A Day In The Life-by
Koldkock
I threw
the covers back and sat up on the side of my bed with my arms restin' on my
thighs and my hands danglin' between my legs. I looked over at the window and
saw that the sun hadn't come up yet and I yawned loudly as I stood and
stretched and headed over ta the water basin. After washin', combin' my hair
and dressin', I walked over and headed out the door.
"Long night?" Nick asked, smilin' as he came down the hall.
"Didn't sleep well last night," I confessed.
"Bad dreams?" he asked worriedly as we went down the stairs together.
"Unh uh," I said, "just a lot on my mind."
"Boy the only thing you should have on your mind today is bustin'
broncos!" Nick informed me.
"I'll keep that in mind," I said, stiflin' a yawn.
"Now take me for example," he continued, "I slept like a baby
last night and you know why....?"
"'Cause ya got the mentality of a two year old?" I asked.
He gave me a mean scowl and continued, "No!" he said, "it's
because I git up every morning and thank my lucky stars for bein' alive! I
thank God for my family and for everythin' we've got. Then I sit and enjoy a
hearty breakfast with the people I love, after that I go out and do a hard day
of honest work and after that I..!"
"Nicholas must you shout?" mother asked from her chair as we entered
the kitchen.
"Good mornin' mother," Nick said as he walked over to the buffet and
piled bacon, eggs, sausage and biscuits on his plate.
"Good mornin' mother," I said as I followed Nick over to the buffet
and started pilin' up the grub.
Jarrod soon joined us with Audra right on his heels. After wishin' each other a
good mornin' we all sat down ta eat. Mother said grace and then she looked over
at me.
"Are you feeling alright Heath?" she asked, "you look a little
tired this morning."
I offered her a weak smile, "I'm fine mother, just a little trouble
sleepin' is all."
"Oh?" she said worriedly.
"It's because he worries too much mother," Nick interjected,
"you'd think he was ninety years old the way he worries! Now take me for
example..."
"Nick please," mother said.
I looked over and gave her a silent thank you.
"You should have slept in this morning," mother said ta me, and boy
howdy, what'd she say that for! Nick liked ta choked on his coffee!
"Sleep in!" Nick shouted, "boy the day I catch you sleepin' in
around here you'd better be on your death bed!"
"Nicholas please!" mother said as sis giggled behind her napkin,
"now if Heath isn't feeling well this morning then I think he should take
the day off. It's what I would expect from any of you....."
"Mother if I took a day off everytime I didn't feel well, nothin' would
ever git done on this ranch!" Nick bellowed, "this is a workin'
ranch! A man can't take the day off because he has a bad dream!"
"It wasn't a bad dream Nick," I said quietly as I buttered my
biscuit.
He looked over at me with a scowl, "Then what was it!" he demanded.
"Just a lotta things on my mind," I said.
"Well now," Nick said leaning back in his chair and placing his elbow
on the back of it, "you're young, healthy, wealthy, ya got a lovin'
family, for some inexplicable reason, women seem ta take to ya.....exactly what
kinda problems could ya have on your mind that keep ya up all night!"
"Oh Nick really!" mother said in exasperation, "has it ever
occurred to you that being fortunate in life does not necessarily mean that you
worry any less."
"No mother," Nick said as he stuffed a biscuit into his mouth,
"somehow that never occurred to me."
"Do you want to talk about it Heath?" she asked looking over at me.
I smiled over at her, "Maybe later," I said.
Nick stood and said, "Well c'mon boy! We gotta ranch ta run!"
"Heath take it easy today," mother said, as Nick and me walked out
the door.
Thankfully she didn't hear Nick mumble, "Over my dead body....." as he
slammed the front door behind us.
The postin' lasted all mornin' and into the afternoon and with the hot sun
beatin' down on us and the temperature risin' by the second, it didn't take
long for me, Nick and the hands ta git ta feelin' dehydrated. We must've put
away a couple gallons of water a piece. Soon as you'd drink it down, the heat
would just sap it right back outta ya. We shored up the fences in the east
pasture and posted some new ones down around the spring. We were gittin' that
heard in from Modesto next week and Nick wanted that new fence up before they
got here. With the new line of fencin' up, that would add thirty more acres to
our grazin area and give the herd a place ta drink without ever havin' ta leave
the fenced in area. Not long after we got the fencin' done, one of the
stallions broke loose and took off toward the south end. It took me and Nick
about three hours ta run 'em down and git a rope 'round 'im.
