TALES FROM BIG SKY COUNTRY

by Jack Forester

CHAPTER 1: A LESSON IN ROPING

Mitch had been nervous about his move to Montana. He had only
recently finished vet school and had moved to Montana to take
over the practice of a retiring veterinarian, old Doc Johnson.
Although Mitch was trained in large animal and livestock
medicine, the whole idea of having a practice of his own in a
whole new place was pretty overwhelming at first. But then
again, if Old Doc Johnson was willing to let Mitch take over the
practice, he must have thought Mitch could do it. He soon found
the people in his new community were very friendly and
supportive; before long people were calling him Doc, just like
they had with Old Doc Johnson.

What struck Mitch most about Montana was how different it was
from any other place he had lived before. Not only was the
country beautiful and open, but it also had an indescribable
western feeling to it. On his first day of work, Mitch, or Doc
as he was now called, really knew he was in the west when he met
his first client: Jake seemed to be a cowboy walking right out of
the nineteenth century. It was more than just the gear, hat,
boots, jeans, bandanna, after all, that’s pretty much standard
fashion in those parts. There was more to it than that. It was
his lean muscular physique; his rugged good looks, a brawny well-
chiseled face with a sandy brown mustache emerging from a
perpetual three-day beard; his seemingly indomitable spirit; heck
even his name, Jake. If Jake isn’t a cowboy’s name, what is?

As it turned out, Jake was not only a cowboy, but a successful
one too. Although he was about the same age as Doc, early
thirties, he owned a prosperous medium sized ranch; he had been
running it singlehandedly since his father had died about ten
years earlier. Because of his ranch, he had a lot of business
for Doc, and they soon became good friends: Doc wasn’t sure why
Jake liked him so much, but Jake was so charismatic that Doc
couldn’t help but like him. It soon became almost ritual that
Doc would save his trips to Jake’s ranch until the end of the day
so that they could share a beer or two and sometimes dinner after
Doc had completed his work. Over several months and many, many
beers Doc learned more and more about his new friend. He heard
stories of Jake’s childhood, about his parents and their untimely
passing, and of his growing up fast when he took over the ranch
so that he could gain the respect of the hands that worked there
despite his young age. The more Doc got to know Jake, the more
he came to notice something about him; dispite his many friends
(including Doc), there always seemed to be an air of lonliness
about him.

After months of spending several nights a week together, Doc
almost thought of Jake as a brother. That is until one summer
night. They had shared their usual couple of beers and Doc was
about ready for another. Instead of another round of beers, Jake
brought out a bottle of high quality whiskey and two glasses.
“I’ve been saving this for a special occasion,” he said. “Oh,
what’s that?” Doc asked. “You’ll see soon enough,” Jake replied.
With that, he poured a rather hefty glass of very smooth, very
drinkable whiskey for each of them. Then he poured another. At
this point Doc was starting to feel very relaxed. “So what is it
that we’re drinking to again?” Doc asked. “Come on,” Jake
replied, “I’ll show you.” At that he started to lead Doc to the
barn. Thinking that Jake wanted him to have a look at some new
horse or bull that he had bought, Doc grabbed the satchel that he
kept his supplies in and followed Jake.

When they got to the barn, Jake closed and barred the door.
“What did you want to show me?” Doc asked. “This,” Jake
answered. At that he grabbed Doc and placed his mustached mouth
over Doc’s. Following his initial shock, Doc found himself
sharing the most passionate kiss of his life with his best
friend. Soon their tongues were intertwined and their hands were
roaming all over each others body. Doc could feel his cock
starting to strain against the confining fabric of his jeans.
Jake’s erection was pretty apparent too, and it looked like he
was packing quite a piece. In no time, Jake had pulled off Doc’s
shirt and pants. Likewise, Doc removed Jake’s shirt, revealing
his slightly hairy muscular chest. Doc unbuttoned and unzipped
Jake’s jeans. The swollen purple head of his cock was already
poking above the waistband of his underwear. Doc continued,
pulling down Jake’s briefs to reveal the biggest cock he had ever
seen. Jake truly was a cattleman, not just because he owned a
ranch, but because he was hung like a prize bull! His nine
inches made Doc’s ample seven incher look tiny. The two hot men
kissed again, grinding their cocks together. As they pulled
apart, Jake said in almost a whisper, “I want you to tie me up
and fuck me.” Although Jake had started this, he clearly wanted
Doc to finish it. This request surprised Doc a little, but it
kind of made sense too. Jake *always* had to be in charge
because of the many responsibilities of running the ranch.
Perhaps he needed this chance to not be in control. Doc had had
a few same sex experiences in college, but bondage had never been
an element to those encounters. Now though, the thought of
dominating this cowboy stud had him more aroused than he ever had
been.

