July is RODEO Month!
Yee Haw!
Got my stock loaded, how 'bout I check out your ass before I roll?
Nothing like the after the rodeo party!
Hell yeah boys, you can ride my ass!
Well boy, the rodeo ain't over yet!
Git read to wear my saddle.
I spread my legs wide, boy. Now git between 'em.
So cowboy, whatcha doing after the rodeo?
Yeah boy, I'm warming up to ride your fucking ass!
Ignoring as best I can the stares of his best buds (@2) who had been tracking me with their eyes for quite a while, I can't help but gawp at the undisputed current king of the rodeo (@1). His confident pose and hardened stare sent a shiver down my back and before I knew it, I was throwing caution to the winds.
ReplyDelete"Tell ya what, cowboy. If you can get me in that trailer behind ya, you can take me anywhere ya like."
Obviously, I heard the pair of sniggers behind me but I wasn't thinking straight, and who would be when faced with a rodeo pro before them.
as you are staring at @1 and ignoring the snickers of the 2 cowboys behind ya (@2), you suddenly feel 2 pairs of hands grabbing yer arms and a rope starting to bind your wrists behind yer back.
Delete"So, I just have to git you into the trailer? That can be easily arranged. Come on boys, take our visitor to the tailer and tie him up. We need to get to the next rodeo, but I figure our visitor would like a road trip. We could use some relief for our cocks along the way."
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DeleteThe enthralled spell that kept me looking at the big man in charge was broken the moment I felt strong grips around my arms. Glancing to the side of me, I gave a yell of surprise to see the two cowboys who’d been eying me up make their move. Even though I didn’t have names to distinguish them from each other, I wrenched my arm outta the black cowboy’s grip only to end up moving it closing to the red cowboy who with a cocky laugh cinched my wrists with ease.
“Woah now cowboy. I said if you could get me in there, not yer damn lackeys.”
I planted my feet deep into the ground, doing my best to make a stand, refusing to budge. With the loss of my hands, it made it real difficult to fight, and thus I was loosing ground over time. The fact I was now refusing to move after having made such a blatant offer to join the blue cowboy struck him as odd.
“Thought ya were meant to be a pro. Rope and tug me in yourself.”
Red and black were both taken aback by the suggestion, and that moment was all I needed to take advantage of. Darting out of their grip, I began to sprint, slamming boot after cowboy boot into the ground. It was mighty awkward to run with hands behind my back but I did my best.
You thought you were getting away. You ran between some barns. Red and Black separated. You see Red behind you. You continue your fast run and dart between some barns. You see Black coming down another run and you make another turn and run past a few more barns. You see Red running parallel between another road. Damn, this place has so many barns and pathways, now you are confused.
DeleteThe sounds of boots behind you keep you running. You pass close to the last barn before the parking lot when suddenly a lasso in the air appears.
Everytime I looked left, I swore I’d see Black and vice versa for Red. It was almost as if I was being herded to a destination. Racing in an attempt to lose ‘em, I grew frustrated as these fellahs seemed to have had plenty of practise chasing down disobediant calfs. It wasn’t long before the barns thinned out and began to open up into a clear wide space, the imminent parking lot. A pair of twin whistles accompanied by jeers from either far side of me made it well known that this is what they had wanted. To get me out into the open…
DeleteThe sound of my heavy boots caused one of the fellahs hanging around the parking lot to glance over in my direction. @4’s sudden glare with his obvious dissaproval caused me to falter to half a moment. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t involved, but it was all that was needed for the cowboys to make their move. Catching sight of a loop of rope, I blinked in surprise and in the time it took me to blink, I wished that Blue was about to start the roping event.
Blue's rope finds its mark and slides around your chest. You run out the slack, stumble, and fall to the ground. Blue keeps the rope tight as you struggle on the ground.
DeleteThe noise and whistles bring the cowboys from around the parking lot.
"Yeah Haw", one of the cowboys shouts. "Looks like we are going to have another rodeo!"
"Shit", you say in your mind. HOw did you find yourself on the ground with all these cowboys bearing down on you.
Red and Black stand around you and put their boots on you to force you to stay on the ground. Blue shouts as he starts to coil his rope, "So boy, you ready for a rodeo? Come on, boys. Let's git the rodeo going! We have a willing steer. Rope his hands and let's start the fun."
I remained on the ground, grunting a little from the pressure of the two cowboys pinning me down with their hot cowboy boots. Although I didn’t struggle, I couldn’t help but give a smile at being called a willing steer by the undisputed current king of the rodeo. Sure I had approached Blue with a condition, but underneath it all, that was the truth.
Delete“Yer can tie my hands but just remember what I said. If you can get me in that trailer of yours, you can take me anywhere ya like.”
Sure, it had been phrased as a pseudo/minor challenge to try and rile Blue up into giving chase, but I was real intrigued exactly where he, and possibly his mates, would drive off to with me in tow. Putting both my hands behind my back with no resistance, I couldn’t help eye up Blue a little more whilst Red and Black began to rope my hands. I waited eagerly to be led back to the trailer and find out where they were gonna take me.
