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Thursday, June 20, 2024

Cowboy Ball - Part 1




I was hanging around the chutes with some friends after the IGRA Rodeo in Las Vegas.  I had done pretty well and managed to come in third place in the calf-roping event.  A good-looking cowboy came up and asked me my name.  He handed me and another friend an envelope.  One look and I knew that we had been invited to the Bar-None Cowboy Ball – the best cowboy action, bar none.  I told the other lucky cowboy I’d pick him up in an hour and I was off to my hotel.
In my pickup on the way to my hotel, I got a call from another friend who also got an invitation.  I told him I would pick him up too.  In my room I showered and changed shirts.  I put on my chaps, boots, spurs, and hat and headed out to my truck.  I picked up my boys and we were headed out of Las Vegas going out into the country.
After a drive, we finally got to the ranch where the party was being held.  A wealthy, gay cowboy owned the Bar-None ranch outside of Las Vegas.  Every year the rancher held the wildest party after the IGRA Rodeo.  He invited about 100 cowboys out for a rip-snorting good time.  He also hired about 40 male prostitutes for the cowboys to have a good time with.
At the entrance to the ranch, we were met by security and we all showed our invitations.  Inside the ranch, we parked the pick-up in the field with a whole lot of other pickups.  We followed the other cowboys to a big indoor rodeo arena the rancher had on his place.  At the door we showed our invitations to a couple of ranch-hands who worked at the ranch.
Inside the cowboys with me just stood and took it all in.  It was my second year to attend the cowboy ball so I knew the good time we had in store.  In the center of the rodeo arena was a big bar area with tables and a live band.  Around the bar were four large pleasure areas.  The stables on one side had been converted into rooms with beds you could use if you wanted.
We grabbed a round of longnecks at the bar and quickly consumed those.  Then we ordered seconds and moseyed over to the first pleasure station.  This area consisted of a long hitching post with five prostitutes tied to the rail.  You could tell who the male prostitutes at the ball were because they were all naked wearing only a dog collar around their necks.  At the hitching post, the five guys were kneeling in the dirt, their hands tied behind their backs and then tied to their feet.  They were tied to the hitching post with by a dog leash.  As soon as we each walked up to one of the prostitutes, they began licking our cowboy boots.  My boys and I just kept talking and drinking as the guys licked our boots.  It was pretty exciting to know you had a guy working your boots.  My guy loved licking around my spurs.  My cock started bulging in my Wranglers, so I unzipped my jeans and let my rock hard cock stick out.  The cowboys with me did the same and their dicks were rock hard as well.  Soon they guys starting licking up our legs to take in three solid cowboy cocks.  My boy loved licking my chaps before taking in my dick.  We kept talking trying to be sure we were not the first ones to blow our cum.  Finally one of the other cowboys let loose his wad and with great relief I blew my hot cum all over the boy’s mouth, who was sucking my dick for all it was worth.  The boy just kept sucking and wanting more of my cowboy cum until I was drained.  The other two cowboys with me were all smiles as we left.  We headed to the second station.
The next station was a whipping post.  A ranch hand had a selection of whips to choose from and there were half-dozen prostitutes ready to be whipped.  We watched as another cowboy was whipping a naked guy who was in the stockade.  This station got interesting during the evening as cowboys would gang up on one of their unsuspecting partners and drag them over to the stockade and then take turns whipping the tar out of the cowboy.  That usually drew the larger crowds as the cowboy getting whipped usually let the whole place know he was not happy by his hollering and cussing.  We stopped by the bar for more longnecks as we went to the third station.
The third station was the roping station.  This one was my favorite.  I challenged my friends to a roping contest since I knew I would win and wouldn’t end up at the whipping post.  The station had a rail fence around to create an arena and a stationary stuffed horse in the middle.  There were four prostitutes straddling and tied down to saw horses that had been sawed down to about 18 inches.  The objective was to rope each of the guys.  There was another ranch hand that had some prostitutes in a calf chute with their hands tied behind their backs.  The ranch hand would shock one with a cattle prod and the prostitute would run around the arena so you could rope a moving target if you wanted.  I roped the four stationary guys each with one try but it took me 2 tries to rope the guy running.  My friends each took many more roping turns to do the same.  I threatened to take the loser to the whipping post, but we all just laughed as we headed to the fourth pleasure station.
The last station had a single rail marking the arena.  The rail was about 18 inches from the ground.  This was the bare back riding event.  All the prostitutes at this station were very muscular.  The prostitutes would be fitted with a rope halter and the cowboys would ride the guy bareback.  The cowboy we were watching in the arena competed in the rodeo so he was riding and spurring the poor fucker pretty hard.  The cowboy’s chaps were flapping as the cowboy spurred and turned as the guy underneath twisted trying to buck the cowboy off.  After the prostitute tired, the crowd cheered the cowboy.  The cowboy proceeded to drop to his knees behind the prostitute.  The cowboy unzipped his jeans and thrust his rock hard dick into the bare ass of the prostitute.  Without any lubrication, the cowboy enjoyed inflicting some pain on the guy as his dick slid in and out of the poor guy’s fuck-hole.  With the halter, the prostitute could not scream as the cowboy thrust his dick in and out with all his might.  The crowd went wild cheering the cowboy on as he finished his ride and he filled the boy with his cum.

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Click the link for the final episode... Cowboy Ball - Part 2

7 comments:

  1. That Cowboy in the last pic, does he need any help with roping practise?

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  2. I am sure he does.... are you offering your services?

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  3. Wishing ya a happy new year and congrats on the 10k views. You sure have a ton of steaming hot stories on here... Also, mighty fine to see a pic of one of my all-time favorite cowboys sitting on a bale.

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    1. Damn yer back! I've been missing my friend and ONLY COWBOY who ever posts! HNY to you as well!

      Glad you like the cowboy on the bale... of course, that cowboy has lasso to rope your horny ass... git to runnin' boy!

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    2. I'll be kicking up dust the moment he looks sideways at me. That cocky grin of his definitely gives off the impression that the rope isn't just for show.

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    3. you know how the story goes.... yeah, that cowboy knows how to use the rope. Of course, the cowboy has your hands already tied behind your back with a leather horse hobble around your ankles. The cowboy decides to use you for some roping practice. He casually ropes your ass over and over. Pulling the lasso tight each time until you fall into the dust. You try to escape, but the cowboy is just too good with the rope.

      One last rope and he's had enough practice for the day. He pulls the rope tight to pull you down to the ground one last time. He thrusts his boots into your face.

      "Yeah, fuck head. Git to lickin' and kissin' my boots like the shit head you are."

      You eager start licking his boots. Your saliva moistening the leather.

      "Fuck yeah boy, lick those mother fuckers clean. Shit, you know what this cowboy wants. You ready for this cowboy to ride your sorry ass, shit head?"

      .... and your reply?

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  4. Hey YeeHTied.... the cowboy is waiting your answer....

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