A Cowboy's Dream
Thomas was in his bed reading a book on the Natural Wonders of the World. He was studying on the Bridge of Arikos, a huge rock formation that bridged a huge ravine in the tropical forest of that region. The book detailed a lot of the plant and animal life that thrived on the rock, ranging from colorful strange birds to plants that lured unsuspecting bugs to their deaths. Thomas was amazed by the different kinds of creatures, which was the complete opposite of LakeView, the town he called home. He only imagined visiting such a place would be like. He knew the world was broken up into different regions, each having it's own biome. Mr. Baily had books on them all, and to Thomas's gratitude the wise old man let him borrow one book at a time.
As it was night, the lantern beside Thomas was the only source of light in the room. He was shirtless with only his pajama pants on. He peered out his window and noticed the radiance of the moonlight in the night sky, and the shuffling of the only tree beside their house. He decided to get up out of bed to close his window, and as he started to pull the panel down, he felt two hands touch him from behind. “Hey Tom” was heard from that all familiar voice.
“D..Daren? What are you doing here?” Thomas asked.
“What do you think, boy? I came here to fuck you.” His best friend said as he started to rub his shoulders. Thomas grinned as he was gently pulled closer to Darren. He started to fill the strong, but surprisingly gentle hands move down his arm and to his waist, rubbing and wrapping around Thomas's body. Darren started to kiss his neck as he continued to grope his waist. Thomas leaned back and relaxed against his best friends torso as Darren grabbed Thomas's nipples and started to twist them gently.
As Darren was doing this, he asked him “Want to know a secret?” Thomas shook his head yes with eagerness. Then, the pleasant and gentle hold of his lover turned to a violent and hard neck-hold. As the room spun Thomas grabbed his best friend's arm in a desperate attempt to free himself.
“Darren, let me go! You're choking me! I can't breathe!” Thomas pleaded, as the grip was too strong for him to break. He then felt his wrists being tied together by some force as he and Darren fell to the ground. Thomas fell on his belly, as the ropes made several loops in an “8” formation around each of Thomas's wrists. After several loops the wrists then started to wrap around the center of the “8” and further tightened the bindings, keeping Thomas's hands in check. He then felt the final knot form, keeping his wrists together. He then felt his pajamas slide off, revealing his naked body to whoever for view. His legs then were brought up to his wrists, and more rope wrapped around them in the same fashion. His hands were then placed on each side of his outer ankles, and he felt the two knots interleaving and twisting around each other. He knew that he was in some hog tie.
Darren finally let go, and moved away from the bound boy on the ground. When Thomas looked up he noticed something different about him. His eyes were glowing red and a heinous smile formed on his face. Thomas noticed he was in some barn, and to his horror people started to manifest around Darren. He looked into the familiar faces from home, as Kourtney, Logan, his Boss, Mr. Baily, and several of the townspeople all gazed at the sight before him. But they all had that same, evil expression that sent chills down his spine.
“Look what we have here, a barrel licker.” One of them said. Thomas knew the term to be an insult to homosexual people. The crowd laughed.
“Stupid queer” One of the boys he worked with shouted as he threw a small rock at Thomas. The rock hit Thomas's exposed waist, sending a sharp pain through his side. He felt another hit his leg, and then his arm. Soon enough small rocks were being hurled at him, hitting him everywhere. One even managed to hit one of his sensitive testicles, causing intense pain to shoot throught his body.
Tears started to pour from his face as the pain increased. Even Kourtney, Darren, and Logan were throwing them. “P..please stop..” Thomas begged, but no relief came at that moment.
Then, suddenly, the rocks stopped. His body was covered in blood and scratches, as some of the rocks had sharp edges. He could even feel some areas pouring down him. He looked up to see what had stopped them, and suddenly the feeling of death and despair overtook any pain and soreness from being stoned. His eyes widened as Darren turned into the figure of his nightmares. The all too familiar form of his coat was visible as the barn faded into obscurity. Thomas frantically struggled to break free of hos bindings to run away, but it was already too late, as the hand touched his shoulder.
“No…..No…...” Thomas begged, but the monster wouldn't release his strong grip. He felt his skin around the hand of the monster start to burn, as what looked like acid started to leak and corrode his skin.
“Please, don't kill me, please!!! PPLLLEEEAAAASSSEE!!!!”
Then suddenly, he hears “Tom….Tom….wake up Tom!!!!!”
Thomas opened his eyes, and the first thing he noticed was Darren. This wasn't the Darren of his dreams, as the evil expression wasn’t there. Darren had an obvious worried expression.
