This is my first story. Based off a wet dream I had. I hope you enjoy!
Jesse was a cowboy in every sense of the word. He could ride a horse and lasso a bull better than men twice his age. He was in his mid 20s, tall and muscular, with thick curly hair, dirty blond in color that was long enough to cover his ears but he kept trimmed above his broad shoulders.
He rode into town on his horse, with everything he owned tucked in a few cloth bags. He smiled and nodded at every passerby, hoping a friendly stranger might let him stay the night.
One stranger caught his eye. It was another young man probably about the same age, not quite as tall and with short dark hair. He couldn't take his eyes off this stranger and he didn't know why. He was drawn in by a sense of familiarity, the young man had a kind and gentle, almost beautiful face. Not that Jesse would ever use those words to describe another man.
"Can I help you with somethin?"
"Oh, I uh, sorry, didn't mean to stare" Jesse stammered "I'm just tired, had a long day"
"No worries" The stranger stuck out his hand "I'm Blake. You're not from around here are ya?"
"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Jesse, and no I'm not. I'm just passing through. Say, do you know any place I could stay the night? I don't have much money but I don't need anything fancy. It's just nice to have a roof over my head at night, not that the stars aren't beautiful."
Blake smirked and nodded "as a matter of fact yes. I work in the stables of a wealthy family just outside of town. They're kind people and would let you stay a night or two"
The two young men chatted more while going about the town and purchasing some supplies. Once finished, Jesse followed Blake outside of town and to the estate. It was a large beautiful house, surrounded by many barnes and rolling fields where cows and horses roamed.
Blake opened a gate and let Jesse's horse in, the two then went up to the house to introduce Jesse to the land owners.
"Who do we have here Blake?" A middle aged woman called out. She was dressed in fancy clothing that you could tell was expensive just by looking at. You might imagine her walking the streets of Paris or London, not some farm with mud and animals.
"This is Jesse. He's just passing through and needs a place to stay the night" Blake said as the two of them approached the front porch where the woman was sitting.
"Hello Ma'am, I'm Jesse, pleasure to meet you. I would appreciate it if you'd be so kind as to let me stay the night, if that's alright with yourself and the man of the house"
"Yes thats fine" the woman waived her hand out. "You can sleep in the barn, that's where Blake sleeps so you can sleep with him"
The two young men awkwardly looked at each other sideways.
"And you may call me Mrs. Jones" she said, eyeing Jesse up and down.
The young man was glistening with sweat from the hot day. She noticed how tight his shirt was around his muscles leaving nothing to the imagination, and how the buttons strained like they would pop open every time his chest expanded with a breath in. She was a lonely housewife, and always looking for a new boy toy.
"Mr. Jones is away for the day but I know he also wouldn't mind you staying. As a matter of fact since he's gone I could use help moving something heavy. Could you assist me inside the house Jesse?" She said standing up and motioning inside
"I can help you too" Blake said
"No that's alright Blake, you continue on to your duties with the animals" Mrs. Jones had already tried sleeping with her farm hand but to no avail, so she had stopped trying a while ago.
Blake turned around and rolled his eyes. He gave Jesse a pat on the back, winked, and whispered "have fun"
Confused by this, but not wanting to lose his place to stay the night, Jesse agreed and followed Mrs. Jones inside. She led him up the stairs to a large bedroom. It was colorful and ornate, with a large bed in the center that had lots of soft pillows and blankets. She closed the door behind them and immediately grabbed hold of Jesse. She started kissing his neck and rubbing her hand over his crotch. Jesse was shocked at first, but quickly gave in. The two made out passionately while rolling around on the bed and undressing each other piece by piece.
As much as Jesse enjoyed it, he could not get an erection. In fact he had never been able to perform in bed, but he didn't know why. After a long while, Jesse lack of excitement began to confuse and aggravate Mrs. Jones. She looked around the room unsure of what to do, as if looking for inspiration. She noticed one of the window curtains was messed up. She stopped and pushed Jesse off of her, then walked to the window to fix it.
"Are you not enjoying yourself?" She asked while reaching up to fix the curtain
Jesse sat upright on the bed confused "Yes of course I am" he assured her
"Well obviously you're not, because you're not excited" she said tugging on the curtain "can you come here and fix this, I cannot reach the curtain rod to un-bunch it" she said sounding exacerbated
Jesse got up and went to the window. Just then Blake rounded the corner of the house and stopped dead in his tracks. There in front of him was Jesse fully nude. The window framed his naked body like a picture frame around a piece of art. His body was a piece of art. The pose he was in, of reaching up with both arms stretched his torso like a Greek sculpture. His armpits were exposed revealing thick tufts of hair. This golden curly hair continued all across his chest and down to his crotch, where his flaccid penis hung surrounded by a bush of pubic hair. Below that swung two massive testicles. Blake couldn't look away, he was in awe. He had never seen another man naked before, although he had imagined it, but this was better than anything he could have imagined.
At first Jesse didn't see him. He was too focused on fixing the curtain, and wondering what to do about disappointing Mrs. Jones. Then his eyes caught Blake, and suddenly there he was, butt naked in front of another man mere feet away. There was glass between them but it didn't help at all. If anything it made it worse, he felt like a piece of meat behind a butcher's counter displayed for all to see. He couldn't move, he just stared at Blake. He stared at Blake's beautiful eyes and mouth agape, while Blake stared at Jesse's manhood completely captivated. Then his manhood started to grow. Jesse, who had never been able to get an erection before with a woman, was starting to get hard in front of another man. Slowly at first, but then all of a sudden he was rock hard. His dick pointed straight up and out, as if pointing to Blake like a compass points north. His dick was long and as thick as his wrist. He was quite proud of it, and thought it a shame that it never seemed to get hard when he wanted it to, but it was certainly hard now.
