Zane & Vaughn - The Cowboy Drabbles

Mr. McGregor the Top

2010-06-13T16:50:00.000-07:00

Title: Mr. McGregor the Top

Author: Tarabeth

Characters: Zane and Vaughn

“It wasn’t my fault,” Vaughn said with a pout.

“Did you set the rabbit loose in the garden or not?” Zane applied a swat to the younger man’s butt.

“We’re out of rabbit food, and you said I couldn’t go into town.”

Zane rolled his eyes. “You could have put some veggies in his pen—then he might not have torn up the vegetable patch.”

Vaughn softly ran his hand over the bunny’s ears. “You shouldn’t have threatened to make him into stew.”

“We need something for dinner since he ate all the vegetables.”

Vaughn returned Cottontail to his pen. “Meany.”

*Written for the Writing Lines Spring 2010 Drabble Challenge*

Ode to a Cowboy Christmas

2008-11-17T12:02:00.000-08:00

Title: Ode to a Cowboy Christmas
Author: Tarabeth, with lots of help from Mel
Characters: Zane and Vaughn
Prompt: Vixen

This was written for The Tea Room's Holiday Prompt Challenge

Twas the night before Christmas, all over their land
The creatures were stirring, even the ranch hand

Zane was well hung, by the chimney he stood
Sporting some rather impressive wood

The cat was snuggled all happy in bed,
While visions of tuna swam ‘round in her head.

Zane was quite naked, and so was his Bloke
They lay on the floor for a long winter’s poke

When down on the rug, Vaughn arose from Zane’s sucking
He said, “What we need to do, is get fucking.”

Zane grabbed for the lube, he flew like a flash,
Pushed his fingers in deep and slicked up Vaughn’s Ass.

The sweat on Vaughn’s breast, from a good fuck and blow,
Gave the luster of gods to Zane’s handsome beaux.

When, what to their wandering ears should they hear?
But Vaughn’s little brother, the software engineer.

They cackled and shouted, the brother and his chicks,
The men had but moment’s to climax their pricks.

More rapid than eagles, the cowboys they came,
Zane grunted, and shouted, and called out Vaughn’s name

“Mmm, oooooh! Vaughn! I’m cuming, my sweet little Vixen!”
“Oooooh, ahhh! That was Good! My handsome, big strong Texan!”

The Top went to the porch, yelling “you might have called!”
The Brat waved his hands crying “Now Dash away all!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, the Top gives the eye,

So up to the housetop the Brat he now flew,
With a hand full of clothes, his brother and crew.

And then, in a twinkling, he heard at the door
A piqued and peeved top, out to settle the score.

He drew back his hand, as Vaughn turned around
And down came the swat with a most forceful bound.

His bottom was spanked, from his cheeks to his thighs,
And the sobs they did come, as tears fell from his eyes;

As the big wooden paddle crashed down on Vaughn’s bum,
He cried and he sobbed until his voice was numb

His eyes didn’t twinkle, his dimples weren’t merry!
But his cheeks were like roses, and his butt like a cherry!

Zane drew Vaughn up and cuddled his lover,
He wiped off the tears to help him recover.

He dropped little kisses, and held tight in his arms.
The love of his life, who had so many charms.

It was the handsome face and tight little belly
And the hard round ass that he lubed well with jelly.

The life of a cowboy made Vaughn fit and trim
It made Zane so proud to say Vaughn was with him

A lonely young rancher was the life that he led,
‘Til he met this Brat, he knew now he must wed

The law was not with them, they must fight and work
To be wed like the straights by their county clerk

They marched with their signs and flags of rainbows,
Gave lots of money to help beat their foes.

They sprang to the streets, the masses did bristle,
They stood strong and proud like a field full of thistle

But I heard them exclaim, “We won’t go out of sight.
We love one another and marriage is our right!”

Valentine's Picnic

2008-02-14T18:19:00.000-08:00

Title: Valentine Picnic
Couple: Zane and Vaughn
Author: Tarabeth

I was sitting behind him, holding onto his waist, as we rode towards the stream. Vaughn pulled on the reins bringing Ed to a stop under the large willow tree.

I dismounted first. He handed me the picnic basket, dismounted and led Ed over to the stream, while I spread the blanket and laid out our lunch. Sliced roast beef, fresh baked bread, vegetables from the garden, oranges from the orchard and chocolate cake from the market.

We ate slowly and then napped. He awoke to find me skinny dipping in the stream. Zane lured me out of the stream and we made love under the warm afternoon sun.

To Drabble or not to Drabble...

2007-09-02T22:01:00.000-07:00

To Drabble or not to Drabble...