Thomas, still groggy and not realizing it was a dream, became frantic at Darren's grip. “G..Get away from me!” He said, pushing him away and sliding away from Darren.
“Tom, man, whats wrong? Darren said as he crawled back over to Thomas.
“You...you tricked me, you told them didn't you, you told them everything!!!” Thomas shouted.
“Told them what?”
“That I was gay! And they threw stones at me, and hog tied me, and…..and…..”
Thomas finally came to his senses and realized what had happened. He calmed down as Darren crawled back to his side. Thomas was visibly shaking, as he curled his legs up and wrapped his arms around them in a fetal position.
Darren came over and sat beside Thomas. He wrapped his arm around his best friend and brought him closer to his body. He used his other arm and wrapped it around Thomas's waist, hugging his best friend. “C'mon man, you know I would never do that to you. It was only a dream.”
Thomas was still dazed by the horrific dream. “I...I'm sorry….” was all Thomas could think to say.
“Why are you sorry? It was just a bad dream. I'm sure there's a lot on your mind after what happened yesterday. Now c'mon, let's go back to sleep.”
Darren and Thomas crawled back to their sleeping bags. Darren wrapped him up in his arms, causing Thomas's boxers to tent. Darren felt this as a smile appeared across his face. “We've had enough of that for a night, don't you think?”
Thomas grinned at Darren, causing him to kiss Thomas's forehead. “Get some sleep man.”
Thomas nodded his head and then turned around in Darren's arms, laying on his side in his friends tight embrace. Despite the temperature, the warmth from Darren’s body was soothing and welcoming. Thomas could feel his chest heaving in and out as Darren breathed on his neck. Darren casually rubbed his nipple with his fingers hs he slowly fell asleep. Thomas rested his head on Darren's arm, and noticed the how strong his muscles were. Compared to Darren, Thomas was rather small and weak. He felt like a puppy safe in his owners arms, free from all the troubles of the world. Thomas started to hear a soft snore from Darren, as his nipple massage halted. He felt Darren's own hard on against his ass, which caused Thomas to smile at, knowing he was enjoying the cuddling. Thomas's eyes got heavy again, and soon enough he was in dream land all over again. This time, fortunately, the dreams were pleasant….
From Darren's perspective…
The following day, Thomas slept in rather late. From the excitement of the day and the nightmare last night, he was still exhausted. As he was snug inside his sleeping bag, he wasn't aware of his best friend sitting beside him watching over him as he snoozed. Darren had a piece of wood in his hand as well as a pocket knife, attempting to make a carving from it. Darren softly whistled as he cut away bits and pieces of wood, slowly sculpting some imagined thing from his mind. They were still in their boxers, as they slept better with less clothing. What Thomas didn't know was that Darren shared Thomas's disbelief in their discovered passion for each other. Of course, Darren retained his cool demeanor and control through it all, but even he was nervous about approaching Thomas about it. Truth be told, Darren was just as afraid of Thomas finding out the truth as Thomas was. He had remembered that even he made effort to keep his attraction to his best friend a secret, as he also knew the consequences of such thoughts.
But Darren, unlike Thomas, couldn't keep away as easily. He just had to come over and see his best friend, for he was the only person he was remotely connected to. Darren had no real friends other than Thomas either, and none of the boys ever made the effort to include them in their 'group.' Darren never really cared about that, seeing them as narcissistic jackasses. They were the typical womanizers who tried to pick up every girl in town by showing off their cowboy boots and leather vest, wearing 10 gallon hats like the typical cowboy of the westerrealms. They also tended to pick on the smaller boys in town, mocking them for their hand-me-down cloths and old and worn hats. Darren hated them for it. He hated to see people shamed for their appearance or status in society. In this town, only a couple families were moderately wealthy, with the rest barely making enough to survive.
And then there was his so called father. The guy that was supposed to be the one he looked up to, the one that was supposed to take him for rides out to the lake, to show him how to properly saddle a horse, shoot a gun, go hinting, and take care of him. But the only thing that interested him was making sure he never got sober. They were probably the poorest family in town, simply because his father was a no good drunk. The only way Darren got by was with help from Thomas and Kourtney. They truly were his family, and he could never ask for a better brother and sister.
