"A True Frontier Town"
Part 11
The following morning, breakfast was ready at first light. Everyone one ate quickly downing coffee and fried eggs. There was work to complete on the pasture fence housing longhorn cattle. Everything was routine for cowpokes.
The only two people who didn't go were Austin and Luke. They rode off into the canyon to an old copper mine boarded up and completely private.
Jeb noticed them leaving, but never commented to anybody. He knew that Austin was going to keep his agreement with Luke, and take off his clothes.
Austin had Jeb respect his promise with Luke and stood guard at the window while Jeb sucked his manly pecker. If you say it – then do it. If you shake on a promise, it is binding, and that's, the way it is.
The Otis copper mine, on Clarkson property, played out years ago. It was never much of a success anyway. Although structurally sound, the place was worthless. Sam Clarkson boarded the entrance in order to keep wild animals from turning it into a nesting cave.
"Well, there she be," said Luke stopping in front of a desolate area with an old wooden fence covering the opening. There were a couple of inches open on the top of the boards, and an inch opening on the bottom of the fence.
"We are not going in there," said Austin.
"Sure, there are no animals in there, it's boarded up. Come on," demanded Luke, starting to get off his horse.
"Hold on – hold on, I'm not about to do anything in that place. Maybe there are no cougars, or bears, but plenty of bats and rattlesnakes. Nope, not getting snake bit." insisted Austin, not moving the least bit, and sure about that.
"Yeah, that's probably right. I was just thinking it would be okay."
"Stop thinking, it's not one of your better points," barked Austin.
"We've come this far and we are not going back," Luke promptly stated.
"How about that clump of trees and bushes over there? It looks dense and nobody is around anyway," suggested Austin.
"That will work," agreed Luke, trying hard for Austin to like him. He was terribly hungry for a cowboy, and he saved Austin, just for this moment. Austin could handle nasty, although he wasn't sure how everything would go. His love was for Jeb, but his pecker had little conscience, and he fancied sex. Luke was a jerk, but Austin loved seeing Jeb's face buried in Luke's gamey pubic hair sucking his meat. Now, it was his turn to be dirty with Luke.
Luke grabbed a blanket from tucked behind his saddle, and they went into the woods. It was a good choice with fallen trees and places to lean and stretch out.
"Dang, what's that spot on your britches?" asked Luke appearing surprised.
"What spot?" replied Austin thinking something was wrong.
"This one buddy," mumbled Luke cupping his hand under Austin's cotch and lifting his balls still covered with fabric. "You are one tasty fucker," he said rubbing Austin's crotch.
"Ouch, don't damage the goods, here let me do it." Austin unbuttoned and dropped his pants, landing on top of his boots.
Luke leaned him against a fallen tree trunk and removed his boots and pants. Next came his shirt and Austin was naked. The muscles bulged in his arm. His chest bristled with brown soft hair and the scarf of fur around a delicious looking pecker was moist with sweat. He was pure eating material.
Luke also removed his clothes, and pressed himself into Austin. Their meat clashed and Austin squeezed the hard cheeks of Luke's rugged ass.
"Can I call you baby?" Luke asked.
"No."
"Just for today, can I call you baby?" Luke repeated.
"You can call me Austin. Baby, is for beginners, and idiots in love. That's not me."
Luke began at Austin's neck and licked all the way down his body chewing on tuff of hair as he made his way to the fur patch and swollen pecker already moist and slippery. "Spread those legs, so I can get my face under those balls. I want to smell your crotch. You taste so fuckin hot.
Luke got his face under Austin' balls licking, breathing in, every hint of toilet aroma he could find. He was a dirty fucker, and Austin liked it. That' correct – Austin liked Luke being dirty with him.
Austin put his arms around Luke's back and squeezed the cheeks of his ass. He was a big dude, and there was plenty of flesh to nibble and play with. Austin thought Luke was going to be boring, but he turned out to be a slut. Jeb said that Luke was skilled in bed, but Austin didn't believe him. Now convinced that Luke was a cowboy whore, Austin wanted to fuck him.
Austin kept squeezing Luke's ass working his finger into his hole. He was tight, but willing to be finger fucked.
