Cowboy Trail Gets Freaky

Jack was cut off at the sudden wet warmth of his friend’s mouth on his cock. He was used to delicate lips gliding around his shaft but this was different. He’d never felt lips this strong or the sensation of a beard brushing against his balls.
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The year was 1898 and love was in the air. Jack Hawkins had been feeling the winds of spring lifting him up for his destiny and her name was Myra Bettencourt. Fresh picked flowers in hand; he walked towards the Bettencourt family house, Home of his employer Byron. Jack was determined to get his precious Myra’s hand in marriage. Unfortunately…this love was one sided.
Cole Smith had been on this earth a few more years than Jack and knew a lamb going out to slaughter when he saw one. That girl never liked life on the ranch and the last thing she’d ever wanna do was marry one of her father’s farm hands. She was gonna eat his heart out. He knew it was a fool’s errand to try and stop the kid but damn if he was gonna let him make an ass out of himself in front of the boss’ daughter.
“Jack you recall that saying about not shitting where you eat?” Cole huffed as he followed.
“Can’t stop me today Cole!” Jack Hollered Back.
“Years of hogtying angry calves beg to differ young buck!”
Jack brakes into a sprint with Cole chasing close behind. The larger man grabs for him multiple times but Jack slips his grasp each time, eventually beating Cole to the house. Myra was sitting on the porch, working her needlepoint.
“Myra, I-I brought you these-“
Jack held up his flowers to see most of them had fallen apart in his sprint. He picks out the lone survivor and offers it.
“I brought you this token...