Using thongs of leather that Jake provided, Doc secured Jake’s
wrists and ankles to the four corners of the opening of a vacant
horse stall. Doc admired Jake’s strong body for a moment and
then said, “Cowboy, I think we’re in for some fun tonight.” At
that, Doc gave him an open mouth kiss, and Jake whispered, “Don’t
be too gentle.” Doc took Jake’s bandanna and used it to gag him,
which seemed to excite Jake even more. Doc ran his hands over
Jake’s lean body, giving his big cock a squeeze. He started
exploring Jake’s body with his mouth, starting at his neck, and
working his way down. The sour-salty taste of his sweaty body
served to arouse Doc even more. He paused at Jake’s nipples,
which by now were erect and begging to be sucked and bitten.
Doc’s mouth worked down his washboard stomach, and he swished out
Jake’s navel with his tongue. His mouth explored Jake’s inner
thighs. Savoring the musky masculine smell of his crotch, Doc
took the cowboy’s hairy pendulous balls into his mouth one at a
time, applying just enough pressure to truly arouse without
hurting. By now, a crystal-clear drop of precum was oozing from
Jake’s cock. Doc licked it off, relishing its salty taste. He
licked the length of Jake’s hefty shaft, finally taking the
throbbing purple head into his mouth. He took as much of the
rancher’s shank into his mouth as he could manage, unfortunately
that was only about six inches, and began blowing him in earnest.
Doc brought Jake to the brink several times. Each time Jake
approached orgasm Doc gave his balls a firm squeeze, then used
his mouth on the rest of the cowboy’s sinewy body till his urge
to cum subsided. This ritual was repeated three or four times;
the last time Doc removed his mouth from Jakes dick, Jake was
clearly starting to get frustrated. His body writhed as he tried
somehow to cum.

By now, Doc’s own cock was like a steel rod and ready for action.
“Are you ready to come?” he asked. Jake nodded yes. “OK,” Doc
said, crawling between Jake’s spread legs and standing behind
him, “but first we’re gonna’ take a long slow ride on the back
dirt road, Cowboy.” At that, Doc gave his muscular ass a hard
but playful slap. Taking a tube of surgical lubricant from his
satchel, Doc used a generous amount to grease up his throbbing
tool. Using one hand to spread Jake’s taut ass cheeks, he guided
the tip of his cock to Jake’s asshole with his other hand and
gently worked the tip of his cock in. Grabbing Jake’s hips, Doc
shoved the remainder of his cock up Jake’s incredibly tight ass.
Doc let out a sigh and remained motionless for a moment, enjoying
the snug fit of his cock in Jake’s rectum. With his left hand,
He reached around and grabbed Jake’s still very hard shaft. The
combination of lubricant still on Doc’s hand and the generous
amount of precum that had oozed from Jake’s prick allowed his
hand to smoothly slide up and down the length of Jake’s shaft.
With his other hand, Doc steadied Jake’s hips as he began to
slowly pump his meat in and out of the tight cowboy butt. Doc
also started to lick, kiss, and nibble on Jake’s solid shoulders
and neck. As Doc got hotter and hotter, his thrusts became
harder and faster. Doc wasn’t the only one getting hot; with a
hot cock thrusting in and out of his backside and a hand still
working his mammoth tool, Jake’s throaty moans of pleasure were
audible despite the gag. “Damn, your ass feels good,” Doc
whispered in his ear, “so hot and tight, I want to fuck you all
night long.” If only he could have. Doc could already tell he
would be coming soon. Doc kept up his pace, groaning and
grunting as the inevitable approached. All too soon, Doc came,
filling Jake’s bowels with what seemed like gallons of hot spunk.
At almost the same instant, Jake exploded, sending several shots
of his hot jism flying, his massive frame shaking as orgasm
racked his body.

It seemed like several minutes before Jake’s tight asshole
relaxed enough to allow Doc’s softening cock to slip out. During
that time, Doc hung onto Jake’s sweaty body, his arms wrapped
around Jake’s muscular chest, basking in the after-pleasure of
that great fuck. Doc knew this was just the beginning of a new
phase of their friendship.

As promised, here is Chapter 2.

In Chapter One, “A Lesson in Roping,” Doc, having just started a
veterinary practice in Montana, had become good friends with
Jake, a young, rugged cowboy rancher. One night, after a few
shots of whiskey, Jake invited the Doc out to the barn, where he
asked the vet to tie him up. After Doc sucks and fucks the bound
cowboy stud, the story continues…

TALES FROM BIG SKY COUNTRY
by Jack Forester

CHAPTER 2: HAYRIDE

As Doc’s softening cock slipped from Jake’s asshole, he knew that
this was just the beginning of a whole new relationship between
them. Doc had never been so sexually charged as he had just been
while he was fucking Jake. Sure he had gotten off on dominating
this cowboy, the epitome of all that is masculine. But there was
more to it than that. They had been good friends. Now they were
lovers too. Could it be that Doc and Jake were falling in love
or were they just “fuck buddies”? Doc wasn’t sure, but he knew
that for now there was no place he’d rather be than there with
Jake.

