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Beginner’s Luck 2 – Hard Luck Ride

I managed to avoid any more run-ins with Jeff and Scott the remainder of the school year.  I had heard that Jeff and Scott may try and kidnap me for a Rodeo Team party held at the end of the year, but I laid low and that passed as well.  Summer came and I got a job working at a local diner as a waiter during the graveyard shift.  Things were going well and I had worked there about a month.  My parents took off on a 2-week vacation and I stayed home to work.

One morning after I had gotten off work, I was taking my usual morning run before heading to bed to sleep.  A pick-up truck slowly drove past me and made a right turn ahead of me.  I kept running and didn’t think much about it.  I turned the corner and was running and getting close to home.  I was about to pass the pick-up truck when suddenly the passenger door opened and Scott quickly jumped out.  Before I knew it, from a wall on my right Jeff jumped out.  I was trapped.

 “Well, well, well.  If it ain’t our old friend queer-boy” snickered Jeff.  “We’ve missed you around queer-boy.  Why don’t you be a boy-cunt and get into the pick-up”.

“Yeah motherfucker.  Git into the pick-up if you know what’s good for ya” said Scott.

“Bite me shitheads”, I said as I tried to get away.

Both of them grabbed me and forced me into open passenger door where I was hog-tied on the floor.

“Hey guys, you better let me go.  My parents are expecting me home from run any minute” I said.

“You need to come up with a better story boy-cunt.  Your folks are gone on vacation for 2 weeks.  They’re not around to save your sorry ass from being ridden by a couple of cowboys” laughed Scott.  “I told ya last time that we’d be hunting your ass when you least expected it.  Your luck just ran out fuckhole.”

“Don’t worry asshole.  You cooperate with us and we’ll have you home before you go to work tonight.  Of course, your fuckhole may be sore as hell as we plow your ass with our cowboy cocks.  But hell, you’ll be home in one piece.  More or less”  Jeff snickered.

As we were driving, I was trying to figure out how they knew my folks were gone and my morning routine.  I remembered they had been in the diner the night before.  They gave me a hard time and they talked with one of the waitresses, Sally.  Sally was sweet on Jeff.  Sally was probably one of the girls they fucked when they needed their rocks off.  Sally must have given them the information they had on my folks.  Damn.  I was their prisoner for whatever fun they had in mind.  Thinking about being their prisoner again brought a flood of memories back.  And those memories were starting to get my cock rock solid with anticipation.

Jeff and Scott were laughing and talking about the fun they were going to have with me.  Country and Western music blared from the radio.  Scott was resting his boots on top of me and they were giving me the biggest hard-on.

We drove for about 30 minutes.  I could tell we had gone out of town.  We made a turn down a dirt road and after a couple of miles the truck stopped.  Both Jeff and Scott got out and my legs were untied, a rope put around my neck, and then I was let out of the pick-up.  We were met by a third cowboy who was damn good looking.

I later learned this third cowboy was Jeff’s older brother, Reed.  Reed was 24, single, worked at the local ranch supply store, was a part-time rodeo cowboy, and raised some cows.  We were on his ranch.

“So this is your boy-toy asshole you two were talked about having so much fun with?” , Reed asked.

“Yeah, we prefer to call him our he-bitch.  Or just plain nigger”, Jeff replied.

 Well git him tied up in the barn.  I can’t believe I let you two talk me into these games.  Hey boy, my bro here says you are a fucking cum bucket?  Is that true?  You ain’t nothing but a cum-slut whore bitch that wants three horny cowboys to ride your fuckin’ ass?  Well, hell, you came to the right ranch.  Crap, let’s have some fucking fun with our slut bitch today.”

They all laughed as Jeff and Scott firmly tied me to stall in the barn.  They left with Reed for about 30 minutes.  I tried with all my might to escape.  But damn, they were good at tying me up.  When they came back into the barn, all three were wearing chaps, spurs, cowboy hats, and leather vests.  Damn, the three of looked awesome.  My dick got rock hard fast.  Shit, I was glad my gym trunks were loose and hid my hard on.  All three guys had beers in their hands and Scott was carrying a cooler.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

 “Okay boys, strip down our slave and let’s git these games rolling”, said Reed.

Jeff and Scott untied me from the stall and quickly stripped off my gym clothes.  They saw my hard on and made fun of me.  I was hog-tied and force down on the dirt and hay floor of the barn.

All three cowboys thumped their snuff cans and put in fresh dips of chew.

“Hell boys, let’s teach this slave a lesson on how to behave today with three very horny cowboys”, said Reed.

Then all three cowboys started kicking the shit out of me, yelling at me, and swearing.  After a dozen or so kicks, they stopped.

“Now slave, just so you know how today’s gonna play.  You’re gonna obey whatever order the three of us horny cowboys give you.  You got that?”, asked Reed.

I mumbled a reply.  Reed walked over to the wall and got down a cattle prod.  I was zapped on my butt.

“Yes Sir, asswipe”, yelled Reed.

“Yes Sir” I meekly replied.

Again, Reed zapped my butt.  “Yes Sir, loudly so we can all hear ya.  Otherwise I’ll fry your butt and enjoy every damn minute”.

