Breakin’ Boots In

I was a Junior at Montana State University studying in my apartment for Winter Finals.  There was a knock at the door.  I answered the door and there was Dave.  Dave was a good-looking student who was a classmate in my Computer class.  He grew up on a ranch in Montana and was all cowboy.

I let Dave in and after some small talk, Dave said, “Can you help me pass the Computer class by giving me a copy of the last computer program?  I didn’t do the project and I need it to pass the class so I can stay in ROTC.  I will do anything for you if you can help me out”.

I pondered Dave’s request.  I had worked hard on the computer project just to turn it over to him.  Also, I risked flunking the class if the teacher found out I assisted Dave.  Suddenly I had an idea for a proposition and decided if I was going to do this, this was the opportunity.

“You still thinking about buying those new cowboy boots”, I asked?

“Yeah”, Dave replied hesitantly.

“Well, I will give you my computer program if next week during Spring Break you buy those boots and come over some evening for a party.”

“I don’t get it”, said Dave.

“I want you to buy those new boots and come over and break them in.”

“You’re going to give me your computer program if I buy myself a new pair of cowboy boots?  What’s in it for you?”

“I want you to come over and party in your boots.  I want you to cowboy-up and let me lick your new boots.  It may seem weird but that’s what I want for my computer program”, I said.

Dave looked at me very strangely.  He didn’t know what to say.  Then a look of desperation came over him.  “Okay, I’ll call you next week during Spring Break when I buy my boots.  This isn’t about sex is it?  I’m not a fag”.

“No Dave, it’s not about sex.  I am Bi, but I just want you to tie me up and let me lick your boots – no sex.”

I gave him the computer program and Dave left.  I was kind of scared what Dave would do.  I almost expected him not to follow through.

On Tuesday of Spring Break Dave called.  He had bought his boots and wanted to know when to come and what I wanted him to do.  We talked a while and since I didn’t have to work that night, we agreed to go ahead and do it.

Dave came over about 7 PM.  He arrived carrying two six packs of Bud and he had a large duffle bag slung over his shoulder.  He was wearing his new boots, cowboy hat, and Wranglers.  He had his Wranglers tucked into his boots showing them off.  Damn did he look nice.  He dropped the duffle bag and put the beer in the fridge.  He took out two bottles of beer and we each drank one.  Dave went over to my stereo and put on a Country/Western station.  We each drank another beer as we talked.

Finally Dave said, “Well dude, you ready to get this party going”?

“Yeah”, I replied.

I watched Dave dig into his duffle bag as he took out his chaps and spurs.  As he put those on, I undressed until I was naked.  Dave looked at me funny but just kept getting ready.  The silence between us was thick and awkward.  I was full of anticipation and apprehension for how the evening might turn out.  Dave unbuttoned his shirt just like we agreed.  Damn he looked awesome.

“Hands behind your back, boy”, Dave said as he walked across the room.  His spurs jangled on the floor with each step.  Dave proceeded to tightly tie my hands with a rope; with skill he made each loop.  By now my dick was totally at attention.  “We’re going to see how well I can rope”, Dave said.  “Go sit in the middle of the room”.

My apartment had just two rooms.  One large room was the kitchen, dining, and living room.  The other room was my bedroom.  I went and sat on the floor.

Dave took his lasso from the duffle bag and started roping me.  He was very good and didn’t miss me often.  Dave kept drinking his beer and moving around the room, roping me from different places.  Damn he was one smooth cowboy – roping came so easy for him.  Once he roped me from behind and when he landed his lasso, he pulled the rope tight and pulled me over to the floor.  Before I could get up, Dave was on top of me tying my feet together and then he proceeded to tie my feet to my hands.  I was hog-tied in a matter of seconds and his complete prisoner.

Dave thrust his boots into my face and shouted, “Yee Haw!  That’s how a cowboy ropes his fuckin’ slave.  Now let me see how my slave likes to lick these nice new boots of mine.  Git to licking nigger or I’ll enjoy stomping your ass with these shit kickers.   I’d love to break-in these new boots by kicking the hell out of your ass, boy.  Shit, show me you’re a good nigger who knows how to obey a fucking cowboy.”

I quickly started giving his boots the once over with my tongue.  Boy did the new leather of his boots smell great.  I really enjoyed licking those boots.

Dave finally decided I had done a good job with his boots and he untied me but left my hands tied.  He started roping me again.

“You sure are a lot easier to rope than calves”, Dave said.  “Maybe I should recommend this as a new rodeo event.  Nigger roping and boot licking.  What do ya think?  Think the PRCA would go for it?  Damn cowboys would love it!”  Dave started laughing.

