BOOGER RED & COWBOY V

CHAPTER V~

There is a lot of desolate country between Mason and El Paso. Ft. Stockton is little more than a glorified Truck Stop. Yet, it’s a pretty good stretch from there to the border of New Mexico. We didn’t push it too hard and stayed the night in a cheap Motel in Ft. Stockton.

Big Beryl and I stayed together. I didn’t want to have to wait for my initiation. Besides, I really liked the old Man. I thought he was sexy. He was! I thought Leon was big. Sweet Jesus! No wonder they called him Big Beryl.

I had been broken in by the best and had no problem accommodating this Big Man. They don’t call me Cowboy for nothing. Hell, there’s nothing I’m afraid to ride! I asked him after the second Fuck how many times I had to go through initiation.

“Tell you get it right, Son! Tell you get it right!” He smiled at me wickedly.
“Well, then, Master Beryl, could I have another ride?”
“See what we can do, Cowboy! I’ll speak to the judges!” We would hug and laugh together. I was damn good and he knew it, so was he!!

We got a lot of raised eyebrows the next morning at Breakfast and Big Beryl just let the son’s of bitches squirm. He winked at me and I knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted them to ask! Bull just had to know!

“Well, Dad! Is our Cowboy gonna’ past initiation?”
“You know Bull! All this time, I thought they called him Cowboy ‘cause he was a Rodeo Man. Well, he’s that alright! But that’s not why they call him Cowboy!”

“It’s not?” Asked Bull walking right into a set up.
“That Man can ride anything! All I can say is he’s one Hell of a Cowpoke! But, if’n you invite him to your bed, just don’t let him wear his spurs! He damn near killed this old Man!!” They all had a good laugh. I loved that old Man. He was a treasure! We spent many a night after that in each other’s arms.

We arrived in Tucson early that evening. We were gonna’ stay in another Motel until the next morning but I called Dad Yates and he wouldn’t hear of it.

“No way! You guys ain’t a’ gonna’ stay in no fucking Motel! Now where are you?”
I told him and he gave me instructions to take the road south of town and he’d meet us at a Texaco Station about five miles down that road. We took the road and there he was in his Truck waiting for us. I introduced him all around and we followed him to his Ranch.

It was a big Ranch with a huge barn and well kept corrals. Horses and cattle all over the place. Irrigated for animal feed crops. He had a nice operation. He didn’t have to run it alone. He had several hired hands and an older Woman for a cook and house keeper. She was an employee and had her own trailer for her and her teenage Son who lived with her and worked on the Ranch too.

He had an enormous, rambling, Santa Fe style adobe, Ranch House.
The damn thing had a second story with four bedrooms upstairs and four downstairs. There was an enclosed, private courtyard, with swimming pool and two Spas. One on the pool and another self contained.

His cook had dinner on the table when we got there. Fried Chicken and all the fixings. Damn it was good and Mrs. Russell was a damn fine Cook!
She kept his house spotless. He really had a nice place.

He gave everyone choice of rooms that were neat, clean and had comfortable beds. Better than a fucking Motel by a long shot. Each room had it’s own private bath. I didn’t choose a room right away.

“Where would you like to stay, Son? You have the run of the place.”
“Well, I know where I’d like to stay Dad!” He smiled knowing what I meant.

“Hell! Throw your stuff in my room then. It’s the biggest one downstairs. Buck’s room is right across the hall. I don’t allow anyone in there anymore. You and I will go in there after your Friends leave.”

I understood. I threw my shit in his room and started to relax. My Buddies were not shy Men and after a few Beers and such a good meal they headed straight for the Spa’s and pool. Dan Yates and I joined them. He felt comfortable after having dinner with them. Bull kept going on about following Cowboy anywhere, ‘cause every where we follow him we get the best chow. We all laughed with him. I told Dad Yates about the feed at the Twissleman’s and he was impressed.

I almost fainted when I saw Dan Yates in the nude. I don’t know why I should have been surprised but he was almost a duplicate physically of my beloved Buck. I got a tear in my eye as I just stared at him. He walked slowly to me and took me in his arms.

“It’s alright, Son! I know what you’re thinking. I’m not Buck!”
“I’m sorry Dad! I’ll be alright.” He held me at arms length and looked at my scars that were still purple and bruised looking. He touched my shoulder wound and then my leg near my inner thigh. He got tears in his eyes and just shook his head as he pulled me to his chest and held me.

My Buddies surprised Dad Yates with their conversation. He was amazed that they were intelligent, caring, sensitive Men! They knew a lot about a lot of things and expressed opinions. We had a great time and ended up in his bed together with him holding me. I could tell he’d never held a Man before and was a little uncomfortable.

“You don’t know how many times in the past I wanted to hold Buck like this, Billy! Just to be near to him! Closer! Not necessarily anything sexual! Just to let him know how much I loved him. Maybe pet him a little! But I guess that’s sick for a Man to want to hold his Son close!”

“Not at all, Dad! Depends on the Son! I spent all last week sleeping in my Dad’s arms. I needed my old Man to hold me and whisper to me that everything was gonna’ be O.K.! I pleasured him every night and I’m proud of it, Dad! I needed him and he needed me!”

“It may never happen again ‘cause he has my Uncle Joe for a steady love but what we shared we will have for ourselves the rest of our lives. God! I love my old Man and my Uncle Bud was my real Father! Still, I love that old Man that raised me every bit as much as I loved Uncle Bud. He will always be my Dad, my old Man!! Uncle Bud was my Father but he will always be Uncle Bud!”

“Buck wanted it from you too, Dad!”
“How do you know that?”
“He told me! His exact words were: I wish I could’ve had a relationship with my Dad like you and your Uncle Bud had! My Dad never knew it but I not only loved him as my Father I loved him as a Friend!” Dad Yates started weeping quietly and I put my arms around him to hold him. I started crying too.

