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The Rookie And The Young GunAuthor: Austyn Layne
Well, Jasper won the bet he made with Dean. (The bet being that he would get a better time on the bull and the loser had to do whatever the winner said.) You see, the two rugged cowboys were in Omaha for the PBR (professional bull riding) championship, and the two have been going at it ever since Jasper took Dean's place as the 'young gun to watch' and this left Dean feeling like some of his fire had been taken away from him.
"Alright man, what the hell I gotta do? you got me by one lousy second." Dean said shaking Jasper's hand after the competition ended as they packed up their gear.
"I haven't quite thought of that yet, but I'll tell you what, I'm staying at the seasons Inn and I'll give you a call to come up when I decide... You got that number I gave you right?"
"Sure do man but don't leave me hanging on the fucking fence, let's just get this over with." Dean said, still pissed off with residual adrenaline remaining from earlier.
Later that evening Dean was on the town checking out the local color with frazzled nerves, knowing Jasper was going to be calling any moment, seeing they were both going to be heading out tomorrow morning.
"Damn when's this bitch-boy gunna call me? I ain't got all night for this man." Dean thought to himself just as the cell started to vibrate. It was Jasper, (I guess Dean's ears were burning).
Message
Jasper: What up?
Dean: You ready to get this over with?
Jasper: Yeah man just meet me up at room 117 this rookies got a doozy of a task for you young gun, saddle up dude!
Dean: Sure OMW.
End Message
So Dean hailed a cab, huffing and puffing all the way, cursing Jasper under his breath, and thinking to himself.
"Fucking bitch! I can't believe I went along with this boy's nonsense, I've heard through the grapevine, Jasper's bets ain't nothin' to Fuck around with. Well Dean, you're in deep cow-patties now son. What in the hell have I done?"
Dean makes it to the hotel, his palms sweaty and his heart thumpin' a mile a minute. Dean was nervous as the elevator went up, he had no idea what Jasper had planned for him, and couldn't believe what shit he just got himself into.
Well here he was standing right in front on the door with a big lump in his throat.
"This is it room 117 let's get this crap over and done with so this cowboy can 'bunk down' for the night and catch some zzzzzs." Dean said to himself as he nervously opened the door with sweaty palms, greeted by Jasper, right there with a shit-eating grin on his cowboy baby-face as soon as it opened.
"Hey buddy, glad you could make it, the night's still young, now remember what I'm about to ask, you got to honor." Jasper said with a grin as wide as Texas on his face.
"Yeah whatever, so what sort of bullshit you got planned?" Dean said, his face red with frustration .
Jasper just stood there, still grinning, dressed in Ariat jeans with a his big buckle and his wrangler shirt unbuttoned almost all the way, (Dean couldn't help but get a chub) with his boot propped up on the seat by the window, as he slid the curtain across.
"Alright man I told you to saddle up right? you know what I was hinting at right?" Jasper barked out in a commanding alpha tone.
"I hope you ain't got no gay shit planned, dude. I know Montanans like to 'root' their livestock, I sure hope you ain't got it planned for me buddy." Dean said with his head cocked to the side staring curiously at Jasper.
"That's exactly what I was thinking budd, get ready."
Just then Jasper flops on the bed with a big bounce "Come on dude, get over here and start taking these jeans down, time to pay up.click click" Jasper said while jiggling his buckle and patting his big Montanan bulge.
"Alright" Dean said as he moved over to pull down his jeans, first by undoing his buckle then seductively sliding down his zipper, opening the hole of his boxers and pulling out his light olive shaded bull-rider cock staring at it soft and slightly bent. Dean's mouth watering at the gorgeous sight, there was nothing Dean wanted than to Jasper's 'buckle bunny'.
"Come on, put it in your mouth! start getting me hard son, I'm just going to stare out this window at that beautiful night sky,come on get me up dude." Jasper said, as he tapped his dick head on Dean's mouth.
"I never did this before, and I don't like cock so don't think I'm enjoying this." Dean said putting the head of Jasper's cock in his mouth, sliding down half way to his circumcision scar.
"Come on there hot lips, go all the way down I even shaved my cock for you, you got to when you get as much strange as I do. You know what they say, "where the hair begins the dick ends"."
Just then, Dean slides his mouth down the entire length of Jasper's big fat cock and begins getting Jasper harder.
"Come on! you can do better than that, matter of fact I'm still sore from earlier, how about you help me out and put those hot lips right on this thing right here." Jasper said while Pointing down at his moist musky bro-hole.
"Come on man I don't want to put my mouth on your dirty hole." Said Dean just as Jasper lifted his legs up in the air towards his head; laughing while saying, "have at it, put that pretty mouth to good use I need some sweet attention."
Just then, Dean closes his eyes and digs into his moist musky cowboy-hole, sliding his cinnamon red tongue deep in.
"That's right! now give it a kiss to make it better, it hurts to be the champ huh?"
"Yeah, you like that hmmm?" Said Dean as he slid his hands up Jaspers thighs."
That's right massage em real good, you like that huh Dean? How about you keep doing that and suck my big ranch-snake a little more, we're about there. Damn you got some skills, you must eat a lot of pussy just gotta work on that sucking skill a bit. (Well Dean went back to sucking Jaspers cock eventually doing the trick. I guess Dean's suggestion sunk in.)