"Spit on it. Spit in my hole, gaud, I love it. Yeh, I love my ass squeezed. Keep doing it," begged Luke.
The game plan changed. Luke was naked lying on the blanket and Austin began treating him like a man ready for all positions. A robust cowboy was Luke, and he would try anything nasty with another cowpoke. The real Luke was finally revealing himself from straight trade, to being a homo whore. Austin liked it.
Austin finger fucked Luke's hairy hole anxious to get his pecker inside his bosses dark warm pooper shoot. A little more butt licking and finger fucking was a rehearsal for Austin. This young handsome stud, with a good size cock and no regrets, wanted to mount and fuck the living daylights out of the ranch foreman.
Luke's hole was open, wet with spit, and begging to be Austin's prairie whore lying face down in the dirt.
"Get the fuck in there," he shouted to Austin, spreading his cheeks.
A little spit on the head of his cock, and in slid Austin, letting out a gasp. This was so darn good. He fucked long and hard showing no mercy and believe it or not, calling Luke "baby." They changed positions several times with Luke saying, "Fuck me."
"Holy shit Austin, you are hitting all the right places, massaging my inners. " You bastard, you are making me cum," he moaned like a little girl, and not the big burly ranch foreman that everybody knew.
Austin fucked Luke in silence until Luke shot on his own stomach. Austin pulled out and exploded a load of sticky white paste on top, making a larger mound of cum. He traced his finger through the mixture than licked it off his finger with Luke watching him slurp and swallow.
Austin repeated scooping more cum off Luke's stomach, He put his finger to Luke's lips, but he turned his head away.
Immediately reversing thoughts, Luke grabbed Austin's hand bringing it back to his mouth licking until everything was gone. Luke was eating cum.
"See, I can do that," mumbled Luke, not believing what he was saying. He didn't like eating it, but not about to be outdone by a good-looking young cowboy.
They sat up next to one another grinning followed by a laugh.
"You're an okay cowboy, boss," said Austin. "Geezus, you are freakin hot and surprised the crap out of me, damn, you're good." "You're better, man can you fuck! Say, what is the favor you want from me, sure hope I can do it."
"Yeh, you can, it's going to be simple. Sam is sending Burt to Wyoming for a saddle for Hurricane and he told me to go with him. He want's two people travelling together. I hate Burt Anderson (can't stand listening to him) and spending days with him, will be terrible. We don't like each other."
The Favor – "Would you tell Sam that you need me here at the ranch, for a job in the blacksmith shop. He can pick somebody else like Chris, Dave, or Ike."
"Sure Austin. I will talk to him when I get back. Do I get a kiss, just a little one?"
"Hell no, that's kinda queer, don't yuh think, kissing a man."
"You called me baby," Luke remarked, adjusting his hat.
"Yeah, well, that doesn't count. You tricked me."
"Naw, how you figure that?" asked Luke.
"You're freakin hot, and it felt huge, so baby' seemed better than bitch."
"You are such a liar. At that moment, I was, (never mind) - let's forget it. We are righteous plain Kansas cowboys, stammered Luke.
Dang, for sure. Let's get the hell out of here, replied Austin pulling on his boots. "Don't forget, never call me baby. I don't like it."
Luke felt good inside, heading back to the ranch ready to talk with Sam and Marion. He is tops at fucking. Today, however, he was a bottom for Austin, and was it ever great.
Then, there was Austin, who had plenty to think about riding to the pastureland where the boys were repairing fences housing longhorn cattle. Nobody asked where he had been. They knew about the blacksmith shop assuming he was working on horseshoes.
"Gathered around the supper table, Austin sat next to Jeb far away from Luke. It wasn't anything planned, it simply worked out that way.
How'd it go today," asked Jeb without being specific.
"Good day – yup, good day," mumbled Austin.
The conversation stopped at the table but continued later when Austin and Jeb went outside to put their horses in the stable for the night.
"I think sin is catching up with me," complained Austin. "Hell, I could have told you that," replied Jeb putting his arm around Austin. "Wanna tell me about it?"
"You sucked off Luke, and I fucked him. I'd say we're even."
"Yeah, let's hope he leaves us alone now. Gotta say however, Luke is hot, damn hot." chuckled Jeb.
"I know – damn it, I know."
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