Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2002 05:40:41 EDT
From: FlagStache@aol.com
Subject: Cowboy Tail (Part 6)

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Warning: This story contains homo-erotic content! If this is objectionable
to you or the state laws in which you abide, read no further!


Cowboy Tail (Part VI)


Sheriff Tipton heard the strange "Slapping" noises getting louder as he
enter the retail section of the store, along with Mangum's groan's and
grunt's which were growing louder as well! "SLAP...., Oooooh..., SLAP...,
Aaaahhhh..., SLAP..., Ughhhoooh..., SLAP..., Uhhhhh..., SLAP..., SLAP...,
SLAP..., Uh..., Uh..., Uhhhhhh!!! Tipton held his "Colt" straight out
before him, ready to shoot if necessary and silently rounded the corner of
a wooden countertop display situated near the storage shelves at the side
of the shop. It was here that the sounds were the loudest and he stopped
dead in his tracks when he saw what all the noise was about. At first he
thought that Mangum was sexing his wife and he flushed with embarrassment
but when his shocked perceptions had cleared, he saw that it was not a man
and a woman screwing, it was two men! The biggest surprise of all was the
screaming revelation that it was his buddy Rog who was laying flat on his
back, getting poked and magnificently! Mangum's long strong legs were held
high in the air and widely spread, one leg bent down so as to dig his heel
firmly against the flexing buttocks of the well built, naked man hunching
over him! Tipton watched with amazement as the squirming, hairy white butt
of the bearded stranger rose up and fell down, again and again between
Mangum's beefy open thighs. He could see the thick, heavily veined shaft of
the stranger's penis as it deeply penetrated the dark split of Mangum's
clenching, accepting ass. The loose, thin lips of Mangum's reddened anus
were drawn out, clinging to and caressing the wet circumference of the
fleshy weapon as it was withdrawn then they would roll back in again with
each powerful inward stroke of the throbbing cock. In so doing, Smokey's
narrow pelvic region would make contact with Mangum's upturned buttocks
with a dull "SMACK!" Tipton now fully understood the cause of all the
slapping noises!! Dumbfoundedly, he watched the coupling men and glancing
up and over the arching back and tilted head of the bearded stranger,
Tipton caught sight of Mangum's face, his eye's tightly closed in
concentration as his slack, parted lips stretched out into a wide bushy
grin. It appeared to Tipton that Rog was actually enjoying the act of being
bred like a woman! His arms were now loosely draped around the neck and
upper shoulders of the man pummeling is ass furiously, a look of total
surrender upon his rugged face.

Mangum, couldn't believe how good getting poked could feel! Initially it
hurt like hell and he didn't think that he was going to be able to take the
monster cock of the stranger. Even so, Smokey's expertise with a man's butt
was legendary! He took his time, letting his fat pecker soak inside of
Mangum's stretched anus, allowing it to relax and become familiar with the
intrusion. Mangum felt the exquisite sensation of fullness, like he had to
take a really good shit and when the stranger slowly began to withdraw his
boner from Mangum's rectum, the delicious sensation of release, caused him
to groan out with pleasure! Then as Smokey thrust in once again, the
feeling of fullness returned but as Smokey withdrew his cock for the second
time, the bloated head of it rubbed against Mangum's swelling prostate and
fireworks went off in the shopkeeper's head! Smokey saw the man's eyes roll
back and the abrupt intake of breath that he took, was slowly exhaled, in a
deep pleasure-filled moan that sang it's way from the shopkeeper's lips.
This was indeed music to Smokey's ear's, "Anutha satisfahed customuh!" He
thought to himself and he grinned with pride. "Ah've gotta hang up muh hat
now pard, ahya good ta go?" He softly queried the storekeeper. "Go fer it
stud, I..., I thank I'm raddy fer it now..., plow meh like theyah ain't no
tomorrah," he pleaded; bracing himself eagerly for the onslaught. And such
was the state of things, when Sheriff Tipton arrived on the scene.