A drabble is an extremely short work of fiction exactly one hundred words in length, although the term is often misused to indicate a short story of less than 1000 words. The purpose of the drabble is brevity and to test the author's ability to express interesting and meaningful ideas in an extremely confined space. Richard N. Hill recently coined the phrase "dribble" to describe a story that is only 50 words.

In drabble contests participants are given a theme and a certain amount of time to write. Drabble contests, and drabbles in general, are popular in science fiction fandoms and in fan fiction. The concept is said to have originated in UK science fiction fandom in the 1980s; the 100-word format was established by the Birmingham University SF Society and popularized online at 100 Words.

The particular language used may greatly affect the ease or difficulty of writing a drabble. For example, the Finnish two-word sentence "Heittäytyisinköhän seikkailuun?" translates English as "What if I should throw myself into an adventure?", a sentence of nine words. This density of meaning makes Finnish a much easier language in which to write a drabble than English. Even easier languages would be those which exhibit extreme polysynthesis, such as Cherokee, where an entire English sentence can often be expressed in a single word.

The term comes from Monty Python's 1971 Big Red Book. In this book, "Drabble" was a word game where the first participant to write a novel wins. In order to make the game possible in the real world, the science fiction fandom agreed that 100 words will suffice.

"Drabble" is also sometimes used colloquially to refer to any short piece of literature, usually fan fiction, where brevity is its outstanding feature. Some stories, called "drabbles" by their authors or readers, total as many as 1,000 words in length. However, such a story might more accurately be termed "flashfic", "shortfic," or "ficlet".
Similar concepts are flash fiction, microfiction and nanofiction.

-- From Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Drabble

The Making of the Original Cowboy Drabble

2007-08-28T19:54:00.001-07:00

A Friday evening e-mail chat with my friend...turned into her greatly helping me to write my first ever drabble...I thought it might be fun to share the process...

Tarabeth
08:07
I am trying to start my drabble...but, now I am stuck...what do you think....

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled as he stepped in a pile of horseshit, landed on his ass and slid across the drive. He was late for the town hall meeting, and paying more attention to getting to the car, off the ranch, and away from Zane, than to where he was going.

Zane came bolting through the screen door, jumped off the porch and ran towards Vaughn.

Tarabeth
08:08
100 words sucks...I talk to much.

Nicole
08:11
Good names. I like this start. How many words is that?

Tarabeth
08:11
Sixty-five

Nicole
08:12
and you only get 35 more?

Tarabeth
08:15
yeah...what I am supposed to do know...gosh...I really am amazed English is my primary language.

Here are some proposed options for my remaining 35 words...
*Vaughn has just been spanked...hense being late for the meeting and wanting to get away from Zane...
*Vaughn is running away from Zane...'cause he knows he is going to get it
*Zane is being a horndog...and Vaughn is trying to get out of the house before he gets molested again...hense the being late

The origanal plan...although there is no way I can do it in 35 words...was that Vaughn had on really spendy new shoes...that he wasn't supposed to buy...and there was this spiralling thing and getting in touble...but, I just forgot how few 100 words are...

I think I may have to go get some ice cream to help me think

Nicole
08:21
Why don't you write it the way you envisioned it, and then I can help you whittle away?

Of course, ice cream is a must. lol

Tarabeth
08:22
okay....I am going to type away...

"Vaughn! Are you okay?" Zane asked, as he knelt at Vaughn's side.

This is going to be way to many words.

Vaughn pushed himself up, and started dusting the dirt off the seat of his pants. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Nicole
08:26
lol, breathe. it'll be fine.

Tarabeth
08:26
As he looked down over himself he realized his new, Mark Nason Slip-on's...

(author's note...they are very cute....http://shop.nordstrom.com/c/2376166/0~2376778~2372807~2372838~2376166?cm_ven=google&cm_cat=shoes&cm_pla=generic-mens&cm_ite=men%27s%20designer%20shoes

Nicole
08:27
those are nice

Tarabeth
08:30
...which he had paid $375 for, he noticed that not only were they covered in horse manure, but that the shit had seeped inside his shoe and was all over his over the pant leg of his new $200 diesel jeans...which were also displaying a nice gash across his calf.

Zane rolled up the jeans to see if the gash had left any damage to Vaughn's leg.

As he did he realized he had not seen either these shoes for this pair of jeans before.

Vaughn’s leg was only displaying a scratch, he hadn’t actually broken any skin. Zane rolled his pant leg back down and gave Vaughn a stern look, “Vaughn?”

(This is so not a cowboy story...I am such a girl!!!)

