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The Trophy Buckle

I was in my third year attending Texas Tech in Abilene.  I was sharing an apartment with another cowboy, Butch, who was a senior.  I was a always cocky around Butch because I was taller than him and picked on him because of it.

While I was gay, I was pretty discrete and not sure if Butch was aware or not.  Butch was clearly straight from a small Texas town.  While I generally enjoyed dominating the guys I met, I enjoyed it when a stronger cowboy would dominate me.  Butch and I both had a similar interest in bondage and both of us had several steel cuffing devices.  Maybe that’s why we got along so well as roommates.

One night, Butch was cleaning his saddle in our living room with saddle soap.  I clearly enjoyed watching Butch work the leather of his saddle.  The next morning Butch had already left for class.  I looked at my boots and decided to use his saddle soap to clean my boots before school. When I got home that afternoon he jumped me from behind as soon as I walked through the door and wrestled me to the ground with my hands behind my back. He cuffed me behind my back and stuffed his dirty jock strap in my mouth as a gag. Shit, they were wet and smelled like piss and cum. He pulled out some boot cuffs and rope and hogtied me as tight as he could.

Butch started kicking me in the side and stomping on me. “You fuckin’ piece of shit!  I’m fuckin’ tired of you using my shit.  You shittin’ ass wipe.  I’m gonna make you pay for using my shit and teach your fuckin’ asshole not to mess with my shit.  You’re gonna be so sorry after I teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget asswipe.”

He pulled the jock strap out of my mouth and shoved his boot in my face.  “Fuckin’ asswipe, lick my boots clean.  Yeah, shit head, start lickin’ some leather.”

I started licking his boots.  Damn, I got an immediate hard-on.

“Yeah fucker, lick those boots.  You fuckin’ think you can use my shit to clean your boots?  I’m fuckin’ gonna make you lick my boots clean.  Teach your fuckin’ sorry ass a lesson not to mess with my shit.  Next time you use my shit, I’m gonna make you fuckin’ lick all my boots clean.  You’d better do a good job cleaning my boots fucker or I’m gonna kick your ass and make you lick them again.”

When I finished licking his boots, Butch shoved his jock strap back in my mouth and untied me but left me cuffed and shackled and led me to my room.  He pulled off his belt in front of me and said “Tom, I know you have been waiting for this for a long time.  I’m gonna enjoy whipping your ass, fucker.”

He bent me over my bed and started whipping my ass with his belt till is arm got tired.  I was pleading for mercy through the gag.

“Shut up ass wipe and take your punishment like a man”, Butch laughed as he kept whipping my ass with his belt.  Shit, he was enjoying this way too much.  I wasn’t sure how much more my ass could take.

He shoved me to my knees and cuffed and hogtied me; he wrapped the ropes so they framed my balls and made it extra snug. I was on my knees in front of him covered in sweat with his boxers still in my mouth looking up at him. He had the biggest smile as he stood in front of me putting his belt back on, he knelt down and took my buckle off of me and said, “Tom, you fuckin’ don't deserve this buckle.  I think I just won this buckle from you.  This is my trophy buckle I just won from you fucker.”

He stood back up where the buckle was now at my eye level He pulled out my gag and made me lick the buckle and then kiss his Levi bulge. He re-gagged me kicked me in the nuts making me double over in pain then he kicked me in the back making me fall face down to the floor.

“Fucker, you’d better not touch my stuff again.  I’ll enjoy teaching you this lesson again, asswipe.”

Butch slipped a handcuff key in the back pocket of my Wranglers and stood back over me.

“I hope you have fun getting free, fucker.  You have all night to get free before class tomorrow.”

I heard Butch unzip his Levi's and he started to piss all over me. He kicked me a couple more times and walked on me on his way out of the room. He got to the door and said “Good luck boy. Don't forget you are my bitch now”.

Butch turned off the light and left. I struggled all night and finally got free at 8 am.  Just in time to clean up and get off to class.

That evening, I got home and Butch was all smiles.

“Butch, are you going to give me my buckle back?”, I asked.

“Shit no, fucker.  I told you, bitch, this is my bitch trophy buckle I won last night.  You want it back fucker, you have to win it back.  Good luck on that, fucker.”

                                    ~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

A week passed and things returned to normal.  I’d pick on Butch like usual.  He’d fight me back.  I still hadn’t got back my trophy buckle.

