Pulley and Pence
Through the din of the crowd, Pulley could feel the anticipation and pressure building inside him as he checked his grip one last time. He could hardly comprehend the voices around him as he sat and waited. Then, he felt a tap on the shoulder and he simply nodded his head. Then, suddenly...
*CLICK*
The bull exploded out of the chute as it flew open, sending Pulley with it. He gripped tightly and kept his left hoof above his head, trying to stay on the bull as it twisted and turned. He tried as best he could to stay on the bull, matching the bull's movements with skill that only comes from years of bull riding. He continued doing this for what seemed like an eternity, but then...
*BUZZ*
Pulley relaxed a bit, getting his right hoof free as he prepared to hop on off. As he leapt from the spinning bull, he braced himself for impact. His back hooves landed first and he tried to balance, but he stumbled a bit before running from the beast, a couple of bull fighters surrounding it to distract it momentarily as he got away. He looked up at the scoreboard to see an 85 flash across the screen. He smiled, not realizing that he had performed that well, but happy that the judges appreciated his ride.
As he walked through the stalls and back to the loading area, he took around at the various cowboys lined up to ride. The normal assortment of coyotes, tigers, and horses were lined up, as well as a smattering of various other species. They were almost all chatting amongst themselves, but a lone wolf sat on one of the metal benches all by himself. He looked at the ground, presumably preparing himself for the ride. Pulley went over and sat down next to the wolf, not really knowing why he did that.
"Howdy, I'm Pulley," he said as he looked in the wolf's direction. The wolf grunted and continued to face the ground, but Pulley could have sworn that he saw the wolf's eyes swing his way from under the brim of his hat. He couldn't be sure though.
"The name's Pence." It was barely audible, but it was something. The wolf's tail wagged to brush away a fly. He then turned his head to look at Pulley. "Sorry 'bout that. I'm up in a bit and I'm just getting ready. Pulley, right?"
Pulley nodded and replied, "Yep. Pulley. 's a pleasure!" He extended his hoof and Pence took it in his own. He had a strong grip and Pulley tightened his to match. He could see Pence grin at him when he did.
"Yer a man of character, I can tell," Pence said. He smiled and said, "Well, I better get ready. I'm up soon." He got up and walked away.
Pulley looked up and said, "So, see you after your ride?"
Pence looked back, "Sure thing." He continued walking off towards the chutes.
Pulley got up and walked around a bit, wondering what to do. He walked over to a group of cowboys and just chatted about nothing much for a while, trying to pass the time as he waited for something interesting to happen. No one had managed to score higher than his 85 and he hoped that it would remain that way until the end of the day. The day seemed to be winding down and the cowboys and cowgirls had started to make connections for later that evening. Pulley still didn't have anyone to go home with and, since he liked people of his same gender, that sort of thing wasn't easy to find in the conservative atmosphere of the rodeo.
Suddenly, he heard the crowd cheer loudly. He looked up and saw an 88 on the board. He scowled. Then, he felt his heart sink as he saw the name, "Pence Hayner." He turned away from the board and kept his head up, still smiling despite the hurt inside. It was okay, though, as there were still two more days to prove himself and win the buckle. After telling himself to cowboy up, he walked along, following the rest of the competitors out of the arena.
The day was done now and the stands were starting to empty. The once packed arena was now sparsely populated by a few hangers on. Pulley wasn't going to just stand around forever. He contemplated going back to his motel room, but decided that he was hungry and decided to head to the nearest dive. He didn't feel like getting into his truck and driving a mile down the road to go eat, so he just started walking. He walked for about five minutes before he heard a horn honking behind him. He turned around and saw Pence at the wheel of a truck. Pence gave a friendly wave and Pulley waved back, smiling. Pence drove up alongside and rolled down his window.
"Goin' somewhere?"
Pulley shrugged, "Just going to eat, I s'pose."
"Hop in. I'm going to the Denny's down the street." Pence gestured with his paw.
Pulley opened the truck door and hopped in. The wolf tipped his hat to him and Pulley did the same. "Congrats on your win, by the way," the horse offered.
"We've still got two more days ta go, so we'll see who wins yet," Pence replied. He turned down the radio and kept driving.
