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Rodeo Girl

... she had not told me she loved me and a part of me felt insecure, but I now considered that just to be a detail. I told her I was going to talk to Elaine and that maybe she could help out with the Rodeo and come and stay for a while. She loved the idea and gave me a tight hug and really sexy kiss and we fixed the date.

Suddenly I realised how complicated my life had become. My heart raced and I felt sick as I asked Karen how we should deal with Elaine and Rob, fearing she would back out. I think I would have. But she was not me and was completely chilled about it. After giving me another massive kiss, she told me that in her line of work she was hardly expecting an exclusivity deal and there was absolutely nothing that would keep her apart from me. I kissed her back and, to put it crudely, almost sucked her face off. Love might not be a word in her vocabulary but she certainly knew how to express it in the most meaningful way.

When I asked Elaine about Karen coming to stay after enjoying one of her fabulous dinners, she was happy for me, but I could also see that she looked slightly lost. I told her Karen knew about my feelings for her and that we were lovers and was fine about it. I deliberately used the present tense. She blushed a deep purple and gave me a massive hug and then a kiss. To prove my point I kissed her very tenderly and affectionately, but I slept on my own that night as my mind was with Karen now all of the time and whatever happened next was down to ...

... her.

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15 Weekend in the Country

The next weekend George brought up the mechanical bronc and roping rig in a trailer towed by a RV. He also brought this guy Jack along who would be staying with us until the rodeo helping to get everything organised and generally helping out. I found out he was really Jacques and he was a French Canadian. Jacques was short, but pretty ripped with a chiselled jaw and appeared all man, but just had that certain look about him. Slightly too well groomed and a certain attitude. When I questioned George as to whether he was gay, he assured me that he was, and not only that, exclusively a bottom. I was a bit surprised, but according to George, and I never actually found out in person, he was so big down there that it was painful for him to get erect and girls had refused to allow him near them. As a teenager he had discovered the delights of anal pleasure as a release and never looked back.

I still found it hard to believe he was a submissive, especially when he stripped his shirt off while assembling the bronc in the barn. What a body! It reminded me of the time Rob had caught me spying on him, and just as I was thinking that the bulge in his shorts was quite obscene, I had to quickly wipe the smile off my face as I noticed Rob standing in the barn door, leaning nonchalantly against the jamb. I could see he was thinking exactly the same as me. I interrupted Jack (as he insisted on being called) and introduced him to Rob who ...