“I never knew!” He cried softly.
“Would you have given him what he wanted if you had known, Dad?”
“I’ve thought about it a lot and I wouldn’t have before knowing you and your Uncle Bud. What a fine Man! But it hasn’t seemed to harm you! If anything, you’re one of the strongest, finest young Men I’ve ever met!”

“The night before he was to leave to visit you then return to Ft. Ord, he let me hold him while laying across the bed. I told him I just had to hold him I was so afraid of losing him. He didn’t resist! In fact he turned into my arms to hold me in turn and we cried with each other. We were both afraid! We soothed each others fears. That was the closest my Son and I ever got and I thank God for that! I think we both knew in our hearts we’d never see each other again.”

“No wonder my Boy fell in love with you! To be honest I think I fell in love with the both of you, you and Bud, before Buck ever noticed you! I knew the two of you were in love. The way you looked at each other! Even the way you worked together in the Arena. You both loved what you were doing and sharing with each other! The two of you were magic to watch!”

“I could just see the way you related to each other that what you had was deeper than just Uncle and Nephew. Hell, you and your Uncle were a handsome couple and you looked enough like him to be his fucking twin.”

“You should have heard the talk among the Rodeo crowd. They thought the two of you were what Rodeoing should be about. Two fine, good looking Cowboys that were tops in their area. Generous, humble and gracious to a fault.”

“Then when I found out you and Buck were going to Nam together I couldn’t have been happier! After that week you spent together at your place and the letters I got back from Buck, I knew......I just knew! I was thrilled that he felt that way for you. So you see, I can’t help but love you too!”

“You’ve never been with a Man before, have you Dad?”
“No, Son, I haven’t but I’ve wanted to! I want to now! I’m just not real sure what to do!”

“Well, Dad! I can’t tonight! I have to tell Buck goodbye tomorrow and ask his blessing. I know it’ll be alright! He would dance a jig knowing I was just laying in your arms this evening.”

“My Friends want to go with us to the grave yard. They were with me to say goodbye to Ken and Rowley, so I have to include them with saying goodbye to Buck as well. I love them Dad! They’ve been good and caring to me. Then after they take off, we’ll take it slow and I’ll do my damnedest to please you!”

“I’d like to stay with you for a while if that’s alright with you, Sir!”
“Son, you’re welcome to come and live here if you wish! Nothing would make me happier! Sounds like you know your mind and we both need to respect what you want to do tomorrow. So lets get some sleep and be fresh for tomorrow.”

“You were counting on something, weren’t you, Dad?”
“Not counting, hoping, not really knowing what to hope for!”
“Fuck it Dad! You’re harder than a rail! Lay back and let your Boy take care of you! I’ll tell Buck tomorrow that you needed me. He’ll be jealous but he’ll understand!”

I don’t think I ever got any Man off faster in my life than Dan Yates. I made love to his big prick and went down on him three or four good times and bamm!! He shot, and shot, and shot down my throat and into my waiting mouth his sweet, hot, Cowboy come. Tasted just like Buck’s!
Was it good?! I wanted more but I didn’t want him to think bad of me.
I’d get some more in the morning.

As it turned out we made love after that and he held me close all night in his big arms. In the wee hours of the morning I took him again. Then I took him again after we woke up. He didn’t want to get out of bed! He kept making love to me and I wasn’t holding back.

Finally, I got him to the shower and bathed him. He had never had anyone pamper him and loved it. I toweled him dry and rubbed his back for him. I helped him on with his good looking pair of Cowboy Boots. He was a Man in love.

All my Buddies could tell around the breakfast table. He couldn’t take his eyes off me. I wasn’t nervous! I was honored and pleased that this beautiful Man thought that much of me! Mrs. Russell had left to go to her Trailer.

“Well, Dan!” Said Big Beryl, “What do you think of our Cowboy here!” “Gentlemen,” Replied Dad Yates, “He’s one Hell of a Cowboy!!” They all applauded and agreed.
“My Son had good taste! The best! I’m honored to have all of you visit me! Stay as long as you like!”

“We’re going to visit your Son with Cowboy, we may stay this evening but we need to get back to California. We’ll be leaving tomorrow morning if you can put up with us one more evening!”

“Be glad to have you! You Men have been good company! I’ll have Mrs. Russell get out some Steaks and we’ll cook over Mesquite tonight. You get nothing but Prime Beef on this Ranch!”

“I’ll say......!” I added under my breath loud enough for all to hear. They all roared with laughter. Big Dan Yates smiled at me with pride.

I rode in his Pickup Truck with Dan Yates. The others decided to pile in the back and leave the Bikes at the Ranch. Wes rode up front with us.
Dad Yates had been impressed with Wes as well. He liked him and invited him back anytime.

We got to the grave yard and it wasn’t what I was expecting. It wasn’t a big place at all! It was a small Family burial plot for the Yates Family and associated Family by marriage. There were only about seventy five to a hundred graves. It was at the base of a big mountain and surrounded by a wrought iron fence. We pulled up out front. We had stopped and gotten some flowers and I was carrying them.

Dan Yates led us to Bucks grave. There on the headstone was the same picture that was on Ken and Rowley’s. I couldn’t believe it! I had to ask! “Dad, did you get together with Ken and Rowley’s parents about head stones for the three of them?”

“No, Son, I didn’t! I haven’t been in communication with either Family. Why?” I motioned for the others to look at the picture and they all shook their heads in disbelief to see the exact same picture that they had seen on the other two headstones.

“The same picture is on Ken and Rowley’s headstones, Mr. Yates!” Wes told him softly.
“No! Really?”

“Every Man here will swear to it, Dan! We all saw them!” Said Big Jim.“The first two we thought were just coincidences! The third picture is a little more than coincidence!” Added Charlie.

“What are the odds that three separate Families, three different parts of the Country, would place the same picture of these four Men on their Son’s headstones. The chances are astronomically small.” Added Master Jeb. “It just doesn’t happen!”

Suddenly, I was no longer the hurting one here! The pictures were trying to tell only one person something. One person who would care enough about each of them to visit every grave.

