The Trophy Buckle

I was in my third year attending Texas Tech in Abilene.  I was sharing an apartment with another cowboy, Butch, who was a senior.  I was a always cocky around Butch because I was taller than him and picked on him because of it.

While I was gay, I was pretty discrete and not sure if Butch was aware or not.  Butch was clearly straight from a small Texas town.  While I generally enjoyed dominating the guys I met, I enjoyed it when a stronger cowboy would dominate me.  Butch and I both had a similar interest in bondage and both of us had several steel cuffing devices.  Maybe that’s why we got along so well as roommates.

One night, Butch was cleaning his saddle in our living room with saddle soap.  I clearly enjoyed watching Butch work the leather of his saddle.  The next morning Butch had already left for class.  I looked at my boots and decided to use his saddle soap to clean my boots before school. When I got home that afternoon he jumped me from behind as soon as I walked through the door and wrestled me to the ground with my hands behind my back. He cuffed me behind my back and stuffed his dirty jock strap in my mouth as a gag. Shit, they were wet and smelled like piss and cum. He pulled out some boot cuffs and rope and hogtied me as tight as he could.

Butch started kicking me in the side and stomping on me. “You fuckin’ piece of shit!  I’m fuckin’ tired of you using my shit.  You shittin’ ass wipe.  I’m gonna make you pay for using my shit and teach your fuckin’ asshole not to mess with my shit.  You’re gonna be so sorry after I teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget asswipe.”

He pulled the jock strap out of my mouth and shoved his boot in my face.  “Fuckin’ asswipe, lick my boots clean.  Yeah, shit head, start lickin’ some leather.”

I started licking his boots.  Damn, I got an immediate hard-on.

“Yeah fucker, lick those boots.  You fuckin’ think you can use my shit to clean your boots?  I’m fuckin’ gonna make you lick my boots clean.  Teach your fuckin’ sorry ass a lesson not to mess with my shit.  Next time you use my shit, I’m gonna make you fuckin’ lick all my boots clean.  You’d better do a good job cleaning my boots fucker or I’m gonna kick your ass and make you lick them again.”

When I finished licking his boots, Butch shoved his jock strap back in my mouth and untied me but left me cuffed and shackled and led me to my room.  He pulled off his belt in front of me and said “Tom, I know you have been waiting for this for a long time.  I’m gonna enjoy whipping your ass, fucker.”

He bent me over my bed and started whipping my ass with his belt till is arm got tired.  I was pleading for mercy through the gag.

“Shut up ass wipe and take your punishment like a man”, Butch laughed as he kept whipping my ass with his belt.  Shit, he was enjoying this way too much.  I wasn’t sure how much more my ass could take.

He shoved me to my knees and cuffed and hogtied me; he wrapped the ropes so they framed my balls and made it extra snug. I was on my knees in front of him covered in sweat with his boxers still in my mouth looking up at him. He had the biggest smile as he stood in front of me putting his belt back on, he knelt down and took my buckle off of me and said, “Tom, you fuckin’ don't deserve this buckle.  I think I just won this buckle from you.  This is my trophy buckle I just won from you fucker.”

He stood back up where the buckle was now at my eye level He pulled out my gag and made me lick the buckle and then kiss his Levi bulge. He re-gagged me kicked me in the nuts making me double over in pain then he kicked me in the back making me fall face down to the floor.

“Fucker, you’d better not touch my stuff again.  I’ll enjoy teaching you this lesson again, asswipe.”

Butch slipped a handcuff key in the back pocket of my Wranglers and stood back over me.

“I hope you have fun getting free, fucker.  You have all night to get free before class tomorrow.”

I heard Butch unzip his Levi's and he started to piss all over me. He kicked me a couple more times and walked on me on his way out of the room. He got to the door and said “Good luck boy. Don't forget you are my bitch now”.

Butch turned off the light and left. I struggled all night and finally got free at 8 am.  Just in time to clean up and get off to class.

That evening, I got home and Butch was all smiles.

“Butch, are you going to give me my buckle back?”, I asked.

“Shit no, fucker.  I told you, bitch, this is my bitch trophy buckle I won last night.  You want it back fucker, you have to win it back.  Good luck on that, fucker.”

