Save A Horse...

 

Disclaimer: The following story contains sexual acts between two consenting, and legal aged adults. The images are IA generated based on prompts.

    Adam placed his last book in his backpack and began to get up from his desk. Class was over. He was the new kid. His family had recently moved from New York to Montana to escape the hustle and bustle of the city life. It was too much after a while, for everyone; Adam included.

    Everyone began to head outside and find their way home: walking, buses, parents picking them up, and one kid even took his horse to school. It was a beautiful fall day. Just as Adam stepped out, the rays from the afternoon sun lit up his beautiful bluish-green eyes. A gentle breeze caused his messy blond hair to dance about. He inhaled the crisp, clean air, and exhaled with a smile. It was a perfect day.

    Adam began to walk to his bus without a care in the world when it was violently interrupted by an unexpected shoulder check from another classmate.

    “Watch where you’re going, city boy.” It was Cody. While typically a polite kid, he was a bit hostile towards anyone from out of town. His light blue eyes shot a dominant glance at Adam as he gently reached up to brush his dirty blond hair back into his cowboy hat.

    “My bad, man... Sorry,” Adam replied calmly.

    “You people keep coming here and getting in our way.”

    Adam was intelligent. He was gifted in the skills of negotiation. He never got into fight because he knew how to talk his way out of anything, and he wasn’t about the let Cody start one. “Look man... We didn’t move here to change anything or whatever. We came here because this is what we want.”

    “Bull!” Cody shot back. His lightly freckled nose scrunching in disgust. “You city folk come here building fancy stores and tear down our land. Just leave us alone.”

    At that moment, Adam found his in. He found the deflection he was looking for. “Fine then! Show me your way of life. I’m not doing anything the rest of the day. Invite me over, and show me what ‘my people’ want to destroy!”

    Cody’s face relaxed to a slightly puzzled look. He looked at Adam inquisitively.

    “What? Got nothing, do you? Are you inviting me over or what?” Adam took a small step forward. He was about the same height as Cody. Their eyes locked in debate. Adam raised his eyebrows, making an expression to let know that the ball is in Cody’s court.

    Finally, after what seemed like way too long, Cody broke the silence. “Fine. Get on my bus.” Cody turned around and headed to one of the few buses that waited outside for the students. Adam smiled behind Cody’s back. He won his debate. Now he had to convince Cody he really was not a threat.

    As they walked to the bus, Adam couldn’t help but glance down at Cody in front of him. His jeans hugged his perfect teenage ass as he walked. His boots purposefully impacted the concrete beneath his feet as he walked. ‘Wow... A real life cowboy. Hot. Ha!’ Adam thought to himself as he followed Cody. He glanced down at himself and took note of his own shorts and sneakers. Yeah... He still had a city look.

    Adam quite frequently caught himself glancing at guys in gym class back at home. He knew he had interest in something besides girls, but it was never something he acted on. For now, Cody’s ass in those jeans was enough.

    The two boys got on the bus without saying a word. Cody sat down and pulled out his phone. Adam sat across from him and did the same. The bus pulled away, taking the boys away from their school lessons, and now on to Cody’s country living lessons.

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    In time, the bus came to Cody’s driveway, a couple nice cars sitting in it. “Let’s go,” Cody said without looking at Adam as he got up. Adam grabbed his backpack and followed. As Cody got off the last step of the bus, Adam noticed Cody briefly stop, then continue towards his house with a very slight limp from this left leg. It almost seemed as if Cody was trying to hide it. As the walk continued, it seemed to have vanished, so he let the observation go.

    “Let’s get right to it. Let me show you something you don’t have in the city.” He pointed to a well maintained barn a few hundred yards behind his house.

    “Do you have a place I can put my bag?” Adam did not want to carry his books around any longer then he had to.

    Cody thought for a quick second. They were just about to walk past his house, so he made a quick turn to it, gesturing for Adam to follow. They walked up the front steps, and Cody opened the door. He placed his bag right in side. “Put it here,” Cody said, gesturing next to his. “Hey, Mom! I’m going to show my friend from school the new stuff we did to the barn.”

    “Alright, Cody. Have fun!” His Mom yelled back to him from the next room.

    “Friend, huh?” Adam nudged Cody and smiled. It was a perfect smile. His cute face could light up any room, and deflect almost any negative situation.

    “Shut up.” Cody said sternly without hesitation. “It’s easier to say that compared to, ‘hey, Mom! I’m going to show this city boy what for out back.’” He turned his back to Adam and kept walking behind the house.

    “Right...” Adam rolled his eyes and followed. Glancing down again to enjoy the view.

