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A Day at Davie's
It was a hot summer day in southern rural Indiana with nothing much to do but enjoy not being in school and work. I had been sittin around the house for about a weekend after my junior year of high school now getting ready for my last high school summer break before tech school. My buddy Davie Masterson has called me up and asked if I wanted to hang out on his grandma's farm for the afternoon do some chores and explore around the property a bit, since she did have a couple hundred acres and all.
I myself has always had an interest in playing around with other guys, but living in a small close-minded rural town like I did, I never had that chance but I often fantasized about doing things with my buddies. I can't remember not going to sleep one night without a wank thinkin about Davie or Scott or occasionally both of them.
I hopped in my pickem up truck and headed out to Davie's so we could go on over to his grandma's. Before I even got half way there I was horny just thinkin about what I wished me and Davie could do when I got there, realizing I had a hardon and I was on backroads I whipped it out and began playing with it ever so slowly, I thought about how tight Davie's Wranglers were gonna be today and wondered what it'd be like to take em off of him and rub my hands all over his body. Davie was hardly a boy anymore being 18, but even for the past few years I've thought of him as nothing less than a man, He was farm-built 6'3" without his boots on and wore tight slim fit cowboy cut wranglers always held up with a big thick black western style belt and a tight plain white t-shirt tucked in. He had dirty blonde hair and reddish facial and body hair, his almost fluorescent green eyes accented the big broad shape of his face and chin profile, his shoulders were so broad that I could easily have sat on one of his shoulders. His torso blended his upper and lower body without contour; his wrangler butt was quite large and bulbous, stuck out like a shelf on hot days.
Today was just like any other day goin to see him, kinda odd that he mentioned he slept naked last night and still wasn't dressed for the day yet when he called me. I didn't really think anything of it at the time. I arrived at the older style house on their 30 acre plot. With cows in the pastures on 2 sides of the house and a few small barns straggled amongst the property. I hopped out of my truck and walked up around the house to the back door which was used more than the front because the front door was blocked and had no steps up to it anyways. I knocked on the door...no one answered; I knocked again...still nothing, so I went ahead and walked in since he mentioned no one else was home when he called earlier. I glided through the kitchen hoping to sneak up on him and scare him.
Sneak up on him I sure did, but embarrass him more than anything, there he was on his bed, jerkin off, had his eyes closed as his big thick fingered fist surrounded his meat sliding up and down the shaft ever so slow and rhythmically. I felt a shudder within my chest as I watched ever so quietly, and a stir in my own wranglers, when finally I had to say something, "Davie, what the hell are you doin?" He immediately threw a blanket over himself and his face turned a bright flush red with embarrassment. I kinda giggled a little and he gave out a nervous laugh. "What the hell, why didn't you knock?" he asked. "I did, about three or four times and you never hollered or nothing, so I figured I'd scare ya and looks as if I sure did a bit." I said with a smirk on my face. "Don't tell anyone you caught me doin this, or I'll probably have to kill ya, got it?" I just kinda laughed at what he said, "Sure, sure, you must be the only guy I know that does that," with sarcasm, "but what if I keep it as black mail, since I took a picture of you with my camera phone?" I was tryin my hardest not to laugh or smile anymore, but I'm not very good at bein serious and I eventually broke out laughin, and he had slid some briefs on under the blanket and he got up and tackled me to the floor in his whitey tighties. The power of his tree trunk legs pushing all that weight knocked the wind outta me a bit, and then after I regained my air supply outta nowhere he asked, "So how long were you standin there?" I jokingly replied with, "Long enough to begin to wonder if you needed help or something..." The hallway that we were on the floor in fell silent for a moment, the position we were in just hit me as I realized he was still in his underwear and was laying between my legs on top of my chest. He kind of laid his head down on my chest and my immediate response was to run my hands through the shortly cropped dirty blonde hair. This was all a new experience for me and I didn't really know what I was doin or why, other than the fact that Davie was on top of me in his briefs, so he just kinda laid there for a minute and he was rubbing his big coarse, calloused hands up and down my side underneath my t-shirt. Within moments I sprang a stiffy right into his stomach. He slowly looked up at me and asked me If I was thinkin what he was, and I nodded in approval, he slowly glided up my body so his lips met mine and we were lip locked for what five minutes seem like hours, days even, this was a passion that I had never felt before. I was so hard at that point that all I knew to do was ask him, "So does the cowboy like what he's had so far?" He looked back up at me again from kissing my chest and nodded with approval. "Then what do you say, we go back to your bedroom and finish what you were working on earlier?" Without sayin a word he got up off of me, held his big gorilla like palm out to help me up and I then noticed his enormous hardon, I didn't think it looked that big when I caught him jerkin, but I guess it was kind of dim in the house. He then helped me up and bent over and dropped his undies in a very feminine manner, not something I particularly cared for, but it was nice to see that big cowboy butt right in front of my, so I smacked my open palm up against and yelled, "Giddyup lil doggy!" He began moving towards the bedroom with me right behind him.
