"Return of "The Denton Boys"
Part 9
The wranglers, from the bunkhouse, were attending church today with the Denton. Everyone Except Hank was going to church. Ezra always left one or two boys at the farm at all times. Hank and Joe (the latest wrangler) stayed behind.
Some people have an unlimited capacity for love. "Do you believe that?" Sawyer asked Chad as they dressed for Easter Sunday church service.
"If you say so, I'm supposin you've got a point hereabouts? Chad replied, pulling new boots on to his feet.
"Naw, just wondering `cause I'm kinda shy on words."
"I know I have an unlimited capacity for you. I don't give a wranglers ass `bout other people, admitted Chad.
"Rudy wants to suck my pecker. I want you to know that, confessed Sawyer."
"Is that it? Give him a shot, if the spirit moves you. That doesn't bother me, cause we work and live together. If yur talkin bout the Phinny boys, nope that would get me rattled." – "Do you think the white hat or the black hat," asked Chad looking at Sawyer, standing next to him brushing his hair.
"Either would be happy sitting on your head. It's Easter Sunday – how `bout white?"
Chad flashed a mouthwatering smile at Sawyer and plunked the white cowboy hat on his head. His hair stuck out just a bit around his ear and the hat buttered up his masculine face, like the frame on the Mona Lisa.
"Dang, I hope the single women in church don't wet themselves getting your attention, lookin as good as you do," barked Sawyer, ready to rip Chad's pants off, but only in his mind.
"What yuh jawin bout in those Sunday go to meeting,' duds," said Jesse, appeared suddenly behind them. "Do Yuh think there will be single women there," he inquired?
"Just jabbering," mumbled Sawyer and saying nothing more. He put a hand on each of their shoulders. Then, looking around the room to see it empty, he kissed each of his brothers on the cheek. "Fuck men – It's Easter, He cried out. Then he touched both of them on their butts, for a quickie feel.
Everyone from the bunkhouse was bathed, shaved with trim beards, and dressed in clean western garb. They were all young and they looked as good dressed as they did naked.
Rudy drove the surrey with Clara and Ezra sitting in the back like royalty. Jesse, Sawyer, Chad and Tommy followed in a buckboard wagon.
The Phinny's were already there, when they got to the front of the church doors.
"Hello Jesse," said Amanda Phinny. "It is nice seeing you again."
"Hello Amanda."
"Shall we go in," said Amanda attempting to take Jesse's arm.
Jesse ignored her, instead took Clara's arm to escort his ma into church. The Denton's sat in the left pews and the Phinny's sat to their right.
The sermon was long and drawn out. Mable Snyder played the piano and the congregation sang from a song book after reading from the Bible. Clara was in her glory, but the boys looked bored, including Ezra.
"Time has a way of directing the good and the bad deeds of folks regardless of who breathes the air on the Lords green earth." Read Reverend Jenkins, from the bible.
A couple of more passages about "Rising from the dead" on Easter Sunday" followed by Mable, banging out another sing along, continued for a while longer.
Jesse sat next to Rudy and saw Rudy`s crotch was pecker hard and sticking out like a rubber ball. He held his songbook over his lap.
Preaching and singing didn't mean much to Jesse after seeing a hidden swollen pecker. He touched Rudy's leg with his hand, but was quickly pushed away.
Sawyer, sitting on the other side of Jesse, immediately elbowed his brother. "Stop it," he whispered.
When they arrived back at the farm, the table was set for nine people. Hank finished cooking the meal that Clara had started earlier that morning. There were four on each side, with Ezra of course, at the head of the table.
Clara was given a lily plant from the church service that she brought home with her. The plant set in the middle of the table amid constant talking and laughing. This was a glorious day, somebody commented when dinner was over.
Sawyer had been thinking about sex all day. One might think, it would be Jesse, but today, it was Sawyer.
In church he noticed that Rudy was aroused. They often sang and played guitar together and he didn't think of him that way. Now, however, it was different. He thought about Rudy's cock. That thought burned in his head to the point of doing something about it; the day was far from over.
"Who wants to go swimming," declared Sawyer once back at the bunkhouse. He knew that Joe, Hank and Tommy would not be interested, but Rudy would. It was perfect.