I got the message loud and clear. I was the fourth in that picture with them and they had not left me behind. Knowing Buck the way I did and him knowing me, he would have known that I would have visited Ken and Rowley’s graves first because his would be the hardest for me to visit.

He also wanted it to be the one that would shout to me the loudest. “We love you and we are with you! Live! Love! and come home to us!!”
They loved me and were trying to tell me that!

I thought that the same picture on Ken’s and Rowley’s headstone was just coincidence. They weren’t! They were trying to tell me that love transcends the grave. That we would be together again some day but that I had to go on until God called me home to be with them.

I knelt by Buck’s grave and placed the flowers around. Suddenly Dan Yates was by my side crying his heart out. I started crying too and so did every Man there. I suddenly had to be the strong one! The big Man beside me was hurting far worse than I was at this point.

I took him in my arms and rocked back and forth with him letting him get it all out. I don’t think he had broken down like that even at the funeral. He wailed in physical pain and every Man there felt it and came to him to place a hand on him. He felt their sympathy, empathy and strength flow through his body and knew that each of them had weathered their own deep pain. Dan Yates became reborn to the love of his fellow Man. He needed a connection between God and Man and he found it at that moment.

He let go of his Son! He gave him over to the loving hands of his comrades and God. I promised him that these pictures were not an accident and were a message that their love had not deserted us. They were still with us when we needed them. At that moment a chilling wind came upon us in the middle of a hot Tucson day.

I drove back to the Ranch. Dad was alright but just asked me to drive.
I needed to be needed at that moment and glad he did. The further away we got from the grave yard the better and stronger he became. By the time we got to the Ranch he was in better spirits.

My Buddies had discussed leaving that evening but when Dan Yates apologized to them and insisted they stay they changed their minds. It was exactly what he and I needed. To visit Buck together and get the message.

He was a different Man! So was I! Together, we both walked a little taller and I knew that Buck would want me to pleasure his Dad anyway that would make him happy.

I knew I had to stay a while with him. Buck would have wanted that! Besides, I had to go back alone to tell my love how much he meant to me! He knew already but I had to hear myself mouth the words! I had to tell him for me!

We had a wonderful evening. My Buddies couldn’t believe the change in the both of us. Dan Yates couldn’t do enough for us. He thanked each one individually and invited each back separately or together. He was so impressed by their simple act of love by placing their hands on him in his moment of sorrow and pain.

I thought they were a special lot as well and was proud to consider that I was to become a member of their Clan. As it was they decided to wave the three months probationary period and voted me into the Clan that evening! I was very proud to become a member of their Family!

Wes and I helped Mrs. Russell clean the dishes and pick up after dinner. She was a delightful Woman and grateful for the extra help. She got to get off a little early to be with her, Son. He was finishing High School and she was worried that he might be sent to Nam. Both Wes and I told her to hide him, send him to Canada, do what ever She had to do but not to let to him go! Wes and I felt good about that!!

That night I had a private Rodeo with my beloved Buck’s Dad. I taught him about Cowboy lovin’! I had cleaned myself really well and pulled him into the shower to pamper him again and tease him as I carefully and sensually bathed every square inch of his body.

I carefully told him as my Uncle and Dad had explained it to me that I was not a substitute for a Woman. We were two Men having Man sex. I was to be treated as a Man and that wasn’t necessarily gently. Man sex could be pretty rough sometime and he was to let himself enjoy it. He would not hurt me!

Dad Yates was like a Duck to water. Once he mounted me, I didn’t have to give him Driving Lessons. He said it was the best damn feeling of his life. Once again it didn’t take him anytime to shoot.

Ah, but the second time I made him work for it until I was ready to climb the hill with him. When I shot just before him and he felt my ass try to bite his dick off, he yelled at the top of his voice in pleasure as he unloaded in me. It didn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the household. There were knowing smiles around the Breakfast table the next morning.

After Mrs. Russell left Big Jim laughed and spoke.“You Men have a little Rodeo last night and didn’t invite us to cheer you on?”

“Hope we didn’t disturb you Gentlemen!” Dad Yates replied. They all roared with laughter.

“Oh Hell, no!” Said Bull. Glad to hear someone was having a Rodeo! From the sounds of it, I’d say you guys took the Bull by the Horns!” They were having fun with us.

“All I can say is I’m gonna’ have to give up that Bareback Bronc Buckle to Dad here after the ride he gave me last night! Woah! Doggies! I’m gonna’ have to sit in that Spa half the day to get my ass back in shape!”

They all laughed again as Dan Yates blushed and hugged me to him!
“You can’t win the Rodeo, Son, unless you got the best Stock to ride and I had the best last night!!” Then they all laughed at me as I blushed. He and I had bonded.

My Biker Buddies, my new Family, left that morning for California. I had never been to California and promised that I would come visit if I could. I had everyone’s address and phone number. I only asked one thing. That they forgot where I was for a while. I knew that I had to confront Booger but I was just not quite ready to do it. They seemed to understand.

I needed to stay with Buck’s Dad for a while. They understood that too and thought it was a great idea. I would be in touch and they were welcome to call to check on me anytime. I said my goodbyes to Wes in private.

“I’m gonna’ miss your strength Wes!”
“We’ll miss each other’s strength, Cowboy! What I know and love about you is that you have an inner reserve of strength that grows stronger when sharing it with someone else. You don’t realize how strong you are until you reach out to others. I’ve watched you grow stronger as you’ve helped me, Stan White, Little Sister, Mr. Twissleman, and now Buck’s Dad! You’ve taught me a great lesson. When I’m feeling the worst, reach out to someone else!”

“I love you Wes and I know you’re gonna’ find the best Master!”
“I hope you find what you’re looking for too Cowboy, I love you too!
There will always be a spot in my heart for you!”

We hugged and kissed goodbye and I told him, “On down the road, Cowboy!”
“On down the road, Cowboy!” He replied.