“Where did those jeans and shoes come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn began to answer, knowing that lying wouldn’t be tolerated, and telling the truth was going to land him in near as much trouble as lying about his new clothes.

(I need big rugged man story...not cowboy spanked for spending too much at Nordstroms. )

Nicole
08:37
lol. not all cowboys are big rugged men

Tarabeth
08:38
Yes, but I am not liking my drabble and it is already 258 words.

The shoes are very cute...though aren't they...

Nicole
08:39
yes they are.

Tarabeth
08:39
Suggestions?

He got a terrible sinking feeling when he realized that not only were his cute new jeans and shoes ruined, but that very soon, his cute jeans, that so nicely showed off is firm, round ass, would be around his ankles, allowing Zane’s belt to show his firm round ass what happens to cowboy’s who overspend at Nordys.

316 words

Nicole
08:46
Good story. So, what are the most important details?

Tarabeth
08:47
Hmmm...well, cowboy details need to be there hense the horse poo...the mention of the ranch...

I like how Zane's concerned when Vaughn falls

But, the basic story is Vaughn spent way to much money, ruined his new clothes his first time wearing them...and got busted

But, I also never said why he wanted to get away from Zane in the first place...

Because, I think he was in trouble...which only makes the fact that he was leaving in a huff, not paying attention to where he was going and ruined his clothes that much worse.

Nicole
08:52
yeah, maybe he's in trouble first and you only mention the fact that he's sore to cut down on that part of it?

Tarabeth
08:53
I don't understand...please explain again

Nicole
08:54
Well, maybe you write that Vaughn rubs a little as he hurries away from Zane toward the truck, and leave it at that. your readers will know that he got in trouble, and that he's mad at Zane just from that.

Tarabeth
08:55
You are such a smart woman.

ooooo....I think I might like the Burberry Jeans better and they cost more. I don't like jeans to have too funky of pockets...they can take away from the ass.

The Burberry's are also low rise...I don't like high rise men's jeans http://shop.nordstrom.com/C/2378147/0~2376777~2374609~2374615~2378147?mediumthumbnail=Y&viewAll=1&tuid=00000418-006c-085e-6361-745f6d656469&catID=2378147&Category=2378147

Nicole
08:58
...it could be that the shoes and the jeans could be a little much. maybe it's just about the shoes?

Tarabeth
08:59
'Kay...I am fiddling with it now...

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled as he stepped in a pile of horseshit, landed on his ass and slid across the drive. He was late for the town hall meeting, and paying more attention to the sting in his backside than where he was going.

Well...I cut out a couple of words...

Or maybe just the jeans...cause I kind of like the reference at the end about his ass and in the jeans and then the jeans around his ankles...

Nicole
09:03
*nod* that would work, too

tarabeth1012
09:06
“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled as he stepped in a pile of horseshit, landed on his ass and slid across the drive. He was late for the town hall meeting, and paying more attention to the sting in his backside than where he was going.

Zane came bolting through the screen door, jumped off the porch and ran towards Vaughn.

Vaughn pushed himself up, and started dusting the dirt off the seat of his pants. "I'm fine." As he looked down over himself he realized his new $200 diesel jeans were covered in manure and had a lengthy gash in the calf.

Zane rolled up the jeans to see if the gash had left any damage to Vaughn's leg. As he did he realized he had not seen this pair of jeans before. Vaughn’s leg was only displaying a scratch; he hadn’t actually broken any skin. Zane rolled his pant leg back.

Ugg...220...I am going to go make a quick ice cream run...so BRB

Nicole
09:07
okay

Tarabeth
09:23
mmmm, reese's peanut butter cup ice cream

Nicole
09:24
mmm, that does sound yummy

Tarabeth
09:25
thanks...I am cutting more words...this isn't fun...it reminds me having to submit letters of intent for grants.

Nicole
09:28
lol. sorry

Tarabeth
09:29
Down to 189...and still deleting...

Nicole
09:36
is it working?

Tarabeth
09:36
down to 166

Nicole
09:36
cool

Tarabeth
09:36
this is what I have so far

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled as he stepped in a pile of horseshit, landed on his ass and slid across the drive. He was late for the town hall meeting, and paying more attention to the sting in his backside than where he was going.

Zane came bolting through the screen door running towards Vaughn.

Vaughn sat up, and dusted the dirt off his ass. "I'm fine," he mumbled, as he realized his new $200 diesel jeans had a length gash and were covered in manure.

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg, he realized he didn’t recognize this pair of jeans. Vaughn’s leg was only scratched. Zane rolled the pant leg back down giving Vaughn a stern look, “Vaughn, where did those jeans come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn began to answer, he got a terrible sinking feeling realizing that not only were his new jeans ruined; they would soon be around his ankles, allowing Zane’s belt to show it what happens to cowboy’s who overspend at Nordys.