"Now Heath if you had cut off to the left like I told ya, we would've had
'im boxed in!" Nick yelled.
"If I'd gone to the left, he still could've doubled back and gotten up
inta them hills," I told 'im.
"Doubled back!" Nick said, lookin' at me incredulously, "not
with me on his flank he wouldn't!"
"Nick ya can't be in two places at one time," I said.
"Well I wouldn't have ta be if you had boxed 'im in like I told ya!"
he bellowed, "we wasted three hours on this and we still gotta git those
broncs busted today so Meyers can come out and pick 'em up tomorrow!"
"Well I got faith in ya Nick," I said smilin' over at 'im as we
headed back to the ranch with the stallion in tow, "if anybody can get the
job done, you're the man ta do it."
I couldn't help but chuckle as he scowled at me and let a stream of cuss words
fly. As we rode back I thought about everythin' that Nick said at breakfast
this mornin' and I realized that he was right. I got a lot ta be thankful for.
From now on I'm not gonna spend my nights tossin' and turnin' and wonderin' if
I deserve everthin' that God has gifted me with. He gives ya what he wants ya
ta have and if he doesn't want ya ta have it, he can just as easily take it
away from ya. So from now on, instead of stayin' up late wonderin' why me, I
think I'll just be thankful for all his blessin's.
"Stay with 'im Nick! Stay with 'im!"
"He's going to lose him!" Jarrod said anxiously.
I looked over at my oldest brother and the worry was etched clearly on his
face. I looked back at Nick in the coral tryin' ta break that bronc, or more
aptly put, that bronc was tryin' ta break him!"
"Ride 'im Nick! Ride 'im!" I knew that somewhere in the back of 'is
mind, he could hear me cheerin' 'im on, as I've heard 'im cheerin' me on so
many times in the past when it was me up in that saddle gettin' a work out, but
when you're the one bustin' that bronc, all ya can think about is stayin' up,
cause if ya go down, you're gonna hurt a whole lot more than ya pride.
I watched my stubborn big brother, all two hundred lean, mean pounds of 'im
tryin' ta tame an even more stubborn eleven hundred pound bronc. I couldn't
help but smile at the determination of the both of 'em. Each one of 'em tryin'
ta best the other. Who would win? Who would best who? Who would reign supreme
this day?
"What are you grinning about?" Jarrod asked as he looked over at me.
"Oh nuthin'," I told 'im, "just tryin' ta figure out where Nick
ends and that bronc begins."
Jarrod smiled back at me, "Probably somewhere near the rear," he said
winkin' at me.
Well that just about did it, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Nobody throws
out those zingers like that better than Jarrod.
Finally the bronc begin ta tire. That's what did 'im in. Whereas he's longer on
stamina than he is on stubbornness, brother Nick is just the opposite. He'll
tire out long before that bronc ever does, but it's 'is stubbornness that'll
keep 'im goin'. He trotted that beauty 'round the coral a couple a times just
ta show 'im, and us, who's boss. He steered 'im to the middle of the coral and
dismounted as ol' Ned and George Hendricks ran over ta take his lead. Nick
walked over ta me and Jarrod with the biggest and proudest grin I ever seen on
his face.
"Well now dear brothers," he bragged, "I do believe that's the
way us experts do it!"
"Never doubted you for a minute brother Nick," Jarrod said as he
patted 'im on 'is back."
"I knew ya could do it all along," I told 'im.
"Is that right," he said, eyeing me suspiciously, "well then
maybe you can hand over that ten bucks ya lost ta Jarrod bettin' against me and
he can take me inta town and buy me a drink with it."
He reached over and mussed my hair as he smiled at me, "C'mon," he
said as he climbed over the coral fence, "lets go git cleaned up and head
inta town! I got a powerful thirst and a naggin' hunger I need satisfied!"
"Well, Silas just finished cookin' supper," I told 'im, "we can
git a bite ta eat before we leave."
He stopped in his tracks and stared at me with his fists on his hips,
"Heath," he said, "I thought you'd been around. When a man says
he's got a naggin'
hunger, he ain't talkin' 'bout food boy!"
"Eloquent as ever," Jarrod said, as he walked past us and went inside
the house. Me and Nick followed and raced up the stairs ta see who'd git to the
tub first.
"Well now," Nick said as he looked at his playin' cards, "I'll
see your five, and I'll raise ya ten," he said as he added fifteen dollars
to the pot in the center of the table. He puffed on his cigar and accepted the
shot of whiskey that Annabelle brought over to 'im, "thank ya 'Belle,
"he drawled, "stick with me honey, and you'll be ridin' with a
winner!"
