
oozed thickly out, running down the length of his tailbone and pooling
under the lower regions of his back.

Mangum collapsed upon Smokey's heaving belly and chest and calmly rested
there in order to catch his breath and allow the stars to clear from his
eyes. It was a short rest however as Smokey still had a raging erection and
Mangum swiftly reached down to take it within his roughly callused grasp,
"I always wanted ta know what it would feel like, guess ah've got my chance
right now!" And with that said, he quickly raised himself up off of the
floor and took a standing position over Smokey his naked feet placed at
both of Smokey's bare sides. "Hold on there pard, yuh gotta get it wetted
down some first!" Mangum taking the hint crouched over Smokey's husky
bearded face and settled his wrinked poophole against Smokey's puckering
lips. He watched as Smokey drove his head in between the crack of his hair
filled stinky ass and felt the long warm tongue poking around at his tender
anus. With swirling motions Smokey parted the folds and wrinkles of the
hair filled mancunt, pausing only once to remove a nagging hair that came
loose and stuck to his tongue, Smokey continued to work the insides of
Mangum's squirming anus. Sucking voraciously upon the pouting anal lips
making them relax and protrude, Smokey shoved as much spit up the man's
'hair tangled' shit canal as he possibly could. "Ah thank it's ready now
pard!" Smokey affirmed and Mangum moved himself downward until his musled
thighs arched over Smokey's rampant cock. Smokey held it steadily up and
pointed in the direction of the storekeeper's darkly shadowed groin. Mangum
Squatted slowly over the swollen head of Smokey's pecker and centered the
crack of his furry butt-cheeks against the mighty prod while baring down at
his straining bowels as if attempting to take a shit. Mangum's asshole
gradually opened and Smokey could feel the warm mouth of the store owner's
bunghole encircling the bloated crown of his happy penis. Continuing his
efforts Mangum settled back on his haunches and cautiously eased himself
all the way down, finally taking in the whole length of Smokey's massive
ten inches. He grinned proudly with self discovery and a wonderful sense of
personal accomplishment washed through his brain! With a quick intake of
breath Mangum grunted as he allowed himself to get used to the initial
burning and discomfort but soon found himself growing used to the sensation
of fullness and the pressure against his prostate was beginning to feel
very pleasurable. He at long last, placed his full weight down upon Smokey
who, helped the matter out a bit, by thrusting his pelvis upward, driving
the very last inch of his throbbing member deeply inside of Mangum's
tortured guts. Smokey cooed and stroked Mangum's husky thighs soothingly
and slowly sat up. Mangum in turn stretched out his legs and wrapped them
around behind Smokey's backside and there they both sat, interlocked and
lovingly intertwined. Once again they kissed and Smokey asked Mangum how it
all felt, "it's feeling better by the minute stud, les get down to IT!"
Smokey smiled sweetly at the man and pushed Mangum back, being careful not
to let his big penis slide out. Lifting the man's legs up, Smokey
skillfully coerced Mangum to lie flat upon his back and he rested Mangum's
long hairy legs upon his shoulders. Smokey now hunched over the storekeeper
while steadying himself upon his strong, tireless arms. Leaning forward, he
kissed Mangum hotly on the lips as he slowly began to withdraw his thick
pole from the gripping anus. In so doing, Smokey's hairy, strikingly white
ass, rose upwards and 'mooned' the air in the confines of the vacant
shop. With just the head of his cock held inside, Smokey allowed Mangum to
get used to the feeling before driving his pecker homeward, which he did
and with patient slowness and tender reserve. Once all ten of his inches
were neatly encased within Mangum's rectal walls, he stopped, once again
allowing Mangum to get used to the size of his massive bone. Smokey did
this over and over again until Mangum was covered in sweat and moaning out
with lust and uncontrollable desire.  "Oh stud! Mmmm..., Uhhh..., Plug meh
deep, make meh yuh mare..., make meh yuh WOMAN!" He groaned out and as he
said this, Mangum sucked in his tight belly, trying to draw Smokey's
probing cock even deeper within his heaving guts! Smokey picked up the pace
and began to skillfully fuck the shopkeeper, the firm flesh of his thighs
and swinging nut-sack, met with the equally firm flesh of Mangum's upturned
buttocks causing dull slapping sounds which could be heard throughout the
confines of the shop.

Sheriff Tipton silently walked across the dirt "paved" alleyway that
separated Mangum's establishment from the barber shop just next
door. Having trekked thus far, Tipton quickly stepped up onto the raised,
cleanly swept wooden decking at the storefront, his booted feet noiselessly
making contact with the hard surface of the brown creosote soaked pine
boards. Making his way towards the entrance, he took mental note of the
"Closed" sign in the window and stepping up to the glass paneled door, he
carefully turned the doorknob, it was locked! Placing his hands within the
pockets of his suit he pulled out a long cigar and placing it within his
darkly goatee'd lips, he began searching his pockets once again. After a
short while he extracted a single wooden match which he briskly struck
against the door framing. He cupped his hands around the hissing flame in
order to keep it alive and he brought it quickly up to the tip of his fat
cigar. After taking several long puffs against the burning flame, he was
sure that his beloved cigar was well lit. Tipton shook out the flame and
tossed the 'spent' match out onto the gray dry dirt that surrounded the
front deck of the store. A good cigar always made it easier for Tipton to
cogitate and with his stogie placed tightly between his darkly furred lips
he began to survey the store grounds, taking mental note of anything that
appeared abnormal or out of place. Suddenly an odd noise carried itself to
Tipton's keen ears, was that a groan he just heard?! No, it was a series of
groans and the sounds were definitely coming from inside of Mangum's shop!
His buddy Rog could be hurt! Perhaps he'd been attacked by a band of
unconscionable robbers and left for dead or maybe they were still there and
were looting the place while Rog lay limp, mortally wounded and bleeding on
the floor! He played out the various scenarios within his mind and as he
did so, he quickly freed his Colt from it's holster and held it high in the
air. Tipton carefully rounded the corner of the shop. With his back pressed
firmly up against the side of the building, he slowly sidestepped his way
towards the delivery dock at the back of the General Store. As he rounded
the next corner, he swung himself out with a wide leg stance; aiming his
gun at any possible assailant. No one there! He continued his way towards
the large double doors of the delivery dock and tried the doorknob, it
turned freely! With great care Tipton slowly opened the door and slunk
inside, his gun raised straight out before him. As he made his way towards
the retail section of the store, the groans grew louder and they were
accompanied by an odd sort of "slapping" sound, there was now no doubt in
Tipton's mind that his buddy Rog was being beaten!

End Part V