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For the Stock Show Finals 2017 - Class List | Reining

Featuring:
Horse: SRR Spook in the Rein
Riders Name: Justin McBride
Class: Reining
Country: USA
Stock Show RESULTS!

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The show was moving right along, one class after the next. Justin had plenty of time to go change out of his chink and into the full western garb for his reining class on Reiner...well, at least now it made sense. Moving on to what his Quarter Horse was really good at. Although...the cutting class had been...interesting...with Jarin blowing a fuse and all (PLAY IT COOL ). Way to make things awkward. Speaking of awkward...
Justin couldn't put his finger on it but something was up with his good friend, Sydney. It wasn't like him to be all up tight and stand-offish at a show. He usually socialized just as much as Justin did (okay, maybe not as much) but he certainly wasn't even unfriendly. He had known Sydney since they were kids. He had a bug in his pants about something.
"Hey, Syd!" Justin popped his head over Sydney's stall door, giving a grin.
Sydney was tidying up Tango's braids on her legs before they went in for reining. He gave a grunt of acknowledgment but didn't look up.
"Jar-bear still on the show grounds or did he head for the hills already?" Justin chuckled uneasily. Awkward.
Sydney shrugged. He didn't know and he honestly didn't give a shit where he ran off to. He just really didn't care at this point. He was tired of being some kid's babysitter. He had work to do.
Justin was uneasy about Sydney's response. But hey, a man can have secrets too. From a bro to a bro, he'd respect that. Give a bro some space. "A'ight man, well, his class is up soon. Might wanna find the lil' guy. Wouldn't want him to miss his first reinin' class, right?"
"Well, that's his fuckin' problem, now isn't it?" Sydney grumbled, grabbing for the polo wraps.
Justin adjusted his hat, shifting in his boots, "Aw, Syd, don't be so hard on the lil' guy. He's tryin'-"
"Well, he can try a little fuckin' harder then, can't he?" Sydney snapped. "He's a grown ass adult. It's not my fuckin' job to wipe his ass. Fuckin' got it?"
Justin stepped back, holding his hands up, "Aight, aight, man, no harm done, bro." Sheesh. "Well, uh, good luck to you out there, man. Competition's pretty tough today."
Justin headed off for his class, wondering what the hell was Sydney's problem today. Poor Jarin had to ride home with the guy. Damn. He did not envy that ride home! Mr Grouchy-Pants at his finest.
Jsutin spotted a familiar chestnut and the dweeb next to him headed down the barn aisle. He gave a friendly wave, "Jay-bae, you made it back from yer stroll! Your class is up soo...uh.."
Jarin had eyed Justin as soon as he spoke. His face turned crimson and he left the aisle as soon as he could. He pulled Hank right into the ladies restroom and shut the door, locking it.
Justin paused for a moment to take in what he had just watched. Did he...just take the horse...into the bathroom with him...? Was it his breath? Justin huffed into his hand. No. Huh. Hmm...maybe it really was that dream they shared then... (CP: Jus/Jar | Merry XXXmas! )
Justin led Reiner to the bathroom door and looked around. The aisle way was empty enough, "Jar-bear," he cleared his throat. This was awkward but...oh well. Roll with it. "It was just a dream, dude. We didn't actually...ya know...bump the bits..."
Jarin's heart seized. HE KNEW. HE KNEW ABOUT THE DREAM. (CP: Jus/Jar | Green Broke ) NO!!! Jarin whimpered and hid in the corner of the bathroom. If he knew then why was he trying to act so normal about it!? Nothing about it was normal!!! Of course he was okay with it! He wasn't the one that got laid out on the bed and stripped of his dignity! Jarin could still see that cocky smirk on his face! What an asshole! How dare he take his dream self's dream virginity and pretend it was normal!!
The silence was not making this any easier! Justin scratched his head, still making sure no one was around, "Look, dude, we can just never mention it to anyone and we can let it die, aight? We both know that's not how that scenario would have happened." Oh good, make it more awkward. But it was true. Everyone knew Justin would totally be a top. He had the sexy physique for it. And his tattoo read, 'Get Fucked' not 'Got Fucked'. But that was besides the point! Justin very much was not interested one way or the other!! He just wanted to ease this situation before it got too widespread among others, "You don't tell anyone and I don't tell anyone-" Justin paused at the sound of Jarin retching into the toilet with great passion. Well, that was certainly a reaction...
FUCKING CHRIST! Jarin put together what Justin had meant! He wanted Jarin to have sex with him but with the roles reversed! OH GOD! Jarin was sick to his stomach just thinking about it! He didn't have that kind of commitment! He didn't know how those bits even did the bumping! And he certainly wasn't marrying Justin!!!
"Uh, okay, dude, you sound busy. Uh, catch ya later, Jar-bear. Uh, steer clear of Syd, he's bein' a bit of a bitch unless you like the abuse. UH, not like bondage or anything! Oh, fuckin' hell, aren't you supposed to be the awkward one!?" Justin sounded a bit exasperated. He was usually a smooth talker but this was just snowballing out of control into a realm of awkward that no one dared venture to.
Jarin hurled his guts up again at the sound of bondage! He couldn't cope! It was too much!
Justin cleared his throat and saw his time to leave, "Right! See ya!" And he was out of there. Well, shit. He tried to make an awkward situation a little less awkward but...he wasn't sure about his success there.
As shitty as it sounded...Sydney didn't seem to be in the greatest mood to focus on his riding and Jarin was sick to his stomach int he bathroom with his horse. Maybe he had a shot at this thing then! It had been a while since he beat out Sydney! Maybe this was his chance! He certainly wouldn't let the crowd down!
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Previous: PLAY IT COOL | Next: Cheer Captain
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alt title: Bump The Bits
It's crunch time for art :''D
I've look at my calendar and what I still need to get done before deadlines and ohlord, it will be tight xD So hang with me as I try to squeeze art out of my soul!
Lol, I made Justin and Jarin poke at each other again. I find great pleasure in their awkwardness from those "crack" pairing dreams. It's just another torture device I can throw onto them. Justin is desperately trying to make it not awkward but Jarin oozes awkward xD I'd laugh my ass off if they won the next Valentine's Day crack pairing poll too xDDD Can you imagine!?