I had tears in my eyes as they rode away. Part of me wanting to go with them. The freedom of the road had gotten into my veins. I stood and waved as Dan Yates put his big arm around me. I was happy to be with him. I knew that was my place for the moment.

We settled into a routine life at his Ranch. I never felt more comfortable anywhere in my life as I did living with Dan Yates. I worked around the Ranch to help pay my way. He didn’t want me too but I had to.

I bought some more Western Clothes knowing I probably would leave them there if I left but they would always be there if I returned as well.

I bought two nice pair of Boots. One for working and a pair of nice Dress Boots. I bought several pairs of Jeans, a big black Felt Hat I liked, and a big Straw hat. I also bought several nice Western Shirts for work and nicer ones for Dress Wear.

Dan was still planning on going to Glen Rose for a visit the last week in July and we were gonna’ throw my Bike in the back of his truck and drive together. I hadn’t told him but I had thought about going on to California to stay with Master Jeb and Big Jim for a while. Maybe give Wes some encouragement in his wish to become a slave.

Dan and I began to rope together. I knew from the beginning that we would click as team ropers. We just had it! What ever ‘it’ was?
We had it! We couldn’t miss we were so damn good. I don’t know if laying off for those years made me Mature in my roping or if it was because we were falling in love with each other more every day?

We went to the first Rodeo we could in a small New Mexico town and took first place. Next was a Rodeo in Tucson. We took first place in Dan’s home town and the Pro Rodeo news did a story of the Son of the First place team and the Father of the Second place team had teamed up and were winning everything we entered. It told the touching story of Uncle Bud dying of a heart attack the night before I was shot with Dan Yate’s Son Buck in Vietnam.

The two decided to team up and are damn good. We were! The next Rodeo we drove to Prescott for the Fourth of July Rodeo. We took first place there as well. We were on a roll! Dan was really excited! It was all he could talk about. I didn’t know what I was being caught up in.

I didn’t know if I wanted to go down that road again. I was falling in love with Dan Yates. Not because he was so much like Buck but because he was Dan Yates. He was a genuinely wonderful, loving Man. We had become as good a team in bed as out. He was quickly perfecting his sexual techniques and learning every little way to turn me own. He delighted in it.

He hadn’t had anyone in so long he was becoming a sexual athlete. I taught him I expected him to take what he needed and in turn I got what I needed. He learned fast. We couldn’t get enough of each other!

I had some of the best sex with that Man I had ever had in my life those two months. He was becoming my Master and I was becoming his Cowboy. We were happy. We were content!

But something was missing! I didn’t know what. I went by myself every Sunday afternoon, if we weren’t Rodeoing, to visit Buck. I took him flowers and sat there and talked to him by the hour. I stayed so long one afternoon that Dan came in the Truck to see about me. He sat there with me for quite a while.

“You come out here a talk to Buck?” He asked.
“Yes Dad! I talk to him sometime for two or three hours. I know he probably wishes I’d go and leave him be!” I laughed.

“Oh, somehow I don’t think so, Son! You loved him deeply to come and sit here by the hour. I’ve come out here a few times since the funeral but it hurts me so bad I can’t stay long! Knowing my Son the way I did I know he worshiped you! His letters tell the story!”

“I just feel close to him here and feel like he can hear me. I pour my heart out to him. He always was my best listener. He could make the darkest days brighter. I could always tell him my troubles.”

“I have some idea what you been talking to him about!”
“You do?”
“Yeah, I do! I know you have to move on Cowboy! Breaks my heart to say it and hurts worse to tell you it’s O.K., I understand!”

“It’s not ‘cause I don’t love you Dad! I could stay with you forever if love were the only thing that mattered. I’ve fallen in love with you and you’re not very good at hiding your feelings for me! Especially when you’re making love with me. I’ve just been telling Buck how much I do love you and how hard it would be to say goodbye.”

“I won’t let you ever say goodbye to me, Cowboy! On down the road, maybe, but I have to have some hope I’ll love you again. So, if you have to go, I’ll understand but I won’t understand if you tell me goodbye!”

“I promise, Dad! I’ll never tell you goodbye! I don’t know if I could! I can’t tell your Son goodbye!” I started crying. “I’ve come out here time after time to tell him goodbye and I just can’t do it! The most I can get out is just what you said.......on down the road. I couldn’t go on thinking I won’t ever, somewhere, someday, love him again!”

“Have I become a substitute for Buck?”
“You know better than that Dad! I love some of the same qualities that Buck got from you and probably some you learned from him but it’s Dan Yates I love here an now, not his Son Buck! I guess I just can’t let go of Buck and I can’t fully give myself to anyone until I do. Even though I know Buck would want you and me to be together!”

“There is someone in my past I have to confront.”
“This Booger Red I’ve heard your Friends speak of?”
“Yes Dad! He and I had a brief thing for a while and we fell in love. He’s still looking for me and I haven’t wanted to see him for exactly the same reason I’m telling you these things. I couldn’t see myself loving him again when I can’t give up Buck. But, I owe the Man an explanation! Master Walker told me he’s hurting and I don’t want to be the cause of any Man’s suffering. God knows, I’ve been though enough to know what it is and how it hurts!”

“Then do you see a chance you may come back to me, Billy?”
“I wont tell you goodbye, Dad! I can’t! Same’s I can’t tell Buck goodbye! Does that answer your question?”

“Yes, Son, it does! I’m grateful for the time we’ve had together. I just prayed it would go on forever. Now I know it can’t so I’d rather send you away with a glad heart knowing that my door is always open than to be mean spirited and have you never want to return to me! What kind of Dad would I be? I know in my heart I’ll love you again, so do you.”

I hugged him and cried in his big Cowboy arms. He knew I was hurting.
I knew he was hurting to realize, accept and try to understand what I needed to do. I hadn’t gone to Tucson to fall in love with Dan Yates nor to spend the rest of my life with him. Although the prospect was certainly one I had come to considered. I went there to say goodbye to Buck and found that I couldn’t.

Why should that have been such a big surprise? I couldn’t say goodbye to Ken White or Rowley Twissleman! What made me think I could say goodbye to the Man I loved above all others.