"Alright, hop on up boy let's go to the bathroom I wanna get this done I'm good and ready come on click click get those britches off." Jasper said standing in the doorway with a full throbbing erection and rubbing on his big hairy balls.
Wild eyed Dean couldn't imagine what was to happen next. All he knew is that he was turned on beyond belief, as he stroked his drooling dick. Watching Jasper stroking on his fuck-spike.
The two champs made it on into the bathroom, where Dean now fully naked, was pushed up against the shower wall palms first after being greeted with a long deep and dirty cowboy kiss by horny Jasper, in nothing but his dirty Ariat boots he wanted those left on for show... they smelled as good as they looked.
"Come on man, easy!" Said Dean as Jasper pushed his head down towards the tub, Jasper spreading his tight white buns; bending down and shooting a big wad of spit that slid down his blonde fuzzy butt-crack and onto his hole.
"Watch this son! I may have not 'rooted 'livestock in Montana but I did learn this."
Just then Jasper slaps Deans tight cowboy ass and jammed three fingers right into Dean's fun-zone. "like that hoss? Hold on, its gunna be a rough ride and there aint no buzzers." Jasper taunts as he yanks Dean back with a fistful of golden hair.
Well Jasper mounts up on him; one hand on the handicap rail and one on his fine bull-ridin' ass. "Whoo! Let me feel you buck son fight me! you ain't going nowhere!"
Jasper now fucking Dean hard slamming his big hard cock deeper into Dean's spit filled boi-hole, pulling Dean's wavy hair back,, and in a loud rowdy voice says "boy I think I'm going to call you goldilocks you gotta pretty head of hair."
"Come on man fuck! I think I understand how you stayed on Ranger (the bull) so long, you were built for this shit! this type of pounding ain't for the ladies." Dean grunted out as Jasper rammed his prostate wildly. Dean's dick-slit dripping pre.
"You got that right budd this is why I wanted to win that bet! this is the best fucking I ever given and I knew you were the only rider who could take it, better feel lucky I wasn't one of the Brazilians." Jasper said as he slammed Dean's tight pink hole ramming his hot-spot, while locking his spread legs in place his dusty boots screeching on the burgundy tile, mounting Dean like the meanest bull this side of Wyoming.
"Come on boy! fight! let me feel you buck like you wanna throw me off! I'm almost about to burst a champions load all over you if you want porker out, boy you gotta fight with it click click yaw! Buck it son!"
Just then, as Dean tried his hardest to fight that big cowboy meat out of him, Jasper yanks out that big throbbing cock and bust a huge hot white load all over Dean's back and slaps his hard, cute apple ass. Jasper's hot Cowboy cum running between his cheeks and down to the bottom of his fuzzy nuts.
"Damn boy, that was some good fucking right there Dean am I right hoss? I sure hope you can ride next week cause I sure gave you a beating and the boys in the pin won't know what to think. go on and smoke the rest of my blunt before you head on out, you deserve it." Jasper said as he cleaned his cock off in the sink.
Dean went back to the bed naked and sweaty stinking of Jasper's wild Montana lust. His hole burning hotter than hades, his cowboy cock hard as stone.
"Hey dude take care of that." Jasper said while wiping his big cock off with his Hanes boxers.
Just then, Jasper throws them over to Dean. Jasper sauntering over to the bed, still naked as a proud Jay bird.
"Whack you porker off in em, when I ride firebrand, I'm going to be wearing them, we'll keep 'this' between us, the boys ain't gunna know nothin' jack it hoss!"
Dean jacked his sticky hot load into Jasper's boxers, while Jasper watched lustfully playing with his long soft cock, kissing Dean passionately on his sweaty neck and inhaling his tangy bull-rider scent, as he sat next to him on the bed, the sheets now soiled with secret lust. "Damn son! I think I'm going to make you my full time 'buckle bunny'. You know you ain't gotta leave boy!" Jasper said as he lit another blunt and running his lusty cowboy fingertips down the young guns back. "Nah! I gotta be headin' on out, champ." Dean said with a slight smirk, as he leapt from the cheap sheets, zipped up and headed for the door after feeling one last brush across his fuzzy apple ass-cheeks, from Jasper's hungry Montanan hand. "See ya later sweet-cheeks." Jasper says punctuated with a kiss kiss sound as Dean closes the door.
Dean couldn't believe what just happened, as he walked out of the lobby, with a big load of Jasper's spunk in his ass, with a huge smile on his face. Just as the cab pulled up he got a text.
** Message**
Jasper: Yo Dean! Don't think we aint doin' this again.
Dean: LOL
Jasper: Ain't kiddin' son! Next time that sweet ass is in town, we goin' another round boy! Keep my number bitch!
Dean: Yee-Haw buddy!
Jasper: Get sum rest hoss, and keep that pussy pretty for the champ.
Dean: Night champ, my hole is wet and my dick is twitching just thinking about it.
End Message
Even though Dean was reluctant at first. He knew this was the start of something hot and good... especially when Jasper's hot wet load started dripping out of his fun-zone. Dean was going to be having some sweet cowboy dreams tonight... some damn sweet dreams.