College was out, summer was in session and I still didn’t have a job between my freshman and sophomore year at U of A. I had no clue how I would spend my summer or how I was going to pay for next year’s tuition. Spring in Arizona… Is REALLY hot. I mean, it may as well be summer you know. With temps in the eighties and scarce rain, it’s miserable if you have long fur. The desert is rugged, so it is probably best to get some work inside with AC. But, lucky me… There weren’t any more summer jobs! What was I going to do? I mean, my grants paid six months of my apartment rent, so I had a place to stay… But what would I do? Stay couped up inside all the time while my friends were out *actually* being productive?
Instead of moping around the place, I took a cab down to the Square (which is a gay bar) for a beer and to just chill and kill some time. Although I do find women attractive, I find men to be more. I don’t understand why I can’t seem to make up my mind which way I want to swing, but I figure… What the hell. I’m only twenty-three, I’m still young, and there’s still plenty of time to figure it all out.
Anyways, as I sat near the wall almost holding it up, a very cowboy-looking cat dude in the usual western-like clothing was eyeing me from the bar counter. His back turned toward the bartender. Even the bank presidents here dress like they’re cowboys here in Tucson, so he honestly could have been anybody. He was a ginger furred tabby cat, taller than me at about 5’10 (I’m 5’8). He had dark sunglasses so I couldn’t tell what his eyes were. I must have been staring for too long because…
He finally walked over to my table that I was sat at and started a conversation. He and his partner apparently had a 2000-acre ranch about an hour’s drive from here. <Sure,> I thought, <And my name is Albert Einstein.> The expression on my face must have shown through because he quickly followed it. “No, no! It’s true!” he says, “Look, you need a summer job, and we need someone to help mend fences, fix up the barn, chores, and stuff like that. Tell you what, how about you come down and see for yourself? Then you’ll know I’m not bullshitting you.” He adds, looking at me. “Besides, you look like you can use the hard work. You’re kind of a scrawny pup.” That statement caused my ears to flush red in embarrassment. Sure, I was a 5’8 chocolate lab with barely any muscle… He wasn’t wrong there. My purple eyes looked down at my phone as it suddenly buzzed. The face of a curly-haired raccoon popping up on the screen. <Cyril: Zem and I are back from work. Where you at?> My eyes went back up to the cowboy cat. Well, honestly I had nothing else to do, and I thought that it wouldn’t hurt to know which end of a feral horse did the eating so to speak.
“I just came to town to take care of some business, I’m on my way back up to the ranch. Why don’t we get you home and get some clothes? You can come down with me. If you don’t like the arrangement, River, my partner, will drive you back to town tomorrow morning. You got nothing to lose and a little fresh air to gain.”
After pondering for a little bit, I finally nodded with a smile. “I don’t see why not. And like you said, I could really use the money. Sure, I’ll go with you.” He smiles, putting out his hand and I took it. We walked to his truck and he drove me to the apartment that I shared with a couple. Along the way, we officially got acquainted. He told me about his lover named River and told me that his name was Thomas, but he went by Tom for short. I talked about menial stuff, saying that I was a student studying psychology. The usual stuff I tell strangers. After thirty minutes, we arrived at the apartment. I walked in and let the guys know that I’d probably be back in a couple of days. I was getting some jeans and some shirts when I heard the front door open up. After I got my things and packed them into my backpack, I walked out the front to my roommates talking with Tom, “You hurt my son and I’ll shoot ya!!” I heard the raccoon berating the Tomcat who was pressed up against his truck with a finger in his face, having a mock frightened expression across his face. A mint-colored folf was beside him adding to the statement, “Yeah! He’s my precious boy!!” It was honestly pretty hilarious seeing a tiny raccoon and a small folf berating a taller feline. Though my cheeks were flushed with a blush. After a few more moments, I got into Tom’s truck and we were headed out south on the highway.
After a few moments of silence, Tom looked over as I looked out the window and taking in the scenery. “So, that was interesting. They your boyfriends or?” I pricked my ears and the familiar blush crept into my cheeks, “No!! We’re just friends is all!! Roommates, too!” that statement brought a smile to Tom’s face as he turned his attention back to the road. He turned on his radio and cranked up some country music. It was god awful to my ears honestly… Didn’t like it. I decided to look back out the window to pass by the time again. The country of the desert was really pretty, for it to be a bland desert I mean.
