"Return of the Denton Boys"
Part 5
The bunkhouse work turned into an event, something Ezra hoped wouldn't happen. Just the same, he wasn't about to let it worry him some.
Clay Phinny came with two wagons piled high with lumber, cut to size. On top of the lumber rode his four boys and some menfolk, from town. There were people everywhere. Clay stood jawing with Ezra, as he shook his head, `okay.'
"What `da yuh think they are jawin about," asked Sawyer?
"Beat me, but you can bet your ass, it means work for us," his brother Jesse replied.
They moved in closer in order to hear Clay Phinny talking to their pa.
"Here's some lumber you can put to use on your building. Don't give me any pride jawin about money, `cause my ears have gone deaf. I brought my boys along, so we can getter nailed up, faster than a grease pigeon.
"I am rightly obliged; my boys can use the help. I thank you mighty," remarked Ezra, realizing pitching in was the neighborly way in Texas.
The task of barn raising, requires many people to work cooperatively and use ropes and poles to erect the heavy wooden bents. Even tho this was not a barn being built, the more men helping the quicker it would fall into place.
Hammer and saws flew at a rapid pace. The Phinny crew and the Denton crew worked side by side building a huge three sided open crate; only it was not a crate, but a room to be slid into place.
By sundown, the addition was built, although work remained in order to get everything pushed and nailed tight. Tomorrow was surly another day.
The Denton boys sat around the bunkhouse too tired to do much of anything but listen to Rudy play the guitar. Hank had no strength for cooking supper; that was down-right certain. Clara sent roasted chickens and a pot of dumplings, to the bunkhouse for their supper. It was a great day to be a Texas cowboy on the Denton Ranch.
There were discussions as to the next step. Some wanted the wall removed, (ripped out of there, as Joe thought) thus opening it up completely to the new room. - Chad thought to keep the wall, but cut an opening to the new room. The kept wall space could accommodate some of the bunks.
"What would you like to see," Chad asked Jesse.
"I'd like to see your butt sitting on my cock."
"C'mon Jesse, this is serious shit. I keep tellin yuh, I ain't no whore."
"Y'all think you could pretend again for about twenty minutes and play along helping a feller out?"
"No."
"Dang blasted, struck out again, you got a particular reason why I can't get me a poke?" he asked Chad.
"You're not my boyfriend – Sawyer is, so let that news jog your brain."
It was one of those uncomfortable summer July nights in Austin. Hank and Joe hit the hay early plum tuckered out from caring lumber all day. Chad fell asleep on his bunk and Sawyer rested innocently next to him also sleeping.
Jesse stacked up his ma' kitchen plates to return to the house. "Does she want the `cook pan' too? Asked Rudy, not sure what it was called.
"Yep, she said to bring it all back, but keep the bread for tomorrow, so that's what I'm doin," said Jesse.
"I'll give you a hand," expressed Rudy, putting down his guitar, "I gotta help a feller out," he continued.
When they reached the stoop, nobody was there. Pa had gone to bed and Clara hadn't returned yet from the Phinny's farm. She brought a handmade quilt to Sara as a `thank you' for the lumber.
Clay wouldn't accept money from Ezra, so she parted with a hand stitched beauty of a quilt. "Women think differently from men," she would always say.
"Nobody's here" Jesse said to Rudy after putting his ma's dishes in the house. "Let' sit a spell," instructed Jesse, plopping down in the porch swing pulling Rudy next to him.
"Are you tired," Jesse asked.
"Somewhat, but you did more work today than me. I ain't lazy; I'm just not strong like you and Chad." Rudy replied.
"You're a lot cuter and you can sing, that's sayin something. What else can you do?" asked Jesse taking a new interest in Rudy.
"Whatta mean. I'm a cowboy, so I do cowboy stuff."
"Shore `nuff," replied Jesse. His leg was touching Rudy's leg sitting so close together in the swing. Jesse opened his legs as his cock began to firm up causing his famous Denton bulge to be noticed.
It was obvious, so Rudy looked away, but keep coming back for one more peek. "Maybe we should go," he mumbled.
"Do you like what you're looking at?" Jesse asked.
"Suppose so."
"Wanna touch it," asked Jesse getting harder noticing how sexy-cute Rudy looked in the moonlight.
"No, I never done that; it ain't right."
"I say the same thing, "it ain't right." but sometimes a feller gets to have a few secrets. Dang, I've got one," confessed Jesse.