Dan Yates was a Man that any Man could spend a life time with. He was kind, thoughtful, generous, funny, intelligent and was becoming one hell of a good Master.

We went back and made the sweetest love for hours. We both were exhausted when we finished. Emotionally and physically! Then once again I slept in his big arms and felt loved and needed. I didn’t know why I had to go but I did!

Sometime we don’t know what calls us to do something. We may be warm, sheltered, loved, nourished, and needed yet something calls to us to leave and find that which we can’t even define.

That was not totally the case with me. I knew that I could be comfortable with Dan Yates the rest of my life but there was something that I had to resolve with Big Red.

“Was he better sex?” You may ask? No, not particularly! He was good but Dan Yates was as good or better! Certainly, Dan Yates was a better looking Man than old Booger. None of those things meant anything. It was not going to be easy to leave someone I had come to love as much as Dan Yates.

I spent the rest of that week with him and we cancelled the trip to Glen Rose. I was going to take off for California. I called Master Walker to tell him that we were going to postpone the trip to Glen Rose and that I was going to join my Clan Family in California.

He already had heard of my induction into the Family and congratulated me. I was now his Clan Brother as well! He and Xander had been Clan members for several years. They were happy for me but concerned because they could hear the despair in my voice at leaving Buck’s Dad.

“Do you love him, Cowboy?! Or is it Buck’s memory you love though him?” Master Walker asked.

“I love him with all my heart, Master! I love him, but I can’t let go of his Son who lies in a grave! What am I to do?! He can’t fully have me nor anyone else until I can let go! I have to find Booger to tell him what I’m going though! I don’t want him hurting anymore either! Maybe he’s forgotten about me by now!”

“Trust me! Booger hasn’t forgotten you! He’s searching all over the Southwest for you. He heard that you had been in a Rodeo in Prescott and tried to find you to no avail. Be prepared! When he does find you, he ain’t gonna’ let go easily. That old Man’s got it bad for you. You may find yourself in a forced situation. I’ll hear from him this week. Any message I can give him?”

“No! He’ll find me. I’m going to be at Master Jeb’s and Jim’s in Los Angeles next week. I don’t know how long I’ll be there but it doesn’t matter. I need to be on the road right now. That’s the only place I feel free anymore. Maybe I can figure something out. I’ve come a long way but I’m still not there yet! Thank you and Xander for believing in me and loving me! Please tell Leon I love him!”

“Well, we love you too and I will certainly tell Leon for you. He’s been a little down since you left but he’s coming around. He wants you to be happy. We do too, Son! Take care of yourself but don’t stay on the road too long. It can get to be the only place your heart is at home! Don’t let that happen to you! You have too much to give to another heart to run for the rest of your life.”

I left all my Western Clothes there with Dan. I was gonna’ take off that following Monday morning. We spent the weekend close to the house and drank as much of each other as we could.

Mrs. Russell knew I was leaving and cried for two days. She had fallen in love with me because I had brought joy to a Man she not only worked for but she admired and cared for very much. Dan was easy to work for and was not demanding. She looked upon Dan Yates as extended Family rather than an employer.

He had helped her and her boy through some pretty bad times and asked nothing in return. She tried to talk to me one evening I dried dishes for her. She knew what was going on! She had been around the block! She had practically raised Buck and she knew about him.

“Billy, don’t go! I’m begging you! He needs you! I haven’t seen him so happy since he and Buck were Rodeoing together. I thought he was gonna’ lose his mind when he got the news that Buck had been killed over there. When they sent him home they couldn’t even open the Casket!”

“After the funeral he went into his bedroom and didn’t come out for a month. We were so worried about him! He didn’t start to improve until he got your letter. He read that letter to us twenty time and every time would say, “I have to be there for Billy when he comes home! Buck would want me to be! Hell, who’m I kidding! I have to be there for ME!”

He was a lot better after he traveled to Texas to be with you and your Family when you came home. Your Dad treated him like he was one of your Family! He thinks the world of your Dad and Family! He calls and talks to your Dad couple of times a month.”

I pulled out that Monday morning with Dan standing by my Bike.
“Do you want me to ride as far as the grave yard with you?” He smiled knowingly. He knew I would go directly there to tell Buck I’d see him on down the road.

“No Dad! I need to tell him by myself but you know that!”
“I’m sorry, Son! I couldn’t help that one. I have come to know you so well that I know you wouldn’t leave without telling him goodbye.....”
“Not goodbye, Dad! Not goodbye.”

“Come back to me, Cowboy!”
“On down the road, Dad, you know I love you.......”
“On down the road, Son........”
I rode away and waved as I got to the road. I did ride by the grave yard and stopped. I sat by Buck’s grave for just a few minutes and then spoke. “You know what’s in my heart. Try to be with your Dad right now, Buck! I have to go and you know why! You told me Booger needed me. I have to find him and resolve that. I love you so much I don’t really want to go but I have to, so.........on down the road, my beloved Cowboy! I love you and your Dad so much!”

I left and headed out to Phoenix. Phoenix is about two hundred miles from Tucson and another four hundred miles on to Los Angeles. Within the speed limit I could make Phoenix in approximately four hours. I should be there by noon. It would be another six or seven hours to Los Angeles. I wouldn’t arrive there until six or seven in the evening.

I didn’t want to have to look for a place in a City I was unfamiliar with at night so I decided to stop in Indio. I found a small ratty looking Motel that I could push my Bike in the room with me. No one said anything and I got a good nights rest.

The next morning I was having breakfast in a Truck Stop. Left the Bike so I could see it from the window of the restaurant and went inside. No sooner had the waitress brought me coffee than another Biker pulled along side my Bike and I nodded through the window to him. He was a handsome, good looking, masculine, Man. He entered the restaurant and headed for my table with a broad smile on his face.

“May I join you, Son?”
“Yes Sir! My names Billy!” As I held out my hand.
“My names Zack!” He answered shaking my hand and smiling. Zack was a hunk and I could tell I was not too unpleasant to his eyes as well.