“Yes Sir”, I yelled.

“That’s better shit-head.  Damn, I’ve always wanted to fry some guys ass with one of these prods.  Does it hurt like hell boy?”

“Yes Sir”, I yelled in reply.

“Well, you’d better obey the rest of the day or else I’ll fry your ass with this prod.”  Reed placed his boots in my face.  “Now, make like a good nigger and lick my fucking boots before my boys and I stomp the crap out of you again.”

I started licking Reed’s boots.  Damn it was a turn on.  I looked up and saw that Jeff had a damn video camera running.  “Great”, I thought.  Now my humiliation was going to be on record.

After Reed’s boots, both Jeff and Scott presented their boots to be licked.  The video camera was passed around to film my humiliation.

After the boot licking, my feet were untied and I was strung up from the rafters of the barn by my hands.  Jeff and Scott got out the bull whip and Reed filmed them as they took turns giving me a single tailing with the whip.  They managed to raise a number of welts on my ass and back.

“So, you say this boy’s fuck-hole is so damn good”, asked Reed after they finished whipping me.

“Damn yeah, bro”, replied Jeff.  “You’ve gotta try plowing his ass.  Damn he’s a good fuck.”

“Well, let’s get him strung up and start riding ass”, said Reed.  “Fuck I need relief for my rod”.

I was tied over a saddle sitting on a stand.  My feet were spread and tied to the base of the stand.  I leaned over the saddle on my chest and my hands were tied on the other side of the stand.  Damn these cowboys had all sorts of equipment to make my day miserable and give them the ultimate cowboy sex fantasy.  My cowboy gear fetish was cemented on that saddle.

Reed lubed my fuck-hole nicely and greased his rock-solid cock.  Reed thrust himself up my ass.  I let out a scream as the pain Reed caused me felt like I was being ripped in two.  Reed slapped my ass.  “Come on ass-wipe.  Take my cowboy cock like a man.  Damn this boy’s ass is tight.  Nothing a good cowboy buck won’t fix.  Boy, you need a damn cowboy like myself to ride your sorry ass and loosen it up.  Jeff, make this boy a rope harness.”

Jeff made a rope harness and put it around my mouth.  Reed was given the other end and he pulled it tight.  I bit down on the rope which helped me take the pain Reed was giving me with his fuck.

“Damn boy, this is gonna be on hard-luck ride for you.  But crap, I’m gonna enjoy plowing your ass.  I’m horny as hell and ready to ride.  Yee Haw!  Fuck, this is one helluva ride. ”

Reed thrust and rode my ass hard.  Each thrust, his leather chaps slapped my bare legs.  The saddle creaked from the hard thrusts of Reed.  After the pain of the rape subsided, I was beginning to enjoy having this huge cowboy inside me.

“Fuck you boy.  Damn you are one helluva a good fuck.  Awe…, shit yeah…  Yee Haw!  Fuck this is nice…  This cowboy’s ready to cum!  Yee Haw!”

Reed was using rhythmic, fast thrusts now and he threw back his head in pleasure and I enjoyed feeling his hot cum squirt up my ass.

“Shit yeah.  Damn good fuck boy”, Reed shouted as he pulled his limp cock out of my ass.  “Hey bro, it’s your turn for a ride.  This boy-cunt is hot.”

As soon as Reed was out of my ass, Jeff thrust cock up my ass with his muscular frame.  Jeff rode me hard too.

“You ready boy for another horny cowboy to buck your ass?”, Jeff asked.  “Your fuck better as good as last time boy.  Shit, I’m glad to fuck your ass again.  Last time was just a warm up.  Beginner’s luck, remember?  Yeah, you’re gonna think today was nothing but hard-luck rides for you.  But damn, for us cowboys, this is one helluva damn rodeo.”

After Jeff came, Scott was next, and by now, my ass was getting pretty loose so Scott’s fuck was mild.

“Fuck boy, your ass is nice and loose now.  Damn right Reed, this bronc’s been busted by a couple of horny cowboys.

“You’re right boys, damn nice fuck from this boy-cunt”, said Reed.  “Boy, I hope you enjoyed your hard-luck fuck.  And trust me, the day’s not over.  I’m gonna have to try your ass again.”

Both Jeff and Scott were laughing at my situation and the thought of fucking me again.

“Well boys, how about some rodeo ropin’ practice?  Let’s get our horses saddled.  Slave, you can just rest there until we get ready to use you for ropin’.  I hope you’re ready to run like hell.  Otherwise, we’ll drag your ass across my ranch.”

I was now pretty horny being fucked by these 3 cowboy hunks.  As I laid on the saddle, cum dripped down both legs.  But damn, I didn’t care.  I wanted more of these cowboys.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

It took another half hour before the three cowboys came back with their horses saddled.  I was taken into the corral and my hands firmly tied behind my back.  All three cowboys finished another round of beer and the games began.

Reed spoke, “Well slave, we’re gonna warm up by just riding around the corral getting our horses warmed up and roping your ass as we feel like.  You better run like hell or well drag your ass around the arena.  You got that piss ant?”

“Yes Sir!”, I replied.

“Good.  Now git to running”.