He was correct about Joe and Hank, but surprised when Tommy, cried out, "Great, where do yuh wanna swim?"
"Chad said, -"Let's go to Sage Creek, it's Sunday and nobody will be there. I know a special place, but yuh gotta be naked." He said hoping it didn't sound too homo for Tommy.
"I don't mind a hang about being naked," said Tommy. "Dang, you can see my pecker anytime. Rudy touched my balls once, and I liked it," he continued.
The horses were saddled and Chad led the way to Austin. It wasn't far, about three miles. Once they got to town, they stopped for a glass of beer. It was early afternoon and the saloon was quiet with no whores. They usually slept half the day, after fucking strangers all night.
It was good for the Denton boys; the last thing they wanted was a smelly whore groping them, and asking for money to do it. Jesse had been down that road a couple of times not wanting to repeat it.
Sage Bush creek was a cowboy's hideout. Over the years, it became dense loaded with hiding places. The river water pooled out into a deep rock free basin, perfect for swimming.
They stretched blankets out on the crude grassy beach and the five of them set side by side, wondering what to do next.
I'm gonna go in the thicket and take a piss," said Chad, stripping down to only his pants. His chest was as solid as ever and the bulge in his pants was an invitation to the dance. Sawyer and Jesse both knew how fiery Chad was naked; now they had to get Rudy and Tommy to know it.
"I'm gonna follow Chad and help him with that piss," said Sawyer. "Me too," added Jesse, there is enough pecker there for two," he mumbled as if joking.
They both disappeared into the thicket and everything was quiet.
"Do you think we should go and check on them," said Tommy?
""Naw, they know how to take care of each other," Rudy replied.
"Do you think so," Tommy asked.
"I'm sure of it."
"It would be fun to watch." Tommy mumbled. His crotch was beginning to puff out, and Rudy knew what he was thinking.
"Can I see your balls," asked Rudy. "I can help your pecker, honest injun."
"Yeah, yup sure, you can. "Tommy without hesitation pulled off his pants and Rudy put his hand between his legs fondling his balls.
"Blasted," said Tommy, stripping off his underwear letting his pecker spring free. It was a solid rod of cowboy flesh. Rudy claimed it immediately.
"You're stroking what I need slippery wet. Dang blasted Rudy - take care of me, begged Tommy, "use your mouth."
"Return of the Denton Boys"
Part 10
"Don't start jawin at me right now. Kinda settle things. I sure admire it, if you would put my pecker in your mouth where it is warm and wet." Tommy said quietly to Rudy. He had been stroking Tommy's cock and drops of sticky cum appeared on the tip, like oozing glue from a bottle.
"I'm stroking your piss rod like you wanted" said Rudy. Sure if you want, I'll pecker suck and eat the sticky stuff."
"You will?"
"Shore, I'm doin cowboy sex and we have to stick together,' cause no woman will suck us off."
"That's clear," Tommy replied, fully aroused, to my way of thinking, we gotta suck each other off."
Chad, Jesse and Sawyer returned and plunked down next to them. Rudy was the only one still clothed; the others were on the blanket naked.
With no asking, Jesse took Rudy's hand, leading him away from Tom. Rudy stood up and went along with Jesse into the woods, knowing, this time, he would be fucked.
Being alone with Jesse meant getting a terrific cock, filled with farm grown sauce. Rudy had changed, become bolder and hungrier, when Jesse wanted him. It wasn't always that way, however, Rudy was a fast learner.
"Sorry, we were just playing around," Tommy said embarrassed having his pecker stroked by Rudy. There was a slight second pause; then Tommy spoke again.
"Dang blasted, I gotta be truthful – I've never seen so much cock for the handling. I mean, there ain't any better lookin flesh, to get poked with than a Denton pecker. I reckon Rudy was hankering for cock, tho I ain't a Denton, I'm good eating. My pecker gets fearsome lonely."
"Hush up, we all bunk together, and help out. Your pecker is going to spit some sticky for me," said Sawyer, putting his face in Tom's crotch.
Tommy's leaking pecker slid into Sawyer's mouth. The impossible dream in Tommy's mind was happening with Sawyer, the `pretty boy' of the Denton team, was between his legs eating his crotch, moaning with hunger pains.
