Oscar Parker's Texas Adventure"
Chapter 20
There is nothing like asking a direct question to feel secure. No one had ever asked Nevada what it was like, to be him. Oscar never needed to ask because, he knew.
Jenny, at last, had her cast removed from her arm, and it looked good. The healing process was perfect timing, declared by the bone and joint center in Austin.
Jenny was doing remarkably well in the few short days since having the cast removed. She was driving again, and cooking along with Ryan. The house was clean so that could ride for a while.
She slowly regained use of her arm meaning Ryan's job on the ranch was over. Oscar asked him to finish out the week. It was a bit sad, in a way.
Talk about the days dwelling down, was a topic Ryan mentioned whenever Nevada saw him. It was a cray mixed up time in Ryan's life, but he was smart enough to cope with it.
Oscar liked taking to bed, his young culinary hottie, and pinning him to the sheets. When somebody said to Oscar – "You fucker," it was not a snide remark, it was a compliment. He liked fucking Ryan, but he loved Nevada. Does that make any sense?
Ryan had barn sex with Nevada; however, with Ryan the sex was different from Oscar's style. Nevada provided Ryan with his body, for lust, so Nevada obliged him. It meant nothing but getting off.
Nevada loved swallowing cum and so did Ryan. That much they had in common.
When it came to sex with Oscar, he only wanted to fuck Ryan and not love him. With Oscar, he liked being the supplier using his Parker cock, plugging some hole, the tighter the better. Ryan was tight.
Jenny had a follow-up appointment with an orthopedic doctor in Austin. Oscar wanted to take her to Austin, but she insisted on driving herself, and so she did. Gram Lil went with her leaving Oscar and Ryan alone for the day, to take care of the house.
Nevada was starting out to herd cattle with the bunkhouse crew, when Oscar sent him a text. Nevada read the message, then, said to Wayne...
"I'm wanted back at the house, it's probably something Gram Lil needs doing. You go on ahead. And I'll be along later."
"Okay." replied Wayne riding off over the hill.
"What's up," asked Nevada hooking his horse to the hitching rail in front of the house. It seemed so quiet; Nevada didn't know what the rush was all about.
Oscar was sitting on the steps and Ryan was behind him sprawled, legs open, in a chair on the porch. Then Nevada caught on it had to do with Ryan. He wasn't setting with his legs open, just to look pretty.
Gram and Jen are in Austin, so we are going to give Ryan something he asked us to do for him. – "A going away remembrance," Oscar announced in a statesman's like voice.
"In other words, Ryan wants us naked," said Nevada.
"I'll do it,"
"Me too, I'll do it," Oscar added, pulling his shirt up over his chest.
"Inside!" commanded Oscar pulling Ryan by his arm out of the chair. "You know where to go, get your ass in there."
Ryan disappeared going into the house and straight to Oscar's bedroom leaving the door open. During the last four weeks, he had spent a lot of time in that room.
"I fucked him- sure," Oscar admitted. Yes, but I never kissed him. Ryan is a convenient place to dump a needy load."
"I did too, however, I let him fuck me, and that was it. Only one person kisses me, and you know who that is," Nevada replied planting a warm kiss on Oscar's lips.
Oscar (and Nevada) had whorish adventures, one after another. Joan Rivers said it best, "Such tramps, crazy glue couldn't hold their knees together."
Nevada was far worse, dropping his pants to accommodate horny cowboys, with a need for sex. However, what he did, worked for him. That too, sounds crazy, but it wasn't, as the story reveals.
When Oscar and Nevada came into the room, Ryan was laying naked on his stomach stretched out on the bed. His young slender body looked tender and warm. His shaggy brown hair waved over the pillow, his completion appeared soft and boyish. The cheeks of his ass curved into melon globes separated by an ambitious appearing crack.
One couldn't be sure if Ryan was a fuck plugging whore, or prime eating material. It didn't matter, because his body offered both. However, he was no Nevada, not even a little bit.
Oscar and Nevada were naked in matter of seconds resting on each side of their boy toy. Ryan flipped around, staring at the ceiling. He held a cowboy cock in his right hand, and one in his left hand. It would be kind to say he looked angelic; however, he looked trampy. Gaud, it was perfect.
He was resting between two cowboy studs. Nevada licked his cheek and Oscar (at the same time) licked the other cheek.
Nevada stared into Oscar's eyes asking a question without words. The time was right and the situation perfect, so words were not necessary.
Oscar shook his head, "YES." They were about to do something they never did with other people.