All three cowboys took turns roping my ass.  With three cowboys riding and roping me, there was no escape.  If one missed, another was right behind to rope my ass.  I was roped so many times I lost count.  Even though I was running as best I could, most times I was roped, I ended up being yanked and dragged until the cowboy could stop his horse and yank his rope off me.  Hurt like hell, but I didn’t mind being these three cowboy’s slave for the day.

The sun was hot and I knew I was gonna be red as beet.  The cowboys wanted to start rodeoing and Scott had to take a piss.  Reed told him to hold up.  Reed roped me and ran me over to the horse trough.  All three cowboys dismounted and stood around me.

Jeff said, “Ever been pissed on boy?”

I looked up to see all three cowboys taking out their dicks.  Then they started spraying me with their hot piss and laughing their heads off.

“Hey boy, you can drink all this piss-beer you want”, said Scott.

After they finished pissing on me, all three took fresh dips, and each spit their juice on me a couple times.  Damn, they were having a helluva of good time with me.  I was then thrown into the horse trough to wash off after they finished.  Damn it was a hot experience.

Next I was taken to the calf chute.  For a couple of hours I was the rodeo calf and forced to run down the arena with one of the cowboy’s hot on my tail.  When I was caught, I was hog-tied and the cowboy received their time.  Damn, these cowboys never seemed to get tired of playing rodeo and drinking beer.  And damn, they were all pretty good ropers.  Of course, they were all riding horses.  I was the poor bastard having to run from the cowboy each time.  By now the sun had turned my skin a bright red as well.  I was covered in dust.

The cowboys were hungry, so I was taken to the horse trough one more time and dunked to wash off. 

“Well boys, all that ropin’ made me horny as hell.  You think our boy-cunt here is ready to put out for us?  Damn, I think the cowboys definitely won the rodeo and our piss ant didn’t run hard enough.”

“Damn right, Reed” replied Jeff.  “Let’s butt fuck this nigger’s ass and teach him a lesson he won’t soon forget!”

I was tied spread eagle on the wooden pole corral fence.  They waited for Scott to retrieve the lubricant.  My fuck-hole was lubricated and Reed was ready to ride my ass.  Damn his chaps and boots felt awesome against my legs.

“Yee Haw!” Reed shouted as he entered my ass.  Reed started bucking me.  “Damn boy, you make a hulluva a good bucking horse.  Hell, this cowboy is ready to take you on and show you how a cowboy breaks a rowdy bucking horse like you.  You like my thrusts, boy?  I hope they hurt like hell, cuz I’m enjoying throwing all I can at you.”

After being raped earlier, I was enjoying Reed’s fuck now.  Damn, he was one smooth cowboy.  I loved being under his control.

Reed’s rhythmic, muscular thrusts, were awesome.  The sound of his chaps slapping my legs was the only sound except for an occasion groan of pleasure from Reed as he was really enjoying his fuck.  Scott was capturing it all on tape.

“Fuck, I’m about to cum….” groaned Reed.  “oh yeah…. Fuck yeah….  Ahhh… fuck… fuck… fuck…”  Then Reed squirted his cum up my ass.  “Damn bro.  I never thought fucking a queer would be so damn fun.”

“Shit, I told you Reed.  He’s an amazing fuck” replied Jeff.

“Crap yeah” chimed in Scott.  “We had so much damn fun fucking this nigger’s ass last time.  And forcing him to lick our boots and all that crap.”

“Who’s up next” asked Reed.

“Crap, I can’t contain myself if I wait any longer” said Scott.  So Scott proceeded to fuck my ass.

After Scott finished his fuck, Jeff took his turn riding me hard.  All three cowboys enjoyed their second ride in my ass for the day.  They high-fived each other and congratulated each other like they won some damn contest.

I was untied from the corral fence and then we all headed into Reed’s house.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

I was hog-tied on the kitchen floor and Jeff pushed the dog bowl of water to my face.  Scott and Jeff forced me with a few kicks to lick water from the bowl like a dog.

“That’s our good nigger”, said Scott.  “We want to ensure you don’t die on us for lack of water.  Of course, we can piss in your mouth some more if you want that too?”

The cowboys sat down at the table to each sandwiches and drink another beer.

After lunch, Reed presented his boots in my face for a licking.  They were covered in dust, but I licked them clean.  Reed forced me to lick some water before Scott presented his boots for a licking.  Again, after cleaning the dust from Scott’s boots, I licked some water.  Jeff presented his boots, and damn, if he hadn’t stepped in some horse shit.

“Yeah boy, damn sorry about that horse shit.  Lick it off or I’ll kick your butt so hard you won’t walk for a week”, said Jeff.

The other two cowboys laughed as they watched me lick the shit from Jeff’s boots.

Finally, we all went into the living room to watch the video tape they had made of the day.  They hog-tied me on the floor and hooked up the video camera to Reed’s big screen TV.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to see our damn movie”, said Reed.  “I have to admit guys, I wasn’t really into your idea earlier, but damn if today’s not one of the best fuckin’ days of my life.  Crap, I haven’t had so much damn fun in a long time.  Thanks for making this happen.”

“Shit yeah, the video is gonna be so fuckin’ hot”, chimed in Scott.  “We had so much fun with our he-bitch.  We made you a fuckin’ porn star queer boy.”

