Cowboys and Horses
Cowboys and Horses
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"Uh...Jordan..."
"Silence, you wild beast!" the tiger snickered cockily.
"Gulp," the horse swallowed quickly and studied the sight of the tiger, standing on the patio in his getup. It consisted of a raunchy leather harness, studded and decorated with metal rings, some black leather chaps that were open on the front (and the back, he knew, exposing the sweet striped tiger buns for fondling and ogling) so that the leather front formed a kind of a codpiece or the like while leaving patches of the tiger's beefy thighs free for view. He had a kind of a thick brown leather belt and a big gun holster on it, from which the handle of a Colt revolver poked out. He held coils of rope in one paw, and leered at the horse who was standing about five yards away on the tiger's sizeable backyard.
"Heheheh," the tiger snickered. He looked extremely cocky in his leather gear, not to mention the brown leather boots and the classic white cowboy hat perched on top of his head. It gave his face an interesting shade, covering some of his stripes while he leered at the horse standing nearby.
"So how is this gonna work exactly?" Nelson asked tentatively.He'd known that his buddy had something very kinky in mind when he'd told the brown-furred horse to stand on the backyard in only his red Andrew Christian briefjock, but this was...getting into a whole different level of naughty, he thought.
The tiger uncoiled some of the rope and winked.
"Howdy, pardner," he said in a silly drawl, "seems that there's a wild horse on the loose...gonna see if we can catch it and break it down into a good steed..."
"Gulp," the young horse stared that the tiger who began to play with the rope. He was actually making it swing above his head now...round and round it went -
"Is that a fucking lasso?" the horse asked .
"There it is...better hope we're not gonna startle the wild horse..." the tiger muttered in his own bizazze roleplay while stalking his catch.
"Uh..."
He lurched forward and threw the rope, the moving coil of the lasso hitting the ground just near the horse who jumped out of surprise.
"Oh, man!"
"A miss!" the tiger snarled to himself. "Better try again..."
He yanked the rope back and coiled it skillfully over one paw while he prepared for another go, something that the horse watched with increasing trepidation.
"You're way too good at this..." the horse said meekly.
"Gonna have to show the horse the ropes...who's the boss...his free running days are over..." the tiger rumbled.
Nelson flicked his tail and ears and nickered a little. He was starting to get remarkably aroused, his cock dropping out of its sheath and tenting up the front of his skimpy underwear. He was starting to feel a bit more playful as well, now that he realized what the tiger was up to. It'd been many, many years since he'd played cowboys and indians, and this seemed like a very interesting variation on that game...
"Oh, I better not startle..." he spoke up, looking at the looming tiger. "Oh, my..."
The tiger looked like was preparing for another go at throwing the lasso, and that was his cue. The athletic horse charged across the yard, just as the rope flew through the air - and again missed the horse, way off this time.
"Blasted!" the tiger cussed while the horse turned around and jogged backwards away from him, showing his tongue.
"The horse avoids capture and runs like the wind," he neighed.
The tiger-cowboy was grinning like mad while he worked with the rope.
"The cowboy's got patience to tire down his catch...he does..." he mused.
This time he wasn't going to give it so easily, either. Nelson turned about and charged into a zigzag pattern along the yard, his ropey tail flicking about from side to side behind him while he made sure he was going to avoid capture by the naughtily dressed cat brandishing his lasso. It was funny to be running with his balls bouncing off in the jock that seemed to be having some difficulty containing them, too, considering the size of the young stallion's masculine equipment. He could hear the tiger stomping about behind him, and a quick glance showed him making adjustments to his rope, not yet holding the lasso up for the swinging, but he was obviously trying to appear as threatening as possible.
"Is the cowboy looking to catch the horse when he runs past?" Nelson teased as he was indeed approaching the scowling cat now, arms flying as much as his legs as he kept a good, steady pace and was ready to sprint in any direction should the tiger make his move.
His friend snickered roughly, and let his own tail snap the ground.
"The cowboy knows when the wild beast is toying with him...he knows they are clever things...hmmmrrr..."
Nelson, a mischievous smirk plastered over his boyish snout, charged towards the tiger, swung past him, and slapped one of the leather-coverered hips in a surprise lightning attack on the tiger's person before he went flying past and onto a safe distance from the threatening lasso.