Justin/Reiner/Sydney/Tango/Jarin/Hank © Drasayer

SAI/Photoshop CS6

Description

For the Stock Show Finals 2017 - Class List | Reining

Featuring:
Horse: SRR Spook in the Rein
Riders Name: Justin McBride
Class: Reining
Country: USA
Stock Show RESULTS!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The show was moving right along, one class after the next. Justin had plenty of time to go change out of his chink and into the full western garb for his reining class on Reiner...well, at least now it made sense. Moving on to what his Quarter Horse was really good at. Although...the cutting class had been...interesting...with Jarin blowing a fuse and all (PLAY IT COOL ). Way to make things awkward. Speaking of awkward...
Justin couldn't put his finger on it but something was up with his good friend, Sydney. It wasn't like him to be all up tight and stand-offish at a show. He usually socialized just as much as Justin did (okay, maybe not as much) but he certainly wasn't even unfriendly. He had known Sydney since they were kids. He had a bug in his pants about something.
"Hey, Syd!" Justin popped his head over Sydney's stall door, giving a grin.
Sydney was tidying up Tango's braids on her legs before they went in for reining. He gave a grunt of acknowledgment but didn't look up.
"Jar-bear still on the show grounds or did he head for the hills already?" Justin chuckled uneasily. Awkward.
Sydney shrugged. He didn't know and he honestly didn't give a shit where he ran off to. He just really didn't care at this point. He was tired of being some kid's babysitter. He had work to do.
Justin was uneasy about Sydney's response. But hey, a man can have secrets too. From a bro to a bro, he'd respect that. Give a bro some space. "A'ight man, well, his class is up soon. Might wanna find the lil' guy. Wouldn't want him to miss his first reinin' class, right?"
"Well, that's his fuckin' problem, now isn't it?" Sydney grumbled, grabbing for the polo wraps.
Justin adjusted his hat, shifting in his boots, "Aw, Syd, don't be so hard on the lil' guy. He's tryin'-"
"Well, he can try a little fuckin' harder then, can't he?" Sydney snapped. "He's a grown ass adult. It's not my fuckin' job to wipe his ass. Fuckin' got it?"
Justin stepped back, holding his hands up, "Aight, aight, man, no harm done, bro." Sheesh. "Well, uh, good luck to you out there, man. Competition's pretty tough today."
Justin headed off for his class, wondering what the hell was Sydney's problem today. Poor Jarin had to ride home with the guy. Damn. He did not envy that ride home! Mr Grouchy-Pants at his finest.
Jsutin spotted a familiar chestnut and the dweeb next to him headed down the barn aisle. He gave a friendly wave, "Jay-bae, you made it back from yer stroll! Your class is up soo...uh.."
Jarin had eyed Justin as soon as he spoke. His face turned crimson and he left the aisle as soon as he could. He pulled Hank right into the ladies restroom and shut the door, locking it.
Justin paused for a moment to take in what he had just watched. Did he...just take the horse...into the bathroom with him...? Was it his breath? Justin huffed into his hand. No. Huh. Hmm...maybe it really was that dream they shared then... (CP: Jus/Jar | Merry XXXmas! )
Justin led Reiner to the bathroom door and looked around. The aisle way was empty enough, "Jar-bear," he cleared his throat. This was awkward but...oh well. Roll with it. "It was just a dream, dude. We didn't actually...ya know...bump the bits..."