The video started and looking at the three cowboys still in their gear sitting on the couch gave me the biggest hard-on.  Damn they were good looking.

The video got to the part where Reed was fucking me on the saddle when Reed said, “Jeff, did you say this mother fucker sucks too?”

“Hell yeah”, replied Jeff.  “He sucked my cock dry last time.  You gonna have him suck yer dick?  Damn, maybe he’d like to suck all our cowboy dicks.  I told him cowboy dick is the best dick in the world to suck.  Right mother fucker?”

Reed responded, “Pause the video.  I want to change the way our boy is tied up so he can suck my dick off.”

My hands were tied behind my back.  My feet were tied together.  A rope was tied from my hands to my feet.  Another rope was tied around my neck, looped around my feet, and tied to my hands.  I was stood up in a kneeling position.

“Well boy, I hope you’re as good of a cocksucker as you are boy-cunt”, Reed said.  Reed unzipped his Wranglers and his rock solid cock appeared.  I just stared at his dick.  Reed’s gloved hand hit me hard on the side of my head.  “What the fuck ya waiting for shithead.  Open your fucking mouth and take me in.  Or I’ll beat the crap of you.”

I tentatively opened my mouth and took in Reed’s dick.  I started going up and down his shaft.  The only other time I sucked a guy was with Scott.  So I was trying to figure this out with this horny cowboy down my throat.  The video was still them fucking my ass on the saddle.  I must have done something right, because Reed started face fucking me hard.

“Damn that’s a good suck, boy”, Reed groaned slowly.  “Keep suckin’ me boy.” 

Reed was thrusting himself hard down my throat.  His trophy buckle was all I could see as he rammed himself into my face.  I could feel his cool leather chaps on my chest and his boots around my legs.

“Damn… this is awesome…”, Reed continued to groan in orgasm.  “Choke on my cock…  fuck… yeah…  Damn I’m enjoying this ride.  Keep suckin’ boy.  Suck me hard, boy…  Oh fuck… yeah… Shit I’m cummin’ boy…. Don’t lose one drop of my cum boy or I’ll fucking kick your ass across the room.”

Reed shot his cum down my throat.

“Fuck that was awesome”, said Reed.  “You boys gotta try this cock sucker.”

Scott didn’t waste any time getting his cock down my throat.  “Remember last time boy, when you sucked Jeff.  I want a fucking good suck.  You got it boy?”  Scott was face fucking me in no time and it didn’t take long for Scott to shoot his wad down my throat.

The video was now on them fucking me in the corral when Jeff unzipped his Wranglers.  “Boy, you like cowboy cock rammed down yer throat?  Fuck, nothing I like better than owning a slave boy like you.  Damn, we can do whatever we fuckin’ please with you.  And damn, if you don’t have to take it.  Fuck, this is awesome.  You like your ass being owned by three cowboys, boy?”

Jeff was face fucking me and watching himself fuck my ass in the corral.

“Fuck this is hot… watching yourself fuck his ass and gettin’ sucked at the same time.  Shit this fuckin’ awesome!  Suck me boy!”

It didn’t take long for Jeff to shoot his cum down my throat.  I didn’t feel too hot after having to suck down all three cowboy’s cum.  I just laid on the floor until the video was over.

After the video was over the three cowboys presented their boots to me one more time.

“Kiss my boots boy”, Reed said.  I started kissing Reed’s boots.  “Boy, tell me how much fun you had today having Reed fuck your sorry ass”.

“I loved having you fuck my ass”, I replied as I kept kissing Reed’s boots.

“Shit yeah, boy.  You tell Reed that you fucking had the best day of your fucking sorry life”.

“Today was the best fucking day of my life.”

“Kiss my boots boy”, yelled Jeff.  I started kissing Jeff’s boots.  “You tell me that you fuckin’ love having Jeff’s cowboy cock in your ass and wish Jeff would fuck your ass more.”

“I loved having you in my ass Jeff, and would like you to fuck me more.”

“Shit, what a fuckin’ sorry nigger you are boy”, laughed Jeff.

“Lick some leather boy”, yelled Scott.  I started kissing Scott’s boots.  “Tell me how much you enjoyed spending the day servicing three horny cowboys.”

“I loved being of service to you three cowboys.”

“You tell me that you’d service us again any time.”

“I would love to service you cowboys again any time.”

“Well damn, boy”, said Reed.  “We can maybe obligate that request with another day at the ranch.  Right boys?”

All three cowboys laughed.

“Damn fucker, you don’t have to wait for Jeff and Scott to bring you back to my ranch.  You let Reed know you’re ready for another hard-luck go-round, and fuck, I’ll enjoy riding your sorry ass all over my ranch.  You got that boy?”

“Yes Sir”, I replied.

I was finally untied and allowed to get dressed.  Jeff and Scott hog-tied me again and put me into the pickup.  We drove back into town and I was dropped off at my house.

“Don’t think that you’re safe this summer fuck head.  We get rowdy again and want to rodeo with your ass, your ass is ours”, said Scott.