“Where you headed, Son?” Zack asked.
“To Los Angeles to join up with members of my Family Clan, Sir!”
“And your Family Clan would be.......?”
“Mc Innis, Sir! Heard of ‘em?”

“You going to Master Jeb and Jim’s place on Mt. Washington?” He smiled.
“Yes Sir! I am! Obviously you know them!”
“They’re my Brothers as you are now, Son! I’m a Family member and have been for several years.” He turned his back to show me the Family Shield with Mc Innins written across it.

We had breakfast and I really enjoyed talking with Zack. He had been to Phoneix to visit his Sister and her Family. He was returning to his home in Joshua Tree. I didn’t know where that was but he explained.

“It’s about a hundred miles toward LA but you go north into the high desert just outside of Palm Springs for about twenty miles. If you’re not in a hurry come by my place and you can call Jeb and Jim from there. I’ll ride in with you if you like to show you how to get there. I need to take care of some things at home first.”

“I’d like that Master Zack. I’ve been on the road alone since Tucson and it would be nice to ride with someone.”
“How do you know I’m a Master, Son?”
“I can tell! Besides, you sure as Hell ain’t no Man’s slave!”
He threw back his handsome head and laughed heartily.

“Are you the young Man everyone’s been calling Cowboy!”
“That’d be me, Master Zack!”
“I guess you know Booger’s been burning up some roads looking for you, Son?”
“Yes Sir, that’s part of why I’m coming to Los Angeles. I have to find him and explain why I haven’t been able to see him.”

We sat in that Truck Stop Café having coffee for almost two hours as I explained to Master Zack what had happened to me. He was an easy, wonderful Man to talk to and I poured my heart out to him about Nam, the Cowboys, my Uncle Bud and Master Johnson’s Ranch.

He was wiping the tears away as I told him how hard it was for me to leave Buck’s Dad and come this way. About winning in Prescott and Booger getting wind of me in that area. I retold him what Buck had said before I had to get back into my body, that some Man named Booger would need me!

“I don’t know why I’m so strongly drawn to find out but I know it’s something I have to resolve, Master Zack.”
“Come home with me for a while, Son! I wont lie to you, I’d love to hold you in my arms. Maybe make a little love to ya’.”

“I couldn’t think of a nicer thing to do this afternoon Master Zack! I can always be a little late to Los Angeles if I can call and let them know!”
“Come then, Cowboy! Let’s get on the road!”

Master Zack bought me Breakfast! That was a damn nice thing to do but I was sure I could make it up to him. He sure made my dick drool. He was a hot Man on or off a Bike but he looked like he was born on a Motorcycle. He knew how to ride and ride really well. He was not a show off and was considerate of anyone riding with him.

It was nice to have a riding companion and we were on the outskirts of Palm Springs in about two hours. We stopped once for gas and to stretch. We headed out again and turned north just beyond Palm Springs and in about fifteen minutes we pulled off on a sandy dirt road that was difficult to navigate and headed for these huge boulders at the top of the hill.

He lived inside a huge area completely surrounded by these huge boulders. He opened the tall gate and we drove through. Damn it was a private place. It was beautiful. A two story concrete block house and pool. A wonderful setting. Impressed the shit out of me.

We parked our Bikes out front and went inside. Master Zack offered me a Beer and I declined. I accepted a Coke. He picked up his phone and dialed.

“Jeb? This is Zack!”
“How are you and how was your trip to Phoenix?”
“Fine! Fine! But on the way back I found one of our newest Family members in a Truck Stop Café in Indio and introduced myself. Even bought him breakfast.”

“Well, well! You must have met the Cowboy! Nice young Man, Huh?”
“Indeed he is, a fine looking young Man, Master Jeb!” Master Zack said as he winked and smiled at me.

“He’d like to talk to you. Here he is!” He handed me the phone.
“Master Jeb?” I said.
“Good to hear from you, Son! How’s our newest Member of Clan Mc Innins!”

“I’m just fine, Master Jeb! I was on my way to visit you, Wes, Master Jim and Master Beryl. I ran into Master Zack. He invited me to his place and thought he might ride in with me to show me the way. But I may be a little late. I know you were expecting me some time today.” I heard a little giggle on the other end.

“That’s fine, Son! Glad you called so we wouldn’t worry. You’re in good hands with Zack. Stay some time with him if you like. He’s a hot Man that needs a little attention if you know what I mean. Take your time but give us a call before you leave to make sure we’ll be here. Probably will, but shit happens. Have fun with Zack. He’s a good Man, Son!”

“Thanks Master Jeb, I will and we’ll call before we leave.”
“Well?!” Said Master Zack.
“They were glad to hear from us and told me to take my time and take care of you!” I laughed. “They seem to think a great deal of you Master Zack!”He moved to me and put his arms around me and hugged me.

“Do you think you’d like to take care of me, Cowboy?” He asked quietly.“Well, Master Zack, look at the wet spot in the crotch of my Levis. Does that tell you anything? If not, Yes Sir, I would! Could I spend the day and tonight with you and you go in with me tomorrow?”

“Sounds like a good plan to me, Cowboy! We’ll fix dinner here and later soak in the Spa. Now go in my bedroom and take all your clothes off. I don’t allow a ‘boy’ in my house to wear clothes.” I didn’t hesitate. When in Rome. I went into his bedroom and took off all my clothes and returned to him.

He looked me up and down and whistled low.
“What hath God wrought?” He said quietly. “You are one of the most handsome young Men I have ever seen, Cowboy. Come here, Son!”
I went to him and he embraced me and held me tight. He held me away from him and looked at my wounds.

“They’re still healing!”
“Yes Sir.”
“Are you sensitive about them?”
“A little. I wish they weren’t there.”
“They are not a welcome thing to your body but perhaps in time they will give your body character that has it’s own sexiness. You are so good looking no one will notice anyway! Are you uncomfortable without your clothes?”

