Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2018 15:46:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: Behr Forbear <behr4bear@yahoo.com>
Subject:  My Rural Life - Chapter 15: Post Rodeo Fun ?

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My Rural Life - Chapter 15: Post Rodeo Fun

Well, Jack took 3rd out of 5 in steer dogging. He was pumped with
adrenaline when it was over. He didn't care about the prize money; he
didn't need it since he was a full time trucker by trade. He just liked
doggin' steers for the rush. Mike took first place in bull riding. I
couldn't believe that little fucker was a bull rider. (Of course after
having rode on Tiny's bull cock, it seemed fitting.) He was evidently an up
and coming rodeo star with lots of potential to go pro. Everyone said so. I
happen to know that after his final ride, Tiny wasn't judging the next
event. I watched them both disappear into the woods behind the arena. They
came back, separately. I swear Mike was walking more bow-legged than when
he entered the woods. Tiny just sauntered in his usual cocky, in-control
but relaxed way.

After the final event and pretty much everyone had cleared out, Uncle Gary,
Tom, Jack, Tiny, Roger the clown (now dressed in wranglers, boots, hat and
sans makeup), and me were helping Damon, his son Kenny and Ramon his
Mexican ranch foreman load the final stock back into their trailers. There
was lots of good natured ribbing about the night, especially of Roger and
his antics, and everyone was playing grab ass too. Roger, Ramon and Kenny
had cattle prods for the stock and Roger kept coming up behind folks and
giving them a bit of a shock on the ass. He kept trying to get men in the
crotch but couldn't quite get there. He did this with pretty much everyone
but Damon, the senior most person there, Ramon, who was sort of quiet and
reserved and Tiny. No one fucked with Tiny it seemed, playing or not.

Everyone was dusty and sweaty but the night air had begun to cool down a
bit. There was a slight breeze as well. Everyone smelled of cow sweat and
shit and our boots were covered in grime, grit and cow crap. When we were
done Tom excused himself and headed home to his wife. Roger grabbed his
saddle bags and kit and headed out as well, saying he was going to go find
him some pussy for the night. Jack was still electrified with testosterone
from his event. You could see he was antsy and excited. He just could not
seem to stop moving. We got our horses loaded and Damon asked Uncle Gary to
the horse trailer, the living part, to discuss some job. Ramon was already
in there apparently preparing some dinner.

Damon Mitchell's ranch was called the Circle 4-M. He had 4 sons, a wife,
and 12 ranch hands. Ramon was the foreman; Kenny was Damon's 3rd son. He
was about my age. The Circle 4-M was a good distance away so the elder
Mitchell had decided to wait until later to head back. He didn't want to
compete with Saturday night bar room traffic. He, Uncle Gary and Ramon were
inside the trailer talking work. Kenny and I were sitting on the tail gate
of the big dually he drove to pull the cattle trailer. We were just
shooting the shit, getting to know each other a bit. After a few minutes I
noticed that Tiny and Jack were no longer around either.

"Where'd Jack and Tiny go?" I asked out loud, thinking Kenny might have
seen where they went.

"I saw `em headed to the trees. I think Tiny was going to help `im get over
his excitement", Kenny said with air of knowing that there might be more
going on there than met the eye.

"Shit. Really? I think I would like to see how he does that." I said
nonchalantly.

"Well, let's go. I don't think what they're up to is any huge secret. At
least from what I witnessed at last year's rodeo." He said and started for
the woods.

"Yeah? So you know Tiny likes fucking dudes? I wouldn't of thought Jack
would be into that." I said, and then, "Are you?" This last I said almost
under my breath but he heard me.

"Well, last year I watched him fuck about 4 cowboys over the course of the
night. He used our trailer. Those cowboys must really like his dick." He
offered.

"Well, have you seen it? It's fucking huge. I've never seen one like it
before, not even in porn." I said as we approached the clearing.

"Well I saw it when he fucked my dad last year. I know he fucked at least
two cowboys this year, and you're right, it's big as my forearm."

We reached the edge of the woods and could see the two men's silhouette a
few yards away. Evidently, Tiny was bent over with his hands on a log while
Jack was at his ass, eating like he was starving. We approached like it was
normal. Tiny noticed us first.

"Hey Jack." He called over his shoulder, "We got company." Jack grunted his
acknowledgement but didn't stop eating out Tiny's sizable, hairy ass.

"Come `ere boys. Tiny wants to suck some dick tonight." He said referring
to himself in the third person.

We both approached unzipping our jeans. Turns out Tiny can give an
excellent blowjob. Due to his size his mouth is big too and we could almost
get both of our cocks in there at the same time, not quite, but it wasn't
for lack of trying. Soon Jack came around and started sucking Kenny while
Tiny focused on my hard meat. After a few minutes of this Tiny offered me
his ass; I was shocked. This man liked to have his ass fucked too? I
didn't' question too long, I just took my position and pounded my cock
home. Soon, Jack had turned around to offer his ass to Kenny. Here we were
both young men fucking these two older trucker cowboys and we all loved
it. Jack was pushing back into Kenny's crotch violently trying to get his
dick farther up his ass. Tiny was jacking off to my rhythm as I fucked
him. The two men had their heads next to each other as we were on opposite
sides of the log fucking them respectively. I could see the look of lust
and concentration on Kenny's face and we kept glancing at each other over
the backs of these two big men.