“And if we hear you let some other dude fuck your ass boy, I’ll hunt you down and fucking kick your butt so hard and fucking ride your ass you’ll wish you were dead.  Your our fuck meat boy.  You don’t give yourself to no one else without our permission.  You got that nigger?”, asked Jeff.

“Yes Sir”, I said.

They drove off and I went into the house to shower.  I stripped down and fucking had to jack myself off twice I was so horny after being abused all day.  Damn, if I had not really enjoyed my hard-luck ride that day.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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Beginner’s Luck

As a teenager, I would babysit the neighbor’s kids for spending money.  Lee was 7 years old and Robbie was 5.  I would play different kids game with them like hide and seek or king of the mountain.  But one of our favorite games was playing cowboys.  I’d be the bad guy and capture Lee and Robbie and tie them up.  Occasionally I would let them tie me up.  They loved playing this game and I was developing a cowboy fantasy as well.

One day I was planning on babysitting Lee and Robbie for an entire day.  Their folks had to travel to another town for an event and wouldn’t return until late into the night.

I arrived at lunchtime and the parents left.  After lunch, I asked Lee and Robbie what they wanted to play.  They both wanted to play cowboys.

“Okay, get your cowboy gear on”, I said.  I was already prepared and wore my jeans, boots, and hat over.  I found the rope in the basement and was thinking of how I wanted to play the game this time.

Lee and Robbie can downstairs from their room with their cowboy gear on.

“We want to tie you up this time”, Lee said.

“Okay, I’ll be the bad cowboy and you guys be the posse”.  I let them capture me and they tied me up in a chair in the living room.

A few minutes passed and I was wondering where Lee and Robbie had gone.  Suddenly the doorbell rang.  I froze for a second.

“Lee, come untie me so I can get the door.”

“Don’t bother, I’ll get the door for you”, Lee replied.

“Don’t open the door Lee and come untie me,” I yelled.  But I heard Lee open the door.  I heard some muffled male voices talking to Lee and I heard Lee invite someone in.

“Lee, who’s at the door”, I yelled.

Within seconds, two neighbor boys stood staring at me in the living room.  It was Jeff and Scott; two fucking hard-ass prick-heads who were seniors at school; both were on the rodeo team.  The boys had duffle bags slung over their shoulders and each was wearing jeans, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats.  I knew I was in trouble.  My mind raced as I tried to think of a logical explanation to give Jeff and Scott.  But my mind was drawing a complete blank.

Jeff broke the awkward silence and interrupted my thoughts.  “Well, well, well, cousin Lee, what do you have here?”

“Damn”, I thought.  Lee was Jeff’s cousin.  Lee must have told them of our cowboy games while I was babysitting.  I knew I’d been set-up.

“Looks like you captured yourself a slave”, Scott chimed in.  “Hey asshole, Jeff and I are gonna up the ante in this cowboy game of yours.  I hope you like taking on two ornery cowboys.  Looks like we’re up for some fun and cowboy games.  I hope you can take our punishment asswipe.”

“Lee, take your brother upstairs and watch some cartoons.  You did just what I asked.  Here’s some candy for calling us and letting us play your game with your babysitter”, said Jeff.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

After Lee and Robbie left, Jeff and Scott opened up their duffle bags and pulled out some serious cowboy gear; leather chaps, spurs, and lassos.

“Well, Lee says you liked to be tied up asshole”, Jeff said.  “Is that true?  We’re two cowboys who love to tie up an unsuspecting shithead like you.  Of course, we want to play some serious cowboy games with you.  You ready to be our slave for a while cocksucker?  Too bad, the cowboy games are starting and it’s too fuckin’ late to back out.  Your ass is ours.  Beginner’s luck you drew Scott and myself for your first rodeo, cocksucker!”  Both cowboys laughed.

Jeff and Scott proceeded to untie me from the chair.  I struggled, but was no match for the two of them.  I was then stripped naked and hog-tied on the ground.

“Bite me motherfuckers”, I screamed.

“Oh, we’re gonna do more than bite you bitch.  Nothing an ass kickin’ won’t solve”, Scott replied.  Both cowboys started kicking me with their boots, which hurt like hell.  I screamed in pain and fear.

Scott shouted, “Shut-up asswipe.  Or we’ll kick yer ass harder.  You’re our fuckin’ slave and you’re gonna learn to do whatever the hell we want.  You got that nigger.  We’re gonna teach you how to treat a cowboy master, boy.”

I didn’t reply and both of them laid in with a few more kicks.

“Okay, Okay”, I said.

“That’s what I like”, said Scott.  “A compliant nigger who knows what’s good for his ass.  Usually a simple beating is all it takes to kick some sense into motherfuckers like you.  Now asswipe, just do what yer told and you’ll survive this afternoon of games.  Jeff, look at this fucker’s hard-on.  That’s what we figured.  You’re enjoying our cowboy games.”

Both the guys laughed.  My mushroom had exploded.  Jeff stuck his boots in my face.  Lick some leather, boy”, he said.

“Go to hell”, I replied.  Immediately Scott jabbed my sides hard with his spurs.

“Fucker, you don’t understand the game.  When I say ‘lick some leather’, you little motherfucker better start lickin’.  Or else we’ll both kick your ass so hard you’ll wish you were dead.  Now start lickin’.  Spur him Scott until this fucker figures out how to please this cowboy master”, Jeff said. 