Pulley decided to be inquisitive. "Where are you from?" he asked.
Pence shrugged, "Just down the road in Corona. It's not the best, but it works out. Close enough to Norco. Say, what made you come up to me earlier?"
"I don't know, honestly. I just saw you and you looked alone, so I came up and sat down."
Pence chuckled and replied, "Most of 'em are scared of me, I think. I like to think I'm not so scary." He chuckled again.
Oddly, the more Pence talked, the more Pulley grew wary of him, but at the same time he got a comfort from the wolf that he didn't get when talking to the other guys. Maybe the wolf was more genuine. Pulley couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"Well, what do you do?"
The horse smiled and said, "I like to break horses and train them. It's both my hobby and my job."
Pence seemed to get more excited, his tail twitching as much as it could being pinned against the car seat. "Wow, you're one tough cookie, then!" His smile widened.
Pulley chuckled nervously and said, "I suppose. I'm no more tough than the next guy." He shifted in his seat, trying to hide his nervousness but glad that the Denny's was in sight down the road. "Well, what about you?"
"Well, I ride for my money. When I'm not riding bulls, I work at a ranch. It's shit pay, but I love it more than the world."
The wolf drove the truck into the lot and stopped it. Both of them got out of the truck and walked into the Denny's. Before Pulley could say anything, Pence had already said, "Table for two," and before he knew what was happening, he was following a short, waitress collie who led them to a smaller booth. The Denny's was pretty standard as far as diners go. It was mostly populated with rodeo contestants and their friends and families. Pulley and Pence both ordered their steaks and just chatted a bit until they arrived.
"Nothin' like eating the little bastards, eh?" Pence jested.
Pulley laughed, feeling his misgivings slipping away. "Yeah, get back at 'em, I s'pose. Feels good, honestly, and tastes great, too."
Pence's grin widened, "Definitely! Speaking of which, great ride today. I watched it before I went up."
Pulley looked away, feeling a bit of jealousy, but it faded just as quickly as it came and he looked back to, replying with, "Aww, shucks. You're the real star here!"
Pence said, "Well, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have realized how good the competition was. I might have done worse if you hadn't come along first."
Pulley laughed, "Well, I'll be sure to try to go after you tomorrow, then."
Pence started laughing as well. Pulley was surprised at how easily he could relate to the wolf. Pence didn't have to pretend to be macho because it didn't matter. There was no jockeying for alpha male here, just two new friends having a friendly chat, and that's what Pulley liked the most about the conversation.
For the first time, he really took a good look at the wolf as they munched on their steaks. From the wolf's dark brown Stetson, Pulley's eyes slid down, noticing the wrinkled but previously pressed blue and yellow plaid shirt. He smiled, wanting to see more when the wolf stood up next. Suddenly, he felt a bulge in his jeans and decided to think about something else until he was alone. As a horse, he was a big boy down there and didn't want to draw unnecessary attention to himself or offend the wolf. He quickly turned his mind to the food in front of him and chewed.
After they finished their dinner, Pence asked, "Well, Pulley, what are you doing now?"
Pulley shrugged and replied, "Probably just going back to my motel, watching some TV, trying to get some shuteye before I get up tomorrow and ride again."
Pence smiled and said, "Well, want to come over to my place? It's not much, but I rarely have company over. What do you say? If you don't want to, I can drop you back at your motel."
Pulley smiled, glad that the wolf was enjoying his company. He replied, "Sure! That sounds like a lot of fun. Corona, right?"
Pence said, "Yep. About fifteen minutes down the 15." Pence chuckled at his own joke and Pulley laughed along.
Pulley plopped his money down on top of the bill and hurriedly took it up to the register, despite Pence's yell of "hey!" He walked back to the table and said, "You're about to have me over at your place, so let me pay for your dinner."
Pence smiled, "Well, thank you sir."
Pulley giggled as Pence stood up and they both walked out the door and back into Pence's truck. They drove down I-15 and exited the freeway into Corona. After driving for a few minutes, the wide city street turned into a narrow road. They pulled up at Pence's small house, where the wolf hopped out of the truck and unlocked the gate, swinging it wide open. He got back into the truck and pulled it into the driveway before hopping out again and locking the gate back up. He then beckoned Pulley from the truck as he walked over to the door and unlocked it.