Jake’s big cock was now softening as well. Doc slipped between
his spread-eagled legs, knelt before Jake, and proceeded to suck
the last bit of cum dripping from his cock, savoring it’s salty-
bitter taste and inhaling the musky-masculine smell of Jake’s
sweaty crotch. Doc stood up and removed the bandanna that had
been gagging Jake. Once again their mustached mouths met in a
passionate kiss as Doc’s hands explored the cowboy’s lean,
muscular body, working their way up his sides to his slightly
furry chest and finally to his stubbly face. As their mouths
separated Jake finally spoke, “God, that was intense. I never
felt anything like that before.” “I’ve gotta’ admit, I think
that was about the best fuck I ever had,” Doc responded.

The young vet began to untie Jake’s arms and legs. Noticing how
sweaty Jake had become from their balling, Doc couldn’t resist
teasing him just a bit, saying, “You sure worked up a sweat,
considering that I did all the work!” “Oh yeah,” he replied with
a hint of sarcasm in his voice, “maybe it’s about time I did my
fair share.” At that, he tackled Doc to the ground, and they
began playfully wrestling on the straw covered barn floor.
Although Doc was pretty strong (his work with large animals was
after all quite demanding), he was no match for Jake, who could
have taken him easily in a second. But this wrestling match
wasn’t to prove who was stronger, it was for fun, so Jake played
it out for a while. All the thrashing about on the barn floor
soon had them both hard again. Finally Jake pinned Doc, his big
strong hands holding Doc’s shoulders to the floor, as their
crotches ground together.

“I guess it’s my turn now to do some of that hard work you were
talking about, Doc,” said Jake as he placed his mouth over Doc’s
and began exploring it with his tongue. Instinctively, Doc
reached for Jake’s big cock and started to stroke it. Jake broke
their kiss and, removing Doc’s hand from his member said, “No,
you just lie back and enjoy this.” At that the cowboy began to
explore Doc’s body with his hot mouth and tongue. He started at
Doc’s neck and worked his way down to the vet’s chest and arms.
As his friend had, Jake was now savoring the salty, masculine
taste and smell of another man’s body. As for Doc, the feel of
that mustached mouth and stubbly face exploring his body had him
in a state of ecstasy. Jake’s mouth found Doc’s nipples, which
became hard as Jake began to lick and suck them. He heard Doc
let out a bit of a moan as he gently bit the stiff little
pleasure points. Jake continued down Doc’s flat stomach, his
body own body rubbing against Doc’s hard cock causing the vet to
once again let out a little moan of pleasure. In the dim light
of the barn, Doc’s torso glistened with saliva as Jake had
seemingly licked and mouthed every inch of his upper body. The
rancher next moved down between Doc’s legs and started licking
his inner thighs. He worked his way up to Doc’s hairy, cum-
filled balls, first licking them and then taking them one at a
time into his hot mouth. Following this treatment, Doc’s meat
was throbbing at its full seven inches and the swollen purple
head was oozing a steady stream of precum.

Jake licked the precum off his friend’s dick, getting his first
taste of Doc’s salty seed. He then took the throbbing head of
Doc’s cock into his mouth and ran his tongue around the ridge.
For a few moments he just worked Doc’s cockhead in and out of his
mouth, as Doc began to make low throaty moans of pleasure. For
Doc, at least half the pleasure was watching the cowboy’s
mustached mouth go to town on his meat. Slowly Jake began to
take more and more of Doc’s shaft into his mouth, until Doc could
feel the head of his dick hit the back of Jake’s throat. As Jake
relentlessly continued blowing his friend, Doc’s moans became
more urgent and his body began to writhe with the pleasure he was
receiving. “I’m gonna’ come, I’m gonna’ come,” Doc cried out as
his hips began to uncontrollably buck and he instinctively placed
his hands on Jake’s head. He fought the urge to force his cock
down Jake’s throat, sensing that Jake was not yet ready for that.
“Ahhhhhhhrrrrrrrrr,” cried Doc as shot after shot of his thick
jism started spurting into Jake’s mouth. For his part, the
cowboy swallowed every drop of Doc’s man juice, sucking the last
of it from his friend’s now softening cock.