I obeyed and started licking Jeff’s boots.  Scott straddled my body and pressed his spurs in my sides.

“That’s a damn good nigger.  You polish my boots with yer fuckin’ tongue.  Don’t miss a spot or you’ll have to do them over again.”  Jeff paused and watched me licking his boots.  “Shit I love being a cowboy.  We have the best damn toys for turning assholes like you into our fuckin’ slave.  And fuck, we have the cowboy attitude to ensure shit-heads like you treat us with the respect we deserve.”

After I finished Jeff’s boots, Scott presented his boots for me to lick.  I had to admit, I was seriously getting turned-on being their boot slave.  My hard-on kept getting more rigid.

Jeff stuck his boot under my cock.  “You like the feel of my boot on your dick?  I could do some serious damage to your manhood with my boot right now boy.  You’d better behave or Scott and I may have a fucking castrated steer on our hands.”

Both boys laughed.  Jeff walked away and Scott kicked my ass a couple of times.  “Damn fine shit kicking.  Boy, you wonder why boots are called shit kickers?” Scott asked.  Scott kicked me in the ass a couple more times.  “Cuz they make a fine task kicking the shit out of fuckers like you.”

Jeff walked back and looped a lasso around my neck.  He placed his boot on my neck and pulled the lasso tight.  I couldn’t breath. “Now mother-fucker, get this straight.  We’re two damn horny cowboys and you are nothing but our fucking slave.  You’d best just relax and enjoy getting’ yer ass raped.  We’ve got the attitude and toys to make your life a living hell.  Got it?”

Jeff released the lasso and I struggled to regain my air.

“Ever been used for roping practice, slave?  Let’s see how well you do.  Nothing I love better than ropin’ me a nigger”, Jeff said.

I was tied over an ottoman.  The cowboys used my head for ropin’ practice.  They laughed as they roped me and kept score to see who could rope me the most times.  Jeff won the contest.

“You enjoying our version of the cowboy games, boy?” Jeff asked.  “These games are just gittin’ started.  There’s a whole lot more fun comin’ for a cocksucker like you, boy.  Scott and I are just warming up for this rodeo.  Hey Scott, let’s check out what’s in the fridge.”

Jeff and Scott went into the kitchen and I heard them rummaging around the refrigerator.  I struggled against my ropes, but they were too tight. I wondered what Jeff and Scott were planning on doing to me.  They came back drinking cokes and eating snacks.

“What the hell.  These kid’s dad doesn’t have any beer?” Jeff asked.  “We were hoping to snag some brews.  You’d get the blame if they noticed them missing.  What the hell, at least it’s something.  What about you boy, want a nice sip of coke after licking all that dusty leather?  Maybe you can suck my piss later?”

Both guys laughed.  I knew I was in for some serious cowboy games.

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“Well it’s about time to kick these games up a notch”, said Scott.  Scott grabbed the hair on my head and pulled my head up.  “I’m ready for some rodeo riding.  Jeff’s the roper, I’m the bull rider.  How are you at being my Brahma bull?  I’m a helluva damn good bull rider, boy.  Let’s see how you are at being a damn good bull.  Oh by the way, if you don’t buck me off, then I get to fuck yer ass, slave boy.”

I shot Scott a glance and he just smiled.  I couldn’t tell if he was lying or not.  First Scott pulled out his can of Copenhagen from his back pocket and put in a fresh dip.  Next, Scott put on his worn leather riding gloves and made a rope halter and fastened it around my head and mouth.  I was untied from the ottoman, and Scott climbed on my back.

Scott jabbed my legs hard with his spurs.  “Yee haw!  Buck me boy!  I’m riding you until you die.  Show me you know how to buck!  Yee haw!  In this rodeo, the cowboy rides until he’s through.  There ain’t no damn 8 second rule here.”

Scott was spurring and riding me hard.  His chaps were flying.  But I was no match for his size and strength.  Finally I gave up.  Scott jabbed me with spurs a couple of more times with all his strength.  Damn they hurt; it felt like he was cutting into my legs.

“What the fuck shithead.  This cowboy ain’t done with his ride.  Fuck you nigger!  You better keep buckin’ or I’ll fuckin’ rape your ass.”

I couldn’t move anymore so Scott slide off my back side and knelt behind me.  He pulled my reins tight.

“Jeff, throw me some lube”.  Scott unzipped his Wranglers while Jeff rummaged through the duffel bag and threw Scott a tube of lubricant.  Scott squeezed some lubricant on the finger of his leather glove and thrust his gloved finger up my ass.

I could only groan at the pain as it ripped through my body.  I had no idea what his dick was going to feel like if just his leather finger hurt that badly.  Scott lubed my ass good and lubed his thick cock.

Scott then rammed his dick up my ass.

I tried to scream in pain.  My eyes welled up with tears.

“Ride him cowboy!” Jeff yelled.  “Damn you should see his fuckin’ eyes bulge; I think they’re gonna pop.  Slam his ass harder, Scott!  Work that fuckers hole.  Yee Haw!”.