I shut the door to his room and turned the lights on, since all of his windows were covered up with sheets, posters, and furniture. He began unbuttoning my wranglers and unzipping them while I ripped my shirt over my head, not really in a hurry but in my mind, things were flyin. He dropped my jeans and I hobbled over to the bed and he peeled the worn out brown Double H cowboys boots off of my feet and pulled the jeans the rest of the way off, I was almost soft again by this point but still very much horny. I laid back for just a second to admire his body in the very soft glow of the single bulb lit room, and I asked him if he ever thought this would be happening between us. He just kind of looked at me for a second and replied with, "Well, to be honest, no, I actually never saw me doin this kind of thing with no one." I rubbed his chest feeling the very fine thicket of reddish hair that was sprinkled over it like a fairy had dusted him. He began getting a hardon again as well did I, he lunged for my boxer-briefs and pulled them from my body like a rodeo cowboy lassoes a calf, they came right off, in half. I really knew at this point, this big strong cowboy wanted my cock, I didn't know where he wanted it yet, but I knew he for sure wanted it. He literally picked me up and moved me so that we were at opposite ends of the bed, but close enough to the center that our cocks were at perfect level for sucking each other off. I knew this was what he wanted and I abided and began to go to work on my first cock, it was at least 7 inches long and uncut, the girth was comparable to a half-dollar coin and the balls looked almost too big for the size of his cock, each one was a mouthful all in itself, so that is where I started, the fine patch of ginger red hair all over his pubic region made the smell of his musk that much better, I had almost completely forgotten about him sucking on my cock I was so focused on making this cowboy come. I sucked the sweat off of his balls one by one back and forth, Then I ran my tongue up and down the big long shaft, stopping at the top each time to run my tongue around in the like lake of precum held in his foreskin, before I knew it, I had the whole thing down my throat, because I saw his balls shrivel up like they were about to blow, and sure enough, what seemed like thousands of gallons of hot cowboy cream shot down my throat, I could tell he eats a lot of grains and sugars, because it was salty yet ever so sweet, like a nectar that I needed more and more of.
It was at that time I realized I was about to blow my load down his throat. As soon as my focus set back in of him sucking on my cock, there it went, load after load of my cream down his wet hot dark chute. After I finally finished jolting from orgasm, I felt exhausted, and I used just enough of my energy to climb up to the other end of the bed and lay down on his chest to listen to his hard beat, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close and whispered in my ear, "Tony, I think I love you, I kinda lied about never thinkin about this before, I always thought of you when I do it on my own." I didn't know what to say really....
Thanks, I hope you enjoyed reading part one of this new story for me, I couldn't continue with Hunting with Travis because I lost my inspiration to write on that story. I think this one will go much further. My email is lonely_little_cowboy@yahoo.com if you have comments or you can add my on Y! Messenger with that ID as well, thanks, hope you're looking forward to the next installment