I chuckled as Jarrod looked over at me and rolled his eyes.
"Oh I intend to cowboy," 'Belle said, as she rubbed his shoulders
from behind. Nick looked over at me and winked.
I smiled and shook my head and sipped my beer.
"Well," I said, "I'll see your fifteen and I'll raise
ya......." I counted my dwindlin' funds, "another....three," I
said.
"Three!" Nick roared, "this is a man's game boy! If you're gonna
bet, bet like a man!"
"I call," Jarrod said, addin' eighteen to the pot.
"I fold," Buck said, throwin' his cards down on the table in disgust.
"I call," Johnny said, countin' out his bills and addin' 'em to the
pot.
"All right," Nick said, smiling happily, lets see what cha can do
with that?" he lay his hand on the table and spread the cards so that we
could all see 'em....."Four aces!" Nick said happily.
"Well, that does me in," Johnny said dejectedly as he threw his cards
down and got up and walked over to the bar.
"Me too" Jarrod said as he laid his cards down. He picked up his shot
of whiskey and emptied his glass. Takin' out his pocket watch he checked the
time and sat back in his chair..."whenever you uh....gentlemen are
ready," he said.
Nick smiled up at 'Belle and stuck his hands out to grab the pot.
"Not so fast big brother," I said. I laid my cards down and spread
them the way Nick had earlier, "I do believe a straight flush beats four
of kind," I said.
Nick's cigar dangled precariously from the corner of his mouth as he looked on
in surprise, "Well I'll be damned," he muttered.
I chuckled and reached out and grabbed the pot. Nick sat back in his chair and
slowly rubbed his chin while watching me collect my winnings.
"Somethin' the matter big brother?" I asked as I gathered up the
bills.
"I'm just not sure Heath," Nick said thoughtfully, "but when I
find out, believe me, you'll be the first ta know!"
I winked at him and smiled.
"Well now", Annabelle said as she walked from behind Nick's chair and
walked over and stood behind mine, "What say you and me go upstairs and do
a little celebratin'," she said as she started ta rub my shoulders.
"Now wait a minute!" Nick bellowed.
"Unh uh," I interrupted, "the lady wants ta ride with a winner
Nick," I said as I pocketed the bills. I stood and put my arm 'round
'Belle's waist, "don't wait up for me," I told Nick and Jarrod as I
allowed 'Belle ta lead me up ta her room. I could hear Jarrod chucklin' as we
walked away.
We got up to her room and boy howdy, she didn't waste no time. She was all over
me. She slammed me back against the door and kissed me as she slid her hand
down between my legs. I moaned into her mouth as she stroked me. I raised my
hands and cupped her full breasts and ran my thumbs back and forth across her
nipples. She unbuttoned my pants and stuck her hand inside and the feel of her
soft warm hand on my cock made my breath catch in my throat. I could feel my
balls tighten up as she stroked me. I pulled her corset down and looked at her
rosy nipples. I couldn't wait ta git them in my mouth. She arched her back and
lifted her breasts up to me and I leaned down and took each one of 'em into my
mouth. She threw her head back and moaned as I licked and sucked on one nipple
and then the other. I shuddered as she ran her thumb over the tip of my cock
and spread my precum all over the head. She pushed me back against the door and
without taking her beautiful blue eyes off of mine, she slowly knelt down in
front of me. My cock twitched in anticipation. She leaned forward and lightly
touched the tip of her tongue to the tip of my cock. She ran her tongue up and
down the slit and squeezed out more of my precum. "Ahhh......." I
moaned as she took the head into her mouth and sucked on it. I gently thrust my
hips back and forth and watched as my hard cock slid in and out of her sweet
mouth. "Ah 'Belle..." I moaned, "suck it baby, oh yeah, suck it
good...." she eased my pants down and cupped my balls, squeezing them and
kneading them. She took my throbbing cock out of her mouth and leaned down and
tongued my balls, licking them and sucking them as she stroked me. My breath
was comin' in ragged gasps by now and my heart was poundin' in my chest. I
pulled her up from her knees, "I need ta be inside you baby," I
moaned, as I pushed her over to the bed. We removed our clothes and she scooted
back on the bed on her back with her legs bent at the knees. I climbed up
between her legs and reached down and found her little bud. She moaned and
arched her hips up into my hand as I stroked it with my thumb. "Oh Heath....."
