Sucking the cowboy

I work for a newspaper and the editor called me into his office. He would often send me on an assignment that would lead me to interesting areas but not anything that was exciting. This time he said he wanted me to do a story on the urban cowboy. Huh? What in the name of God is so interesting about an urban cowboy? I decided I’d better get with the scene and do as I was told.
I headed out of the city and wound up in a small western town about 30 miles from San Francisco. The town was so small, all they had were a couple of eating places, a gift shop, a post office, a saloon, a western saddle store and a church. Where in the heck was I going to find such an urban cowboy?
I decided I’d better go to the saloon and see if there was any kind of interest there. I arrived at the saloon about nine o’clock in the evening. There were only 2 cars and a motorcycle parked on the street so, I knew there wasn’t going to be much action. I was surprised when I walked in to find there were 15 guys in there and 5 gals. They were hot into a pool game, drinking beer and the music was so loud, it echoed for a block.
I was dressed in my Levi’s and just a T-shirt and felt that I fit right into the crowd. I noticed a couple of guys that looked as though they just came in from the range. Slight stubble beards, tight Levi’s and western type shirts. At first, I felt a little uncomfortable but, the longer I sat there with my beer and watched, the more comfortable I began to feel.
At one point, a rugged looking guy came up to the bar to get himself another beer. He looked at me and nodded his head as kind of a “hello” greeting. He got his beer and turned to me and said, “You’re not from around here, are you?” I told him that I was a newspaper reporter and was sent to do a story on the life of an urban cowboy. He smiled and said, “Well, you’ve come to the right place for that.” He started pointing out various guys in the saloon and describing the various type jobs they do. “Now, Jim over there, works at a sheep ranch and it’s his job to herd them for sheering.” It wasn’t long before he pointed to one guy and said, “There’s the all around cowboy. He does just about everything there is to do on a ranch.”
The guy he was pointing to was thin, muscular and a couple of dames in the place seemed to be huddling around him talking and laughing. The guy telling me about him said, “His name is Alex and if you wanted to do a story about a cowboy, he would be the one you should talk to because he knows just about everything there is to the job.”
I thanked the guy for the information and worked my way over toward Alex. He looked up and immediately said, “Hey dude. What’s up?” I couldn’t help but notice his dark hair, stubble beard and his 6 foot 2 inch muscled body. What a handsome specimen of a young man. I introduced myself and told him that I was looking for someone to interview for an article I was writing. He grinned and said, “Are you looking for anyone in particular?” I told him that the fellow at the bar suggested he might be the one I should ask. He said, “My life is not that exciting. I just do my job as well as I can and keep my nose clean.”
After a bit more idle chat, I realized this guy would be the perfect one for me to do a story on. His jobs took him to all kinds of activities and each one would have a point of interest. I asked if he would consent to my doing the story about him. He agreed and asked what the next step would be. I told him that I would be around for about a week to watch him and take notes. I would be there when he got up in the morning and would follow him while he did his various tasks. He said, “Well, I start pretty early in the morning, like at 4:00.” I told him that I would be there every morning at 4:00 and I was staying about 4 miles away at a motel.
He then said, “4 miles from here? Well, the ranch is another 6 miles from here. I’ve got an idea. If you want, you can bunk in at my place and you wouldn’t have to get up so early to travel that 10 miles.” I thanked him and said I didn’t want to impose. He assured me that it was perfectly ok but, his place was so small, he only had one bed and he had no sofa. I would have to share his bed, if that was ok. Heck, the guy was a hunk and the thoughts of being in the bed with him, started a stir in my groin.
Alex introduced himself as Alex Cummings and I in turn told him my name was Ben Butler. Alex picked up a napkin and drew a rough map on how to get to his place. It was getting towards midnight and he said he should be heading home. I told him I would be at his place the first thing in the morning and would plan to check out of the motel when I left. Alex made jesters to all the friends in the saloon and out the door he went. It didn’t take me long to finish my beer and I headed for my motel.
I had a wake-up call at 3:00 and since I only had 2 and a half hour’s sleep, I got myself dressed, packed and slowly made my way out the door and drove the 10 miles to the road turnoff he had drawn on the map. As I turned down the little dirt road, I could see a light emitting from what looked like a small cabin about a half mile away. I drove slowly toward the light and arrived at the cabin at 3:55. The moment I drove in, a light went on in the cabin and in just seconds, the front door opened and I could see a shape in the doorway. I heard the voice saying, “Good morning Ben.”
I got out of the car and walked toward the figure standing in the doorway. I could see him standing there in just his shorts. As I got closer, I could make out his handsome almost hairless body. He had a slight trail of hair that led from his navel down into his shorts as though it were an arrow pointing down to a very nice bulge being concealed in those Jockey shorts. He said, “Come on in, the day is just starting.” I followed him into his little cabin and noticed it was very sparse in furniture but enough for one person. A regular bed was in the corner, a table with 2 chairs in the center of the room and what looked like a small apartment size kitchen galley tucked in what might have been a closet.