Tipton stood watching the mating pair with continuing amazement. He
suddenly wanted to laugh out loud but he held himself in check. How could
it possibly be that two grown men would have the capacity to yearn for each
other and gain pleasure from their bodies, in the same manner that a man
and a woman might?! This was clearly an act against the laws of God and
Nature both! Although Tipton was somewhat appalled to see such perversity
displayed so openly before him, he could not deny the fact that he had
often entertained thoughts about doing just what these two men were doing:

 Sometimes late at night when the whole western world was asleep, Tipton
would lay alone in his bunk, free at last to indulge in his most secret
fantasies. His first thought was about Miss Amanda, the saloonkeeper over
at the "Silver Dollar." Images of her and the deep cleavage of her ample
breasts came into view, the glowing green eyes, the red 'cupid's bow" lips
and the beauty mark that graced her left cheek filled Tipton's mind. As he
continued with his fantasies, Tipton's cock would begin to swell inside of
his close fitting trousers. Raising his hips up from the mattress, he would
slowly unbutton the waist and fly before working them down over the curving
swell of his tight ass and yet even further down into a tangled bunch about
his sparsely furred ankles. Splaying his knees widely apart, he began
cupping his "plums" and manhandling his throbbing "axe-handle" until a
clear drop of seminal fluid breached the thick cleft of his large cock
lips. Tipton would finger the pre-cum and swirl the fluid around the crown
of his ballooning cock's head. When it was well coated he would bring the
large slime covered finger to his thirsting goatee'd lips and sucked upon
it, savoring the salty flavor that filled his mouth. Once again he would
tug upon his fat pecker in order to bring about more of the tastey stuff
and scooping it up, would bring the next batch up to his feasting mouth.
With his finger thus wetted he would begin to finger his tight butthole,
working it around the tender tissues before plunging it deeply inside of
his raw rectal canal. "Ahhh..., Uhhhh..." Tipton would grunt. His thickly
furred mouth gapping open as images of the rough, rugged characters that
occasionally filled the cells of the jailhouse, entered his fantasies.
Tipton stroked his 11 inches of thick pecker meat with one hand and with
the other, he would continue to maul at his flaring butthole with furious
intent! Spitting in his hand for lubrication he would work the curving
"banana-shaped" organ, as naked masculine buns raised themselves toward
him..., spread open..., loose..., cum moistened..., ready for his skillful
screwings..., huge veiny cocks came next and so hard that they shone as
they loomed in for the tender touch of his furry sucking lips..., thoughts
about getting a good poking came to Tipton's mind as well, as he would
continue to probe at his sensitive anal cavity. As suddenly as it all
started, Mangum's asshole would tightening up around his pre-cum moistened
finger and the burning tingle of orgasm would announce it's welcomed
approach! Splattering his hairy belly and chest, his cock had the
"mechanics" necessary to spew abundantly, sending one ropy strand after
another throughout the air, one even landing on his closed eyelid which he
would quickly swipe away. Tipton's experience in the art of self-love had
taught him that nothing hurt worse than an eye full of spunk!

Yes, Tipton could not deny the male oriented content of his 'private'
thoughts during such times but he never once had any notions of making his
fantasies a reality and up until now, never even imagined that men like
Smokey and Rog even existed! Tipton's continuing shock at seeing his
fishing buddy Rog with his legs in the air like that, was clearly evidenced
by the stunned looked upon his face! Even so, his eyes squinted as he
leaned in closer to view the activities of the two men. Unconsciously,
Tipton brought his free hand down to his crotch and began to squeeze at his
swelling cock, the bulge of which ran down the length of his right thigh
and threatened to rip through the straining cloth of his trousers! Tipton
continued to rub his stiffening cock-shaft through the cotton cloth until a
wet spot began to darkened the area just above his right knee, so lost in
the indulgences of voyeuristic pleasures was he, that he forgot for a
moment where he was and he groaned out his pleasure, "Oooooh!"

"Oooooh...!" Sonofabitch! Tipton thought to himself, he couldn't believe
that he had betrayed his presence with such a stupid mistake, quickly
releasing his hold on himself, he cleared his throat and with his trusy
"Colt" still held in his hand, aimed it at the humping pair and said
gruffly, "Oh What have we here?!"

Smokey jerked up and twisted his head around to see the Sheriff standing
over him. He quickly withdrew his cock from the storekeeper's gripping ass
and flipped himself over onto his back and propped himself up onto his
elbows to acquire a better view of the threatening figure standing before
him, his throbbing shit streaked cock was still hard and with each beat of
his racing heart, bobbed about between his widely spread, furry thighs.
Smokey's face was greatly reddened from his earlier exertions and it was
coated with sweat which dripped freely from the curly ends of his
"handlebar" moustache and ran rivulets through his closely trimmed beard
before falling onto his equally sweat drenched and heaving chest. He leered
up at the Sheriff with a grin upon his lips, "nice - slab o' prime beef on
the hoof!" He thought to himself! Meanwhile Mangum quickly grabbed a shirt
that lay crumpled up on the floor next to him and shamefully covered up his
nakedness with it. He was humiliated to say the least and his proud
throbbing pecker had wilted down to the size of half a sausage! "Whut wuz
ta become o' him now" he thought miserably and a sudden surge of hot tears
began to well up within his big brown eyes!

End Part VI