Cowboy Lust Pics of the Week

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Ranch Hand

The year was 1881 in the Montana Territory.  I rode my horse into town on a Friday night to get some whiskey and play some cards.  Was good to get into town a couple of times per month.  The town was small, more of a sorry collection of a few buildings, but large enough to sport two bars.  I stopped into Sally’s place.  Sally and her husband George ran the place.  Was a good place to get decent whiskey and play a couple of hands of cards.  Even though Sally was married to George, Sally flirted with all the cowboys that came in.  It was rumored that for enough money, Sally would spend the night with a cowboy.  I didn’t know, or didn’t care, but in out in the Wild West, people did whatever it took to make ends meet.  Life was tough.

George poured me a whiskey and I took a place at the card table, joining a couple of other cowboys I knew for poker.  I noticed a new cowboy, standing by himself at the end of the bar.  Damn, he was good looking from behind.  My attention changed from my cards to the cowboy.  I studied him closely, and felt my cock getting hard in my pants.  I noticed he wore a gun belt with the holster tied down.  He might be a gunslinger.

After a couple of hands, I bowed out of the card game and joined the cowboy at the bar.

“Howdy stranger”, I said in a friendly voice.

I must have startled the young man from his daydream.  “Oh, howdy”, he replied.

“Are you passing through or working around here?”

“Well, maybe just passing through.  Looking for work though.  I was just riding and it got dark.  Figured this town was good as any to spend the night.”

“Work, what kind of work do you do?  Do you cowboy or are you a gun slinger?”

“Cowboy mainly.  I rope, wrangle cattle, ride fences.  I’m not too bad with a gun either.  You need a ranch hand?”

“Well, I’ve only got about 50 head of cattle.  I can’t pay ya much, but I can give you 3 squares a day.  You could come out and maybe we’ll try each other out for a couple of weeks.”

“That would be great.  I hope you won’t be disappointed.  My name’s Hank.  Yours?”

“Willie.  Yeah, I remember when I was first starting out.  Needed someone to give me my first stake.  I guess I figure I owe it to someone young like you to help you get your stake.”  Actually, I just wanted to spend some time with the hunk.  I was wishing I would be sharing my bed with Hank, but tried to put that thought out of my head.

We finished our drinks and headed out of the saloon to the stable to get Hank’s horse.  My dick was rock hard in my pants.

The moon was shining as we walked the dusty road to the stable.

“So have you worked many ranches?” I asked.

“Well, I’ve been at four different ones in the last two years.”

“Four, what the hell happened?”

Hank got real quiet and nervous.  “Well, I ran into some trouble and had to leave.”

I could tell that Hank didn’t want to talk about what happened at the other ranches.  “Don’t worry Hank, I’m sure things will work out great at my place.  I had a couple of scrapes when I first started out”.

“Yeah, I hope so” Hank replied.  We arrived at the stable, Hank paid the stable hand, and we saddled up and road out of town in the moonlight.

Damn Hank was gorgeous.  We made small talk as we rode the few miles out to my ranch.  I told Hank to make himself at home in the barn.  I went into the house and climbed into bed.  I jerked off before falling off into a deep sleep.

Saturday morning turned out to be sunny and warm.  Hank knocked on my door waking me from my sleep.

“Come in” I yelled as I got out of bed and slipped on my clothes.

Hank walked in.  “Boss, I was wondering when you wanted to start today?”

“Well pard’ner, since it’s Saturday, I usually take it easy on the weekends.  But we’ll ride the fence and I’ll show ya the herd a little latter.  First, let me make us some grub for breakfast.”

“Great Boss.  I’m starving”.

Hank wasn’t kidding.  He devoured more than his fair share of breakfast.  After breakfast, we saddled up and I showed Hank my spread.  It wasn’t much, but I liked it and it was mine.  The Montana wilderness was wild but beautiful.

Sunday, Hank rode out to check the herd by himself.  When he got back, we practiced some target shooting.  Hank was very handy with his gun, which could be very useful.  I wanted to grab that guy and just rape his butt.

Every morning before breakfast, Hank went out riding and checking the herd.  I fixed a big breakfast and he’d come back and we’d spend a long time talking over breakfast.  Damn, it was nice having Hank around.  He was the hardest working ranch hand I’d seen, and I enjoyed jerking off to his fine image each night.

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Thursday morning Hank rode off to check the herd as usual and I fixed us our breakfast.  Hank was an hour late and I got worried enough I headed out to the barn to saddle up my horse and ride out to find Hank.  I was hoping he hadn’t found any trouble.  There was talk about some cattle-rustling going on at some of the other ranches.  Before I made it out to the barn, I looked across the horizon and saw two men riding.  I went back into the house and grabbed my rifle.

I watched and the two figures got closer.  I recognized Hank in the lead with another cowboy following.  I relaxed when Hank rode up with the other cowboy tied to his horse.

“What the hell happened?”

“Well, I found me my first cattle rustler.  I didn’t know what to do, so I brought him here.  I caught him red-handed stealing five of your cattle boss.  I shot at him and scared the shit out of him.  So what do we do now?  I heard that you hang cattle rustlers in these part?”