Even though they were around the same age, Thomas was always a rather small boy, and Darren was tall and stout. He always looked to Thomas as a little brother, one that needed his protection from bullies like his coworkers and other threats. He felt some responsibility over him, and he also noticed Thomas's submissive demeanor towards him. Thomas had always followed Darren, and always wanted to do the things he did and never really made decisions. Darren was the one that mostly planned what they were gonna do when they played together, and Thomas seldomly argued against it. Darren eventually learned that he could control Thomas easily and sway him, and get him to do anything he desired. He remembered all the times that he would talk Thomas into playing cowboys and Indians, just so Darren could have an excuse to tie him to a chair or even put him in a hog tie. He would remember all the tickling he would put Thomas through, and all the begging and pleading. Darren tied him in several places such as barn posts, trees, and even staked him out while camping. He remembered how he would gag him with his filthy socks and then use his bandanna to keep it in place. He would place clothespins on Thomas's exposed nipples, navel, ear lobes, eyebrows, and down his arms, legs, and sides in various places. He would also dress him up as a clown and put a clown nose on him. This gave Darren so many laughs and angry glares from Thomas over the years, but Thomas being who he is, he never held grudges against him, and Darren had enough respect to make sure that no one saw any of the tie ups. It was THEIR fun, and he felt no one else deserved it. He remembered at the ends of those days Thomas would always fall asleep resting on his shoulder or in his lap when they were beside the campfires.
But eventually, Darren would start to change as puberty set in. He would discover that his bond with Thomas would turn out to be more than a brotherhood or friendship. Darren began to discover that he had come to love his best friend. He remembered a couple years ago when he realized it, as they were doing one of their tie ups. Thomas and Darren were at Old Man Dan's ranch helping him out for a good allowance. It was in the heat of the summer, and the old man was away in Old Town visiting his sister. They were responsible for looking after the animals there, as they needed some attendance. But the fact of the situation was that the two boys were alone. As typical, Darren went shirtless to help beat back the heat. He wore his typical denim, belt laced jeans and his cowboy boots that he had just recently bought with money he hid from his father. Thomas was dressed similarly, but his wasn't nearly as new. Thomas also went shirtless, mainly to follow what Darren did. Darren had always thought it cute that Thomas wanted to be like him. After watering the horses Darren looked over to Thomas and noticed that he was petting a dog on its belly, bending his legs to reach the ground. Darren still had plenty of water left in his pail, and decided to play a mean joke on Thomas. He sneaked up behind Thomas, who was still occupied with the spoiled puppy and his thumping leg, and then rose the pail above his head and poured water straight on top of the unsuspecting boy!
“What the hell!” Thomas shouted as he sprung up and looked behind him. Darren watched Thomas clear his eyes as laughter erupted. “What the hell, Darren! Why did you do something like that?”
“I figured you needed a cool off, Tom.” Darren replied, giggling at Thomas's soaked hair.
“Well...That wasn't nice!”
“I bet you won't think this is nice either!” Darren said as he tackled the wet boy to the ground. Being the bigger and stronger kid, Darren got the upper hand real quickly and forced Thomas into submission. Darren turned him around and pulled his arm behind his back, bending it upwards to causing Thomas to submit.
“Darren that hurts, please let go!” Thomas begged.
“Okay then, but we're going to the barn. Gotta get you cleaned up.”
Darren brought Thomas to his feet, still holding his arm held behind his back with his other arm wrapped around Thomas's neck. Darren then walked him into the barn and forced him against one of the barn's support poles. He turned Thomas around so that his back was against the pole and then brought his arms up above his head. Darren then grabbed the rope hanging above them towards the top of the pole and started to wrap it around Thomas's arms, eventually securing a knot and rendering Thomas helpless. Thomas tried to break his new bonds by wiggling his arms. “Darren, what are you planning to do?”
“Well, the little baby needs a change of clothes, and I'm the only one here that can do it.”
“What? C'mon Darren, you know I can change my owmmmmmmph!!” Thomas tried to complete, but Darren had taken his boots off and stuck one of his stinky socks inside Thomas's mouth!
“I think you need some time out!” Darren said snarlingly as he grabbed the bandanna in his pocket while holding the sock into Thomas's mouth. “Here, lets make sure you don't spit it out.”
Thomas wreathed and fought as Darren tried to tie the bandanna behind Thomas's head. But it only took a quick twist of the nipple to stop his lashing. “Be still or I'll go out to the field and collect some horse shit and smear it on your nose!” Darren warned. It was enough to make Thomas freeze. Darren finished tying the bandanna around Thomas's mouth. Darren figured it would hold long enough until he got back to reinforce it. “Now, let's get those damp clothes off.”
Darren reached down and slowly pulled off Thomas's old, worn leather boots, taking a quick whiff of the aged leather and Thomas's oder. “Damn Thomas, your feet smell almost as bad as mine!”