Jarin's heart seized. HE KNEW. HE KNEW ABOUT THE DREAM. (CP: Jus/Jar | Green Broke ) NO!!! Jarin whimpered and hid in the corner of the bathroom. If he knew then why was he trying to act so normal about it!? Nothing about it was normal!!! Of course he was okay with it! He wasn't the one that got laid out on the bed and stripped of his dignity! Jarin could still see that cocky smirk on his face! What an asshole! How dare he take his dream self's dream virginity and pretend it was normal!!
The silence was not making this any easier! Justin scratched his head, still making sure no one was around, "Look, dude, we can just never mention it to anyone and we can let it die, aight? We both know that's not how that scenario would have happened." Oh good, make it more awkward. But it was true. Everyone knew Justin would totally be a top. He had the sexy physique for it. And his tattoo read, 'Get Fucked' not 'Got Fucked'. But that was besides the point! Justin very much was not interested one way or the other!! He just wanted to ease this situation before it got too widespread among others, "You don't tell anyone and I don't tell anyone-" Justin paused at the sound of Jarin retching into the toilet with great passion. Well, that was certainly a reaction...
FUCKING CHRIST! Jarin put together what Justin had meant! He wanted Jarin to have sex with him but with the roles reversed! OH GOD! Jarin was sick to his stomach just thinking about it! He didn't have that kind of commitment! He didn't know how those bits even did the bumping! And he certainly wasn't marrying Justin!!!
"Uh, okay, dude, you sound busy. Uh, catch ya later, Jar-bear. Uh, steer clear of Syd, he's bein' a bit of a bitch unless you like the abuse. UH, not like bondage or anything! Oh, fuckin' hell, aren't you supposed to be the awkward one!?" Justin sounded a bit exasperated. He was usually a smooth talker but this was just snowballing out of control into a realm of awkward that no one dared venture to.
Jarin hurled his guts up again at the sound of bondage! He couldn't cope! It was too much!
Justin cleared his throat and saw his time to leave, "Right! See ya!" And he was out of there. Well, shit. He tried to make an awkward situation a little less awkward but...he wasn't sure about his success there.
As shitty as it sounded...Sydney didn't seem to be in the greatest mood to focus on his riding and Jarin was sick to his stomach int he bathroom with his horse. Maybe he had a shot at this thing then! It had been a while since he beat out Sydney! Maybe this was his chance! He certainly wouldn't let the crowd down!
(1057 word count)

Previous: PLAY IT COOL | Next: Cheer Captain
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

alt title: Bump The Bits
It's crunch time for art :''D
I've look at my calendar and what I still need to get done before deadlines and ohlord, it will be tight xD So hang with me as I try to squeeze art out of my soul!
Lol, I made Justin and Jarin poke at each other again. I find great pleasure in their awkwardness from those "crack" pairing dreams. It's just another torture device I can throw onto them. Justin is desperately trying to make it not awkward but Jarin oozes awkward xD I'd laugh my ass off if they won the next Valentine's Day crack pairing poll too xDDD Can you imagine!?

Justin/Reiner/Sydney/Tango/Jarin/Hank © Drasayer

SAI/Photoshop CS6