Rodeo Night

Story by Werewolf in the Roses on SoFurry

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" Rodeo Night "

Author - Werewolf in the Roses

Disclaimer - Ok folks, this is the usual disclaimer. This story contains rather lewd and yummilicious scenes of m/m actions in a public setting. Some of these actions would cause the PRCA to pale and also make long dead historical cowboy idols roll in their graves. Any characters in this story that resembles someone, living or dead, is a major coincidence. All of these characters are of my own creation, except for a few whom I and The Roz Wolf have shared custody over. If anything in this story sickens you, then don't blame me, you read it plus the fact why are you even at this site in the first place? Read on, good people, and don't forget to leave feedback!


With a sudden jolt the old, battered pickup hits an enormous pothole that decided to make itself known upon the poorly kept road. The driver, a human, swore under his breath as a gigantic splash of mud sprays up to splatter against the windshield in a thick sheet. No matter what the wipers fights the never-ending battle against mud and rain as the truck braves the elements to reach the Arena. Butterflies always seem to invade Justin's stomach at just the thought of participating in the events at the Arena. He squints and peers forward and makes a good effort at navigating the treacherous, sorry excuse for a road. Another flood of curses erupts from Justin's mouth as he swerves to the left, narrowly missing a hole that could have left them stranded out in the middle of no where. The erratic movement of the vehicle wakes the second passenger up with a start. Justin looks out of the corner of his eye to admire the fine figure of the horse sitting opposite of him and can't help but to look him over. Reese, a tall sorro colored equine, is a magnificent specimen of his breed if Justin had any say in it. Then again with Reese being Justin's loving mate he couldn't help but to think such thoughts. The stud had to be at least six and a half feet tall with the cutest blaze stripe down his face along with a gorgeous sprout of tail that nearly drags the ground with every step. Justin could lose himself in Reese's large, expressive brown eyes that convey a deep love for his human mate.

Reese's voice filled the cab of the truck with its rich, deep sounding tone, " Easy there, I don't think either of us would enjoy being stuck out here. " Reese had reclined back, sliding down into the seat. One of his arms was stretched out along the back of the seat, hand idly playing with Justin's hair. Justin looks over to Reese and gives him a grumpy look before turning back to focus on the road. His auburn hair massed all over the place, being long enough to reach mid-back length. Brown eyes glaring over the steering wheel, adjusting in just the slightest to veer to either side and avoid troublesome holes in the road. Justin's mind concentrated solely on the beat-up road before the sound of denim sliding against upholstery catches his attention. Just as he shifts his gaze to Reese, the horse was upon him. One large, furred hand grasping his thigh and giving a soft squeeze before leaning in closer to Justin's neck, breathing hot breath against his flesh. Justin quivers, letting out a sigh before his breath catches in his throat. Reese's tongue had grazed across his wildly beating pulse, teasing across his skin for only a brief few moments. Justin shivers violently and clasps the steering wheel til his knuckles turn white. The stud's velvet nose presses against his shoulder in a nuzzle before he rests his head against him, sighing softly before saying, " We've got some competition this time Justin. Alex and C.J. will be there, along with Thor and Jason. " Justin's eyes widen in surprise before leaning his head against Reese, " Damn... we'll be hard pressed at this one. " Reese could only nod his head in agreement as the Arena's lights blaze just over the hill, signaling their arrival.

*****

The truck gives one last, choking sputter before finally dying as Justin pulls the key out of the ignition. He reaches over and with a flick of a finger, turns out the headlamps and casting them both into inky blackness within the parking lot. A hum of anticipation and the steady volume of noise outside of the truck and from the lot is a big hint to how the excitement can be contagious. Contestants and audience alike mingle among the many vehicles parked that range from the newest to the oldest.

