Wild West Fuck
An art story request from FA.
Fucktown, a Wild West town that is really wild, wild in the naughty sense. Most Wild West towns are unruly and violent but here its fuck or be fucked, literally. It's common to see the guys fucking anywhere and everywhere in town. Luckily there is a lot of guys in town to play with, since all the town people were men.
Most men were pass-throughs that decided this place was a excellent rest stop from traveling and being away from home to have a companion for a little while. Though some did move on and leave, some stayed finding the life excellent. Everyone knows everyone and there are little problems to deal with when you are fooling around with guys.
Two canines were well known in the town of Fucktown for having at least fucked or been fucked by almost everyone that lived in town and were always fooling with each other. One canine was a husky/coyote mixed named Bucker. The other was a red husky named Clay. Both were well toned and looked as if brothers but just worked at a horse ranch together.
With raising horses, the two seemed to have a lot of down time and would hang in town to see if any new pass-throughs would come in as new fresh fuck meat and make that a secondary income. Though they don't give or take with a price, most seem to leave a little something for the trouble and pleasure.
Today the two were sitting at their usual waiting place, the only tavern in town at the bar, facing the windows and door to see if any new people come in today. Both men were in almost nothing but cowboy hat, boots, and riding chaps, leaving nothing to hide on them with their asses and cocks exposed to the world. A common look in town especially if you looking to fool around.
The day rolled on and on, before they knew it the sun was on the horizon bringing the day to an almost end. Clay paced back and forth, having pent up sexual energy. Bucker decided to order a drink and was given a mug of beer. Grabbing it he turn in his chair to face his pacing friend. "It's alright, man. Its expected. Not everyday someone new comes into town" Bucker says, drinking his beer.
Clay stopped and looked at his friend, specifically at his friend groin and slightly exposed ass. He smiles and replies. "I know that but I was hoping for fresh meat." Clay says then moved to hover over Bucker "But I guess its us again tonight."
Bucker just smiles and shifts more to expose his ass.
Clay sees this motion and sees the exposed ass. "You tease."
"What? I was hoping to be filled myself. Maybe you can fix both our problems." Bucker says, winking.
Clay gives a loud growl of approval and puts his quickly hardening tip to Bucker hole and pushes in. Both groan and moan at the motion.
"Fuck!" Bucker growls, having a dry cock going into his unprepared hole but he wasn't complaining much, he had Clay in him enough to get use to him. With another growl, Clay looked up to his friend and spoke. "I know it will be painful but lets just go balls deep and get this thing started."
Clay looked at Bucker then howled in agreement and pushed farther in until nothing but his six inch thick was inside and take in.
All the while, Bucker leaned back and howled in mixed pain and pleasure. In his position his arms flew and his beer splashed from full to half full instantly. But Bucker was too focused on the cock in his ass to know of the spilled beer.
After a couple minutes of adjusting, Clay, pulled back to his tip then plunged back in balls deep and repeated. Bucker was into it and would meet Clay he he went back in each time, both moaning and groaning from it.
Looking toward his beer that he forget he had in his hand, Bucker pulled it to his maw and tried to take a drink but as he tilted the mug up, Clay pounded hard and more than wanted liquid came out and went into his maw and on his face and started to flow down his chest. Bucker gave an angry look to his friend, who was smiling, knowing he did it on purpose.
To get even, Bucker splashed the rest of his drink onto his friend without a second thought. Clay was a little shocked at the action and gave a harder thrust as response and smiled. "I guess this gives us an excuse to shower together tonight." Clay said with a smirk.
"When ever did you know need an excuse to shower together, let only fuck in there." Bucker asked in between thrusts.
Clay chuckles. "You know me well."
"Yes, I do. Now filed me up!"
"Oh with pleasure." Clay replied then thrusted hard once more then howled his release, filling Bucker's inner anal walls with cum. Slowly, Clay comes down from his climax and pulls out of Bucker's hole. Some cum drips out as Bucker flexed his hole to tighten and keep the cum in. "You didnt cum..." Clay says as he looked over his friend.
"You think you were the only one filling a hole? No. I'm taking your ass too." Bucker replied, smiling.
"Oh, is that so?" Clay questioned.
"It is." Bucker said, standing up then turning his friend around and pushed him to his knees then t all fours. "I'm going to go feral on your ass." Bucker warns then goes balls deep in one shot, all six and a half inches of husky/coyote cock meat. Clay howled in pain then pleasure from being filled.
"I guess so, damn boy." Clay agreed, adjusting to the cock in his ass.
After a minute or two, Bucker replies. "That ain't nothin yet." Bucker says then pulls back to his tip then hard back in and repeats, with each thrust faster and harder than the last.
"Ohhhhhhh... Fuckkkkkkk...." Clay mumbled out at the rough and fast fuck.
Between the fast pace and being pent up himself, Bucker didn't take longer to be close and ready to fill his friend. "Oh, fuck. I'm close!"
"Fill me!" Clay moaned out.
Bucker nodded and thrusted one more time and started to fill his friend's hole. After it was cream filled, he pulled out and rested on his knees.
Behind them a figure walked in without their knowing. That figure looked at the two exhausted canines the walked to the bar and asked the chubby yellow wolf bartender for two large bars. With beers in hand he walked over to the two canines and spoke. "I hear you boys were looking for fresh meat. But this fresh meat has found his own."
The two look at the figure and see it was a multi-colored canine in a cowboy hat and chaps showing his teal pierced cock. Both were a little speechless.
"For the record, I'm Bomb Pop. But for now, you can call me master. Since I will be playing with you two while I am in town. Now on all fours, ass high."
Bucker scrambled to get into position since Clay was already there.
Bomb Pop looks at the two recently used hole and smiles. "Perfect. But first these beers are for you..." He says then grabs Clays ass and spreaded his recently used hole and slowly poured the liquid inside. Clay shivers as the beer goes inside his hole and looks at Bucker, who was next for a beer filling.
Finally with a mug empty, Bomb Pop moves to the other canine and did the same. With both of them filled, he stood up and spoke. "There. Now, stay there and let that beer soak in then go home and get a weekend bag around. I will be in the hotel waiting for you, ask for me. Okay, boys?"
Both looked at each other than to the canine over them and replied. "Yes, sir."
Bomb Pop gives a snicker." Good. See you subs later." Bomb Pop said then waked out of the tavern. Leaving the two canines to wonder what that weird canine had in store for the weekend.