Friday morning, I was about to head off to class.  Butch was still sleeping as he didn’t have classes on Friday.  I noticed Butch’s Levi’s on the couch with his belt.  There was my trophy buckle.  I snapped it off Butch’s belt and headed off to class.

That afternoon, Butch let me know that I hadn’t won the buckle back fair and square and he’d settle the score.  He headed off for a night of partying with his friends.  I settled down in the apartment and went to bed early.

Butch came home early, about 11 PM.  I heard Butch rummaging around his room.  Then my bedroom door flew open and Butch turned on the light.  Butch jumped on top of me in my bed.  I really hadn’t realized what was happening as Butch cuffed my hands behind my back.  He pulled off my underwear and snapped on some boot cuffs and using rope, hogtied me as tight as he could.  Butch gagged me with a bandana and carried me out to the living room.  Butch looked awesome as he had put on his chaps, cowboy hat, and was wearing spurs on his cowboy boots.

“I told you fucker that I was gonna teach you a lesson you won’t forget.  I told you to keep your fuckin’ hands off my shit.  I won that fuckin’ buckle ass wipe.  You are gonna pay for stealing my shit, cowboy style.”

Butch started kicking me in the side and stomping on me. Butch would use his spurs to jab me in my sides and thighs.  “You fuckin’ piece of shit!  I’m fuckin’ tired of you stealing my shit.  You shittin’ ass wipe.  I thought ass wipe, you’d learned your lesson last week.  I guess not.  You must like a cowboy to kick the shit of you, mother fucker.  Well you got your wish.  This cowboy is ready to fuckin’ kick your ass and really teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

Butch continued to kick, spur, and stomp me.  Then he stopped and went into my bedroom to retrieve the trophy buckle.  He came out proudly wearing his trophy.  He knelt down beside me and took off my bandanna gag, stood up and thrust his boots in face.

“Lick some leather, ass wipe”, demanded Butch.

“Go to Hell, fucker”, I replied.

“Tom, you wanna play hard ball with this cowboy, fine.  I’ll enjoy kickin’ your ass some more.”  Butch let loose with more stomping and spurring.

Butch presented his boots again.  “Ready now ass wipe to lick some leather?  Or would you prefer more cowboy incentives?”

I started licking Butch’s boots and getting quite the hard-on.  Damn I loved being manhandled by Butch.  When I was finished with his boots, Butch noticed my rock hard dick and thrust his boot between my legs.

“You wanna cum on my boots, boy?  Go ahead.  I’ll make you lick your fuckin’ cum off my boots if you do.  Your loss, fucker.  At least I offered to let you get comfort for that hard-on.”

Butch bent over me and re-tied the bandanna gag in my mouth.  He untied the rope leaving me cuffed and shackled and led me over to his saddle sitting on its stand.  He pushed me over the saddle and tied a pigging rope from the saddle horn around my neck.  He tied each of my feet to a leg of the saddle stand.  He wrapped ropes from my legs across my chest that framed my balls and made it extra snug.  My dick was so fucking hard from Butch’s bondage treatment.

Butch went to my room where he grabbed my belt said “Tom, you know what’s coming next.  I’m gonna enjoy whipping your ass again, fucker.  I hope you are learning your lesson this time.”

Butch whipped my ass once.  My belt slapped my bare ass hard with a loud whack.  I was pleading for mercy through the gag.

“Shut up ass wipe and take your punishment”, Butch laughed as he kept whipping my ass with my belt.  “Yeah butthead, I hope you like your ass nice and red.  Your belt is doing a fine job turning your fuckin’ ass red.”  Butch continued to whip my ass with several more lashes.  

Butch moved around the saddle where my buckle was now at eye level.  He untied my bandanna gag and said, “Yeah boy, lick that trophy buckle.  Show this cowboy you’ve learned your lesson.”

I licked the buckle.  “Now kiss the bulge in my Levi’s boy.  I know that’s what you really want, Tom.  Yeah, bury your fucking face in my crotch.  Kiss my cowboy crotch.  Fuck yeah, I know you fuckin’ want this cowboy.”

I was stunned trying to figure out if Butch knew I was gay.

Butch walked around the saddle and grabbed his leather roping gloves.  He put them on and grabbed a tube of lubricant.  He squirted some on his gloves and rammed a gloved finger up my ass.

