Zeke stepped out of the bunkhouse. He looked at the sun rising in the distance, stretched and started walking towards the barn. Austin was already there; he'd led his palomino out and was checking the cinch and seating of the saddle.
"Morning," Zeke nodded as he passed and went in to retrieve and saddle his own mount. Daisy Mae was a large chestnut, gentle as could be though and he loved her. He led her out of her stall and grabbed his saddle; he tossed the blanket over her back then hefted the saddle up into place and began fastening and checking straps. He spent a few minutes tightening the straps and adjusting for her comfort. Daisy Mae stood placidly through it all. Picking up her reigns he led her out to find Austin packing up their supplies on their pack horse.
They'd be out for a day or two, there were several calves missing and they were on a mission to find them. There were a couple of places where they suspected that they could be, if a predator hadn't got them that is. With everything set in place, they rode out. Ole Duke, an old mutt, and Charlie, a border collie followed along, trotting beside the horses.
They headed to the west, the herd had been there grazing in those fields the last few days and there were foothills leading up the mountains behind those fields, so it was a good chance the missing calves would be lost in those rocks.
The ride was a couple of hours, and they rode mostly in silence. Austin had a habit of singing to himself and that was about all the conversation that they had, until they arrived at the western field. Zeke pulled up and looked around, he pointed to a sheltered area off to the west.
"I think we can set up a base camp there," he said pointing to the spot, "and then branch out to search from there."
"Sounds like a plan," Austin answered, he clucked, flicking his reigns and guided his own horse and the pack horse over to the area Zeke indicated. They both dismounted and began to unpack their camping gear and supplies. Zeke brushed up against Austin as they worked. Austin smelled of sweat, horse and soap and Zeke inhaled deeply; he felt a stirring in his pants that he tried to hide.
They set up a single tent, unrolled the sleeping bags and set up a fire pit, then tethered the horses as they prepared lunch. They had brought some camp stools and set those up near the fire, which they hadn't lit yet. When they'd finished eating, tossing the scraps to the dogs, they both needed to relieve themselves and they stepped away from the camp, and both unbuttoned and unzipped their wranglers and hauled their cocks out, letting a strong stream flow from each of them. Zeke couldn't take his eyes off of Austin's cock - soft and pissing it hung about four inches; he was cut and Zeke knew first hand that four turned into eight when Austin got excited. He heard a cough and looked up to see Austin watching him. There was a smile in Austin's eyes and Zeke watched as Austin's eye trailed down to look at his cock. Zeke was a shower; he hung almost six inches soft but only hardened to just an inch over that. Austin nodded with his approval and reached across to give Zeke a tug.
"Later, this is going to be mine," he said. Zeke reached back across to try to tug on Austin, but Austin pushed his hand away, "Let's get after these missing animals. And we can take care of these later."
Austin slowly ran his hand along Zeke's cock, which was hardening fast, then stepped away, releasing the cock and pushed his own cock back into his pants, and zipped up. Zeke moaned in frustration, but he was used to Austin's games and his need to control the action. This wouldn't be the first time they'd played.
They mounted up and headed out, looking for tracks and signs of the missing calves. Both dogs trotted along with them. They found the first one quickly, she was only about a hundred yards from their campsite but stuck in some rocks. They freed her and looped a rope around her neck to lead her out and back to safety. They returned to camp and extended the rope line, to make room for the extra animals, and left the calf there, with Charlie ordered to Guard, which he'd been trained to do. They rode back out to find the others. There was feed and water within reach of the tethered animals.
It was close to sunset when Austin spotted tracks, and had Duke on the trail, they followed them for a bit but lost them in the rocks. As the light dimmed and with nothing else to do, they returned to camp. They'd planned to be out for a few days, so they weren't surprised to not find the other calves as easily as the first.
They rode back into camp, dismounted and unsaddled their mounts, brushed and fed them, the pack horse and the calf and got everyone settled in for the night. They tossed some dried meat to the dogs, knowing they'd get scraps later. Animals cared for; it was time to take care of themselves. Zeke started preparing food and turned to find Austin naked, except for his boots, walking towards him.
Austin wasn't hard yet, but his cock was certainly standing up, at least starting to. It swung in the evening air as he walked across the small camp to Zeke. Zeke had been kneeling down working on a small camp stool, doing double duty as a table. As he looked up, his eyes focused on that swaying cock as it approached him, getting harder with each step. The four quickly growing and by the time he reached Zeke, he was sporting almost seven.
He pulled Zeke's face up, aimed his cock and pushed it directly into Zeke's mouth, leaving Zeke no choice but to open wide and take it. Austin stood there, slowly working his cock down Zeke's throat, pushing deeper with each stroke and with each stroke his cock continued to grow to its full eight inches.
Austin placed a hand on either side of Zeke's head, holding Zeke in place as he drove his cock into Zeke's mouth. Pushing in, and pulling out, thrusting hard, his balls smacking against Zeke's chin. Spittle began to leak out of Zeke's mouth, as the cock filled his throat. He gagged briefly and forced Austin back enough to allow him to catch his breath. Austin helped him to his feet and began to work Zeke out of his clothes. Off came the button-down heavy cotton shirt, then the jeans were unzipped and pulled down. That tipped Zeke onto his butt and Austin took that opportunity to lift each leg in turn and pull off the boot, then the pant leg. In moments Zeke was dressed in only his socks, white cotton climbing to mid-calf.
Austin stood him up again and knelt in front of him taking his cock into his mouth. He let it glide into his mouth, down his throat and he held it there for a few moments before he pulled it all the way out of his mouth.
