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Disclaimer: This is a fictional story set in a fictional location. It's an on-going story of two young men, a farmer's boy and a bully, as their relationship develops.
The guys remained busy getting the house in shape and the barn ready for the horses. Jake suggested they take Friday night and drive into the city. They could rent a hotel and hit one of the gay bars then return to farm work Saturday morning. "This could be our last chance, just the two of us, to get away before we have to worry about the horses.". Kole thought it might be fun, though he wasn't sure what to expect from a gay bar.
Friday, both Kole and Jake left work a little early. Kole found that Jake had planned his wardrobe. Kole saw his black Justin boots, jeans, a western pearl snap shirt. He noticed Jake had even set out his cowboy hat -- something Kole hadn't worn in some time. "No white underwear for Friday night" Jake said. "I'll give you something to wear instead." They packed up the clothes and headed to the city, but they did change into the boots they'd be wearing that night before leaving to save luggage space. They'd change into their going out clothes once they got to the hotel. "It will take about two hours for the drive. By the time we eat and shower, we'll get to the bar in good time." Kole asked how many times Jake had gone to the bar before. Jake explained "I did go a couple of times. I always felt funny and stayed on the side lines because it seemed like mostly people were already in groups. I was approached a couple of times and did have hookups. But they guys weren't my type. Not really cowboys, or better yet hot farm boys. There were some boot wearing guys, but also a lot of guys who didn't look like the really enjoyed wearing their boots and certainly didn't seem the type to have sex with their boots on."
Jake continued, "Now that I've found you, I'm not interested in hook ups. I just want us to relax, have a drink or two, and maybe talk to some other guys. Maybe make some new friends. I've already got the man I want." Kole blushed.
Jake showered and dressed first. Other than missing a hat, he was a decent looking cowboy. He'd ridden a horse, something he'd bet almost no one else in the bar tonight would have done. Kole exited the shower. Jake handed him a bright yellow jock. "Wear this instead of your tighty-whities" Jake chuckled. Kole complied and was soon dressed. If Jake looked like a decent cowboy impersonator, Kole really looked like the real thing, especially once he donned his hat.
"All you need is a bandana" Jake said and put a yellow bandana around Kole's neck. Then Jake took a look and said, "That doesn't look right. Let's just put the bandana in your back pocket." Jake removed the bandana and placed it in Kole's right rear jean pocket. Poor Kole had no idea about hanky codes and was going to be walking into a fetish gay bar flagging that he was into receiving piss play!
The guys grabbed a couple of beers at the bar and headed out to the patio. Kole's back was against the wall, so no one noticed the yellow bandana. They chatted with the occasional guy or couple. Most of the crowd were jeans and boots guys. But there were a few motorcycle rider looking guys, some leather guys, and a lumberjack looking guy.
The beers were soon empty, so Kole went to the bar. While he was waiting on his change, he felt someone pouring water on his ass! He spun around to see the lumberjack guy pissing on him. And now, the piss was hitting Kole in the crotch. "What the hell?" Kole exclaimed. The lumberjack stammered "Hey you were wearing a yellow hanky. I thought this is what you wanted!". The piss stream never let up. Kole's crotch was soaked, and the piss was running down his legs into his boots. Kole noticed the pissing lumberjack had yellow laces in his knee-high logger boots. "Damn that Jake! He set me up!" Kole thought.
"Let me buy you a beer and let's go talk with my boyfriend" Kole suggested (without realizing this was probably the first time he'd called Jake his boyfriend). Jake had seen the whole thing and was quite pleased how this had worked out. Kole sloshed over and introduced Brandon the lumberjack.
Kole's anger had soon dissipated. He couldn't blame Brandon. It was Jake who set him up. And the jeans Jake had picked for Kole sure showed off the wet spots. "Jake even gave me a yellow jock to wear. I never had any idea" Kole told Brandon. The three of them got a good chuckle. But Kole had forgot to remove the bandana and soon someone else (a guy in jeans and harness boots) was pissing on him. And now Brandon was ready to piss again. Front and back, Kole was getting soaked.
Soon quite a crowd had shown up around this new cowboy in the bar who apparently loved piss showers. Other guys pulled out their dicks and joined in the fun. By the time the piss streams stopped, Kole's jeans were completely soaked. His boots were full of piss. His shirt was mostly dry above his navel, but was still splattered with piss. Kole removed the yellow bandana and said, "That's enough for tonight."
Brandon had returned with shots of tequila for the three of them. After the first shot, Kole was no longer self-conscious about being soaked in piss. He sat on the floor and raised his legs so the piss ran out his boots. Then as he stood back up, there was a second shot waiting for him. By now Kole had quite a buzz and was enjoying himself. Kole may as well have been named the guest of honor that night as everyone wanted to chat with him.
But soon, the buzz was wearing off and Kole was starting to get cold. "I think we need to call it a night" he told Jake. They walked back to the hotel. In addition to the sounds of two pairs of boots walking, there was the squishing sound from Kole's piss-soaked boots. "Don't think for a minute that you're getting away with this. I'll have my revenge soon enough." Kole whispered to Jake. Jake chuckled and said "I wish I'd had a camera recording you when Brandon started pissing on you. Your look was priceless. I'm just glad you didn't turn around and slug him."
Back at the hotel, Kole removed his hat (the only thing he was wearing that wasn't pissed on). Jake directed him to the bathroom and said he'd help him clean up. "Step into the shower and I'll help you wash up." Jake suggested. The shower was huge. Jake stepped in, fully clothed like Kole, and grabbed the handheld shower head and started spaying his piss-soaked cowboy. The warm shower felt good, because the piss had long ago turned from a warm feeling to cold.
Jake unsnapped Kole's shirt and threw it on the shower floor. Jake then hung the showerhead on the wall and stepped over to his friend with a bar of soap. He washed Kole's chest. He instructed Kole to raise his arms and washed his arm pits. Jake soon moved in and planted a kiss on Kole's lips. Their two tongues met and battled for control. Kole reached down for Jake's crotch and felt the bulge through Jake's now wet jeans. Jake pushed Kole's hand away then reached forward to undo Kole's pants. Jake knelt down and started sucking Kole's hard cock. Soon the two of them were both soaked from head to booted feet in the shower. Jake stood up, handed Kole a bottle of lube, and pulled his pants down. "Fuck me in the ass, you piss-soaked cowboy!"
Kole was all too happy to oblige. He pumped away on Jake's ass with a force driven by the initial rage Kole felt when Jake had set him up to be pissed on in the bar. Kole grunted and thrust. Jake moaned in pleasure as they fucked in the running shower. It was the first time they had sex without one of them tied up.
After the two shot their loads, they undressed, finished showering off, and went to bed. Kole felt like he was still horny. Why was Jake so sexy and mischievous? Kole knew he had to be very wary of Jake because who knew what his next trick might be to humiliate his country boy -- and humiliate him publicly. And what revenge could Kole dream up? Kole rolled over and spooned Jake, pressing his now hard again cock against Jake's ass. The alcohol put them both to sleep quickly.