    The boys walked to the barn. Cody opened the side door as the two walked in. Greeting them was a moderately lifted Ford F-150. Beautiful black paint. Hung on the walls were an assortment of tools, kayaks, bows and arrows, and some old road signs and advertisements. It was impressively immaculate. Cody kept going, unphased by what he saw daily. He kept walking to show Adam what he believed to be the best part of the barn.

    Beyond the next wall, through another door Cody gestured. “This... Is Shelby.”

    “Wow! Oh my gosh! He’s beautiful!” Adam’s face lit up. Greeting him was a white stallion that walked closer to the end of his stall to meet the new arrival.

    “I’ll bet you don’t have any of these in the city!” Cody smirked.

    “If you’ve seen Elf, you’d know we have some,” Adam joked as he approached the horse.

    Cody hid a confused look. He never saw the movie, so he didn’t get the reference. Adam gently pet the horse’s head. Shelby was very good with people and enjoyed the attention. Adam’s face was giddy with excitement. Despite his remark, he didn’t get to see too many horses in person, let alone touch them. He loved animals, so he was happy.

    Adam was more observant than people expected. He used it for his negotiation tactics, and he was about to take a shot at winning Cody’s trust. “Let me guess,” Adam started as he was gently petting Shelby. “He’s named after Carroll Shelby.”

    Cody’s jaw dropped. Carroll Shelby was a famous American race car pioneer. He later teamed up with Ford to make some very iconic cars. “How the fuck did you guess that!?” Cody shot back in disbelief.

    “Come on... There was a Mustang out front, an F-150 in here, and Ford signs on the wall. Then you tell me this guy’s name is Shelby? It’s a no-brainer.”

    Cody was once again at a loss for words. He glanced up to see a “Ford Parking Only” sign on the wall, right above his dad’s Ford hat that was sitting on a workbench.

    Adam turned to face Cody. “I like cars. Shoot... I like archery too. Kayaking... Going shooting... All the stuff you damn hillbillies like.” Adam put on an exaggerated country accent at the end to lighten the mood. “That’s why we moved out here. My family loves this stuff, and while my dad had a great job in the city, it wasn’t for us. This is,” Adam explained, lifting his arms up and out to show that he was truly where his family wanted to be.

    Cody took a couple steps toward Shelby and put his hand out, stroking his mane. His slight limp came back as he strolled over. “Well, alright then.”

    “What’s up with your leg?” Adam said without hesitation after noticing the limp again.

    “I don’t know. It’s been tense since yesterday. I had to move stuff up to the loft,” Cody replied, almost embarrassed, as he pointed up to the steep steps, the culprit in the corner.

    Adam walked over to a stool that was near the workbench with the hat on it. Cody watched inquisitively. “Sit down.” Adam demanded pointing at the stool.

    “What?”

    “Sit down, and take your boot off!”

    “What are you talking about!?” Cody’s voice grew in confusion.

    “Cody... Come over here, sit down, and take your damn boot off.” Adam demanded staring at Cody. Cody walked over with a confused look on his face, but not knowing what else to do, he slowly walked over. The limp in his left leg causing slight regret with each step. He sat down. “Take your boot off,” Adam reminded him.

    Cody reached down and slid the boot off, slightly grimacing from the tension in his leg as he did so, the immediate air being infused with the scent of leather and a slight touch of teenage sweat.

    “Roll your pant leg up.” Adam directed.

    “I don’t know what you’re...” Cody was cut off.

    “Here. I’ll do it.” Adam sat down in front of Cody. He grabbed the bottom of the jeans and carefully pushed his pant leg up to Cody’s knee, revealing in front of him a foot covered with a short white shock, and the stunning leg of a teenage boy. Thin hair jutting out from the calf down, and smooth, immaculate skin above. He cupped his hand right behind Cody’s knee. “Where does it hurt? Here, here, or here?” He asked, as he moved he hand down lower towards Cody ankle each time.

    Baffled at the whole interaction, Cody didn’t know what to do but answer. “Uhhh... The middle and higher. Why?”

    Adam answered by digging the palm of his hand into Cody’s calf muscle causing Cody to flinch. “Just shut the fuck up. I had some similar tension in my leg after intense soccer matches. The physical therapist inadvertently taught me a thing or two about how to fix it.” While still working, Adam glanced up at Cody’s cute boyish face and smiled. “’Inadvertently’ means she accidentally or unintentionally taught me how to do this. I know that’s a big word for you people.” Adam shot his stunning smile at the helpless boy in front of him, then looked back down at Cody’s leg.