Justin looks over to his mate whose breathing seems to increase by the slightest. It seems like an eternity before the horse stirs and raises his large head from his shoulder to smile up at him in the darkness. Human lips descend down to equine lips in a soft kiss. The kiss heats up, turning into an all out war between tongues before the two lovers draw back from each other, smiling warmly. Reese's voice sounds quite loud in the stillness of the truck's cab, which causes Justin to startle, " I think we better be quick, it's already 7:30 and the contestant entry booth closes at 8:15. " He can only nod and reach out with a shaking hand to grab the door latch and opening it. The air outside is a cold shock, easily defeating the warmer air of the truck's interior. Just shivers briefly and swings his legs out to slide free of the seat. Suddenly, a warm hand encloses around his arm. He turns to look into the stud's loving eyes, " Don't worry Justin, it'll be fun. " The human nods more firmly this time, more sure of himself, as he hops out of the truck. The sound of the passenger door opening and closing shortly after signals Reese's exit of the truck. Justin walks around the truck, pulling his jacket closer around his body to keep in the warmth and to fight off the cold. His boots crunch against the gravel with each step against the ground. Justin stops in front of Reese to smile up at him, giving him a quick hug. He shivers pleasantly as Reese's arms envelope around him in the embrace. Just as quickly, the hug is over with and they both look to the towering coliseum. The horse's voice cuts the silence like butter, " You ready for this Justin? " The person in question viciously thrusts his hands into his pockets before replying, " Lets get this show on the road. " With that cheery comment, they both walk side by side toward the lighted Arena, which beckons everyone in the parking lot to come closer and enjoy the sights and sounds inside.

*****

" Damnit Reese, I feel stupid in this! " Justin retorts, looking very annoyed as he twirls in front of Reese, examining himself. The stud laughs softly, tsking him lightly before replying, " It looks very eye catching on you... " He lets the comment trail off at the look of pure annoyance Justin gives him. Justin sighs, looking down and upon himself again. He's totally naked except for a pair of new looking black leather, suede chaps that fit his lower half snugly. The crotch less part of the chaps accent his uncovered groin to the world. The rear part is just as bad, leaving his ass open to be drooled and ogled over. Justin places his hands on his hips, giving Reese another annoyed look before casting his eyes over Reese's shoulder. A pair of contestants walk by who look curiously at him and what he wears. These two, though, wear nothing just like Reese. Reese's generously filled scrotum swings between his thighs. The pair of testicles heavily rest in his fat sac. A plump sheath sets just above them, engorged with his arousal at seeing his mate erotically dressed. Already his arousal makes itself apparent by revealing the bulbous head of his shaft from the depths of his sheath. The sight alone makes Justin feel faint, more butterflies flapping gaily in his stomach. He begins to believe he's over dressed for the event and looks helpless to Reese and in return, grins toothily at him.

However, before Reese can say anything another pair of contestants walk over to them. Both, Justin and Reese, seem surprised at whom they are. Alex, a short and stocky sorro and cream-colored paint, as well as his mate, C.J., who happens to be a cute looking white bunny. They all know each other so introductions were skipped, silence stretching on before Alex speaks up, " I'm not overly surprised the two of you showed up. " The paint crosses his meaty arms over his chest, looking to the pair with a smug look. Reese shrugs his large shoulders before replying, " It's not a big surprise that you would show up either Alex. " Reese nearly mimics Alex's stance as they stare at each other. Justin sighs as the two rivals face off with each other and walks over to C.J., holding out his hand. C.J. happily takes the hand and shakes it, beaming happily to Justin, " Nice seeing you again Justin. " Justin can only smile as the bunny's hyper attitude cheers him up, " Likewise to you to C.J. " All four fall silent as the speakers blare above them, signaling the beginning of the Barrel Racing event and the introduction of Alex and C.J. Both of them bid farewell in different ways, Alex giving a snort to Reese who only snorts back. C.J. offering a wave before trotting off after his companion, looking over his shoulder and calling out, " Good luck! Oh by the way! Tasty chaps! " That comment entices a blush to creep up and into Justin's cheeks.

