Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2018 15:21:27 +0000 (UTC) From: Behr Forbear Subject: My Rural Life - Chapter 16: Sunday Football ***** All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the Author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. ***** My Rural Life - Chapter 16: Sunday Football That night they each slept in their bedrooms and I slept in the guest room. We were all exhausted by the time we put the horses away, cleaned up and hit the bed. The next day was Sunday. We got up, had breakfast and lounged around the place reading the paper, etc. and just relaxing. About 11am Mike, the young bull rider from the night before showed up. Turns out that the day before was the first day that any of us met him, and I found out later it was the first time he had ever been with a man. I thought, `Wow, if Tiny is your first experience with a man he doesn't have a lot of upside left to explore.' Tiny had invited the kid over to watch some football. After inviting him in we made small talk and formal introductions. He seemed a bit shy, even embarrassed, like a kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. We made him feel at home as much as possible. I couldn't do much, after all I had only been there less than 24 hours myself. After a bit he seemed to relax. Uncle Gary went out to start the grill and after a few minutes I took the steaks out to him, leaving Tiny and young Mike in the living room together watching the pre-game show. I returned to the kitchen a few minutes later and looked over into the living room. Tiny had taken off his shirt and pushed his jeans down to his boots and was sitting/laying back on the couch. Mike was bare assed naked sitting in Tiny's sizable lap facing the big man bouncing up and down on that massive cock. He was jacking his own cock in rhythm to his bouncing with his right hand. He had his cowboy hat in his left hand and was waving it in the air just like he was riding a bull. He was really fucking himself and seemed to be having a great time doing it. Tiny was pinching the younger man's nipples and encouraging him to ride it as rough and hard as he liked. My cock was rock hard. While they weren't paying attention to me, in fact I'm not sure they even knew I had come back in the house, they weren't trying to hide their sex. I watched wondering how this kid could have gotten so used to such a huge cock in such a short time. It was such a turn on to see these two physically polar opposites getting off with each other. After a minute or two more Mike started yelping in excitement and started shooting a very copious amount of cum all over Tiny's stomach and chest. Tiny kept encouraging him to take all he wanted and after a few minutes of tremors racking his body, as he continued to bounce, he collapsed onto Tiny's torso exhausted. Tiny gave him a strong, tight bear hug and the young man was absolutely swallowed up in his big hairy arms. After a minute more Tiny whispered something to Mike who then sat up and spun around so that his back was towards Tiny. He did this without ever letting the massive dick out of his ass and without leaving Tiny's lap. He then lay back onto Tiny's chest and into his waiting arms. Mike then lifted his legs, stretching his hole open as much as possible. It was then that Tiny started thrusting in and out. They soon got into a clean rhythm and I was mesmerized by the sight of Tiny's pistoning dick going in and out of Mike's very recently virgin hole. Mike was moaning in what seemed a mixture of surprise, awe and lust as he threw his head back onto Tiny's big barrel chest. After a short time of this quick fire fucking, Tiny exploded. I could see the veins on his cock swell and flex as his seed pulsed through them on its way into Mike's bowels. By now both men were exhausted. Each was now relaxed with a glossy sheen of sweat covering them from head to toe. They lay there basking in their sex. I turned to head back to the grill and Uncle Gary. As I approached him I said, "I think Tiny has the goo goo eyes for Mike." I said approaching the grill. "Yeah? Well I think Mike is goo goo for Tiny. `Course you would be too if you lost your virginity to that bear of a man." Uncle Gary offered good naturedly. "Yeah, no shit. They make an interesting couple though; they're just so opposite physically." I said. "It's about chemistry, I guess. You either have it with someone or you don't. I don't think that means more than that though." Uncle Gary offered pointedly. "Naw, I wasn't worried about them being in "love'", I said emphasizing it with air-quotations. "Just that they clearly have a lust for each other. I don't even think they knew I was there, much less watching them just now." I said. "Oh? They're in there having a go are they?" Uncle Gary asked. "Oh yeah. Let's just say that Mike's first place win from last night is likely to repeat itself in future rodeos with the practice he's going to get riding Tiny like a bull." I said, looking back the way I came. Uncle Gary laughed and flipped the steaks. By the time we got back in the house they were both dressed but still a bit disheveled. We ate heartily while we watched the game, then lounged around snaking and relaxing while enjoying football. During breaks in football, like half-time or between games, Tiny and Mike would slip off to the back porch or into Tiny's bedroom. They were always back by the time the game started again, a little winded and lot sweaty. I had a perpetual hard on all day thinking about what I had saw and what was evidently happening between them when they were away from us. (c) Copyright 2018, All rights reserved Comments or suggestions are welcome and can be sent to behr4bear@yahoo.com