When we got to the ranch, he introduced me to River… That was short Leaping River. He was a full-blooded American Indian horse with reddish-brown fur. He had his shirt off and I could see he had a white saddle-like mark in the middle of his back. His dark brown mane was cut short, and he had the loveliest shade of chocolate brown eyes. He had a smooth chest, massive shoulders, and big hands. He was quite a contrast to Tom who was shorter and as solidly built like a brick outhouse.
That night it was just getting to know each other. River cooked this amazing meal of red beans and rice with some cornbread. That cornbread was like ambrosia… I had about three slices, Tom nudged River who had a little smirk on his face, and I blushed in embarrassment. “Er, sorry-“ I said and took a drink of water, “Nah! It’s fine! You need to put some meat on your bones anyway.” River says, even taking two more slices himself.
After dinner, I washed the dishes with River while Tom cleared off the table and put up the leftovers. I decided to make some conversation. “I don’t know much about being a cowboy, but if all you want is dumb labor, I can handle that,” I said as I washed off a plate. Tom paused and looked up, looking at River and they both smiled at each other. “You don’t have to know anything,” River replied, “We’ll tell you what you need to do. Just be ready to put in some hard work and do what we say. You’ll learn a lot by the end of the summer.” He finished. The pay was good, and I had my own bunk which was just a bedroom off from theirs. Having a conjoined bedroom. After letting them take their showers, I went in and took mine.
In the shower, my mind drifted to Tom and River… Especially River… What?! No stop! He’s married, Bernard!! But the damage was done… I was standing in the shower with a raging hard-on. I figured, no one would know so… I rubbed one out, right in the shower. After I finished, I cleaned the rest of my body and dried off my fur. Then went into my room to sleep. I forgot to bring some pajamas, so I simply slept in my briefs. After the long day and a quick hand in the shower, I was out like a light.
**~The Next Day~**
The next morning, I awoke to the smell of eggs, sausage, bacon, and some biscuits. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and showered, putting my clothes on afterward I walked into the kitchen area. And took a seat. Tom and River were engrossed in a conversation about beef prices. I helped myself to the breakfast and the pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice. River glanced up at me and had a quick smile. “Rest well?” He asked, Tom also had a smile on his face.
“Uh, it was good! Really good!” I replied, having a seat, and Tom coughed, “You could say it was almost orgasmic.” The ginger cat said and then my stomach dropped. I stammered and ran a hand through my head fur. “Y-you guys heard that?” I asked and Tom burst out laughing. “No, but you just confirmed it!” River shook his head and slapped the newspaper in the cat’s lap. “I guess I owe you one hundred bucks.” the stallion said, still smiling. I ate my food in silence, a blush once again burning in my cheeks.
After we all finished, it was about 8:30 AM, gee it was that early? Tom was out in the back in the large shed soon, I’d hear the sound of a motor, and a tractor was parked right out front.
“You ever drive a tractor?” He asked me as he hopped out. I looked at the tractor and shook my head. “No, never really.” After giving me some lessons on how to drive it, I was instructed to go out to a 500-acre pasture to mow it. <Fuck,> I thought in my head, <mowing a pasture is about as interesting as mowing my mom’s lawn.> Oh well, gotta start somewhere right?
Damn this was boring. Up one hill and down the next. The tractor kept vibrating my ass, the smell of mowed grass, feral horses and cattle, no one around for miles…. I sure was getting horny from the vibrations. What the hell, I could beat off and still drive right? That shouldn’t be hard… No one would see me…
I pulled out my hard 6 incher. It was a good way to pass the time, I thought to myself cheerily. One hand on the wheel of the tractor, and the other hand stroking my cock. I must have come six times by the end of the day. My dick was sore but satisfied! River came riding up on horseback to meet me. “Come on back to the house. You can finish the rest up tomorrow.” I went back to the house and we had dinner, leftovers from the previous night. More of that ambrosia like cornbread… I was in heaven after having an empty stomach since this early morning. When I finished, Tom and River were talking about beef prices which I didn’t care too much about, so I decided to go out and watch the sunset. I went out of the back of the house to get a clear view of the sun setting behind the mountains. It was right by a horse corral which was where the stud-horse was kept. He was a real beauty. All black mane and coat, strong sturdy legs. I assured him that I wouldn’t spook him and to see if he’d let me pet him, which he did. The horse nickered softly. That cringe song entered my mind as I pet the stallion. “There’s no cock like horse cock.”