“I told you mother fucker that the cowboy determines when this rodeo ride is over.  Hell, this ride ain’t over till the cowboy says it’s over.  And damn, this ride is just beginning.  Take my son-of-a-bitch cock up that damn ass of yours!” Scott said.

Scott was making exaggerated slow thrusts.  He’d pull his dick almost out of my hole, and then ram himself with one forceful thrust up my ass.  He made a smack as his chaps slammed against my legs.  His balls pounding my ass.  He’d wait a few seconds before pulling himself out again and then start his thrust another time.

“I told you shithead that the ride was just beginnin’.  You’re my fuckin’ nigger and you’re gonna learn to do what I fuckin’ want.  I hope you enjoy having yer ass raped!  I’m enjoyin’ fuckin’ my nigger!  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy! You’re gonna give this cowboy the ride he wants!”, Scott shouted.

“Yee Haw! Ride him hard Scott!  Make that nigger please your cowboy cock!” Jeff screamed back.

By now, Scott started groaning in orgasm and threw his head back.  His thrusts had become fast, rhythmic thrusts as his dick slide in and out of my ass. Scott was breathing hard and groaning in pleasure. Scott shot a hot rope of jism up my ass, filling the void.

Scott pulled himself out and zipped up his jeans.  He slapped my ass hard and said, “Damn good ride nigger”, as he dropped my reins.  “You like getting your hole worked by a cowboy?  That’s what they call beginners luck.  Drawing us two horny cowboys as your first ride”.  I stood there relieved, glad the pain was over.

Jeff grabbed my reigns.  “Well nigger, I guess it’s my turn for a ride”.  Jeff climbed on top of my back and started spurring me.

I could only buck Jeff a couple of times before the pain of Scott’s rape was just too much.  Jeff kept spurring me and slapping my ass.

“What the fuck nigger!” screamed Scott.  Scott slapped my ass a couple of times with his gloved hand.  “Give the cowboy a decent ride, or we’ll have to kick yer ass after Jeff fucks yer brains out.”

“Yeah mother fucker.  I fuckin’ want a ride.  Not this pussy crap you’ve given me until now.  I want a ride like you just gave Scott.”

I just stood there.  I couldn’t move.

“Rape this motherfucker’s ass, Jeff.  Teach this nigger a lesson he won’t soon forget.  His our fuckin’ property and he’d better learn to fuckin’ gives us cowboys what we want.”

Jeff was kneeling behind me lubricating his dick.  Next thing I knew, Jeff was penetrating my fuck hole with his cock.  Damn my fuck hole hurt.  Jeff took his cue from Scott and was making the same slow exaggerated thrusts.

“That’s right cowboy.  Ride that nigger hard.  Slam his ass.  Show him who’s the boss.  Pound his ass, Jeff.  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy!”, Scott screamed.

“Yee Haw!” Jeff screamed back.  “Damn this is one helluva of a ride!  Shit, take my cock up your ass motherfucker.  Damn…”

Jeff threw his head back in orgasm as his pace of his thrusts grew faster and faster.  The room was filled with Jeff’s groans and the rhythmic slapping sound as his balls pounded my ass.  Soon, Jeff let loose his own rope of jism, mixing with Scott’s cum up my ass.

Jeff pulled himself out and I fell on the floor in pain.  Both cowboys disappeared into the kitchen for new cokes.

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After about 5 minutes, Jeff and Scott came back into the room with potato chips and cokes.  I was still curled up on the floor in pain.

“Well shithead, how’d you the cowboy games so far?” Jeff asked  “You like being a cowboy’s bitch?  Fuck boy, that’s all you are is our fuckin’ bitch”.

“Fuck, I enjoyed plucking your shittin’ cherry boy.  You ever been fucked before?  Damn, I love fuckin’ virgins”, laughed Scott.

Jeff yanked off my rope harness and forced me to lick his boots again.  Scott followed suit and I polished his boots as well.

“Damn I love watchin’ my nigger lick my fuckin’ boots.  You enjoy lickin’ boots boy?  I’ve got a whole closet full.  I’d love for you to come over and lick ‘em all boy.  You’d like that, huh?”, Scott said as I licked his boots.  Both cowboys laughed.

I was tied over the ottoman again and both roped me a couple more times.  Then Scott bulled out a leather whip.

“Ever been whipped slave boy?”, laughed Scott.  Nothing this cowboy likes better than whippin’ some nigger ass.  And damn, if I don’t see some fresh nigger ass that needs a few lashes.  What do you think Jeff?  This boy needs a single tailin’?”  Scott rubbed my ass with the bullwhip.

“Damn yeah.  Whip this motherfuckers ass.  Make him bleed”, Jeff replied.

Scott let loose the whip on my ass.  Damn it hurt like hell.  I couldn’t help myself and let out a scream.  Jeff jammed a bandana in mouth and Scott proceeded to whip my ass some more.  Then Jeff took the whip and whipped my ass a couple of times.  I know I had a couple of nice welts on my ass from that bull whip.

“Fuck I’m horny as hell again”, Jeff said.