You stood up as Red and Black backed away. You started walking towards the trailer when Blue started twirling his lasso above his head. Before you knew it he let loose and the rope found it's mark and slipped over your head. You tried to raised your hands, but they were tied and you couldn't deflect the lasso as you felt the lasso tighten around your chest.
DeleteBlue chuckled as he pulled the lasso tight. He jerked you around as Red and Black whistled. Blue pulled in his rope until you were close. Blue raised his boot behind your legs and jerked you so you stumble to the ground. Blue's boots where now presented for you to lick.
After you finished licking Blue's boots, you got up again. Blue was already swinging his lasso again towards you. You tried to run, but Red and Black blocked your path. Blue's lasso again found you and this time Red grabs your waist and throws you down to the dust. Red jumps on top of you and straddles you as you lay on your back. Red's trophy buckle is now staring you in the face framed by his black chaps.
"Whatcha waiting for boy?", Red eggs you on.
Even though I’d for sure displayed slightly too much eagerness when licking Blue’s cowboy boots, enough for him alone to notice, I hesitated when it came to Red’s buckle. If there was one thing I knew that I should always do in the presence of a badass cowboy, it was to worship their trophy buckle, and I barely manage to resist the heavy urge to do so. Instead, I reached upwards and delivered a submissive kiss to the surface of the buckle, acknowledging Red’s superiority with that action before voicing a concern.
Delete“Load me up and take me away, just not here, cowboy.”
I knew I was dangerously close to the rodeo arena, and that gave me pause. Sure I wanted to have a good time with these three studs, but not this publically. Plus, there was a good damn chance we’d get interrupted by other folks and I wasn’t intending to be found out. I tried to catch Blue’s gaze, for him to honor our agreement.
Focusing back on Red, I offered up a suggestion that might appease him in the meanwhile, as I wasn’t sure exactly how long the journey might be and it was clear Red wanted some fun.
“Join me in the trailer while the other two drive. Yer ever had a fellah like me while in motion?”
Red yelled to the other cowboys, "Shit boys, we got ourselves a wild ass that needs some taming. He wants us to take him to the trailer for fun. Hell yeah, boys. Our events are over for the day, let's get this boy's ass in the trailer and roll!"
DeleteClearly your invitation to Red and the cowboys was properly understood.
Red jumped off you and you struggled to your feet. Blue put his lasso around your neck and headed to the trailer. You wondered if anyone noticed 3 cowboys leading you along.
Black followed and swatted your ass. "Hell yeah boy, you have a nice ass that I think will enjoy some cowboy action!"
You are hard as Red and Black open the trailer doors. Inside their 3 horses were already in the trailer, but there was room for one more. You were led to opening, the smell of horse shit and hay filled the air.
Your hands were tied to the sturdy ring on the trailer wall where the horse would normally be tied for transport. Red quickly stripped your jeans. You were left standing partially naked in your boots.
Red said, "Well boys, this stud pony wants to be fucked while we're moving. I say, (to Blue), fire up this truck and let's get this party rolling. Black and I can tame this stud pony while you drive."
Blue was game, but wanted to be sure the boys saved some of your ass for him. You were a bit surprised that both Red and Black where gonna ride with you in the trailer.
Blue jumped out and slammed and latched the trailer doors. You heard the truck roar to life and the trailer lurched as you started out of the rodeo grounds.
I didn’t dare pipe up and ask where they were planning on heading, because whether it was a ranch, a seedy bar, or worse, the deal had been - Tell ya what, cowboy. If you can get me in that trailer behind ya, you can take me anywhere ya like. - and Blue technically was the one leading me by the rope, even if he was flanked by the other two handsome cowboys.
DeleteI couldn’t help but grin at gettin’ called a stud pony when I definitely wasn’t close as being as impressive as Red and Black. I kicked up a little of the hay with my decent-sized boots, making sure to snort and kick up a bit of a fuss like an untamed brute. I pretended to yank about on the end of the rope but it was all an act fer the moment.
I froze when I found that two of them were gonna be in the back, a little apprehensive before being jolted in surprise at the loud slams of the trailer doors, gulping as I caught sight of the twin grins plastered across the cowboys’ faces.
“Thought we’d agreed fer the other two to be upfront?”
There was no real complaints from me, especially considering I slightly preferred the look of Black all decked out in matching gear over Red, but I definitely didn’t voice that considering he was the one who’d straddled me and got me hard as he did so.
As the whole trailer lurched, I was caught off-balance. I blinked, as I came face to face with Red’s trophy buckle like before, except this time, there was no reason to hold back. I began to lick and polish the buckle so much that it almost seemed like I was devouring it with how thoroughly I tended to it, making sure I made up for delaying the inevitable. When I drew breath I posed the question:
“So what events do each of ya specialize in?”
Immediately when I heard Red attempting to reply, I mouthed that chap-framed jeaned bulge, clamping down just enough to provoke a response from Red and interrupt his train of thought.
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