Nicole
09:41
What if you said "He was late for a meeting and not paying attention to where he was going" instead? It cuts down like 8 words.

Or, possibly that's not important at all. Your readers can just assume that he's in a hurry for some reason, or just clumsy.

Tarabeth
09:46
133 words

Nicole
09:48
close!

Tarabeth
09:51
ugg 124...any more suggestions...

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled stepping in a pile of horseshit and sliding across the drive. He was paying more attention to his sore backside than where he was going.

Zane came bolting through the screen door.

Vaughn stood, dusting the dirt off his ass. "I'm fine," he realized his new $200 jeans had a gash and were covered in manure.

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg, it was only scratched. Zane realized he didn’t recognize these jeans, rolling the pant leg down he gave Vaughn a stern look, “Where did those jeans come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn’s stomach sank, realizing his new jeans were ruined and would soon be around his ankles, with Zane’s belt showing what happens to cowboy’s who overspend at Nordys.

Nicole
09:53
Um. You could probably do without "Vaughn stood, dusting the dirt off his ass." and change the "he" to "Vaughn" so we know who's talking.

Tarabeth
09:56
Ha...97...check this out...

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled stepping in a pile of horseshit and sliding across the drive.

Zane came bolting out the door.

"I'm fine," Vaughn realized his new $200 jeans were ripped and covered in manure.

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg, it was only scratched. Zane realized he didn’t recognize these jeans, rolling the pant leg down he gave Vaughn a stern look, “Where did those jeans come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn realized his new jeans were ruined and would soon be around his ankles, with Zane’s belt showing what happens to cowboy’s who overspend at Nordys.

Nicole
09:57
cool. very nice. now take the apostrophe out of cowboys. lol

Tarabeth
09:58
'kay and I am using the thesaurus to find other words for realize.

Nicole
09:58
lol. be careful with those thesauruses. they're scary.

Tarabeth
09:59
yes, but fun...

must stop cutting...now down to 95 words...please send help...

Okay final version...what do you think...

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled stepping in a pile of horseshit and sliding across the drive.

Zane came bolting out the door.

"I'm fine," Vaughn’s new $200 jeans were ripped and covered in manure.

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg, it was only scratched. Zane noticed he didn’t recognize these jeans, rolling the pant leg down he gave Vaughn a stern look, “Where did those jeans come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn realized his new jeans were ruined and would soon be around his ankles, with Zane’s belt showing what happens to cowboys who overspend at Nordys.

uh oh...I think they are supposed to be EXACTLY 100 words.

Nicole
10:02
add in some adjectives. lol

Tarabeth
10:04
Okay, let's play a grammer game....

comma or semi-colon

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg; it was only scratched.

Nicole
10:05
semi-colon

Tarabeth
10:08
Okay, miss you are this best.

Cowboy Drabble

2007-08-26T00:38:00.000-07:00

“CRAP!!!” Vaughn yelled stepping in a pile of horseshit and sliding across the drive.

Zane came bolting out the screen door.

"I'm fine," Vaughn’s new $200 Diesel jeans were ripped and covered in manure.

Zane raised the jeans to check Vaughn's leg; it was only scratched. Zane noticed he didn’t recognize the jeans Vaughn was wearing, rolling the pant leg down he gave Vaughn a stern look, “Where did those jeans come from?”

“Ummm,” Vaughn realized his new jeans were ruined and would soon be around his ankles, with Zane’s hand showing what happens to cowboys who overspend at Nordys.

This was written for a Corner Time Reflections National Day of the Cowboy Drabble Challenge.

The Garden Runneth Over

2007-08-26T00:36:00.000-07:00

Title: The Garden Runneth Over
Authors: Tarabeth & Nicole
Characters: Zane/Vaughn

This was written for a Corner Time Reflections DP Slashfic Drinking Game Drabble Challenge.

*** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Vaughn, brushing Ed’s mane, beginning to vent, “He always frickin’ over-waters my garden. But, does he listen to me? No!”

“Zane, that's too much water; you’re going to flood the garden,” Vaughn called out.

“It’s fine. No worries. Trust me, love,” Zane responded.

“If you flood my garden…I’m gonna…” Vaughn stumbled.

Zane laughed, “You’re going to what?”

“I’m gonna,” Vaughn stopped in thought, “I’m going to spank you.”

They both giggled. “You think you could, little man?” Zane questioned, still watering.

Vaughn placed his hands on his hips, giving a stern look, “Zane Alexander Michaels, do you want a spanking?”