“No Sir! Not with you, Master! It seems natural for me to please you! I have never been with a Man that wanted to treat me as his Sub or slave. I wanted my Uncle Bud to be my Master but he wouldn’t call me his slave. He told me when he called me Cowboy that mean the same thing. So he was my Master and I was his Cowboy.”

“I see no need to change that as long as you understand that when I call you Cowboy you understand what I mean. Words are words. Cowboy works for me. Some ways I like that better. What do you say?”

“I’d be proud to be your Cowboy, Master Zack!” I kneeled before him and kissed his big Biker Boots. He held his hand down for me and I kissed the back and put it to my forehead as I had seen Wes do many times.

“Rise Cowboy and show this Master your Love!” I threw my arms around him and kissed him. He didn’t hold back. He was a loving Man. I didn’t feel beneath him or put down. I was his Cowboy and would do my best to please him.

He had me pull my leather pants and boots back on. He took me on a tour of his small Ranch. It was wonderful. I felt at home and Master Zack was such a gracious Man I never once fell out of place.

We fixed dinner together and later had wine in the Spa. I excused myself to use his shower to clean myself. When I had finished I insisted I bathe him and helped him off with his Leathers and Boots. Damn! He was even better looking without clothes.

He too was not use to someone pampering him but loved it. He invited me to his Dungeon. I had never seen a Dungeon before. I had heard of Master Walker’s and Xander’s but never invited to see it. I was impressed with Master Zack’s Dungeon. We played half the night in his Dungeon and then finally retired to his bed.

I don’t think he let me go once during the night. I sucked him off twice during the early morning and after we got up. I knew he wanted me to stay longer but I really wanted to get into Los Angeles. I told him I would return if he wanted me to.

We left Master Zack’s place early in the morning after having called Master Jeb. I told him we were going to stop for Breakfast and would be there in a couple of hours. I returned the favor and bought Master Zack Breakfast. He was a special Man and I was glad to have met him. I looked forward to getting to know him better.

The ride into Los Angeles was an exciting thing for me. I had been to large Cities before. Dallas, Phoenix, Houston, but nothing to compare with the size of Los Angeles. I was glad that Master Zack led the way. I didn’t know whether I could find my way there by myself or not.

We finally arrived and the Family came out to greet me. Everyone had come not only to say ‘Hello’ to me but for lunch with Master Jeb and Jim. Bull, Charlie, Wes, Master Beryl, Master Sam, Master Jeb and Master Jim. It was great seeing them all again. They had become as Family to me and I loved them all.

Master Jeb and Jim’s home was a huge natural rock California Bungalow style house. It rambled on and on and had many bedrooms. There certainly was enough room for me to stay for a while.

I really didn’t want to stay long. I wanted to be on the road and travel. Maybe to visit some of my Rodeo friends that Uncle Bud and I had visited. All I knew was that for some reason the road was calling me.

I think Master Zack, Beryl and Jim understood better than anyone. I just needed to get away. I wanted to see California.
“Aren’t you gonna’ wait to see if Old Booger comes to find you, Cowboy?”
“No Sir! I’ll find him! I have a responsibility to explain why I haven’t been able to see him. I care for him a lot but I think he wants me for his permanent slave and I don’t know if I can be that right now.”

“Maybe never. A lot of things have happened to me that I never counted on and I found out with Buck’s Dad that I can’t be with anyone right now. Or at least until I let go of Buck. Then I think I want to be with Dan Yates. I love him almost as much as I did Buck. I feel like that love will grow over the years.

I stayed with Master Jeb and Jim for several days. Master Zack spent the night there with me but had to get back. He left me his phone number and a small map how to get to his place if I wanted to return. I promised him I would. Wes was in his full slave training and we talked and spent time together when he wasn’t doing his training. He knew I had to go and why. I was convinced that he was going to be alright. He was in good hands.

Big Beryl, Bull and Charlie were gonna’ take a run down to San Diego to see some friends and invited me to ride along. It was my first real chance to get out and see California. I was really impressed with the beauty of the California countryside once you got away from the city.

We stayed with their friends for a couple nights and then we all were itchy to get on the road again. This time it was decided that we would outskirt Los Angeles and ride to friends they had on the outskirts of San Francisco. It was a long ride.

Their friends were a nice looking older gay couple. For straight Men, Bull, Charlie and Big Beryl knew a lot of gay Bikers. They just didn’t seem to make distinctions as to gay or straight and treated everyone equally. Certainly I had shared Big Beryl’s bedroll many nights and never felt him holding back from me.

I even got the feeling sometime the way Big Bull looked at me in the shower or in the Spa that he wouldn’t mind jumping the fence. Can’t say’s I wouldn’t welcome it either. He had a powerful, well defined body with a big ole dick. But Charlie was always by his side. If anything the two of ‘em should be together.

We had left San Francisco and toured the wine country. We were staying at small resort motel on the Russian River with some friends of Big Beryl’s. It had been raining a lot and none of us wanted to travel in the rain. We stayed in these two man cabins they had. They didn’t care. There was no tourist that time of year and we helped out with some of the building projects they had around there.

Somehow Bull and I got assigned to a Cabin together and Charlie and Big Beryl got assigned to another. Bull was a perfect Gentleman. I told him I didn’t sleep with underwear and had a tendency to have bad dreams that made me yell in my sleep sometime. He didn’t hesitate. Told me he had handled worse.

Sure enough, the second night we were there I had a flash back and started yelling. When I came to I was surprised to find myself in Bull big arms being held tight and him soothing me gently. I was so impressed with his caring and genuine need to comfort me I started weeping. He held me for the rest of the night with a roaring hard on but never pushed further.

We worked side by side the next couple of days and were pretty tired at the end of each day. It was a Friday night and everyone was going in to Gurneyville to a bar but I was tired and didn’t want to go. I was going to read a book I had started and go to bed. Bull promised he’d be quiet when he came in. I showered and as a habit cleaned myself out. Got into bed and started reading.