    Cody chuckled, then continued to sit in silence, occasionally letting out a grunt as Adam forced himself into his muscles. Adam, while just trying to help, couldn’t help but start to get aroused. Cody was unbelievably cute, and now, he had control over him. His leg had just the right amount of muscle, his skin was perfectly smooth, the hair at the bottom was thin and new, and the slight scent of a young, working cowboy teased Adam’s nose. He kept working his hand into his muscles, removing the tension from Cody’s leg, as the tension grew inside Adam’s shorts. After a few minutes, Adam gently placed Cody leg down and got up.

    “That should do it. Stretch it out a bit, and you should be good.” Adam wiped his hands off in his shirt. “I’ve got to get back home. I’m going to call my brother to pick me up. I’m coming back tomorrow to see Shelby again, and you’re going to show me what’s been done to that F-150.” Adam confidently turned around and began to walk away, grabbing is phone and searching for his brother’s number.

    Cody slipped on his boot and stood up. While sore from Adam’s hands, the tension was gone! “Well, okay.” Cody uttered flabbergasted. “Uhhh... Thanks,” he followed up with sheepishly.

    “Don’t mention it, hillbilly!” Adam yelled from the other side of the barn as he walked out to grab his bag at the house, phone up to his ear as it rang. He was giving the orders. He was in charge. His confident stride carried him off. Another win in his negotiation tactics.

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    Adam got out of his brother’s classic Ford Ranger. He stayed after school for a bit to help reorganize some stuff at the gym. Since he missed Cody’s bus, he got his brother to help out again.

    “Mom’s picking you up later. I’ve had enough of being your chauffeur this week!” His brother yelled to Adam.

    Adam casually gave him the finger and smiled as he turned his back to his brother, walking to Cody’s house. He strolled down the driveway, past the house, and straight to the barn. He knocked on the side door as he let himself in. “Yo!” Adam causally called out, entering with authority.

    Cody was carrying a box across the room as Adam walked in. He wore jeans once again, a very clean white t-shirt, his boots, and of course his cowboy hat. “Hey.” He said as he put the box down. He walked over to Adam and extended his hand. It seems as if all prior hatred had vanished. He was a country gentleman.

    Adam extended his and shook Cody’s hand. Each boy had smooth skin. ‘Maybe he’s not such a tough cowboy after all,’ Adam thought to himself. “How’s the leg?” he asked looking down, briefly pausing to catching the fact that jeans did more than just make his backside look good.

    “It’s fantastic!” Cody exclaimed with a smile. For the first time, Adam got to see his cute boyish face show excitement. His lightly freckled cheeks grinning with an honest appreciate from Adam’s hands. “Thank you again.”

    “No problem.” Adam said that, and meant it. Rolling up Cody’s jeans yesterday and rubbing his leg seemed like a treat. “Show me the truck. My brother picked up an ’88 Ford Ranger when we moved out here, but this is a little newer.”

    Cody chuckled as he walked over to the truck. “A little. It’s a 2018 with the five liter V8. My Dad and I put a three inch lift on it.”

    “Why is it in here and not on a mountain somewhere?”

    “We’re doing some work on it to tune it up. Plugs, wires, and stuff like that. Soon we’ll be assaulting New York with it.” Cody giggled giving Adam a gentle shove on his shoulder.

    Adam stumbled a little to his side. “Very funny,” he replied without changing his serious expression.

    Cody took notice and attempted to lighting the mood. “Don’t worry... That was a joke. Lighten up!”

    The day went on. Cody showed him the stuff around the barn, Adam told some stories about heading to upstate New York to enjoy the nature, and and of course they spent time with Shelby. All hostility from Cody seemed to have vanished. He was charming, cute, and Adam couldn’t help but be infatuated with his intoxicating eyes.

    “You mentioned you played soccer? That’s how you learned the stuff with the leg?” Cody asked as he sat down on a stool in the corner of the barn.

    “Yeah. For a few years. The physical therapist was hot, so I wasn’t always in a much pain as I let on.” The two boys laughed. There was a short pause, until Cody broke it.

    “Do you do shoulders too? The crap I had to move around made them tight as fuck.”

    “I can try.” Adam walked behind Cody, bringing another stool over that was near him. He placed it behind Cody, sat down, and placed his hands on his shoulders. He rolled his fingers over the front of his shoulders, and pressed his thumbs into his back. “Damn dude! You’re not kidding!” The poor boy was tense for sure.

    “I told you!”

    “Just relax. Let’s see...” Adam began going to work on his shoulders. Moving his thumbs around, trying to ease the muscles on the cowboy’s back. After a couple minutes, he noticed his shoulders were getting more relaxed. He figured he should try to help him out some more. He slowly moved his hands down the boy’s back working out any knot he could find. Cody let out deep breaths each time a new spot of pain vanished.