“How’s that feel, fucker?  You ready for this cowboy to ride your fuckin’ ass?  I told you I was gonna teach you lesson.  Get ready for this cowboy to fuck his bitch.  Tonight, your fuck hole is gonna be my pussy.  You’re my fuckin’ bitch tonight, Tom.  I said I was going to teach you cowboy style.  Tonight, Tom, I’m going to make you my new cowboy bitch boy!  And shit, Tom, there ain’t fucking nothing you can do but take my cowboy cock!"

Butch unzipped his Levi’s and lubed his rock hard cock.  Butch placed his hands on the saddle and thrust his cock hard up my ass.  Damn it hurt.  I yelled in pain as Butch hit my head.

“Shut up ass wipe.  I know I’m not the first cowboy to ride your ass.  I think you like guys riding your ass.  Yeah, I know your little secret.  I fuckin’ won your trophy buckle.  You’re my fuckin’ bitch.  Take my meat, sucker.”

Butch was now thrusting my fuck hole hard.  Groaning in ecstasy. 

“Shit boy, you are one helluva a ride!  Yee Haw!  Take this cowboy cock!  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy!  Fuck… oh yeah…”

Butch held on to the saddle and was pounding my ass hard.  I knew he was enjoying his ride.  It wasn’t long before Butch shot his load of cum up my ass and pulled himself out.  Even though my ass hurt from that belt whipping, damn, this night was turning into a dream come true for me.  I so enjoyed having Butch finally ride my fuck cowboy style.  Damn, it was better than I could have ever imagined.

“Damn, bitch.  That’s one helluva of a fuck.  Shit that was good.  Well boy, I hope this cowboy taught you a lesson to leave my shit alone.  You touch my stuff again, and I will gladly repeat whipping and kicking your ass.  And don’t forget boy, you are my bitch.  And I have your trophy buckle to prove it. Don’t think tonight will be the last time this cowboy rides!”

Butch untied me and we went to bed.  The next day I avoided Butch and hung out with friends.  Again, things sort of returned to normal by Monday.  I started being cocky around Butch again.  Picking on him.  He’d fight back.  I didn’t bother him about my trophy buckle anymore.  He’d proudly wear it and make references that he’d won it from me.

About once a month, Butch would surprise me and tie me up and fuck my ass.  He said he owned me as his bitch.  Butch really enjoyed seeing how many different ways he could tie me up and fuck my ass.  Damn, it wasn’t long and he was cumming two and three times when he had me roped in bed or over his saddle.

One day after I had given Butch a hard time, I put in a dip and noticed it tasted a lot like cum.  Shit, Butch had cum into my dip.  When Butch came home, I called him on it.  Butch laughed his ass off and told me that since I was his cum eater, he thought he would speed up the process for me and cum in my dip.  I tackled him, but he over powered me and hogtied me.  He pulled me up to my knees and unzipped his Wrangs.  His big dick exploded into my face.  Butch pulled out his dip and put in a fresh wad.  Then he forced a wad into my lip.  Next, he forced his cock into my mouth and started to face fuck me while I had my dip.  It didn’t take long for Butch to cum down my throat mixed with my chew.  Shit, that was HOT.

Butch pulled his spent cock out of my mouth and said, “See bitch, I told ya I just wanted to speed the process up.  But hell, having you eat my cum is always a pleasure for this cowboy."

Damn it was a great year and I didn’t want it to end.  I was okay being Butch’s bitch boy and I enjoyed it when Butch manhandle me and used his steel bondage toys and saddle.  While tied up, Butch would thrust his boot between my legs and I’d cum on his boot.  Then he’d make me lick my cum off.  Butch would cum on his boots and make me lick his cum.  Butch really enjoyed our new relationship and if I left my dip can out, I had to get used to finding my dip covered in his cum.

In May, just before school ended, Butch handed me a new trophy buckle.  Engraved on the back was “Butch’s Bitch”.  Damn I loved that trophy buckle.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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Stallion School - May (Part 3)

May

March was rushed as Chad had finals and Spring Break, but Chad did his usual fuck routine.  But damn, my partner and I loved our sessions with Chad.  He was such a hunk and a great fuck experience.  We loved being man handled and roped by this cowboy.