Jack and Tiny after a while were locked in a sort of wrestling move where
each had his arms around the shoulders of the other pressing down. As a
group we got into a rhythm with both of the fuckees swaying in time to the
fuckers. It wasn't long before I could feel the cum building in my shaft
and my balls tightening. Tiny's ass was anything but, but his hole was
tight as a drum. I could fuck him for days I thought, just then I reached
the tipping point and blew my load up his shitter. He grunted his pleasure
and that sent Kenny to exploding too. Once we both had blown our loads and
withdrew, both men stood up and in sort of a side-hug started jacking
themselves off in rhythm to the other. Since Jack was facing me I dropped
to my knees and started sucking him off. Kenny followed my lead and started
sucking Tiny too. After a few minutes of this they started unloading their
balls in our mouths and on our faces. Jack's spooge was thick, hot and very
sticky. It tasted great.

After they recovered from their blowjobs we all pulled our pants up and
headed back to the trucks. Jack had to get home to the wife and so he shot
out of there right away. The three of us headed to the horse trailer to
check on Uncle Gary and Mr. Mitchell. We knew we wouldn't all fit in the
trailer so we all couldn't go inside. Kenny opened the door while Tiny and
I stood back slightly. Inside we could see that Uncle Gary was again
fucking Mr. Mitchell and now Ramon was also fucking Uncle Gary at the same
time.

"Holy shit! Look at that." I exclaimed. Kenny and Tiny didn't say anything
but they were definitely interested in watching. I guess the sight of men
fucking just shouldn't surprise me anymore. They all were looking at us as
we were looking at them. About that time Uncle Gary started shaking in his
orgasm, blowing his second load of the night up the rancher's ass. Ramon
started bucking too; he pulled his cock out of Uncle Gary's ass and shot
his load all over my Uncle's red haired back and ass. Ramon then proceeded
to lick it all up lustfully.

Rancher Mitchell turned around and started cleaning Uncle Gary's slick,
slim covered cock while Ramon finished cleaning his back side with his
tongue. My cock was hard again. All of this sex was making me stay harder,
longer and shoot more loads as opposed to the opposite. I thought by now it
would have worn me out but so far it hadn't. I noticed Kenny's eyes were
riveted on his dad as he slurped that thick cock clean and his right hand
had moved to his crotch where he was rubbing his thick member absent
mindedly.

Uncle Gary finally pulled up his wranglers and stepped out of the
trailer. Damon Mitchell sat back on his haunches with his jeans still down
around the tops of his boots. He was slowly pulling on his very small dick,
which didn't appear to be hard. But, you could tell the older man was
definitely in lust by the look in his eyes. I noticed Uncle Gary's load was
slowly dripping out of the man's ass making a pool on the floor of the
trailer between his boot heels. Ramon sat back on his knees too as Uncle
Gary descended the steps. Almost before he could clear the way, Kenny was
stepping up into the trailer. I watched as he turned to face his dad and at
the same time was undoing his belt buckle. His dad leaned forward in
anticipation, putting his face eye level with his son's crotch. Ramon
inched forward as well, but from the backside of the young rancher. As the
door to the trailer started to slowly swing shut, I saw Mr. Mitchell reach
up and pull his son's wranglers down exposing him completely. As he did so
he engulfed the younger man's dick in one swallow. As soon as the man's ass
was exposed Ramon had his face buried in between the cheeks. I saw Kenny
throw his head back and moan from the ministrations of the two older men,
just as the door shut giving the three of them their privacy.

"Man, those Mitchell's have always been a great bunch of fuck buddies."
Uncle Gary pointed out to Tiny.

"Too bad he didn't' bring the other boys this time." Tiny chuckled. "We
could have had a grand ole time with all of `em".

"Maybe next year." Uncle Gary opined as he turned and started walking
towards the truck. We all loaded up and Uncle Gary was to drive. He had me
sit in between him and Tiny. After cranking the diesel engine, he said,
"Here Mark let me see your hand." He took me by the wrist. "Check this
out." He said as he shifted his weight, hiking up his right leg. He
proceeded to put my hand under his ass. "Hold your hand open boy and let me
sit on it." he said. I shifted slightly to make it a bit more comfortable
as he settled his weight back down onto my hand and wrist. Tiny seemed
amused, I didn't know what to think. Uncle Gary seemed to concentrate for a
minute and his ass cheeks seemed tense. Then after a minute he relaxed.

"There. Feel that Mark?" He asked. And then I did. His wranglers were
getting wet and I could feel it. It was warm and definitely wet. As he put
the truck in gear and started driving, my hand still under his ass he said,
"That's 6 loads from today Mark. One this morning from a passing trucker. I
didn't get his name but he shot a lot. Yours and Tiny's generous loads from
this afternoon, Ramon got off twice up in there and the Mayor was obliged
to drop me a load as well before he headed home." He was smiling from ear
to ear. I started massaging his ass with my fingers through his cum
stained, wet wranglers as much as I could.

"Fuckin' A, Uncle Gary. You guys get more sex than anyone I fucking know,
including me. And I get it pretty regular. But not 6 times in a day." I
said with both laughter and amazement in my voice. "Why haven't I come to
stay with you sooner?" I joked.

"Well" Tiny said, his bass voice booming in the cab of the pickup, "As far
as I'm concerned you can come and stay anytime and for as long as you
want." He reached over and started rubbing my rock hard cock through my
jeans.

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