The Boys of Summer...
AUGUST - School's Out!
Shit, ya gotta luv Summer
Put my horse up, boy...
I'm ready to ride some ass!
Ready for a cowboy, boy?
School's out...
I'm gonna fuck your ass all summer
Come here, boy!
I'm gonna put a fucking bridle on ya!
Let's Ride!
Let's Ride!
You never know what you'll find in the barn...
School's out...
Summer toys!
@2 - Whooooowee. That's a new favorite for sure. Getting backed up into a chute with nothing more than a badass cowboy blocking the only open exit. Not that there's any chance at all that I'd fall for any tricks that would cause that to happen. Even for oogling tourists, it'd take some convincing to end up like that.
ReplyDeleteand that bad ass cowboy already has you pants down.... you know he wants a piece of yer sorry ass... he's got you in the chute. are you ready to take some cock up yer ass... even for the oogling tourists?
ReplyDeleteNo way, I wasn’t gonna be put on show like this. I began bucking and slamming against the bars of the chute, but that seemed to do nothing more than make them rattle. Grunting in frustration, I tried to wriggle and turn around and face the cowboy who had incredibly managed to corner me, but of course the chute was too small to let me. How the hell had I managed to let this happen? Glancing behind me, I got a good view of the cowboy and an image came to my mind, unbidden. That of my head trapped between a small gap in the doors of the chute, sucking on the cowboy’s bulge. Shaking my head clear, I jumped as I felt the rough hands of the cowboy feeling my exposed ass which quivered in the sun, an invitation for sure which only shook more as I wriggled about within the confined of the chute. One loud whistle later, a loud clang of a gate, the ominious sound of a second pair of spurs could be heard getting closer to my predicament. Worst of all, it didn’t sound like a timid tourist in getup, nor was the fellah approaching from the same side as the cowboy behind me. This one sounded like he was stomping his way somewhere from infront of me. I couldn't’ directly see through the closed chute door and what I could see through the side bars wasn’t anything in note. I began to back up uncertainly only to find myself rubbing against the rear cowboy’s jeaned crotch, grinding against it.
DeleteThe cowboy behind you continued to grind his jean crotch hard on your ass. His hands continue to grab your ass and occasionally he reaches underneath and pulls your cock.
Delete"My job is to git yer ready for the boss... here he comes now..."
@1 finally comes into view - his lean, muscled body shining in the sun. No shirt, just muscles glistening. His chaps, boots, and spurs let you know that while he's looker, he's also all cowboy. Ready to take you on.
You hear the chute door slightly open and the cowboy behind you pushes you and you unexpectedly fall forward into @1 crotch. Before you know it, the metal clanks and your head is caught in the chute door. Just like you feared, these 2 cowboys have you in prime position to service any cowboy cock that comes by.
Lurching forward from the sudden thrust, I found my lips firmly shoved against @1’s crotch. Thoroughly pre-occupied with the well defined form his jeans, it took me a moment or two to register the sound. I fought to back up but it was pointless, well and truly stuck in position. It didn’t hurt but hell, it sure hurt my pride, even if it was one of my hot dreams come true. Quickly, I ran through the list of all the things I’d done while I’d been at the ranch, but none of them seemed like a reason to get singled out like this, especially for the boss to come over. I was just a normal visitor as far as I was concerned.
Delete“C’mon now fellahs, that’s enough horsing around. What did I do to deserve this?”
"Well city slicker, we want to give you the true cowboy experience here at the ranch! No extra charge for the personalized experience. Of course, tipping the cowboys is required." replies @1.
DeleteYour mind races. What the hell is the boss talking about and what's going on. Of course, you've lusted over the cowboys at the dude ranch your entire visit. Maybe they picked up on your leering stares...
@1 suddenly presses his crotch into your face and presses hard. There is no mistake what he is asking. His leather chaps frame his crotch and you enjoy having his bulging crotch in your face.
@2 slaps your ass and says, "Come on, boy. Open that mouth and kiss the bosses crotch."
@1 puts his hands on the chute bars and grinds harder. "Hell yeah boy, your hot breath feels good. I know you wnat to experience some true cowboys."