Reese only claps the embarrassed human on the back, grinning hugely and teasingly says, " Told you those things are sexy. " Justin can only cough in return to his mate, shivering and leaning against the big stud. He blinks in surprise, feeling something wet and warm against his side, looking down and grinning to himself at the sight of Reese's erection pressing insistently against his flesh. He reaches down and pats the swelling shaft, getting a moan from the owner. Reese tsks at him again, warningly, " You know full well there's no playing before the event, that's cheating. " Justin gives him an astonished look, " I was not playing! I was teasing my mate. " They both grin at each other. Justin rises to his toes, placing a hand to the horse's chest and leaning forward to plant a kiss on his lips. Reese makes no move to stop him and nickers softly in response to the kiss, which ends abruptly as the intercom blares out, " Good show! Alex and C.J. are rewarded with an outstanding time of six minutes and 49 seconds! " The two look at each other, gulping, " Shit... that's going to be tough to beat. " Justin says softly and the stud stays silent, still looking at the speaker. The speaker comes to life, " Now would Reese and Justin enter the Arena. " A look of anticipation crosses Reese's features while a nervous look crosses the human's face. Both looking to each other and nodding before heading up the ramp that leads to the sandy pit of the Arena.

*****

Justin stares, mesmerized by the sheer amount of people occupying the stands. The audience cheers as the pair walk into the arena, the horse walking with a proud stride while Justin is a bit more hesitant about it. The human looks sidelong at his mate and notes his shaft which had lengthened and exited his sheath to proudly waggle to the crowds in its full glory. The horse's shaft is nearly a foot long, although it's about twice as big as a normal human's shaft and just short of being as thick as a human wrist. The stud leans in close to Justin, whispering softly, " You did pre-lube and do a few stretching exercises didn't you? " Justin nods in response and Reese gives a nicker of approval. They both approach the center barrel with mixed feelings, nervousness, eagerness, anticipation just a few of the emotions that bubble within them. Humans aren't so common on Earth anymore so at the sight of Justin, the crowds can only roar their own eagerness with animal sounds, cheering, and clapping. Reese nickers, elbowing Justin lightly and whispering, " See, what did I tell you. They like the chaps. " Justin can only give him an annoyed glare before harshly whispering, " I think they like my pale ass better than the chaps. " The horse bellows his laughter before slapping Justin on the back, which causes him to grunt at the impact.

The announcer's voice flows through the Arena, " Ladies and Gentlebeasts, introducing Reese and Justin. " The announcer's voice is momentarily drowned out by the cheering of the audiences. When they finally calm down enough so the announcer can be heard, he continues, " This isn't their first time participating in a rodeo and hopefully not the last! Contestants, at your leisure! " The mobs fall silent, looking to the pair hungrily.

Two pairs of brown eyes lift and gawk as the crowds cheer them on. They look to each other while Reese gives a nudge toward the barrel. With a grunt and flushed cheeks, Justin walks over toward it. He lightly traces the padded edges of the barrel as if in thought before shuddering and gripping the sides, carefully leaning forward and stancing out his legs. Reese walks up to him from behind, placing his hands upon Justin's lower back and massaging lightly to relax tense muscles. They both are well aware of the fact that the clock won't start until the horse's shafthead touches the mounted's hole. Justin, the mounted, shudders softly and begins to get into the swing of things. He lets out a moan and wiggles his rump enticingly to the big stud behind him. Reese nickers happily, sliding his large hands down Justin's sides before grasping a buttcheek in each one. He squeezes firmly, which causes Justin to groan and push back against the horse's playful grip. They both knew what was about to happen, having practiced it many times over before the rodeo. Reese tenses, hips quivering before he drives forward hard. The fat head of Reese's cock pierces Justin's anal ring and forces his sphincter to stretch around the invading flesh. Justin lets out a muffled screech, jaws clenched tightly together to bite back most of the scream he let out. The huge LED clock display above them begins, the audience cheers in hunger and now the race is on.