Again Dave roped me and hogtied me.  He thrust his boots into my face but this time I didn’t lick them.  “What’s the problem, boy?  Are you ready for these boots to kick the shit out of you?  You are about to find out that you don’t fuck with a cowboy.  Especially when the cowboy has his boy hogtied.  I’m going enjoy teaching my ass-wipe a lesson.  Hell, this is how a cowboy breaks his damn new boots in.  Kicking a pile of shit like you.”

Dave gave me a few well-placed kicks with his boots and then thrust his boots in my face.  This time I started licking them again.  “That’s what I like, a nicely behaved slave who knows his place with a cowboy.  Damn I’m having fun with you boy.  Shit this is the best deal I’ve had in a long time, boy.  I hope you’re enjoying the game – this cowboy is just gittin’ started.”

The roping routine went on for a couple of more times.  Each time I made Dave use force for me to lick his boots.  Dave was really getting into the act and I loved being forced to lick his boots each time.  He loved putting me in my place with his domination.

“Well, I need another beer”, Dave said.  Dave grabbed another bottle of beer and took me over to my kitchen table.  First he spread my legs apart and tied each foot to a table leg.  Then he tied each of my hands to a table leg.  Dave finished his beer and grabbed another.  Dave also reached into his duffle bag and pulled out a bullwhip.

“No way you’re going to whip me with that”, I yelled.

“No way you’re going to stop me tied up like that”, Dave chuckled.  “Git ready for nice single-tailing with my whip”.  He took a big swig of beer and started warming up with his whip.  “Hear that whip crack.  Imagine what it will feel like on that bare ass of yours.”

I braced myself for the coming whack on my back.  Dave took aim and laid a few good lashes on me.  I howled and cussed with each lashing.  Dave just grinned and took a swig of beer between each whipping.

“How’d my nigger like his whooping?” Dave asked.  “Ready for some more or are you are you ready to do anything this cowboy wants?”

“I’ll be your good slave and do anything you want”, I said.

“Dude, you’re learning”, Dave replied.  “You ever had boot sex, boy?  Looks like your dick is rock hard and ready to get some release.”  Dave put a rubber on my dick and grabbed himself another beer.  Dave got between the table and me and slid his boots around my dick and under my butt.  “I’m going to drink my beer and I want you to fuck my boots.  If you don’t fill that rubber with your cum before I’m finished then I’m going have to whip your ass some more.  You got it boy?  You’d better get to fucking my boots because I drink a beer pretty fast.”

I started humping his boots but it was difficult because I was tied up.  But his boots felt so good against my dick I enjoyed every minute.  As I thrust my cock against Dave’s boots, I could feel his spurs.  I pressed my face tight into Dave’s legs and deeply breathed in the leather smell of his chaps.  Dave was right, I was horny as hell and it didn’t take long before I let my wad loose in the condom.  Dave just laughed but I was in ecstasy and wanted to do it again.

Next Dave untied me from the kitchen table but then tied me up straddling my coffee table.  Dave was feeling ornery and he took a condom and placed it over the handle of his bullwhip.  He lubricated the condom and started ramming the bullwhip up my ass.  “You really like it when a guy rams his dick up your butt, boy?  I think it would kind of smart like this.”  Dave rammed his whip handle harder up my ass.

“Damn you Dave.  That whip hurts like hell”, I screamed.

“Hell, you’re the fucking homo who wanted me to come over and work you over with my boots.  I’m just having fun torturing you, which I can do because for now I own your fuckin’ ass”, Dave laughed.  Dave swatted my ass a couple of times hard with his hand; there was a loud slap each time his hand connected with my ass.  “I wished I had one of those wooden frat paddles right now.  Your ass is prime for a good whoopin’.”  Dave laid another couple of swats on my ass which was now hot and red.  “Hell, I love having a slave.  Too bad they abolished slavery.  This is the best fucking deal I’ve had in a long time bud.  Right now I bet you’d like some of my cowboy seed deep in that ass of yours, hey boy? Too bad, I’m ready to ride, how ‘bout you boy?”

Dave untied me from the coffee table and put a rope halter around my head and mouth.  Dave made me get on all fours and then he climbed on my back.  I started getting excited as Dave pulled hard on the rope halter and started jabbing his spurring in my legs.  His chaps were flapping as he was bucking me hard.

“Giddy up, horse”, Dave yelled.  “I’m gonna spur you harder boy if you don’t start bucking this fucking cowboy.  I enjoy a good ride, but damn I’m a better cowboy than you are at being a buckin’ bronc.  Give me your best or I’ll make your life fucking hell later!”

