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Selected excerpts from: BI RANCHERS BI MATES
Bisexual Man's Novel by BILL LEE

(From Chapter 12)
Leaving Sally and Gloria to themselves, the men rode toward the slanting hills that stretched west in the distance. When the horsemen topped the rise, they could see for at least thirty miles in all directions. The valley was golden in the summer haze while the distant mountains were almost lavender in softly rolling waves. At the bottom of the valley were green meadows along the banks of the spring-fed stream, and that's where the horses were grazing.
"There they are," Steve pointed. "You ought to find some pretty good head among them."
"That was damn good head last night," Brad grinned.
Steve grinned back. "You're as constantly horny as I am - guess that's why we get along so well." He led the way down the slope to the banks of the cool stream that flowed winter and summer. The other horses snorted at their arrival but continued to feed in the sleepy afternoon sun. The cowboys dismounted and gave their horses rein to drink from the creek.
"That water looks good, Steve–think I'll take a dip." He tossed his hat on a rock and stripped off his clothes. Steve watched him without comment until he was nude, and then joined him hurriedly.
The water wasn't deep enough to swim but it was cool and refreshing. They splashed themselves thoroughly and then each other, noting their growing tumescence. Before that proceeded too far, they left the water and stretched out on the grass side by side, their rangy, muscular, naked bodies almost touching. They watched a few puffy clouds float silently through a denim-blue sky.
"I remember the first time I met you," Steve mused. "It was at that whore house out in the valley. We could see each other ballin' chicks in opposite rooms across the hall and decided to make it a foursome. The women didn't mind, either. I was kinda new to the man-to-man scene, but you sure were ready for just about anything," he chuckled.
Brad grinned back. "Yeah, I remember. I was never really new to that scene–even as a kid I could never understand why there was some block against men havin' sex with men. I guess my first experiences were with guys, jackin' off with other kids, you know, but then girls got in the act and it was just natural to go both ways, right from the start."
"I bought the one-way deal for a while, like most of my friends, but sexy guys like you changed that pretty quick. The softness, the roundness of women are great, but there is a lot to be said for flat, strong muscles and hard, throbbing cocks. Why rule out fifty percent of the population?"
Brad turned to him with a grin and reached for his buddy. He watched, sensed the subtle stirrings his stroking hand was producing. . . they were focused on one inevitable goal, the sharing of masculine love in bursts of paired potency. . . They scaled the slopes of the valley surrounding them, their muscles locked in ardent coupling, and their bodies melted together in one massive, sensual mating of animals built for power and bred for lust. . .
Eventually their need for air became uppermost and they pulled back, sighing, wishing for more. Gently they relaxed, smiling. There would be a next time.

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