"Got your ass!" the horse yelled over his shoulder, seeing the tiger move again.
"The horse is going to regret his cocky ways..." the tiger rumbled sharply.
"Only if the cowboy can catch the wild hoss!" the stallion replied sweetly on his way towards a large eucalyptus tree that shaded one end of the backyard.
"He's an experienced tamer of unruly beasts..." the tiger replied in an equally teasing tone while he followed in a kind of a jog that was surely making him even hotter and sweatier, swathed in his leather from head to toe. The horse almost lost his footing thinking about the tiger's balls dangling about in their oven-like leathery prison while the tiger attempted to follow the teasingly nickering horse bouncing back and forth the yard on his fast hooves. He too was sweating up. Any physical exercise in such heat was going to take its toll, and running circles on his buddy's yard was relatively hard work. It was matting his blonde fur after only a couple of minutes, and made his lean, toned muscles glisten for scrutiny.
"Just one mistake..." the tiger declared, "and the horse is prey..."
"Oh big bad tiger..." the horse danced about, nickering on his way.
The tiger did get close this time around. His lasso swung through the air and landed where the horse was standing only a few moments before. Nelson felt happy about the success and poked his tongue at the tiger on his way to the other side of the yard, towards the house and the glass doors leading into the living room. Running to the house might've been playing dirty, so he decided to charge up towards the back again, wondering what to do next to keep the game going.
"Wild beasts make for wild rides..." the tiger called behind him.
Nelson hopped from one hoof to the other and made them clop on the patio flagstones, flaunting himself for the tiger who was approaching again, rope at paw.
"He'll walk back home empty-pawed..."
Nelson picked the tree as his target again and rushed past the tiger again, enjoying seeing the scowl on his face as he was hard at work trying to plot up a way to -
SWAP!
The rope flew past him, landed with perfect accuracy, and the next step Nelson took tightened the rope held firmly in the tiger's grip so that the resulting yank brought him onto a screeching halt.
"Ughphhphp!"
The tall horse flew on his back and landed with a heavy thump onto the soft grass, but it still forced the air out of his lungs. For a moment he saw the sun glaring down on him, but then it was overshadowed by the tiger, who had caught up with the immobilized horse on the ground.
"Gotcha!"
Nelson began to nicker but the tiger was upon him in an instant. He was down on the ground and threw the horse onto his belly with strong, muscled arms that forced the horse's snout onto the turf.
"Uh!" the stallion nickered in complaint, spitting grass from his muzzle.
The tiger crashed down over the horse's hips and swung several loops of rope around one of the horse's arms before he did the same for the other one, effectively tying down the stallion's hands behind his back. Nelson squirmed and resisted as much as he could, but the thick horsecock digging onto the ground was definitely saying something else.
"Uhhhh...oh release me, I don't want to be your captive..." the horse extended his resistance to silly dialogue as well, while the tiger was quiet but for the odd grunt and a snort, hot guffs of breath that tickled the horse's sweaty back and made him shiver.
"Have to start breaking down the wild horse immediately," the tiger declared with a hard spank against one of the horse's rump cheeks, "need to make him into a good steed..."
"Uhp!" the horse yelped at the smarting sensation spreading across his butt, tail swinging about.
His legs were tied together as well, but not as tightly as his hands were, which left the horse lying face down and ass up, so to speak, which seemed like it was the tiger's very plan, too. Soon he threw the rest of rope down to the ground and laid down over the horse, dominating him with his weight.
"Hey there, beast..." the leather tiger slurred into the horse's ear. It made it tickle and Nelson flicked the tall equine ear against the tiger's muzzle. Jordan snorted and licked the ear before he gave it a sharp-teethed nip
"Got many bad habits, this one..." the tiger slurred while he ground his obscene leather bulge against the horse's rump, "gonna make sure you'll be treated with a firm paw from the get go..."
Nelson squirmed under the tiger's considerable weight, and felt the striped cats knees press firmly against the horse's hips. He seemed intent in pushing him really deeply down onto the floor, making it almost impossible to move while he savored the weighty presence of the suddenly very much dominant tiger on his back.
"Not gonna buck me away now, hoss..." the tiger grinned to himself while he licked and tasted sweat from the horse's neck, "you're mine..."