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A week passed and things returned to normal.  I’d pick on Butch like usual.  He’d fight me back.  I still hadn’t got back my trophy buckle.

Friday morning, I was about to head off to class.  Butch was still sleeping as he didn’t have classes on Friday.  I noticed Butch’s Levi’s on the couch with his belt.  There was my trophy buckle.  I snapped it off Butch’s belt and headed off to class.

That afternoon, Butch let me know that I hadn’t won the buckle back fair and square and he’d settle the score.  He headed off for a night of partying with his friends.  I settled down in the apartment and went to bed early.

Butch came home early, about 11 PM.  I heard Butch rummaging around his room.  Then my bedroom door flew open and Butch turned on the light.  Butch jumped on top of me in my bed.  I really hadn’t realized what was happening as Butch cuffed my hands behind my back.  He pulled off my underwear and snapped on some boot cuffs and using rope, hogtied me as tight as he could.  Butch gagged me with a bandana and carried me out to the living room.  Butch looked awesome as he had put on his chaps, cowboy hat, and was wearing spurs on his cowboy boots.

“I told you fucker that I was gonna teach you a lesson you won’t forget.  I told you to keep your fuckin’ hands off my shit.  I won that fuckin’ buckle ass wipe.  You are gonna pay for stealing my shit, cowboy style.”

Butch started kicking me in the side and stomping on me. Butch would use his spurs to jab me in my sides and thighs.  “You fuckin’ piece of shit!  I’m fuckin’ tired of you stealing my shit.  You shittin’ ass wipe.  I thought ass wipe, you’d learned your lesson last week.  I guess not.  You must like a cowboy to kick the shit of you, mother fucker.  Well you got your wish.  This cowboy is ready to fuckin’ kick your ass and really teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

Butch continued to kick, spur, and stomp me.  Then he stopped and went into my bedroom to retrieve the trophy buckle.  He came out proudly wearing his trophy.  He knelt down beside me and took off my bandanna gag, stood up and thrust his boots in face.

“Lick some leather, ass wipe”, demanded Butch.

“Go to Hell, fucker”, I replied.

“Tom, you wanna play hard ball with this cowboy, fine.  I’ll enjoy kickin’ your ass some more.”  Butch let loose with more stomping and spurring.

Butch presented his boots again.  “Ready now ass wipe to lick some leather?  Or would you prefer more cowboy incentives?”

I started licking Butch’s boots and getting quite the hard-on.  Damn I loved being manhandled by Butch.  When I was finished with his boots, Butch noticed my rock hard dick and thrust his boot between my legs.

“You wanna cum on my boots, boy?  Go ahead.  I’ll make you lick your fuckin’ cum off my boots if you do.  Your loss, fucker.  At least I offered to let you get comfort for that hard-on.”

Butch bent over me and re-tied the bandanna gag in my mouth.  He untied the rope leaving me cuffed and shackled and led me over to his saddle sitting on its stand.  He pushed me over the saddle and tied a pigging rope from the saddle horn around my neck.  He tied each of my feet to a leg of the saddle stand.  He wrapped ropes from my legs across my chest that framed my balls and made it extra snug.  My dick was so fucking hard from Butch’s bondage treatment.

Butch went to my room where he grabbed my belt said “Tom, you know what’s coming next.  I’m gonna enjoy whipping your ass again, fucker.  I hope you are learning your lesson this time.”

Butch whipped my ass once.  My belt slapped my bare ass hard with a loud whack.  I was pleading for mercy through the gag.

“Shut up ass wipe and take your punishment”, Butch laughed as he kept whipping my ass with my belt.  “Yeah butthead, I hope you like your ass nice and red.  Your belt is doing a fine job turning your fuckin’ ass red.”  Butch continued to whip my ass with several more lashes.  

Butch moved around the saddle where my buckle was now at eye level.  He untied my bandanna gag and said, “Yeah boy, lick that trophy buckle.  Show this cowboy you’ve learned your lesson.”

I licked the buckle.  “Now kiss the bulge in my Levi’s boy.  I know that’s what you really want, Tom.  Yeah, bury your fucking face in my crotch.  Kiss my cowboy crotch.  Fuck yeah, I know you fuckin’ want this cowboy.”