In April, Chad asked if he could invite another cowboy from the Rodeo team.  Rod had been so fun, we agreed.  When Hunter showed up with Chad in late April, he was good looking, but after supper he quickly got pretty nervous.  He became pretty rough and mean.  We were glad when the evening was over.

The month of May had just started when Chad came in for breakfast and wanted to talk about our last session.

“Hey guys, I know that Hunter didn’t work out too well.”

“Damn right Chad”, my partner replied.

“Well, I wanted to make it up to you.  Make this last ride a good one.  Would you guys be up to me inviting Rod again?  Damn, he didn’t stop talking about the evening for weeks.  I think he’d be agreeable if I asked him.”

My partner and I looked at each other eagerly and said, “Yes” in unison.  We couldn’t wait for the May session with these two hot cowboys again.

The day we were to have Chad and Rod came.  My partner and I were giddy with excitement as we prepared their dinners.  We saw Rod pull up early in his pick-up.  We couldn’t tell what Chad and Rod were doing, but there was some activity going on.

There was a knock on the door precisely at the time we agreed.  My partner opened the door and their stood Chad and Rod, damn, two gorgeous hung cowboys in their cowboy gear.  My dick was immediately rock hard.  There was an excitement in the air with all four of us that you could feel.

“What the fuck are you two ass-wipes in yer clothes”, Chad hollered.  “You damn know that Rod and I like our bitches naked and tied up.  Git yer damn clothes off and present yourselves to be tied in ten seconds or I’ll rip ‘em off and kick the shit out of your asses.”

My partner and dropped our clothes and knelt in front of Rod and Chad.  Both started tying us up.  Rod didn’t need any coaching from Chad this time.

Next they made us lick and clean their new silver trophy belt buckles.  Apparently the rodeo team each got new buckles and they were both showing them off to us.

We served Chad and Rod dinner and were instructed to get under the table while they ate.  Damn, I loved looking at their chaps, boots, and spurs.  Towards the end of the meal, Chad unzipped his jeans and played with his dick.  His cue for me to start sucking him off.  Rod did the same and my partner started sucking him off.  I could hear the moaning and groaning knowing that they must be enjoying their blowjobs.

Suddenly, Rod stood up and reached under the table and grabbed my partner by the rope around his neck.  I was wondering what was happening, but knew I better keep sucking Chad’s thick rock hard dick.

I heard Rod throw my partner onto the tabletop and damn if Rod didn’t ram his dick up my partner’s ass.  Now I was getting excited hearing my partner get his ass plowed while I was sucking off Chad.  As Rod started fucking my partner, Chad got even more excited.  His cock fully engorged while Chad thrust his hips to attack my hot throat.  Damn this was awesome.  It didn’t take long for Chad to blow a long rope of cum down my willing throat.

After dinner, we cleared the plates and presented ourselves in the living room.  Chad and Rod lead us to Chad’s apartment.  There were two saddles waiting for us to take back to our place this time.

Once the saddles were in our living room and set-up, Chad and Rod lead us outside.  The May evening was beautiful, but being outside and naked was a bit awkward.  Luckily our backyard was huge and we had trees and privacy fences to shield us from our neighbors.  That what was great about having 20 acres.

Well, Chad and Rod brought out their lassos and wanted to rodeo outside.  At first my partner and I were nervous, but after we were roped and tied a couple of times, we didn’t care.  The weather was great and being roped outside on the grass was a real turn-on.  Chad and Rod were really getting into lassoing us and tying us up.  They kept score who could rope the most times and who could rope and tie us the fastest.  Time flew by as the sky turned to dusk.

Chad and Rod took a break and order us to grab them more beers from the house.  Both had drunk a couple of beers with dinner and finished another couple while they were roping us.  They decided to finish the rodeo with some riding before they took us in the house.  My partner and I became the two cowboys’ buckin’ broncos.  

They raced us around the backyard, spurring and riding us hard.  When one of them lost a race, the cowboy kicked the shit out of the losing bronc’s ass.  I seemed to lose most of the races and bore the brunt of the getting my shit kicked.  But damn I was aroused being manhandled by these cowboys.  The leather, bondage, and role-play were almost more than I could handle.