"Uuuuhhh..." Nelson swooned and made another little attempt at shaking free, but he was hardly serious about it. The arousal of being 'caught' was truly on him now, and he was really only waiting for the moment when the tiger's big, thick cock was free and it'd be sinking between the horse's firm butt cheeks.
"The first ride is always the roughest...gotta show him who's the boss..." the tiger continued his dominant dialogue while he pushed down on the trussed up stallion, "you'll be remembering this..."
"Uh...my...eh...tribe will come and avenge..." Nelson played along, "you'll regret this...uhhh..."
He couldn't help the moans when he felt the tiger's cock pulse against his rump, so wanton and hard that he had to push his ass back up to meet the pressure of such a sexy member trying to dig in.
"Then we'll have a whole flock of you, asses up for some training..." the tiger snorted hotly. "I'll make sure I'll get a go with everyone...starting with you...the cockiest of them all, I bet...young little punk..."
The horse squirmed again, and the tiger shifted a little...one of his paws that'd been gripping onto his shoulder moving, too. Was it going to...yes...he felt knuckles brush against his back, then a hip...yes, he really was snapping open the codpiece on his leather chaps so that his cock was out...musky, hard, and leaving a wet, slimy trail as soon as the newly released shaft slapped against horse butt.
"You'll make a good steed..." the tiger snarled. "Gonna ride you a lot...make you into my littl' pony...heehaw...heeehaw..."
Nelson blushed, hearing such rough talk coming from the tiger, but it really was making his tailhole clench up with need and pleasure, his pucker nice and ready for it, too, he knew. If only that cock would have the good grace of stroking its barbed, leather-stinking length onto his butt crack and not just against an ass cheek.
"Is this how you ride horses?" the stallion complained playfully under the tiger's lazy humping of his rear. He was really starting to get impatient...pushing his ass up to meet the thrusts wasn't getting him anywhere, either.
"Bareback...no need for a saddle..." the tiger added.
"Uhhnnngghhh..." Nelson moaned.
The cowboy tiger seemed to be frustrated by his poor aim as well, for soon his paw adjusted the angle and his cock was deeply imbedded between the horse's fleshy rump cheeks. He gripped the stallion's shoulders and did a few preliminary thrusts. He dry-humped his barbed cock into the horse's sweaty crevice and hissed toothily against his neck.
"Fuck...yes..." the tiger rumbled. "Gonna ride you so hard..."
The weighty hotdogging action told the horse that this was gonna be an interesting time, and he was not wrong, either, once the barbed tip poked against his hole and made it pucker up with surprise at the alien contact.
"Hurrrr...." the horse panted.
After a few thumps, the tiger was actually starting to gain ground. The horse couldn't help but squirm a little under the intense sensations befalling him, but there was no escape from under the tiger who was in the process of driving his thick cock up the horse's butt.
"Nghhhyessshh..."
The tip popped in and his piss slit opened to spurt a well-deserved load of pre-cum into the horse's passage now that he was finally within the fleshy walls of the stallion's raunchy pleasure tunnel. His hole clenched hard against the intruder, and the constant presence of the barbs made it continue the suckling motion. It was as if it was trying to pull more of the hard shaft into the horse's steamy rump instead of trying to get rid of it. The tiger's hearty growl told him that the cat was enjoying the sensation as well.
He was perhaps halfway in when he pulled back and thrust again, driving himself back and forth and heaving his body in a fucking motion that drove his tip deeper inside the horse and onto his prostate. Nelson nickered with surprise and pleasure and felt his own cock throb now that his gland was teased from within, but there was nothing he could do for his own pleasure besides what he could derive from being ass-pounded and whatever stimulation that brought along to his own cock, trapped between the warm grass and his own sweaty belly. The smarting of getting pried open by the barbs was starting to wane and it was turning into a pleasurable burn coming from his ass, finally getting that deep set itch scratched, the want to be filled by some thick, musky manly meat and get his juices pouring into his guts.