I was almost at a loss for words, just standing there looking at this beautiful body before me. His chest was muscular and his abs rippled down into an 8 pack. His arms were that of a weight lifter and his thighs were like a soccer players.
He pointed and said, “Have a seat here at the table while I get dressed. Did you have any breakfast?” I told him I just grabbed a cup of coffee at the motel 24 hour service. He said he only had a piece of toast and a piece of fruit and a cup of coffee to start him out. He liked to be out on the range by 4:30, that way he could knock off earlier in the day.
I was wondering if he used a truck to do his work and he told me that he only used the truck to haul fencing and hay but most of the time, he rode a horse. He then asked if I had ever ridden a horse before. I told him that I had, on an occasion, gone horseback riding in the Sierra’s. He said, “Well, this morning you’re going to ride old Nellie. She’s gentle but will follow your every command.”
Alex started putting on his pants and I noticed his every muscle working together like a symphony of movement. What a stud he was and I could hardly keep myself from reaching out and grabbing that flesh moving in front of me. He asked if I would like another cup of coffee and join him in a piece of fruit and toast. I was so turned on by him, food was the last thing I had on my mind but I accepted his offer. As the toast was being made, he put on his socks and boots. He then put a bowl of fruit on the table and told me to take my choice. I selected a banana and thinking how I would love that banana to be his cock. He poured us a cup of coffee and grabbed the toast and some butter and sat down at the table.
“We’re going to have an easy day today. We’re gonna ride around the ranch, inspecting the fencing. This should take us until a little after noon. He told me that the ranch was a little under 200 acres and if any repairs were close enough, he would repair the fence in the afternoon. We finished our breakfast and headed out to the barn to saddle up the horses. Nellie instantly took to me and I could tell she would be no problem to this somewhat inexperienced rider. He saddled her and then saddled his horse, Spike. We mounted the horses and started riding along the fence.
What control he had over Spike. He hardly had to make a movement and Spike almost knew exactly what Alex wanted. We rode for about an hour and a half when Alex said, “Man, that coffee went through me like water. I gotta pee.” With that, he got off the horse and just whipped his cock out, not even trying to conceal or turn away from me. What I was looking at was a long pole of human male flesh. It must have been at least 6 inches and a full mushroom head. I don’t know if the riding movement in the saddle gave him a part erection or not but, it looked to be slightly fluffed. He finished peeing and stuffed his cock back into his pants and got back up on Spike. We rode for another hour and finally headed back to his cabin.
By the time we got back, the inside of my thighs were sore from the constant rubbing. I got down off of Nellie and let out a yelp. He looked at me and asked if I was alright. I told him to remember that I am a city slicker and not used to riding a horse and that it felt like I was raw red on the inside of my thighs. “I can take care of that,” he said. He dismounted and tied the horses to a post. “Follow me,” he motioned toward the cabin. We went in and he said, “I’ve got just the stuff to put on and it will instantly take the soreness away.”
Since it was getting quite warm, he removed his shirt and I once again saw that ripple of six pack abs and his hard nipples sticking out. He went to the medicine cabinet and took out a bottle and told me to remove my Levi’s and lay on the bed. I complied and he shook the bottle and put some liniment on his hands. He told me to spread my legs. I could tell that just seeing him with his shirt off, was starting to make my cock stir. He started rubbing the ointment on my thighs and the soothing balm did immediately take the soreness away. He said for me to just lie there and he would put a second application on in a couple of minutes.
I watched as he walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a couple of sodas. He came back over and said, how is the soreness now? I told him it was almost all gone. He suggested that it might be better if I removed my jockey shorts so he could put the ointment further up near the lower butt area. I guess the look on my face told that I was a little apprehensive. He said, “Man, if you are embarrassed to get naked in front of another guy, I understand.” I told him it was ok and I just thought that I might get a little excited having someone touch me so close to my cock area. He laughed and said he’s seen boners before and it didn’t bother him.
I sat up and pulled my shorts down to my ankles and lay back down. He put some more ointment on his hand and started gently rubbing up my right leg from the knee and worked his way up to the inner thigh. I almost jumped when the back of his hand rubbed against my ball sac as he was reaching down under and made contact with my butt. That was all it took and my cock started growing. He seemed to linger and rub deep in my groin and kept brushing the back of his hand against my ball sac. He then started on my left leg at the knee and repeated the movements. By the time he got up to the ball sac, I was fully erect and my 7-inch cock was standing at attention. He said, “Man, that looks like a real girl pleaser.”
I just said, “Yeah, I’ve had no complaints.” With that, he got up and started making some lunch for us and I slipped my clothes back on.
We sat there eating our sandwiches and discussing what the plan for the afternoon was going to be. He said he’d unsaddle the horses and we’d take the pickup with some fencing post and barbed wire to make the repairs. He only saw 3 areas that needed fixing. While he was taking care of the horses, I got out my notebook and jotted down what had happened for the first part of the day, excluding the liniment part, of course.