“Yeah, we do that around here, or worse”.

“Worse?”

“Yeah Hank, why don’t you bring him in and tie him up while you get your breakfast.”

After Hank finished downing his grub, he looked up at me expectantly.  That cattle rustler was a young cowboy about nineteen.  He was still scared shitless, wondering what we were going to do to him.

“Hank, it’s too much trouble to take him to the Sheriff.  I think we can teach that boy a lesson he won’t forget and then turn him loose.”

“What do you have in mind boss?  I can’t believe you’d think about turning loose a low down thief like him.”

“Hank, strip the boy down and tie him out on my bed.”

Hank looked at me with wide eyes trying to figure out what I was planning.  Hank slowly complied and stripped the boy naked and tied him out on my bed.  Damn, the boy look beautiful and his fuck hole was a virgin cherry, just ready for me to pluck him.

“Well Hank, out here where women are scarce, sometimes you fuck a man just to relieve your dick.  And it’s a great punishment for our cattle rustler.  Will teach him a lesson you don’t steal another man’s cattle.  I did this one other time.  I found a cattle rustler and taught him not to steal any damn cattle again.”

I proceeded to unbutton my pants and put some grease on my rock hard dick.  I climbed on top the boy and inserted my dick up his tight ass.  Damn he felt great between my legs.  I started pumping my dick hard up the boy’s ass.  He gasped in pain and just rode him until I came in his fuck hole.  Damn he was great.

“You want to teach him a lesson Hank?  Boy his ass feels great.”

“Well Boss, if you want me to, I’ll help you punish this boy’s ass”.

Damn it was almost too much watching Hank ride that boy’s ass.  Hank was so cool, he must have a lot of experience with woman or else maybe he had other experiences.  I was beginning to wonder.

After Hank finished fucking the boy, I told Hank to tie him up in the barn.  Hank was free to punish the boy any way and any time he wanted.  Hank seemed pleased with the proposition.

We finished out the day working the cattle.  After dinner, Hank wanted to turn in early.  Said the events of the day tired him out and he left and went to the barn.

I waited about 15 minutes and snuck out across the yard to the barn.  I peek into the window and saw Hank had the boy tied up over a hay bale and was riding the boy’s ass.  Watching Hank in action got me hard and I jacked off my willing cock right there squirting my cum on the barn wall.

Friday, I had Hank bring the boy back in and tie him to the bed.  Hank and I fucked the boy again.  I noticed the boy’s fuck hole was getting raw.  I figured Hank must have been riding that boy numerous times during the night and day to get him that raw.

Friday night, we decided to stay at the ranch instead of going into town.  I broke out some whiskey I had stored and after a couple of drinks, Hank excused himself and went out to the barn.

Again, I waited about 15 minutes and snuck out to the barn window.  Hank had the boy suspended horizontal in a sling from a beam on the roof and Hank has his cock in the boy’s mouth.  Hank was thrusting his hips as the boy was forced to give him a good head.  Again, I put my hand around my huge cock and happily jerked off unloading my wad on the barn wall watching the boy take in Hank’s cock.

Saturday, we took the boy into the corral and Hank and I had fun roping the boy and dragging his ass behind our horses.  Hank was really getting into punishing the boy.  The boy’s fuck hole was bleeding it was so raw.

On Sunday, I had Hank heat up the branding iron and we branded that boy’s ass.  Hank loved pressing my burning brand on the boy’s ass as the boy screamed in pain and his flesh burned.  After branding the boy, Hank tied the boy on the corral rail and lined up some old bottles along the rail, on either side of the boy’s head.  Hank started his target practice and the boy was panicked as the Hank expertly shot the bottles spraying glass all over the boy.  I was amazed at Hank’s skill.

Monday I told Hank, that if he really wanted to teach the boy a lesson, to let the boy lick his ass crack after he took a shit.  Hank looked at me in shock, then a smile quickly came over his face.  I could tell Hank couldn’t wait to make that boy lick his ass.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Tuesday morning, Hank came in smiling.

“What’s got you so happy today?” I asked.

“Damn, I had to kick the crap out of that boy to get him to lick my ass crack, but damn, I forced him.  That boy is so punished boss.”

“Yeah, I figure we can turn him loose today, Hank.”

A look of loss came across Hank’s face.

“Boss, you sure we’re ready to turn him loose?  You sure boss, that we’ve taught this cattle rustler a lesson?”

“Yeah Hank.  I think we’ve punished him enough.”

After we ate breakfast, we forced some biscuits down the throat of our prisoner.  We saddled up and took the boy and tied him to the saddle on his horse.  We rode about an hour.

“Hank, untie the boy, but strip him down to his long handles.  Leave him his boots, hat, and some water.”

“What ya doing mister?  You can’t leave me without my clothes.  What will I tell someone who finds me?”

“Well boy, you got a good mile or so hike to the main road.  That should give ya plenty of time to think up a good story.  Banditos robbed ya?  Clothes burned up in a fire?  You’re a damn cattle rustler?  You’re choice to make up a story.  Just don’t mess with another man’s cattle or you might not end up so lucky.  I think my ranch hand and I been pretty nice just brandin’ and fuckin’ your ass.”