“Yeah, whippin’ a boy’s ass will get you rock hard damn fast”, Scott replied.  “Have another go at that boy’s hole.  Damn his ass has to be loose now.  Let me check his ass with my whip.”  Scott rammed the handle of his bull whip up my ass.  Damn that hurt.  I tried to cry out in pain, but could let out a muffled whelp.  “Yeah, I think we could drive a jacked up 4x4 truck up his ass.”  Both cowboys laughed.

Jeff untied me from the ottoman.  He lashed my hands behind my back and tied my hands to my feet.  He put a rope around my neck and forced me to kneel before him.  He held tight to the rope around my neck.  Scott got behind me and forced my head into Jeff’s crotch.

“You ready to taste some good cowboy cum, boy?”, Jeff asked.  “Scott and I have wanted to have us a slave for so long.  We’ve talked about all the fuckin’ shit we wanted our slave to do.  Damn, if you aren’t a fuckin’ dream come true.  Hope you’re enjoyin’ our cowboy game.  Damn if we’re gonna stop any time soon.”  Jeff pulled the rope tight around my neck.  He unzippied his Wranglers and shoved his rock solid dick in my face.  “Open you’re fuckin’ mouth nigger and take in my pure cowboy cock.  Ain’t no cock better than fuckin’ cowboy cock.  Right Scott?”

“Damn right Jeff.  Nigger, you’re getting the best fuckin’ cock in the world.  You should be down right thankful Jeff is sharing his cowboy cock with you.  Now shithead, suck him dry before I whip your ass some more.”

Jeff pulled the rope tight around my neck.  I opened my mouth and Jeff thrust himself down my throat.  I thought I was going to gag.  Jeff started face fucking me.  Damn it was wild surrounded by his leathers and seeing nothing but his trophy buckle as he kept pumping his dick down my throat.

“You like being face fucked, nigger?  You lose one drop of my cowboy cum boy, and I’ll kick yer ass around the block.  You fuckin’ enjoy every precious drop of my cum boy.  Yeah, suck my cock, boy.  Suck me dry!  I fuckin’ know that you love having my cock down your throat.  Mmmm, yeah.  That’s right boy, you want my cock.  Yeah, suck me fucker!  Shit yeah that feels good!”, Jeff said.

Jeff started squirting his jism down my throat.  I was about to gag on his dick and his salty cum, but he forced himself in my mouth and I had to swallow.

“Damn, that’s what I like.  A nice hungry nigger, who likes some quality cowboy cum.  How’d you like that boy?  Do you want Scott here to fill yer mouth with another load of cum?  Come on Scott, shoot yer load down his throat.  This fucker is hungry for cowboy cum.”

“Nah, I wanna ride his ass again”, Scott replied.  “You ready for this bad-assed mother fucker cowboy to ride yer ass boy?”

Scott untied my hands from my feet.  He untied my feet.  Then he took out his Cope can, tapped the lid, and put in a fresh dip.  He put the can under my nose.

“You want a dip slave?  Would help take away that cowboy cum flavor.”

Both cowboys laughed.  Scott put a pinch of Cope in my mouth.  It burned like hell and I spit it out.  Scott grabbed the rope around my neck and slapped me around my head.

“Damn boy, you’ve wasted a good dip.  Jeff and I need to teach you to be man.  How to take a dip.  How to ride ass instead of getting raped.  Damn, yer nothing but a cowboy cum slut.  I’m ready to ride yer ass again mother fucker.  Ready for my dick up yer ass bitch?”

Scott stood me up and pushed me over the back of the couch.  He spread my feet with his boots and lube his dick.  Scott rammed his cock up my fuck hole and started thrusting himself inside me.  By now, by fuck hole was loose and Scott’s dick actually felt fine.  Scott was enjoying his fuck.

“Yeah man, this fuck hole feels so hot on my dick.  Damn you boy, you are one helluva good fuck.  Yee haw.  This cowboy likes to ride his cum slut.”

It didn’t take long for Scott to shoot his hot cum up my ass.

After a break, I had to lick the boy’s boots one last time.  I was untied and allowed to get dressed as the cowboy’s put their gear in their duffle bags.

“Well fucker, thanks for being our slave”, said Scott.  “Not that you had much choice.”

Both cowboys laughed.

“You breath a word of these cowboy games to anyone, and we’ll both deny it happened and then find your ass and beat you so hard, you won’t want to live.  You got that mother fucker”, said Jeff in my face.

“Yeah, I know”, I replied.

“Glad we see things eye-to-eye, boy”, replied Jeff.

“Now that you know what we like bitch, we find you alone at school, and your ass is ours.  You got that shit head?”, said Scott.  “You’ll be lickin’ our boots and having our dicks up yer ass.  So you better steer clear of us.”

“Of course, we may just add you to our stable of cum-slut bitches we have.  Right Scott?  You think this boy could be one of our bitches we call on some nights?  Of course, we may need a babysitter some night”, Jeff laughed.  “We’ll know who to call.  I’m sure you’ll want to earn some extra money playing our cowboy games.”

“Trust me boy, after the fun Jeff and I just had, we’ll be hunting your ass sometime when you least expect it”, said Scott.  “No matter how hard you try to avoid us, we’ll find your ass sometime.  And when we do, we own your fuckin’ ass for whatever pleases these cowboys.”

Both guys laughed as they left the house.

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