Although he had already come twice that evening, Doc was ready
for more and the sight of Jake’s neglected boner made him even
hornier. Although Doc had fooled around with guys a couple of
times in college, he had never been ass-fucked before, and though
Jake’s thick nine inch shank was intimidating, he knew that now
was the time, this was the place, and Jake was the man to do it.
Seeing a nearby hay bale, Doc gently pushed Jake aside, knelt in
front of the bale and then leaned over the block of hay giving
his cowboy stud easy access to his virgin asshole. Jake needed
no further encouragement. Suddenly Doc felt Jake’s bristly face
on his asscheeks as the rancher began licking and mouthing his
butt. Soon Jake’s talented tongue found it’s way to Doc’s
puckering hole and began working its magic there. Doc’s cock
began to stir once again with the backdoor attention he was
getting from Jake, whose tongue was now insinuating itself into
the young vet’s asshole. This assplay was driving Doc mad with
desire. Suddenly, Jake’s mouth was gone. Doc turned to see the
cowboy greasing up his big dick with the lubricant from Doc’s
satchel. “Oh yeah, I want your cowboy cock up my virgin ass. Do
me Jake. Fuck me,” commanded Doc. Jake knelt behind his friend
and positioned the throbbing head of his enormous cock at Doc’s
puckering hole.
“Ready?” asked Jake gently. “God yes, I want you in me,” cried
Doc. Although nervous, knowing the size of what was coming Doc
tried to relax as much as possible. Much to his surprise (and
delight) there was only a bit of initial discomfort as Jake
slowly pushed his slick meat up Doc’s asshole. Inch by inch,
more of the cowboy’s fuck stick was pushed up Doc’s ass. As the
big head of Jake’s cock worked it’s way past his prostate, Doc
felt as thought all his blood had suddenly rushed to his cock,
which by now had become rock hard again. Finally, Jake was
buried to his balls in Doc’s asshole and he lowered his body on
top of Doc’s. At this point Doc was overcome with the sensations
he was experiencing; the scratchy bale of hay on his front, the
hot sweaty body of his cowboy stud on his back, the feel of
Jake’s hot breath on his neck, and most of all the feeling of
being so completely filled by Jake’s massive cock. Jake began to
work his meat in and out of the vet’s butt, slowly at first with
short strokes and then with progressively faster, longer, and
harder strokes as Doc became more and more accustomed to the
butt-fucking he was receiving. That cock, rubbing against Doc’s
prostate was driving him on his way to his third orgasm that
night. “Oh God, I never knew this could feel so good,” Doc
groaned. Those were about the last intelligible words Doc
uttered, as what followed were just moans and groans of pure
pleasure. Jake soon joined in with Doc’s chorus of animal-like
fuck noises. Doc just about lost touch with reality, as Jake
continued to pound away at his fuck-hole. He stopped being aware
of just how long the cowboy had been fucking him; it seemed like
both forever and not long enough, but he could feel the orgasm
welling up in his groin. Jake was breathing hard, sweating up a
storm, and Doc guessed he was about to come as well. Suddenly
Jake jerked and let out a guttural moan as he began filling Doc’s
bowels with his seed. At almost the same instant, Doc came with
a grunt, shooting yet another load, this time into the bale of
hay in front of him instead of into his buddy. As Doc came, the
muscles of his ass gripped Jake’s cock like a vice as if to milk
even more jism from the cowboy’s horse-like dick into Doc’s
insides.

Finally Jake’s orgasm subsided as he lay on top of Doc with his
cock still up Doc’s tight (although no longer virgin) ass. They
stayed like this for several minutes, with Doc sandwiched between
the bale of hay and Jake, both of them coming off the sexual high
they had just experienced. Finally Jake pulled out and abruptly
said, “Let’s go get cleaned up.” Without words the two men put
on the jeans they had so quickly shed awhile ago and headed to
the house. In the house, Jake gave Doc a towel and directed him
to the shower. Doc was puzzled, as only moments ago they had
been about as close as two people could be, and now Jake seemed
quite aloof and distant. Doc took his shower alone, and felt
very empty, not knowing what to think about what had just
happened and what was going to happen between himself and Jake.
Had they just ruined this friendship that had meant so much to
Doc? Doc dried off and got dressed. He could feel tears forming
in his eyes as he got ready to leave, but he managed to hold them
back. “Well, I guess I’ll be heading home now,” Doc managed to
say, clearing his throat. “Don’t go. Stay here with me tonight,”
Jake seemed almost as surprised as Doc as the words came out of
his mouth. “Are you sure,” asked Doc. The bear hug Jake gave
him was answer enough.

After Jake got cleaned up, they got under the warm quilt on
Jake’s old oak bed. Doc lay behind Jake and wrapped his arms
around the cowboy’s strong chest. “This feels so right,” Jake
said, “I want you here every night. Maybe you could come live
with me here on the ranch.” “You can help me move tomorrow,” was
all Doc said, as they both drifted off to sleep.