The house itself was quite modest in its appearance. Some miscellaneous plants were scattered around in the dirt, accenting a brick pathway up to the front door. The house itself looked pretty dusty and didn't appear to have had a paint job in quite a while, but it was the place the wolf called home. As he and Pulley walked inside, the wood-lined walls came into view. The interior was sparsely decorated, with most of the fixtures more practical than decorative.
Pulley said, "Wow, you have a really nice place. I really like it!"
Pence chuckled and said, "You don't have to pretend."
Pulley interrupted, "No, I really do like it! You don't have anything you don't need."
Pence pointed to the TV and laughed, "I s'pose I don't need that thing."
Pulley said, "Meh, s'fine, really. Always need a way to entertain yourself. No point in denying yourself that."
Pence shrugged, "Yeah, I suppose. It's nice, though. I like it here." He smiled and paused a bit, then said, "Can I get'cha somethin' to drink?"
Pulley said, "Sure, I'll just have some water, thanks."
Pence ran into the kitchen to grab a glass of water and, as he did so, Pulley couldn't help but notice the wolf's muscled rump in his tight jeans. His tail flowed out through a hole sewn in the back of the wranglers. Even in the brief moment he was looking, Pulley was able to make out the wolf's muscled legs down to the brown, dust-covered boots. He felt a bulge and immediately started to look around the room, trying to get his mind off the wolf. The place was a bit dusty and unkempt, but it felt like a well loved home. The horse smiled to himself and turned around when he heard the wolf's footsteps behind him. The wolf shoved the glass of water in his direction and Pulley took it, gulping down the water.
"Thanks so much, pardner."
"No problem, buddy," replied the wolf. He plopped down onto the couch and opened up a beer that he had gotten from the kitchen, patting the seat next to him. Pulley took a seat as the wolf unbuttoned the top button on his shirt.
"Nothing like taking a load off and relaxing with a nice beer, eh?" The wolf chuckled to himself as he said this and the horse smiled back at him.
Pulley followed suit, unbuttoning some of the top buttons on his shirt and letting a bit of his fur out and letting his wife beater show. Pence, not to be outdone, unbutton a few more buttons on his shirt before letting out a big guffaw. "You're quite a character, Pulley!" he said.
Pulley shrugged and chuckled a bit, replying, "I s'pose."
The two cowboys just sat there for a couple of seconds, smiling gently at each other. All the pretenses of masculinity had disappeared and they were just sitting there being honest with each other. They didn't have to say anything to communicate their feelings, but each could feel the other's interest in him. Pence took the initiative.
"So... I take it you're not married, yeah?"
"Yeah, you're right about that. You too, right?"
Pence nodded and replied, "Yeah, me too. Guess I'm just not the marrying type."
"Me neither..." Pulley let his voice trail off. He noticed Pence's tail nervously thumping on the couch and wondered what the wolf was thinking.
"You know, I couldn't help notice you in the Denny's there. You've got a nice way of eating. I like it," Pence said nervously.
Pulley couldn't help but chuckle, trying to control the nervous twitching of his tail. Was Pence trying to tell him something?
"Well, you've got quite a thing with the bulls. I mean, that ride today was phenomenal."
Pence giggled a bit and said, "Aww... naw. I try."
Pulley noticed Pence tail coming to rest near him. He made a leap of faith and placed his hoof on the lupine tail and looked into the wolf's eyes. The wolf just smiled back at him. Pulley scooted over a tiny bit on the couch. It wasn't long before Pence reached out his paw and placed it on Pulley's leg.
"You're really handsome, you know that, Pulley?"
"Well, you're quite the looker yourself, Pence."
Pence chuckled a bit and gently rubbed Pulley's leg. Pulley placed his hoof on top of Pence's paw and smiled at him. He leaned into the wolf and was slightly startled when he felt the wolf's tongue gently rub against his nose. He snorted a bit, eliciting a chuckle from Pence. Pulley giggled a bit and leaned back in, this time ready for any tongue. Indeed, Pence licked Pulley's nose again and, before he knew what he was doing, Pulley had leaned in and given the wolf a gentle kiss on the cheek.
