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Sunday
Sunday morning, I came down the stairs
and paused as I passed the master bedroom.
I could hear the definite sounds of Chase and Luke having sex. I stared in the open door to see the cowboy
fiercely pounding Luke’s ass. The cowboy
was naked except for his boots, spurs, and cowboy hat. Luke was on the bed doggie-style taking
Chase’s pounding thrusts up his ass.
Chase caught me staring out of the
corner of his eye. “What the hell you
looking at, boy? Git your ass into the
kitchen and cook us up some vittles for breakfast. This cowboy is gonna be hungry after his
morning ride.”
Chase didn’t miss a beat as he
continued to pound Luke’s awesome ass.
Luke screamed out “Ride me harder cowboy. I want to take your meat.”
“Yee Haw”, screamed the cowboy. “That’s what I want to hear, that you like it
when this cowboy rides you rough. You
like getting stabbed by my cock. Yee
Haw! Ride ‘em cowboy. I’m ready to spur you harder, boy.”
As Chase started thrusting harder, Luke
let out screams of pain and ecstasy.
Jealousy started to rise as I wanted to
feel the cowboy’s cock again as I lingered and stared at the man action taking
place. As if he sensed my jealousy,
Chase called out, “Fuck boy, stop gawking and git your fuckin’ ass to the
kitchen before I have to kick the hell out of ya later. You’ll get to feel my cock up your ass again,
bitch. You don’t have to worry. Hell yeah, I’m gonna enjoy riding your ass
again this morning, bitch. Now git the
hell into the kitchen.”
I didn’t have to hear anymore and I
obeyed and trotted off into the kitchen.
While I was getting breakfast ready, I could hear both Chase and Luke
moaning and Luke continued to scream as Chase pounded his ass harder and
harder. Finally, I heard the groans and
knew that Chase was filling Luke’s ass with his cum. The noise died down and I continued to
prepare breakfast.
After a bit, Luke came into the
kitchen, butt-naked and got himself some coffee. I could see some cum dripping from his ass.
“Damn hot, hard ride this morning”,
said Luke. “Shit, I need some
coffee. That fuckin’ cowboy woke me up
early for his morning ride. Shit, it’s
too early for this dude. I need to
shower; can you finish breakfast and I’ll do the dishes.”
“Yeah”, I replied. I could hear Chase already in his shower as
Luke trotted upstairs.
Breakfast was ready and we all ate
together, laughing about the weekend.
Chase was dressed in full cowboy gear, including his leather chaps. Damn, I didn’t want it to end; neither did
Chase nor Luke. After breakfast, Luke
started cleaning up and doing the dishes.
Chase turned to me, “Well pard, I guess
it’s about time for your ride? You ready
for this cowboy? Fuck I’m horny and
ready to ride that boy ass of yours.”
“Hell yeah, cowboy”, I replied.
“Well git your ass naked and git ready
to present yourself for this cowboy. I’m
gonna take a walk and git my boots dirty for ya to lick, bitch. And before I git back here is some gear I
want you wearing.” Chase handed me a
bandana for a blindfold, handcuffs and a lead rope. He didn’t need to explain what they were for
as he headed out the door.
“Shit”, said Luke. “Damn you’re lucky. Fuck I hope I get to watch him fuck your
ass.”
“Shut up”, I replied as I headed
upstairs to get undressed.
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I waited what seemed forever blind
folded, cuffed, with the rope around my neck, kneeling in the middle of the
living room. Luke had finished dishes
and I suspected he was sitting on the couch waiting for the cowboy to return.
Finally, the door opened. All I could only hear his boot steps on the
laminate floor as he got closer. “What
the fuck you looking at, boy”, Chase yelled.
I was surprised as I heard the boots go past me. I realized he was talking to Chase.
“Git your ass naked and let me hog-tie
ya if you’re gonna gawk while I ride this boy.”
I heard Luke undress and then the
cowboy was tying Luke up. I could hear
the rope being looped and tied tight. My
dick was rigid in anticipation.
Then I heard the cowboy boots heading
over to me. “Well, boy. I see you took my instructions well.”