The leather of the tiger's kinky pants felt especially dirty, rubbing all over Nelson's legs and his butt while the tiger began to do kind of pushups over his prone body. The downswing brought the metal rings of his harness in contact with his back, too, but they were not cold, instead having been warmed by their shared body heat. His balls slapped against the horse's taint with each deep thrust that brought him into the horse's guts and filled him up, held motionless for half a second in suspended animation, and then he was at it again, pulling back for the next athletic thrust into the stallion's rump. He was huffing like a steam engine through it, the exercise of pounding his friend's butt out there in the open. They were glad for the tall fences that surrounded the backyard, otherwise anyone could see the horse sprawled on the grass while a very...interestingly attired tiger had his way with him. Somehow Jordan had even managed to keep his cowboy hat on during the entire kinky encounter that had ran the risk of ruining the lawn, and the hat swinging on top of his head added that final touch of raunch into the mix.
"Hmmmhh...yes..." the tiger suddenly yelped, and Nelson let out a gasp too when he felt the barbs of the tiger's cocktip slide past his burning tail ring again.
The tiger crouched backwards, grabbed the horse's legs and swung him around so that he landed onto his back on the ground.
"Uhh!" Nelson nickered. He had landed over his arms, and that felt somewhat strange, but the sight of the tiger's glistening, angry red cock bobbing out in the open was enough of a distraction to make him forget.
"Heh," the tiger declared before he grabbed the stallion's ankles and swung the, up.
"Wowpph!"
His ass was raised again, but this time by the courtesy of having his legs lifted so that he was bent over and the tiger lined himself up for another go at the horse's rump...sliding in with no difficulty this time, and groaning with pleasure once he went in again.
"Ahhhuuhh..."
"Almost forgot..." the tiger mused as he gripped the waistband on the horse's underwear, to yank the down so that his big mottled cock and balls slapped into view against his toned belly.
"Want to watch these...heheh..."
Then he simply concentrated on fucking, though, the horse's legs riding on his shoulders while the cowboy tiger pumped with his strong hips. It did have the effect of making the horse's package bounce up and down, balls in their sweet nutsac and his hard cock slopping against his abs, weighty and oozing saliva from the constant barb-raking against his prostate. It looked so very dirty, hopping about under the deep thrusts from the tiger, the horse's head thrown back, mane amess against the green, fragrant grass under his neck. It was quite the comfortable pillow, really, though he had to keep looking at the tiger's scowling face so that he wasn't constantly blinded by the sun burning above.
"See if you're a true bottom hoss..." the tiger declared as he seemed to ramp up the thrusts, going even faster back and forth through the tight grip of the horse's rear.
"Hnnnggrrr..." the horse moaned.
He was really being ridden hard now, the tiger spared nothing back while he really pounded the bound horse's ass. Sweat dripped off his nosepad, even, and seemed to glisten as pearls on his whiskers while he leaned over the captive horse. The deep scowl of almost mad lust turned the horse on, even if he was sure it probably shouldn't have been a menacing one - instead it just made him feel horny, as much as the cock plugging his rump at an increasingly frenetic pace.
It was still enough to get the horse off first, no matter how edged up the tiger might've been after the profoundly rough, deep fuck on the horse's butt. His well-aimed thrusts were more than enough to cause the stallion's schlong to flare up and shoot thick streamers of cream that caught the horse on his face and made him nicker in surprise, even amidst the throes of his orgasm. The tiger enjoyed the view, watching with awe how the thick cum spurted and painted stripes over the horse's chest and neck.
"Thhherewego..."
He jammed himself into the hilt...let the first itching sensations of an orgasm blast through his belly, and continued thrusting, essentially fucking himself through the climax that was promising itself to be a magnificent one. Hot tiger-cum came pouring out and filled the stallion's hole, so much that he was soon plunging some out with the somewhat erratic, bone-jarring thrusts. He grunted, and cursed, too, like a proper cowboy, and he certainly did not stop his pumping entirely even once his balls had given up much of their load for the moment.
"Dang, pardner..." Jordan mused, "you made a mess of yourself..."
He leaned down and licked at the dirty runners of cum along the tiger's neck, the sensation hot, wet and erotic and making the tired horse moan out.
"Let's see if we can get another load out of those big balls of yours...something tells me that you ain't tamed yet, hoss..." the tiger smirked dirtily. His own cock was already recharging rapidly, with its famed feline pace, and that promised another heady, dirty, cum-coated session under the heated sun before he would finally let his buddy go.
"Saddle up!" the cowboy winked.
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