After a few minutes I heard the sound of a single Harley engine returning to the Motel. It was Bulls bike, I could tell from the engine sound. I heard him come on the porch and gently open the door to the cabin. When he saw I was still up reading he came in and sat on the bed.

“Wasn’t the bar fun, Bull?”
“Yeah! I was having a good time. But, I just kept thinking about you back here by yourself. I found myself thinking I’d rather be back here with you! I hope you don’t mind I came back, Cowboy?”

“God no! Glad to have your company, Bull.” With that he opened his arms for a hug and I leaned forward in the bed into his waiting arms. He still had on his heavy leather jacket and it was cold but it soon became warm from my body against it.

“I need you Cowboy! But I’m afraid of jumping the fence.”
“Hey Bull! What are Buddies for if you can’t fuck ‘em now and then! You know I won’t tell a soul! Especially Charlie! Come on, I’ll help you off with your clothes and we’ll Rodeo.

I helped Bull off with his Boots and leathers. He quickly undressed and got into bed with me. It was cold outside but the little wood stove in the cabin kept it warm. Bull made the sweetest love to me and fucked the snot out of me for several hours. He got us both off in a hard worked climax. Damn he felt good. We lay together making love with him still in me.

I slept in his arms that night. He was no longer shy about sleeping with me and held me as close to him as he could. I didn’t have another bad dream sleeping with Bull. I would wake in his big arms and felt safe. I would kiss his hand and drift back into a peaceful sleep as I felt him pull me closer.

We lay together the next morning talking quietly.
“Thanks for the good fucking last night Bull. I think we both needed it! I know you brought me some sweet dreams!”

“Was pretty damn special for me too, Cowboy! I told you once when I met you if I ever considered jumping the fence it would be for you. Remember?”

“Yes Sir! I do! But, do you want some advice?”
“What’s that, Son?”
“The one you should jump the fence for is Charlie! He’s in love with you!”

“Nahww....Charlie’s straight! He’d never sub for me!”
“Ever asked him?” I asked respectfully.

Bull was silent for a few minutes thinking.
“Maybe you’re right! I’ve wanted to fuck him ever since we first met. He makes my dick drool even today just watching him on his Bike. I’ve wanted to feel my dick up his Butt for several years. We’re really close Buddies and I’m afraid if I approached him it would ruin it!”

“Might turn it into something wonderful, too! You might grow to be even closer Buddies. What’s wrong with that if’n you both want it?”
“Nothing! I’d be proud to have Charlie for my slave! I never said it before but I guess I love him.”

“Well, did I fuck as well as the Women you been with?”
“Oh, Hell yes! Better by a long stretch! I never had to worry about you getting bored or tired. You kept urging me on for more until I thought my damn dick was gonna’ fall off. Ain’t never fucked no broad that could take it as rough and good as you done, Cowboy. I hope I get a re-ride some time soon.”

“How ‘bout now?” I teased him.

“Wish we could but we got to get up, get Breakfast and get to work. I hope we can finish that damn project this weekend and get back on the road. I’m getting cabin fever. In the meantime, what if we just stay here tonight, by ourselves and let the rest of ‘em go.”

“Ain’t you afraid they’ll put two and two together.”
“Don’t care if’n they do, Cowboy! I want to make love to you again tonight! We owe it to each other!”
“I wont gain say that Master Bull!”
“I ain’t a Master Kid........”
“You are now, Master Bull! Get use to the new name. ‘Cause when you and I are sharing a bed, you’re my Master!”
“And what are you?” Bull asked.
“Your Cowboy!” I replied. Bull roared with laughter.
“You are indeed, Son! Proud to call you my Cowboy!!” He hugged and kissed me hard. “You know what, Cowboy?”

“What, Master Bull!”
“My vote is for you to end up in the arms of Dan Yates! He’s one of the finest Men I ever met and he needs you more than all of us Biker Bums, Booger Red included.”
“I love him a lot, Master Bull!”
“I know you do, Son! I know you do!”

“Do me a favor and don’t call me Master in front of the others!”
“I will obey Master!” He smiled at me.
“I could get use to you calling me Master, Cowboy!”
“I rather hear Charlie call you Master, Sir!”
“You really think..........?” I nodded affirmative.

At Breakfast in the Main House that morning Beryl and Charlie kept looking at Bull and I with questioning looks. Neither of us responded and acted like Bull had just come back and went to sleep. I guess they bought it. Bull seemed satisfied that they had but we knew if we stayed behind tonight that we would arouse suspicion. Bull didn’t care.

We worked our ass’s off all day and almost to dinner time. They gave us some sandwiches and Coffee for lunch with potato salad. But by dinner we were really hungry. They grilled steaks and were they good? Just what we needed. We had a couple of drinks and some wine with dinner. I excused myself. They all wanted to know if I was going out with them but I declined. I just wanted to read and go to bed.

Big Beryl knew what was going on. He had gotten me aside and asked. I wasn’t going to lie to my Clan Leader. I just asked him to keep it from Charlie. He agreed. He also agreed that there could be more to Bull and Charlie than they wanted to admit. After I left the table for the Cabin Beryl came to Bull’s rescue.

“Someone should stay with him tonight! He’s going through something and shouldn’t be alone! I’m worried about him.” Said Big Beryl.

“No problem! I’ll stay with him.” Volunteered Bull, “I’m tired and just want to get cleaned up and go to bed. He talked a little to me last night when I came in but I fell asleep. I’ll find out what’s eating him! He was awfully quite today. More so than usual.” Everyone agreed.

That night Bull and I rodeoed until we heard the sounds of the others Bikes returning to the Motel. He and I had just finished, cleaned up and I was laying there in his arms making a little love from time to tme.

Bull was learning to enjoy being a Master but underneath his need to experience control was the soul of a lover. He had jumped the fence and I didn’t expect him to return. But he did. Time and time again. He just couldn’t bring himself to approach his Buddy Charlie, the Man he had come to love.

End Chapter V~
Waddie Greywolf
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