“Good boy.” Chase yanked the rope around my neck as he
started to dominate me. He then took
control, eventually forcing me to worship his cock and crotch through his jeans.
“Smell that cock, bitch? Hell yeah, lick and kiss my crotch. Let this cowboy know you want his cock up
your ass.”
I am licking his jeans. I smell the leather of his chaps. The musky scent from his earlier fuck. Damn, I want this cowboy.
“Fuck me cowboy. I want to feel your cock up my ass. Ride me like the cum bitch that I am.”
I feel his boots kick me in the side
and he jabbed me with his spurs. “Boy!”,
he shouted. “You need to first lick my
boots. You don’t get my cock up your ass
until you clean my fucking boots. Show
me you are worthy for this cowboy to ride.”
I felt his hand on my neck as he forced
me down to his boots. I couldn’t see his
boots with the blindfold, later I found out he was wearing a vintage pair of Tony
Lamas with a deep slanted riding heel and x toes. He had worn them to a county
fair earlier this summer and gotten some cow and horse shit that was now fried
into boots. One whiff and I could smell the shit. That morning he had also stopped at a local
field that had been plowed and walked through the dirt get them covered in
dust.
“Open up boy, and start lickin’. Enjoy my present I have for my bitch boot
boy. Hell yeah, you’re gonna lick ‘em
clean including the boot soles. Start
lickin’ before I beat the crap out of.
I’m horny and want to ride that ass of yours.”
I start licking and kissing his
boots. I can tell he is rubbing his
crotch and groaning. Hell, he might have
even got his dick in his hand jacking off as much groaning as he was
doing. I had to keep to the task at
hand, licking his boots clean.
Once I finished the tops, he pulled up
a stool and I had to lick the boot soles.
I had never done that, which wasn’t as bad as I thought. When I was done, I started kissing his boots.
“Good job, boy”, Chase said. “Hell yeah, nothing a cowboy likes better
than a bitch boot boy sucking his shit kickers.
Ain’t that right Luke?”
“Yes sir”, Luke replied.
The cowboy grabbed the rope around my
neck and started leading me into the bedroom.
Once we were inside, Chase picked me up and threw me onto the bed. I could hear his boot steps disappear back
into the living room and come back. I
figured he must have gotten Luke.
“Well boy, I’m hungry for some boy
ass. You ready for this cowboy cock?”
“Yes sir”, I replied.
“Good boy. Now let me lube that fuck hole of
yours.” I could feel his fingers up my
hole and I started groaning feeling them inside of me.
Chase grabbed my legs and threw them
over his shoulders. He put a pillow
under my back to put my ass into position for his cock. Still blindfolded, I could feel his hard,
thick mushroom head penetrate my ass.
“Ooooh, yeah”, Chase groaned. “This cowboy likes your ass on my dick.”
Chase continued his advance, past my
muscle opening. I enjoyed feeling him
push and snake his cock harder and deeper.
“Ride me cowboy. Ride me hard.”
“Yee Haw”, the cowboy called out. “Hell yeah, I’m gonna ride you rough
boy. Yee Haw! We’re gonna rodeo.”
The cowboy started thrusting himself
wild and hard up my ass. I groaned and
screamed with each thrust as he tore me in two.
In the pain, I was still sexual aroused as the cowboy dominated and rode
me like the stud pony I was.
“Ah, fuck yeah. You feel so damn good, boy. Take my meat up your ass. Take me boy!
Ahh… fuck… shit yeah…”
I could tell that Chase was about to
cum and soon felt his warm cum up my ass.
After he finished emptying himself inside of me, he pulled his spent
cock out and walked over to Luke to lick him clean.
“Shit boys, it’s about time to pack up
and leave. So, you don’t think I’m a
damn prick head, how ‘bout I let the two of you have some cock action on each
other.
Chase spent some time tying us up in
the living room on the floor in a 69-position.
We both enjoyed the session and enjoyed sucking each other’s hard dicks
until we both blew our wads.
Finally, the weekend was over. We packed up and I drove Chase and Luke back
to the airport for their trip back to Iowa.
We all knew we had a fantastic weekend, that maybe sometime we could
repeat, maybe in Iowa. Damn, I’d never
been to Iowa, who knows what could be in store there?
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