Dave was bucking and spurring me really good.  I tried to buck him off by turning and twisting but with his weight and his expertise, Dave was right.  I was no match for this cowboy.  After a while I tired out and stopped.  Dave kept on spurring me.

“Git to bucking you sorry assed horse”, Dave yelled!

I couldn’t answer because of the rope halter in my mouth.  Dave dismounted and walked around me.

“Well, I guess the cowboy won this rodeo and now gets to claim his prize”, Dave laughed.  Dave grabbed my rope halter and led me to my bedroom.  “I didn’t think I wanted to do this, but damn, you’ve got me so fucking horny and wondering what it’s like to have a guy, I’m going to fuck your brains out boy.  You better be as good as a girl.  Yeah boy, I’m gonna fill your ass with my cowboy seed.”

Dave had me kneel at the foot of my bed, forced me down on the bed, then sat on me to keep me down.  The feel of his leather chaps on my body excited me.  He tied my hands together and then tied them to the head of my bed.  Next he tied each of my feet to the legs of the bed so I was his prisoner.  Dave left the rope halter for a gag.  First he swatted my ass with his hand until it was red and hot.  Then he kneeled behind me on the floor and unzipped his Wranglers.  His throbbing cock slid out and he proceeded to work his rock-hard cock up my sore ass.  My ass was still greased from Dave’s playing with the bullwhip up my butt.  Dave grabbed my rope halter in one hand and started humping me.  With each of his wild thrusts, the leather chaps slapped my legs and his trophy belt buckle hit my ass.  “Yee haw boy.  I told you I was a better cowboy than you were a bronc.  Damn I love cowboying up with you, slave.  Fuckin’ best party I’ve had in a long time.  Yee haw!  Take my cock boy.  Fuck yeah!  Ahhh… fuck yeah…”  He was groaning with pleasure and started humping me harder.  Occasionally Dave slapped my ass with his free hand as his cock was sliding in and out of my ass with each thrust.  Damn, I enjoyed having this cowboy finally ride his willing horse. 

“Fuck boy… this is so fuckin’ sweet.  You like having this cowboy work your hole?  Fuck you boy, take this cowboy cock up your hole.  Shit yeah!  I’m gonna fill your son-of-a-bitch ass with my seed.  Ahhh… fuck….”

Dave tensed up and then exploded his cum inside me.  He groaned with complete pleasure.

“Damn boy, that was a good fuck” Dave said.  “Not as good as a woman, but damn close.  Shit, I would have never believed a guy’s hole could be so good.  Well, I’m about through with my prisoner for the night.  You had enough of me for one night pardner?  Fuck, I never dreamed in a million years having a fucking guy as my prisoner would be so fuckin’ hot!  Shit this was great night.”

Dave untied me and we went back to the living room and started drinking the rest of his beer.  I got dressed, but Dave stayed in his cowboy gear.

“Well boy, if you ever want to do this again, I suggest you come over to my place.  I’ve got me four pairs of boots you can work over next time, if you think you’re up for it.  Of course, this cowboy might have a couple of more games for his slave next time.  Dude, damn you were a good fuck to boot.”

I slipped to the floor and started working Dave’s boots over one last time.

“What the fuck?” Dave replied.  “Damn boy, you’re crazy as hell.  Have your fucking fun one last time before I leave.  Shit you must really love boots.”

After giving his boots one last good lick, I started working up his chaps kissing and licking them.  When I got to his crotch, I unzipped his Wranglers.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he asked.  “Damn you boy, you’re not sucking my dick!”

I just grinned and took his dick into my mouth.  I started working my tongue on his shaft and licking all around his wonderful cock.  The cum from our previous fuck was still on his cock and it tasted delicious.

“Damn you dude” is all Dave could say as he sat there in ecstasy and he started groaning.  “Damn you dude, I’m gonna cum all over your pussy eatin’ lips… Shit yeah, take my cowboy cock down your fuckin’ throat… shit yeah…”

I was sliding his cock in and out of my mouth surrounded by his leather chaps.  They smelled great and felt so good.  When I took his cock all the way in, all I could see was his trophy buckle.  I rolled my tongue around his sweet shaft.  This cowboy was wonderful.  Dave groaned a couple more times and blew his cum into my mouth.  I kept sucking him for all he was worth to get every last drop of that cowboy.  His cum was salty tasting.  I finally stopped, sat up, and looked at Dave smiling.

“Damn you dude”, Dave said smiling.  “You just bought yourself that invitation to my house.  Next time you better come prepared for the wildest, fucking, cowboy party of your life.  You’ll be licking all my boots and I’ll be fucking you brains out all night long.  You’d better be ready for this cowboy.”

I can’t wait is all I thought.

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