Nevada put his lips on Ryan's mouth and they were kissing. Ryan almost in shock stretched his legs straight out throwing one arm around Nevada and grabbing for Oscar.
"OMG," thought Ryan. "Nevada is kissing me. He never does that. Fuck, he is kissing me!"
Oscar was next, pressing his lips to Ryan with an open mouth and dueling tongues. The kissing was hot and heavy going back and forth kissing and trading spit. OMG Oscar Parker was kissing him.
One cowboy followed by the other, pressed warm firm meat into Ryan's mouth. Their peckers kept going back and forth so steady, that he lost track which daddy he was eating. He knew that cock kept coming, so he kept sucking. He was so happy being between these two marvelous men.
No surprise, but Oscar's hand was going for Ryan's butt with a finger, followed by Nevada's face. They took turns eating his crotch and then sucking his balls. They fucked him taking turns for half hour straight.
Ryan did nothing but whimper "yes" and moan, calling them both "Daddy." Ryan was remarkable, no kidding, he was good in bed.
Then the hefty Parker cock went between his lips with a rich load, coating Ryan's insides. He swallowed gulping once, getting it all down.
"God, I love you guys. I know I'm not supposed to say that, but I love my daddies."
"We love you naked Ryan," said Oscar.
Oscar held Ryan's head saying, "You have more coming. Nevada is giving you his load, so there is more."
Nevada opened Ryan's mouth and dropped in a sticky helping of cum. Nevada was different from Oscar. He didn't shoot wildly, instead cum rolled out of him like soft cream making it easy to get every bit of it. Oscar slurped Ryan's mouth, taking a gob of Nevada's sticky, into his own mouth. They had never snowball cum back and forth, except for now, and would probably never do it again. However, this was a unique time, and dark sex came natural to them.
They were not quite finished. Oscar hard once again, slid his cock back into Ryan' butt knowing he could pop off one more time.
Nevada rested his head between Ryan's legs sucking cock and sampling the scent from his balls. Ryan dumped his sticky load into Nevada's mouth. He felt incredibly powerful feeding cock to him. One would never fathom that Nevada was a homo cowboy. He looked and acted so straight.
All three of them were sexual thieves without thinking about it. So much of this circus act, revealed just how needy some people can be.
Oscar thought dirty sex was remarkable and Nevada didn't think at all. He left `thinking' up to others. He just loved being with cowboys.
Nevada stood and put his clothes back on. He looked at the clock; it was time for him to get going. The ranch hands will be looking for him.
"You want to shower first?" asked Oscar.
"Nope, I am not taking the time. Wayne will wonder what is keeping me. I will wash at the bunkhouse after supper."
"I will say good bye to you now Ryan. I won't see you in the morning when you leave."
Nevada held out his hand for a handshake and Ryan started to kiss him.
"Naw, – nope, don't kiss me. That was a one-time shot. I only kiss Oscar, but I will shake your hand.
"I understand, but not even a little peck?"
Nevada pulled him into his arms and kissed him like Vivian Leigh. He smiled and then said – "Now, get the fuck away from me, grinning and gently touching Ryan's face with the back of his fingers.
Oscar never said a word but he was proud of Nevada, the love of his life. The center of Nevada's world, was him.
"Oscar and Ryan took quick showers, remade the bed so it looked perfect, and then dressed, looking like Texas saints.
It wasn't long after that, the women folks returned and Gram was driving. Jen could have drove, but Lil took over as she usually did. They were quite the pair.
Oscar and Ryan started washing the truck as to look busy. He knew that gram would ask what they did all morning. This way, they didn't have to make up a story. Not that storing would bother their conscience; Oscar simply liked staying two steps ahead of his grandmother's snooping.
After breakfast, Grandmother Lillian paid Ryan his months' wages and added extra cash for a bonus. She liked him; he took care of the house just the way she enjoyed it. He was also a hell of a good cook.
He was growing attached to Oscar, and it was time to move on. That was the deal. There was a time to start, and a time to finish. Everything in-between was playtime fucked by cowboys, and Ryan understood it.
"Do I get a parting kiss, Ryan asked Oscar? Awe, never mind, it's so obvious, I can see in your eyes, the way you look at Nevada. You truly love him!"
"I surely do."
Oscar drove Ryan to Culinary School, and back to his familiar surroundings.
When Oscar returned, he said to Nevada. Ryan rode out of our lives, and back into his own.
"You are moving in with gram, Jen, and me at the house. It is time to get the need of sleeping with other cowboys of the way, and love each other. The solid truth is we belong together."
"I reckon so the world is wonderful wherever you are." Nevada replied.
End
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