    Adam finally got to his lower back. He looked down at his hands, but also noticed his shorts. He was hard as a rock. Touching this boy was doing something to himself. He noticed Cody never said anything about his hands getting lower. ‘Why not?’ He thought to himself. He snuck his fingertips under Cody’s shirt, touching the soft, teenage skin of the cowboy.

    He pressed his fingers in harder, and slowly worked them up the back of the boy. Cody kept breathing. His skin was so smooth. Adam was close to his shoulders again, hands still under Cody’s shirt. Adam opened his legs and slid his stool closer to Cody. Adam’s knees now rested against Cody’s hips. Adam leaned in and kept working his hands. And breathed in slowly through his nose. Cody smelled amazing, like teen spirit. He took his hands out from under his shirt to get a better grasp on his shoulders.

    He slid in just a little closer, knees now resting against the sides of Cody’s thighs. He pressed his hands into Cody again, leaned in closer. His cheek brushed up against Cody’s neck as he took in another breath of Cody. What happened next absolutely shocked Adam. Cody, with his eyes close slowly lifted his head up and let out the unmistakable sound of a moan. Adam couldn’t help but try his luck some more after hearing that.

    He slid up his stool even more. Now, he was straddling Cody. His rock hard dick subtly resting up against Cody’s lower back. Adam moved his hand down, rubbing Cody’s arms. Lower, lower, and lower. His skin was so inviting. He was glad to be beyond the sleeves, and touching the skin of the boy in front of him again. Once he got to Cody’s forearms that were sitting in his lap, Adam slowly took his hands off his arms, and rested them on the sides of Cody’s legs. He slowly pulled them back to his waist, learning in one more time for another breath of fresh air, nudging his cheek against Cody’s neck more intentionally this time. Another moan.

    Adam slid his hands under Cody’s arms. He felt it. Cody was hard. Very hard. His jeans were tight with lust. Cody let out another gentle moan. Slowly Adam rubbed his hands over Cody’s boyhood. Cody responded instinctively by sliding back harder into Cody’s body. Cody was pressed up against him. There was no way Cody didn’t feel Adam’s dick against his back.

    Adam’s hands continued to work. He slid them up to Cody’s belt. After unbuckling it without resistance, he then moved to the button on his jeans. No resistance again. Finally he grabbed his zipper, he began to pull it down as he leaned in and whispered into Cody’s ear, “I see your back isn’t the only thing that’s tense,” following up with a gentle kiss to the same ear.

    Cody arched his back and moaned again, right as Adam got the zipper all the way down. He gently reached into the slit of Cody’s boxers and grabbed his smooth, innocent, teenage dick. He wrapped his fingers around his six inches and worked it out from behind his boxers, exposing it to the fresh Montana air that cycled through the barn.

    Adam worked his hand up and down. Pushing Cody’s dick away so it was vertical. He began to move his hand faster. Cody’s whole body began to relax. Adam took his other hand and slid it under the front of Cody’s shirt, sliding his hand across the boy’s smooth body. No hair, no muscle tone. Such a turn on to Adam. Cody was a cowboy twink. What a concept. He kept jerking the cowboy with his right hand, and moving his left hand up to the boy’s chest, still under his shirt.

    He press his face against Cody’s neck, gently kissing him. Cody began to squirm. He felt the boy’s dick stiffen. He began to breath heavily.

    “Adam... Adam... I’m gonna... I’m, gonna cum...”

    Adam grabbed Cody’s shirt and lifted it up. Right as he did, he felt the smooth skinned, hard dick in his hand pulse as Cody continued to squirm. He slowed his pace down as the boy released himself. He felt the warm cum drip onto his hand. The pulsing slowed, and Cody’s heavy breathing tamed. They both sat... Adam clutching the boy from behind, the cowboy’s dick still in Adam’s hand. Both boys relaxed.

    Eventually Adam released his grip. He stood up and flung the boy’s cum off his hand. Cody’s perfect and smooth dick was still exposed and rock hard. Adam walked in front of Cody. He grabbed the front of Cody’s cowboy hat and pulled it back, allowing the boy’s soft hair to be free. He leaned in, closed his eyes, and gently pressed his lips against the boys. They were soft, warm, and inviting. Cody closed his eyes too. The moment was pure bliss. Adam pulled away and placed Cody’s hat on his own head.

    “You can get your hat back tomorrow after school.” He said as he turned his back to Cody and began to walk away. Cody watched as Adam walked to the end of the barn, still in a state of euphoria. Adam opened the side door and stepped out. He paused. Slowly he turned around to look at Cody. He stared deep into his beautiful eyes and smiled... “When it’s my turn.”