"Honest injun – what is it?"
"Can't say, or it won't be a secret."
"Yeaah that's right," agreed Rudy, not so anxious to leave the swing any longer.
Jesse took Rudy's hand and placed it on his knee. "There you go, take grab if you're aiming to feel my pecker.
Rudy placed his hand between Jesse's legs and began rubbing his cock through his clothes. "This is like a horse – a beauty," he stammered.
"C'mon," said Jesse, pulling Rudy from the swing.
"Where we going?"
"To the barn,"
"Naw."
"C'mon," repeated Jesse.
"No, you will tell, and pa will boot me out of here and I need the job. I have no place to go."
"Oh hush, we are not doing anything, I just wanted to get off the stoop. Nobody is booting you anywhere. "I thought you wanted to feel my pecker. It's smooth and warm in your hand and it's only for fun.
"If I go with you, yuh won't tell Sawyer, he is my friend and I don't want him hating me."
"No fretting about that. Sawyer could never hate you."
There was a light on in the barn, so they didn't go inside. Instead Jesse took Rudy behind a giant pine tree and pulled out his cock and put it in Rudy's hand.
"Do you like it?" Jesse asked.
"Yeaah.'
"Kiss it."
"Naw, that's okay, it sticky and leaking something," whispered Rudy.
"That, you have to lick off," said Jesse who could shoot cum like a cannon.
"Not me, I ain't putting that stuff in my mouth."
"Just kiss it then," Jesse pleaded.
"I better not."
"C'mon, that's what cowboys do to help each other it's only a pecker kiss."
"I can try it," replied Rudy, rubbing Jesse's sticky cock between his fingers. The more he fondled Jesse, the hotter he became himself.
Rudy went down on him putting his lips around Jesse's meat and began sucking. He evidentially wasn't as dumb as he pretended.
Jesse held his head, letting Rudy munch eagerly away. "Go on Rudy, suck it out," Jesse moaned. "We are not homos – remember that. You're just helping me out."
"Do I have to swallow it? I mean the white sticky stuff." asked Rudy?
"That's what real cowboys do," Jesse replied telling one lie after another.
I'm tempted to believe you," mumbled Rudy between sucking and gulping. "I gotta study on that."
Rudy's lips had difficulty keeping Jesse inside his mouth like he wanted. He would slurp, and then do it again, liking the way he tasted.
Jesse was careful not to gag him. He realized that Rudy was learning and didn't want to scare him away.
Jesse cautioned Rudy he was about to cum, but Rudy stayed munching away and taking an awkward load of cum. He swallowed and choked a little, as Jesse's hefty balls kept pushing juice into Rudy's mouth.
"You didn't have to swallow that," remarked Jesse.
"I didn't know what else to do with it, so I reckon that's how it should be.
"I sure admire the way you think," Jesse replied, handing Rudy his bandanna to wipe his mouth.
"I'm gonna wash my mouth and then go to bed. Don't follow me! Said Rudy.
"Good thinking, get some shut eye and forget about just now."
"You better not tell pa on me, `cause I will deny it a whole lot," cried Rudy obviously nervous.
"You liked it, didn't you," said Jesse?
"Yeah, it was fun, but I ain't a queer."
"I'm not either, don't fret about that. We are wranglers nothing else. Just sayin, if you want my cock, it's passable with me." Jesse answered politely.
"Okay," Rudy mumbled, walking away. "I'll study on it."
Jesse wanted Rudy naked, but didn't want to push his luck in the bunkhouse. Rudy seemed to be an agreeable inexperienced wrangler. He sometimes fucked Chad, but thought that Rudy would make him a perfect cock-sucking whore.
Jesse never kept secrets from his brother Sawyer, but this time he played by a different set of rules. He should skip Rudy completely, except his pecker had different ideas.
That night Jesse went to sleep thinking he had Rudy to calm his needy urges. Since moving to the bunkhouse, he got little help from his brother Sawyer. Sawyer had Chad now, and having a boyfriend was more exciting. That's the pure truth.
Jesse rested on his bunk trying to sleep. Visions of Rudy's cheeky young butt wandered through his head.
For a straight man, he thought often about poking firm hairy butts. He could correct all this by finding a girl to fuck; he kept telling himself.
"It' gonna take a heap of doing. I'm just an ordinary cowpoke," he thought.
"Nah, who am I kidding? – I am anything but ordinary."
To be continued... Please remember Nifty – thank you.