I snickered at my little jibe, a little immature I know. And then the horse started pissing which suddenly caught me off guard. And then right after, two hands shoved me down under the horse’s flanks. The spray of the horse drenching me with its urine. I cried out in shock, sputtering and scrambling out from under the large animal. “What the hell?!”
Tom and River were laughing hysterically, “Hey River! Greenhorn just baptized Bernard!” the cat said, walking into the corral followed by his lover, “Let’s say you and I give him another one.” The tall anthro stallion says, shoving me down to the ground. And with that, they both whipped out their cocks and proceeded to drench me in “peoples piss”. “H-hey!! Stop!!!” I screamed out but to no avail.
My jeans, shirt, boots… Every part of me was just… Drenched to the bone in piss. “I want you to have every last drop,” River says shoving his flaccid cock in my mouth before I could protest. Making me taste the last of his dribbling piss.
“You’re not going to the house with those pissy clothes on,” Tom said. And the two of them ripped off my clothes and tossed me into the horse’s water trough. The water was ice cold, and my cock which had grown hard at the suddenness of this “attack” had now grown soft from the icy water. “Now you can come into the house and dry off,” Tom says and threw me a blanket. I shivered, wrapping it around my body, and followed behind them… The stench of piss still trapped in my fur.
I stood in front of the fire trying to warm up. River had taken off his boots and shirt and put his hand on my ass. “Here, drink this,” Said Tom as he handed me a cup of whiskey. “It’ll help to warm up.” I nodded, shivering, and downed the glass, hissing a little as the liquor burned my throat. But hey he was right, I somehow started to feel warmer.
River kept rubbing my ass with his big firm hand. Starting to make me hard again… The tent poking out through the blanket. Tom was looking and smirks at me, “Hey, think he’s warm enough don’t you think hun?” A snort came from the anthro stud, “I think he’s more than warm,” River said, “I think he’s fucking hot!!” one of River’s fingers was on the crack of my ass, working its way to my butthole. I had expected this earlier, so it came as no real surprise… I knew what was about to happen and actually was looking forward to it! You know… A new experience, anticipation, and all that.
River unzipped his jeans and pulled out a thick piece of horse meat. His flare out there for all to see. “So, you want to see what stud can do?” he asked, his cock… It had to be at least ten inches! Longer, and thicker, than anything I had ever taken before… He dropped those jeans and pushed me to my knees.
I took that cock meat into my mouth and sucked like it was my last meal, I’d done this before with some classmates, even my roommates. But this Indian guy was something new to me. I could only go about seven inches before starting to gag. His cock smelled something akin to the feral horse outback, cows, the outside air… I fucking loved it! “Heh, he can only take about half of it.” I heard Tom’s voice say. Then felt the cat’s hand pushing my head deeper on River’s dick. Instinctively I’d try to lurch back, only to be shoved forward again. Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up at River who was looking down at me with a smirk. As I was being throat fucked, I got acclimated to it. However, Tom had gotten horny just pushing my head on his lover’s cock. So, he stopped and began to massage my hole. Soon, my ears would lower and I’d feel the cat’s seven incher enter my hole. Now I was being fucked in the mouth by the horse man’s shaft AND the ass by the cat’s dick! The sensations coursing to my body were almost primal.
It didn’t take long before Tom was fucking my ass frantically and soon, feeling his hot cum fill my ass. River then pulled out of my maw at the same time that Tom did. “Now, you can clean it off, boy,” the cat said as he shoved his softening cock into my mouth. At that very moment, River shoved his monster meat into my ass. Causing a pained scream to come out of my throat, but he didn’t stop. It was like some other part of him had taken over. He rode me like a bucking bronco! I’d been fucked before, but never something like this… So, was this one of the duties of a ranch hand? If so, I don’t think I ever wanna leave!
As River drove his horse meat into me, I could feel my cock starting to tense up. Cum nearing eruption without even having to touch myself. Then River blew his load, and I could feel it invading me. A shiver ran down my spine, he came like a lot. I had heard in nature documentaries that feral horses could put out about a cup of semen. And this honestly felt like he put out a lot. Not enough to bulge out my stomach like certain art likes to look, but still, it was a lot. Tom soon started to face fuck me and unloaded a second time, the cat pulling out with a smile and wiping sweat from his brow. “Oh yeah… I think this going to work out jussssst fine,” the feline says. We all slept in the same room from that point on. Me sleeping between the two muscly cowboys…
**~Fin~**
(**A Note From the Writer:** This is the FIRST time I have ever written anything NSFW and posted it for all to see. I hope you all enjoy it.)
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