Before they took us in the house, we were tied up again.  Then both Chad and Rod dropped their Wranglers and had us rimmin’ their fuck holes.  My partner and I licked their asses and thrust our faces into their ass as we licked their fuck hole.  Must have been some sort of new experience for both cowboys because they didn’t seem to know what to expect.

Chad and Rod pulled up their Wranglers and chaps and pulled us by our ropes into the house and into our bedroom.  We were tied up tightly face down on the bed.

“You fuckers ready for some action”, Rod said.

“Damn yeah cowboy”, I replied.

“Well good, cuz these two cowboys are ready to ride your ass tonight”, Chad said.  “I wanted to make our last ride special.  Damn, I’m hornier than ever and can’t wait to relieve my basket on you two boys.  You’d better be ready for a rough ride.  I’m rock hard and Rod is rock hard too.  You’re hired studs are ready to plow yer asses fuckers.”

Rod and Chad climbed on top of us and put rubbers on their ready dicks.

Rod spoke to Chad, “Well fucker, last time you won this go-round; but tonight, I’m gonna whip yer ass in this fuckin’ event.  Git ready to lose fucker.”

“Dream on fucker”, Chad replied.

Then the two cowboys plowed their cocks up our fuck holes.  Damn, it hurt the way they rammed us to fast.  Our bed was creaking and groaning with these two studs riding our asses.  But damn, this felt so good.

This go-round, Rod was the winner and grinning ear-to-ear to beat Chad fuckin’ my ass.  But Chad was right behind cumming up my partner’s ass.

“Fuck that was great”, Rod said.

“Damn right partner”, Chad replied.  “Damn, I think we should get these cum sluts to clean our dicks.”

“Fuck yeah.  These fuckin’ ass-wipes need to earn their keep,” replied Rod.  “You bitches like yer fuckin’ hired studs?  Git yer fuckin’ mouths on our cocks before we beat the crap out of ya!”

My partner and I were still tied spread-eagle on the bed, but we maneuvered around and strained our ropes to take in their cocks.  Rod and Chad removed their rubbers and thrust their sticky cocks in our mouths.

After we licked their dicks, Rod and Chad untied us and lead us into the living room where they drank beer while a porn DVD played.  My partner and I started jacking each other.

Rod turned to Chad, “I think these cum sluts would like to suck each other’s dicks instead of jackin’.  They did such a fine job on us, pard’ner, I bet they’d suck each other’s dick.”

Chad flew off the couch and tied us together so we were in a 69 position with our cocks at each other’s mouth.  We gladly sucked each other’s dicks while Chad and Rod looked on.

I guess Chad and Rod were resting, because the porn movie played longer than usual.

Finally Chad turned to Rod, “You ready for one last ride cowboy”.

“Bring it on”, Rod replied.

“I think our cum-sluts need another filling.  You ass-wipes ready for your hired cowboy studs to fill yer asses with cowboy cum?”

“Damn yeah” we screamed.

Rod grabbed my partner and Chad grabbed me.  We were dragged over to the saddles.  We were both seated in the saddles; my partner in Rod’s and I was in Chad’s.  We were tied to the saddle horn with ropes around our necks.

Rod and Chad unzipped their Wranglers and put new rubbers on their dicks.  They mounted their saddles and forced their dicks up our fuck holes.

Damn, I couldn’t believe they were gonna ride us again.

With their boots in their stir-ups and cocks up our ass, they started riding our asses hard on the saddles.  The saddles creaked and groaned as they rode our asses.  Damn, Chad felt so good I didn’t want the ride to end.

Both cowboys were shouting and groaning as they rode us.

Chad came first this time followed by Rod.

Both cowboys rested a bit before they dismounted their saddles.  They gave each other high-fives.

“You ass-wipes done for the night?” Chad asked.

“Hell no”, I said.

“Well cum sluts, these two cowboys are plumb dry”, Rod replied.

We were untied and drank beers and played cards for a couple of hours before Chad and Rod left for Chad’s apartment.

The next morning, both Chad and Rod came over for breakfast.  We hated to see the school year end.  Chad had been the best cowboy we had.

Chad wanted to come back for the next year.  We had a policy to get a new cowboy each year.

Rod indicated he might be interested.  We told him to apply like the other cowboys at the beginning of the next school year.

At the end of the school year, Chad loaded up his old Chevy and drove off.  My partner and I were sad to see him go, but damn we had lots of memories.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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