Shit Pitt--Pre-Consummation Jitters

Are Spurrier and Snigger Really Going to Get it On?!?

Shit Pitt--Honeymoon Haul pt. 3 of 5: “Pre-Consummation Jitters”
Connor Squaw and Markus Laddermore tackled the Rosewood Cowboy. They were in some nearby bushes with some cheerleaders when they had heard the shot the Cowboy had taken at Spurrier. Confused, drunk, and naked, it had taken the two football players a few minutes to regain their composure. Now, however, they were in top form, as they took the Rosewood Cowboy to the ground!

“I got ‘em!” Laddermore shouted.

“No, I got ‘em!” Squaw protested. The two men began to squabble as they sat on top of the fallen Cowboy. It was clear they were still drunk.

“I’m the best! Coach even said so!” Connor Squaw squawked as he put his hands on his hips.

“If you’re so great, why you wearing that?” Laddermore pointed down at where Squaw’s pants should have been. Squaw was wearing a cheerleader dress like the girl he’d been with!

Laddermore laughed! “Youse done been pus--”

POW! Laddermore was knocked into some bushes. The Rosewood Cowboy had punched him! Squaw got up off the rising Cowboy and stood up there in his cheerleader skirt! He clenched his fists.

“You might whip Laddermore, but I’m different!”

“That so?” The Cowboy scoffed as he lifted himself off the ground, and in the same motion, puched Squaw sqaure between the eyes! The Cowboy picked up his hat, which had fallen off his head during the tackle. He placed it back on his head.

“Ah ain’t got no beef with ya’ll boys. It’s your Coach ah’m after!” He turned to walk off but was tackled from behind by Laddermore, who was back up again! The Cowboy struggled to get free, but Laddermore held tightly. Squaw rejoined the conflict a few moments later, and started punching the Cowboy in the stomach as Laddermore held him!

***

Snigger sat on the floor of the hotel room Spurrier had gotten them. The horse sat there, placed in front of a table. The table held a plate for Snigger, filled with oats and grain. Spurrier sat across the table, eyeing his lovely “bride.”

“Snigger, what’s wrong, sugar? Ya ain’t hungry? Ya got them post-wedding, pre-consummation jitters ain‘tcha? Know ya is nervous, but ya gotta eat something!”

Spurrier rubbed his stomach and licked his lips. “Ya gotta keep up yore strength like me! Gotta keep that strength…for they night ah’m about to show ya!” Spurrier got up from the table and went towards the bathroom.

“Don’t worry, honey, ya got plenty of time! Ah’m gonna go take a shower, and when ah come out…it’s gon’ be on! ah told ‘em all you and ah was gon’ be together forever, and tonight, ah’m gonna prove it when ah take ya…take that beautiful body of yours and treat it they way it should be treated! Make ya feel so damn good and make ya all mine!”

Spurrier then stripped down in front of the horse, showing Snigger his bare ass before running into the bathroom!

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are (C) 2011 Joshua Dyson

All characters appearing in this work
are fictitious. Any resemblance to real
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