Thomas moaned as Darren removed his socks and stuffed them inside the removed boots. After he did he same thing with the other foot, Darren then unbuckled Thomas's belt and slid it from the laces around the waist. He then decided to use it as an effective blindfold, and proceeded to wrap it around Thomas's eyes. He wrapped it several times around Thomas's head, and finally fastened the belt buckle to keep it in place. Darren then yanked down Thomas's wet denim pants and tossed them to the ground. As Darren grabbed Thomas's boxers Thomas started to kick and fight again. “Stop struggling baby, we can't change you if you don't be still! Want me to go to the field?” But that still didn't stop Thomas. Darren figured that Thomas would rather smell horse feces rather than be exposed naked while tied up, and Darren kinda understood that. But nevertheless the boxers were forced off, exposing Thomas's dick and balls.
This was the first time in a long time that he saw his best friend naked. The last time was when they were young. When Darren would visit the house, Thomas's parents would make them take baths together to conserve water. He stared at Thomas's dick for several seconds, as something seemed strange about this situation. He felt a tingly sensation in his own pants, and even felt himself getting hard. Darren even noticed Thomas getting hard as well, which only did more to get his own blood rising. He started to slowly raise his hand to Thomas's penis, but before he could touch him Darren pulled away.
Darren wondered what was happening to him. He wondered what these new and strange feelings were for Thomas, and why he was feeling them. Darren's gaze averted from Thomas as he rose back to his feet. “I..I'll be back in a minute with a towel and some dry clothes.” Darren told Thomas as he left the barn.
As Darren entered the old, wooden house that belonged to Old Man Dan, he noticed the wood creaking under his feet. The various saddles and paintings of horses and deserts covered the walls, and on the floor were rugs made from the skins of various animals. It reminded him of Thomas's house, but obviously it was much older, and it had a much creepier feel to it. He went upstairs and into their shared guestroom and grabbed some clothes. As Darren picked up Thomas's boxers that same feeling entered him again. He held them in his hands for a minute or two, as thoughts of Thomas entered his mind again. Then, to Darren’s surprise, he found himself sniffing of Thomas's boxers! They were clean, but Darren could smell Thomas's scent, however feint. Images of Thomas's bound and naked body went through his mind, and once again his dick began to harden.
Darren found the courage to tear himself from the enchanting scent of his best friends boxers, and, visibly shaken, went to the bathroom and to the sink. He turned it on and spattered water in his face in an attempt to snap himself out of whatever this was. But as he peered into the mirror, reflections of him and Thomas making out while he was still tied to the pole could be seen. He immediately turned his gaze away. “W...what's wrong with me?” Darren said aloud. “I...am I….”
Darren thought for a minute, but eventually said “…..No….No….”
He went back to the barn to dry Thomas off and re-clothe him. The rest of the time they spent there was awkward to say the least for him. Darren knew Thomas felt just as awkward, but they never brought it up again. At that time, the 16 year old Darren had realized he was gay for Thomas….
And as Thomas avoided him, Darren did the same for a while. He got his job and kept his mind focused on work, wishing to not think about that day. For a long time, Darren remained closeted and in denial, and ashamed of his sexual attraction to his best friend. It took a long time for Darren to come around Thomas, as he didn't want something like that to happen again. He hated himself to the core for putting his best friend to that kind of torment. For a long time, Darren felt like he had abandoned Thomas. Alot of nights he couldn’t sleep, and even shed tears at the thought of not seeing Thomas anymore.
It wasn't until just recently Darren made a discovery. Darren had finally gained the courage to see Thomas. He went to Thomas's house for dinner that night, as Kourtney met him in town that day and asked him to see Thomas. Kortney was concerned the distance the two were having with each other was effecting Thomas, and she wanted to reconcile them. Darren reluctantly agreed.
Upon entering the house, the first thing Darren saw was Thomas sitting in the recliner, reading some book he had borrowed from Bailey. When Thomas looked up, that's when the two connected. Darren saw something in Thomas's eyes that he never would've thought to see. It was a look of desire and need. For a moment Darren had connected with him for the first time in a long time, and those same feelings rose again. Darren couldn’t move for that moment. Everything seemed like a blur to him but the eyes of his best friend. It was only Kourtney's call to dinner that broke the trance. Later that night, after hearing an earful from his drunken father about money, Darren had thought a lot about that moment, and what it meant. It was enough for him to come to the conclusion that Thomas felt the same way, that he was gay too. Darren felt deep down in himself that his best friend had the same desires and feelings. That night, Darren came to the conclusion that he had to find out for sure.
And a few days later, he would discover the truth…..
These thoughts and memories floated around in his head as he finished his carving. He had carved a figure of a horse, carrying him and Thomas to a place where no one could get in the way of their happiness; a place where they could live out their lives in peace…..
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