I was stunned trying to figure out if Butch knew I was gay.

Butch walked around the saddle and grabbed his leather roping gloves.  He put them on and grabbed a tube of lubricant.  He squirted some on his gloves and rammed a gloved finger up my ass.

“How’s that feel, fucker?  You ready for this cowboy to ride your fuckin’ ass?  I told you I was gonna teach you lesson.  Get ready for this cowboy to fuck his bitch.  Tonight, your fuck hole is gonna be my pussy.  You’re my fuckin’ bitch tonight, Tom.  I said I was going to teach you cowboy style.  Tonight, Tom, I’m going to make you my new cowboy bitch boy!  And shit, Tom, there ain’t fucking nothing you can do but take my cowboy cock!"

Butch unzipped his Levi’s and lubed his rock hard cock.  Butch placed his hands on the saddle and thrust his cock hard up my ass.  Damn it hurt.  I yelled in pain as Butch hit my head.

“Shut up ass wipe.  I know I’m not the first cowboy to ride your ass.  I think you like guys riding your ass.  Yeah, I know your little secret.  I fuckin’ won your trophy buckle.  You’re my fuckin’ bitch.  Take my meat, sucker.”

Butch was now thrusting my fuck hole hard.  Groaning in ecstasy. 

“Shit boy, you are one helluva a ride!  Yee Haw!  Take this cowboy cock!  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy!  Fuck… oh yeah…”

Butch held on to the saddle and was pounding my ass hard.  I knew he was enjoying his ride.  It wasn’t long before Butch shot his load of cum up my ass and pulled himself out.  Even though my ass hurt from that belt whipping, damn, this night was turning into a dream come true for me.  I so enjoyed having Butch finally ride my fuck cowboy style.  Damn, it was better than I could have ever imagined.

“Damn, bitch.  That’s one helluva of a fuck.  Shit that was good.  Well boy, I hope this cowboy taught you a lesson to leave my shit alone.  You touch my stuff again, and I will gladly repeat whipping and kicking your ass.  And don’t forget boy, you are my bitch.  And I have your trophy buckle to prove it. Don’t think tonight will be the last time this cowboy rides!”

Butch untied me and we went to bed.  The next day I avoided Butch and hung out with friends.  Again, things sort of returned to normal by Monday.  I started being cocky around Butch again.  Picking on him.  He’d fight back.  I didn’t bother him about my trophy buckle anymore.  He’d proudly wear it and make references that he’d won it from me.

About once a month, Butch would surprise me and tie me up and fuck my ass.  He said he owned me as his bitch.  Butch really enjoyed seeing how many different ways he could tie me up and fuck my ass.  Damn, it wasn’t long and he was cumming two and three times when he had me roped in bed or over his saddle.

One day after I had given Butch a hard time, I put in a dip and noticed it tasted a lot like cum.  Shit, Butch had cum into my dip.  When Butch came home, I called him on it.  Butch laughed his ass off and told me that since I was his cum eater, he thought he would speed up the process for me and cum in my dip.  I tackled him, but he over powered me and hogtied me.  He pulled me up to my knees and unzipped his Wrangs.  His big dick exploded into my face.  Butch pulled out his dip and put in a fresh wad.  Then he forced a wad into my lip.  Next, he forced his cock into my mouth and started to face fuck me while I had my dip.  It didn’t take long for Butch to cum down my throat mixed with my chew.  Shit, that was HOT.

Butch pulled his spent cock out of my mouth and said, “See bitch, I told ya I just wanted to speed the process up.  But hell, having you eat my cum is always a pleasure for this cowboy."

Damn it was a great year and I didn’t want it to end.  I was okay being Butch’s bitch boy and I enjoyed it when Butch manhandle me and used his steel bondage toys and saddle.  While tied up, Butch would thrust his boot between my legs and I’d cum on his boot.  Then he’d make me lick my cum off.  Butch would cum on his boots and make me lick his cum.  Butch really enjoyed our new relationship and if I left my dip can out, I had to get used to finding my dip covered in his cum.

In May, just before school ended, Butch handed me a new trophy buckle.  Engraved on the back was “Butch’s Bitch”.  Damn I loved that trophy buckle.

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