Chad, the most masculine of all the wranglers, was naked and playing with him too. It didn't make sense, but Tom was not going to question it. He wanted whatever sinful thing that Chad wanted; this is how wrangler sex worked, a strong belief coming from all of them.
Chad turned Tom on his side facing Sawyer with his cock in Sawyers mouth. He squeezed Tommy's butt rubbing a finger wet with saliva, along his crack. Chad knew how to fuck him in a way he never experienced before.
"You want to get inside me, huh?" he said to Chad.
"Not if you're afraid I'll hurt you. I dassent mean to be boastin, but I have a long-horn Texas pecker and will give you a fuck, to put a smile on your face. I take it, as well as, I give it. Anytime you want to fuck a stud – I'm willing, declared Chad.
"My brother, Calvin, is nine years older than me, and fucked my ass regularly when I was sixteen years old," said Tom. "He was getting married and wanted to practice, but couldn't hanker down with a woman. That wouldn't be right for an engaged man; so he fucked me instead, sometimes, three deep fucks in one day, someplace on our farm. We did it in the out-buildings, the cornfield, the river bottom, back in the woods, wherever we'd be alone. We listened to the birds. If they stopped singing, someone was coming. I would suck on his pecker too. That was fun, getting cum stuff in my mouth."
Calvin is married now with five kids, and has no interest in me anymore. If the Denton brothers want a poke, I'm willing," suggested Tom.
He had no sooner finished talking, when his balls churned up a massive load hitting Sawyer in the back of his throat. Overflowing creamy cum, found its way down and was swallowed like cream of wheat. There was a lot of cum, however Sawyer handled it nicely.
Nothing more happened after that. Instead the three of them ran to the water's edge and jumped in for a swim. Jesse and Rudy came running naked from the woods. They were all swimming together on Easter Sunday.
"You got fucked," didn't you," Chad asked Rudy.
"Yep, shore did, your brother Jesse, is mighty hung. Dang it, can that cowboy fuck."
"Yup, that's a Denton boy for yuh. He is a hole banger for sure," laughed Chad, splashing Rudy with water and grabbing him by his wet hair.
There was horsing around in the water playing like kids and not grown men. They splashed, dunked, wrestled and tussled with each other, like playmates.
There was nothing more happening that day. With peckers soft and flopping around, they dried their bodies and shook their hair waterless the best they could.
Sawyer scooped up the blankets rolled tightly to tie them onto the horse's hind quarters.
Tom and Rudy led the horses to the stream bank for a drink, before heading back. Everything looked cowboy normal with everyone going about their business getting ready to ride.
"Will you take a gander at this," Jesse said to his younger brother Sawyer. "Never in all my born days did I picture wranglers who played homo one minute and genuine fellers the next. There ain't a queer among them."
"We are all genuine fellers," replied Sawyer. The Denton farm happens to have the pick of the crop.
"I heard that," interrupted Chad, who was eavesdropping on what they were saying. "Dang, if it ain't gospel, the "pick of the crop" wranglers, mess around just to get off. They'll have a passel of young-ins with a barefoot wife on a struggling farm someday. Yep, it's just a matter of time."
"Not so sure `bout that, but mighty strange, if you ask me," said Jesse.
"Nobody is askin," piped in Sawyer, real friendly like.
******T The days that followed were nothing but work, with more work. They poured their hearts into the farm, ranching cattle and doing chores. Nobody expected sex, although Tom and Rudy at times, would ride off into the pines together,
Wranglers on the farm came and went, as the decade tumbled away. Calendar year, after year, the farm became near capacity with eleven cowboys living in the bunkhouse. The farm was a genuine ranch with nearly a thousand head of Texas cattle.
Jesse married a gentle country woman, named Sally and began raising a family of future Denton boys. Chad and Sawyer, made no changes to their lives.
It was a glorious sunny day and Chad rested on the bank of the creek with Sawyer cuddled in his arms – "How did we get so lucky?" he asked.
"We're the Denton Boys – That's the whole truth of it," Sawyer replied.
"I believe you – I purely do," said Chad, pulling Sawyer closer to him.
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