It wasn't long before Pence pulled Pulley against him and kissed him deeply, his tongue sliding against Pulley's snout, begging to get in. Pulley opened up his mouth gently and let Pence's lupine tongue slide in, closing his eyes and gasping. It had been so long since he had kissed someone and, even at that, he wasn't as interested as he was now. He let his own tongue slide against the wolf's, pressing gently. He heard the wolf let out a deep murr as he did so.
Pulley placed his hooves on the wolf's shoulders and felt paws press against his sides, squeezing him gently. The two furs were now leaning as much as possible into each other, their muzzles locked and their hats constantly bumping up against each other as they passionately kissed, their tongues entwined in a dance of intimacy and exploration.
It seemed like an eternity before the two cowboys broke their kiss. Pulley opened his eyes to the sight of Pence smiling widely. He let out a deep neigh and looked at the wolf's soft tail wagging excitedly. Less than a second after the kiss ended, Pence put his paw on the bulge in Pulley's wranglers. Pulley let out a short gasp of pleasure and Pence started to stroke the bulge gently, causing Pulley to lean his head back on the couch. Pulley put his own hoof on the large bulge in Pence's jeans, eliciting a similar moan of pleasure from the wolf.
Pence slowly got up from the sofa and winked at the horse, saying, "Follow me, cutie!" He hurriedly walked over to a door and opened it and Pulley wasted no time following him. Pence was unbuttoning his shirt as he walked in, pulling it out from his wranglers. Pulley did the same as he followed him. Pence stopped and turned to face Pulley just as the horse ran up and gave him a hug. Pence grabbed Pulley's shirt and pulled the horse on top of him on the bed. The two toppled over and laughed loudly, clearly having a great time.
"Mmm... you wanna?" Pulley inquired.
"Yeah... I wanna..." Pence replied, his tail wagging, pinned under his body.
Pulley reached down and unbuckled Pence's belt buckle and unbuckled it as Pence worked on wriggling out of his shirt. The horse unbuckled his own buckle and pulled down his wranglers over his boots and then hopped out of them, pulling down his underwear as well. His big horse cock flopped out of his pants, nearly fully erect. He quickly unbuttoned his light blue shirt and pulled it off, letting it fall to the floor.
Pence, having discarded almost all of his clothing in a similar manner, reached up and pulled Pulley back onto the bed, his cock spurting a bit of pre as the soft horsehair touched his fur. He murred softly as he rubbed Pulley, feeling the horse's cock rubbing up against his stomach as the horse bucked. The two cowboys spent a few minutes in just their hats and boots, rubbing their cocks against each other in animalistic pleasure, moaning and grunting loudly.
Pence suddenly rolled over on the bed and grabbed a condom and some lube off the nightstand. He ripped open the package and pulled the condom down over Pulley's hard cock. It snapped with a loud noise, causing Pence to jump a bit. Pulley just giggled and reached down to his jeans to pull out a bigger condom, opening up the package and sliding it onto his cock. Pence just chuckled and lubed up Pulley's hard cock before reaching under his own tail and lubing his tailhole. He lay on his stomach on the bed and tipped his hat, whispering, "Ride me, cowboy."
Pulley wasted no time in lining up his cock with Pence's pink tailhole and applying pressure to it. He heard the wolf whine a bit, begging to be filled. Pulley grinned and slowly pushed his cock into the wolf. He saw Pence clench up a bit and bite the sheets in pain as he adjusted to Pulley's girth. Pulley stopped a bit to let the wolf adjust, stroking the wolf's soft fur to help him relax. The wolf's deep breathing comforted Pulley and before long, he was slowly pushing his hard horse cock into the wolf, feeling the wolf's tight tailhole pulsing around his cock.
"Yer a big fella, Pulley," Pence grunted under his breath as he adjusted to Pulley's massive member. Pulley giggled and continued to push in, finally hilting his cock inside the tight wolf. Pence groaned and said, "Gimme a sec here, Pulley."