she moaned. I can't even tell ya how it made me feel to hear her call my name
like that. I felt like the king of the world knowin' that I was the reason that
she was so wet, knowin' that it was my cock that she wanted inside of her. I
leaned down and licked her little bud and she arched her hot clit up into my
mouth. I went down further and lapped up her sweet nectar, enjoying the musky
smell and taste of it. "Oh fuck me Heath," she begged, "put your
hard cock inside of me." I smiled and lifted my head from between her
legs. "Whatever ya say darlin'," I said, as I climbed up between her
legs. I took my cock in my hand and guided it towards her wet entrance but when
she lifted her hips, I slid the tip of it back and forth over her clit. We both
moaned as the friction liked ta drove us over the edge. She looked up at me
through slitted eyes and begged, "Put it in me Heath...please put it in
me....." With that, I stuck the tip of my cock inside her wetness. Her
walls clamped down on me and I had ta bite my lip ta keep from cryin' out. I
leaned over her and inched my way slowly inside her. I lay down on top of her
and started thrustin' in and out. God it felt so good! She was so wet and she
kept grippin' me with her inner muscles. I knew if she kept that up, that I was
gonna cum right then and there. "Harder!" she cried. I thrust harder,
deeper, faster. I grabbed on to the bedsheets and rammed my hard cock in and
out of her. She cried out as she wrapped her legs around my waist and dug her
nails into my back. "Yes! Oh god yes!" she cried, as she thrust her
hips up against me. Suddenly she went still and grabbed my ass as her muscles
constricted around me. She let out a long, sexy moan as she came with me still
thrustin' inside her. I pounded into her and I could feel it cummin' up from my
balls as they tightened up. My cock grew harder inside her and with a loud
groan, my body shuddered as I shot my cum inside her. I threw my head back as
sweat dripped down my face and onto her luscious breasts. She used her mucsles
to milk every last drop of cum out of my now softenin' cock. Man, she felt so
good that if there had been a preacher in the room, I'd've married her right
there. I lifted myself off her and lay down beside her. She curled up in my
arms and I held her tight as we talked quietly in the night. A short time
later, she slid her hand down and started strokin' my cock again. Once she had
me good and hard, she eased down the bed and took it in her mouth. I lay there
with a smile on my face as she sucked and licked and nipped my cock and balls.
We went at it for the next few hours, neither one of us fell asleep and we'd
take short breaks here and there and then go at it again. Boy howdy that woman
knows how ta please a man!
Four hours later, I was headed home with a pleasant buzzin' in my head and a
silly grin on my face, 'One thing about that
'Belle,' I thought ta myself, 'she
sure knows how ta make a man feel like a man!'
I took Charger inta the stable and unsaddled 'im and brushed 'im down. He was
as beautiful as the first day I saw 'im. His red coat glistened in sunlight,
moonlight and lantern light. He flicked his ears and swished his tail as I
talked quietly to 'im. This was our time together. After all the work was done
and the tools had been put away, after the sun had gone down and the men had
gone ta bed. This was the time of day that I enjoyed most. The quiet time. The
time ta reflect on all I've lost and all I've gained. The time ta say thank ya
for my family, for their love, for my life. These are the things that I say out
loud ta Charger. The things that I have in my heart and in my mind. The things
that keep me up late at night and fill my days with pride and happiness, and
yes, sometimes even sadness. But it is all a part of who I am, who I always
will be, and who my family accepts me as. I sighed as tears ran down my face.
Unbidden tears, tears I wasn't afraid or embarrassed ta cry in front of my
constant companion. He whinnied and nudged my chest with his magnificent head
and I smiled and stroked his face.
"You know who we are?" I asked 'im, as he chewed a cube of sugarcane
that I'd offered 'im, "you and me are the two luckiest guys on the face of
the earth." He whinnied louder and swished his tail and I took that as a
sign that he was agreein' with me. I gave 'im one last stroke and left the
stable. I walked in the house and quietly closed the door behind me, not
wanting ta wake up the family. As I walked over to the stairs, Nick came up
behind me.
"You alright boy?" he whispered.
"Nick!" I whispered back, startled, "whaddya doin' up this time
a night?"
"Couldn't sleep," he said.
I stared at 'im intently in the dark, "Bad dreams?" I asked.
He put 'is arm around my shoulder and said, "Nah, good dreams. Dreams
about findin' a brother and a friend."
I smiled at 'im as my heart filled with pride and love.
"Let's go ta bed," he said wearily. We walked up the stairs arm in
arm. Neither one of us bothered ta wipe away the unbidden tears.
THE END