The afternoon was spent working on the fencing that needed repairing. It was a symphony watching the hunk doing the repairs. His body moved as graceful as a ballet dancer. His muscles flexed and I thought at one point they were going to pop right out of his shirt.
When we got back to his place, he suggested that we go out for some beer and a pizza. By that time, I was pretty hungry and pizza sounded pretty good. We went back into the little town and into the one little pizza place. For a little town, that place was buzzing. We sat there with a beer waiting for our order to come up. I couldn’t help but notice all the hunky guys in the place. Some with families and some with other guys.
We finished our pizza and headed back to his place. He suggested that we might watch a movie, as he just wanted to kick back and relax for the rest of the evening. He pointed to a bookcase and told me to select a DVD to watch. I browsed over the collection and noticed that he had the movie Broke Back Mountain. I told him that I had not seen that, which was a lie because I have it in my own collection. “Great, we’ll watch that,” he said. He grabbed another couple of beers out of the refrigerator and we sat there watching the movie.

At the sex scene of the movie, I glanced over at Alex and I could tell he was sporting a boner in his trousers. I quickly turned my attention back to the TV screen so he wouldn’t think I was invading his privacy. When the movie was over, Alex said he thought he’d better turn in for the night as he had a big job ahead tomorrow. I said, “That’s a good idea. I’m kinda beat too.” Besides, the beer was taking its toll on me and I was really drowsy.
In no time, Alex had stripped off his clothes down to his shorts. And again, I looked at the beautiful body as he pulled the covers down and fluffed the pillows. He turned and said, “You can put your clothes over on that chair if you want,” and with that, he got on the bed and covered himself with the sheet. I undressed and slid onto the bed next to him. I reached up and turned off the light on the table. An almost total darkness fell over the room, with the exception of a small night-light emitting from the bathroom. I laid my head on the pillow and Alex muttered, “Have a good nights rest.”
I could feel the warmth emitting from his body and I just lay there thinking of what a hot, sexy guy he was. It was in no time, I dozed off to sleep. About midnight, I awakened and felt a movement going on next to me. It was kind of an undulating feeling. It didn’t take me long to figure out that Alex was slowly stroking himself. I lay there pretending to be asleep as I felt his strokes getting a little more active. I was on my back and decided I’d turn toward him, still pretending I was asleep. If he felt down to my shorts, he’d see I was hard as a rock. When I turned. He stopped stroking himself and just lay there a moment.
Alex again started stroking himself but this time, I moved my arm closer to his body and, as if I was still sleeping, I laid my hand on his upper leg. I could tell he was close to cumming but he again stopped. He then rolled onto his side facing me. My hand dropped off his leg and I felt his hard cock hit the back of my hand. In no time, he started moving his hips and rubbing his cock against the back of my hand. I managed to turn my hand over. Now his cock was in my opened hand. The more he pumped his cock the more I closed my fingers around his cock until I had a firm grip on it. I could feel the wetness of his precum juices lubricating my hand. I knew now that this man had a full 8 inches of cock and fairly thick.
Alex kept pumping his cock in my hand and I felt him start to swell even more, knowing that he was ready to spew. I released my hand and heard him sigh. I tossed the covers off of us and I scooted down in the bed until my mouth was inches from that throbbing man meat. The musky smell of his cock turned me on even more. I opened my mouth and engulfed his cock. He moaned as he felt my hot throat gulping down every inch of his beautiful cock. It took no time to get his climax back at the peak. One last lunge and he yelled out, “God, I’m cumming.” I held his cock deep in my throat as I felt his juice spurting, gush after gush of hot cum. I released my hold on his cock and he laid back panting and catching his breath.
By now, I was perfectly content that I had sucked on his beautiful meat and I was ready to go back to sleep but, Alex got up from bed, went into the bathroom and returned within seconds. He reached for the band on my shorts and with one movement, had them stripped down to my ankles. Without a word, he grabbed my cock in one hand while squirting some lube with the other. He smeared it all over my throbbing cock and straddled my hips. I felt the pressure of his butt hole at the tip of my cock head and with one lunge, he pushed until my entire cock was deep in his bowels.
Alex gyrated his hips and I could feel my cock rubbing against the walls of his rectum. The feeling of the hot hole and the action of his movements brought me to the top and within seconds, I shot my load deep inside him. At the same time, he shot again with such force, his cum hit my chin and lips. I licked his sweet but pungent juice knowing I wanted even more but I knew it wouldn’t happen just now. Alex pulled off me and started wiping my cock with a towel, until it was clean. He then lay back down next to me and reached over and kissed my neck. After that, I wasn’t aware of much more because I went into deep slumber until the alarm went off at 4:00.
Alex was already up and I could hear the shower running and see the light from the bathroom. I heard the water being turned off and within seconds, his figure appeared as a silhouette in the door. He was toweling himself off as he walked towards the bed. He stooped down and gave me a kiss on the cheek and asked, “How did you sleep?”
In my half awake groggy tone, I said, “I slept very hard.”
He laughed and said, “Yeah, you were hard last night too but, I think I took care of that.”