"Sure thing, pardner," Pulley replied, waiting patiently until the wolf gave him a thumbs up. Pulley started to slide his cock out before sliding it back in, starting out slowly and shallowly first, giving the wolf time to relax and get used to bottoming for a horse. As Pulley started to speed up, he started taking longer and longer strokes, pulling his cock out more and more before shoving it back into the wolf. Pence squirmed under Pulley, his tail wagging as he felt the pain fading, replaced by pleasure. His cock dripped a copious amount of pre, wetting the sheets below him and matting the fur around his stomach.
Pulley finally reached his maximum speed, his cock flying in and out of Pence with much force. The bedsprings squeaked each time Pulley hilted, accompanied by Pence's grunting. Pulley gave Pence's rump a hard yet playful slap, causing the wolf to yelp. As Pulley felt his orgasm coming on, he pulled his hard horse cock out of the wolf and flopped onto the bed, rolling over onto his back and pulling his legs up. Pence grinned and said, "Ah, I think I know what you want, you stud."
Pence pulled himself up and rubbed his sore but happy tailhole, feeling the openness and the large hole that was caused by Pulley's pounding just moments later. He walked over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom, opening the package and sliding it onto his hard wolf cock. He grabbed the lube and squirted a copious amount on his cock. Then, he rubbed some on Pulley's tight black tailhole, causing the horse to whinny loudly.
Pulley tipped his hat to Pence, looking up at the wolf and saying, "Pound me, cowboy." Pence wasted no time in shoving all of his wolf cock into the horse, causing Pulley to clench up with pain from having his tailhole invaded. However, the pain was brief and was quickly replaced with pleasure as the wolf began his rhythm, sliding his cock in and out of the horse. Each time the wolf hilted, his hips hit Pulley's rump with a thud, causing the bed to shake. Pulley grunted and groaned as the wolf pounded his tailhole.
Pence grinned down at Pulley and tipped his hat, grinning widely, before leaning down to kiss the horse. The two cowboys locked muzzles as Pence continued his rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of Pulley's tight pucker. Pence slid his tongue into Pulley's muzzle, sliding it along the horse's tongue. The horse responded by rubbing Pence's tongue with his own, his eyes closing in pleasure. The wolf murred deeply, his body shuddering as he felt his orgasm building inside of him, his pleasure growing with each of his strong thrusts into the horse.
As Pulley felt his tailhole invaded over and over, he felt the pleasure building up inside him, his bulging horse cock begging for release. He strained to keep his juice inside his massive balls just a few moments longer to prolong the sensation as much as possible. Pence could feel his own orgasm growing inside of him and continued pounding his cock into Pulley's tailhole as long as he could. As his knot grew, he began to shove the whole thing in and out of Pulley's tailhole, stretching it to his limit as his wolf cock grew to its full size.
Suddenly, Pence threw his head back and howled, shoving his cock deep into Pulley as he shot his load, tying with Pulley. He continued to thrust shallowly, his full knot linking him with the horse. Pence's climax sent Pulley over the edge, his horse cock erupting with copious amounts of horse cum in violent spasms, his seed flying all over his face and his chest as he released. He neighed loudly as he continued to cum, each jet of sticky substance just a bit less forceful than the previous one.
As both cowboys' orgasms started to fade, their breathing grew heavier as the fatigue of vigorous sexual activity set in. Pence leaned over Pulley, placing his paws on the horse's chest as he tried to pull out. He found that he was still quite stuck, but he didn't really mind that. He just smiled as Pulley leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
After just looking into each other's eyes for a while, sharing the moment, Pence felt his knot shrink enough for him to pull out of the horse. A bit of lube dripped out of Pulley's glistening, black tailhole onto the floor. Pence pulled the condom off of his cock and squeezed out his cum onto Pulley's chest, rubbing the sticky, white substance all over and smiling. Pulley wiped up a bit of the cum with his hoof and licked it, grinning at the musky taste.
Pence laid down on top of the horse and rub his shoulders gently with his paws, relaxing himself. Both Pulley and Pence matched their breathing with the greatest of ease as Pence started to gently lick under Pulley's chin. Pulley smiled, reaching up a hoof to rub Pence's ears gently. As the night grew old, both cowboys started to feel the pull of sleep and they fell asleep in each other's arms, both knowing that this was the start of something new and wonderful.