Reese's first thrust had sunk half his length into his mate. He knows his mate doesn't need any time to adjust, knowing full well his human partner craves the rough play. Reese quickly lifts both of his hands to clasp around Justin's waist to steady himself as he gives another brutal pump of his hips. Justin lets out a pained whimper this time, collapsing onto the barrel and panting as the thick pole of horseflesh slithers up and into his guts, aided by the heavy duty lube. Justin lets out a loud grunt, followed by a whimper when Reese pulls out to where only his cockhead remains within and then slamming fully back into him. Tears stream down Justin's cheeks as the horse begins to savagely ride him, pumping himself fully in and out of him, sheathing himself fully inside of the human up to the hilt. It's clearly seen that the brutal thrusting is very painful, but it is also clear to the voyeurs in the stands that the human is enjoying it. Justin's erection is rigid beneath him, fully erect at its proud 8 inches in length.

Each powerful thrust of the stallion's hips corkscrews his meaty pole up and into Justin's tight, slick innards. Justin's tightly clenching warmth massaging around the pistoning shaft that forcefully takes him. Justin's whimpers and grunts begin to turn into moans. Justin rocks forward with every hard insertion into his ass and tips the barrel dangerously forward. Neither of them is conscious of this though as the urges to mate cloud Reese's mind in a fog of lust and desire. Justin lets out a screech as Reese adjust's his angle and plows his cock against his prostate. Justin's eyes roll into the back of his head in pure pleasure, hands frantically grasping the sides of the barrel. Justin's orgasm is violent, suddenly sending him into a shattering climax. His twitching, engorged cock spews his seed to splatter against the side of the padded metal fifty-five gallon drum. Justin's orgasm causes his inner muscles to spasm around throbbing horseflesh, enveloping it in a velvet vice. Reese nickers loudly, gripping Justin's sides even tighter before slamming himself home one last time into his mate. Wave after wave of ecstacy consumes the stud in primal needs as he's pushed over the edge and into a void of blissful climax. Reese grinds his hips against Justin's ass hard while the embedded cockhead suddenly mushrooms out, stretching Justin's insides widely. Justin lets out a scream of lust, orgasming a second time and splattering a smaller load of seed against the already coated barrel. Reese's seed rushes up his cock, spewing forth like a geyser and coating Justin's insides in white. Hot, white cum quickly fills the human and has nowhere to go but out. Horsecum sprays out of Justin's ass and around Reese's shaft in strong jets, covering both of them from the waist down.

The announcer bellows through the microphone and over the speaker system, " TIME! " And the clock stops. Neither Justin, nor Reese notices this, too caught up in the afterglow of sex. The crowd erupts in enthusiastic applause from the sight of the two rutting with each other below.

Reese looks up and at the clock weakly, despairing as it reads a time a minute longer than the leading time of seven minutes and 49 seconds. After a few minutes Reese is able to withdraw from Justin's abused ass. The horsecock plopping out of Justin's rump causes tons of horsecum to spill out, trailing down Justin's legs. Justin lets out a soft moan, stirring from his sated stupor and turning his head enough to look at Reese's saddened face. He doesn't have to ask, knowing that look could mean only one thing, they lost. He only says softly, " Reese... a little help here... I don't think I can walk. " Reese nickers and complies, jumping to his aide and wrapping an arm around Justin's shoulder to help him up. Justin leans heavily against Reese, who softly says to Justin as he helps him out of the Arena, " We lost... " Justin tsks at him lightly, " We made second place. " Reese shakes his head again, " But we lost... " Justin gives a soft giggle, whispering, " I'm glad we lost... " The stallion's eyes widen in surprise, looking to Justin questioningly. Justin can only grin and whisper to him sensually, " We lost because you're a sexy stud who just doesn't pop his load too soon. " Reese could only grin at that as they make their way out, Justin pipes up though, teasingly saying, " You'll have to drive sexy, I don't think I'm in any condition to. "