We took the boy’s horse and saddle gear and started riding back to the ranch.  After riding in silence, I noticed that Hank was sure down.

“Hank, I think I know why you were run out of all those other ranches.”

Hank looked at me with fear in his face.

“Yeah Hank, I think you really enjoyed fucking that boy’s ass.  Maybe you like fucking guys better than fucking woman?”

“No boss, I was just following your orders to punish the boy.”

“Hank, I watched you fuck that boy night after night through the barn window.  You really enjoyed fucking that boy didn’t you?”

Hank hung his head low.  With a soft whisper, Hank said, “Yeah boss.  I guess I’ll gather my things when we get back and leave.  Sorry boss.”

“Hank, I wasn’t going to ask you to leave.  Hell, you’re one damn fine ranch hand.  I was going to ask you to come share my bed with me.”

Hank looked at me with a shock.  He stammered, “What?”

“You heard me, I want you to share my bed with me.  I know what it’s like to be thrown out of your house and other ranches for loving a guy.”

I slowed Hank’s horse down and leaned over and placed a kiss on the guy’s lips.  Hank quickly reciprocated.

As we road into the ranch, Hank and I couldn’t wait to try each other out in bed.  Hank didn’t even wait to unsaddle his horse.  He tied his horse to the corral fence and ran into the house where he stripped naked.  I sauntered in.

“Damn Hank.  You’re one horny bastard.  I’ll ride your ass, then you can ride mine if you want.”

I unbuttoned my pants and my rock hard dick popped out.

“Boss, I’m more than happy to offer my ass to that dick of yours.  Ride your stud pony.”

I obliged Hank and inserted my dick up his muscular ass after putting on some grease.  His ass was awesome and I thrust and rode him.

“Boss, I’m really hard and would love to ride your ass.”

“I’d love to have your ride me boy.  Would you put your gear back on, including your gun holster, then tie my hard to the bed like you did to that boy before riding my ass?”

“Boss, I’d love to ride you with my gear.  And I’d love to tie you too.”

I stripped naked while Hank put on his boots, chaps, hat, and gun holster.  Hank left his shirt off.  His muscles rippled as he climbed on top of me and tied me hard to the bed.  I told Hank the tighter he tied me the better and he willingly obliged.  When Hank greased his cock and inserted himself up my fuck hole, the ropes on my wrists and ankles drew tight from our weight on the bed.  I loved the pain of the rope and the pain of Hank’s huge cock up my ass.  I could feel his gun holster, buckle, bullets, and chaps.  Damn he felt great.  Hank was a machine pumping his piston up my ass.  His thrusts were so muscular.  I could sense his excitement as he enjoyed riding his boss.  His cock never lost firmness as he continued to pump himself harder and faster up my willing ass.  Damn, I thought he was going to run me through with his dick.  He shot his hot milky cum up my sweet ass.  Damn this was going to be fun.

Hank untied me and we embraced.

“You know Hank, you will have to keep a room out in the barn for appearances sake.  The neighbors might not understand if we were living together.  Of course, we might build you a room off the main cabin so you didn’t have so far to come to my bed.”

“Boss, I’d love to sleep in your bed every night with you.”

“Hank, I’d love that too.  Welcome home!”

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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Texas Two Step - Part 3

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Sunday

Sunday morning, I came down the stairs and paused as I passed the master bedroom.  I could hear the definite sounds of Chase and Luke having sex.  I stared in the open door to see the cowboy fiercely pounding Luke’s ass.  The cowboy was naked except for his boots, spurs, and cowboy hat.  Luke was on the bed doggie-style taking Chase’s pounding thrusts up his ass.

Chase caught me staring out of the corner of his eye.  “What the hell you looking at, boy?  Git your ass into the kitchen and cook us up some vittles for breakfast.  This cowboy is gonna be hungry after his morning ride.”

Chase didn’t miss a beat as he continued to pound Luke’s awesome ass.  Luke screamed out “Ride me harder cowboy.  I want to take your meat.”

“Yee Haw”, screamed the cowboy.  “That’s what I want to hear, that you like it when this cowboy rides you rough.  You like getting stabbed by my cock.  Yee Haw!  Ride ‘em cowboy.  I’m ready to spur you harder, boy.”

As Chase started thrusting harder, Luke let out screams of pain and ecstasy.

Jealousy started to rise as I wanted to feel the cowboy’s cock again as I lingered and stared at the man action taking place.  As if he sensed my jealousy, Chase called out, “Fuck boy, stop gawking and git your fuckin’ ass to the kitchen before I have to kick the hell out of ya later.  You’ll get to feel my cock up your ass again, bitch.  You don’t have to worry.  Hell yeah, I’m gonna enjoy riding your ass again this morning, bitch.  Now git the hell into the kitchen.”

I didn’t have to hear anymore and I obeyed and trotted off into the kitchen.  While I was getting breakfast ready, I could hear both Chase and Luke moaning and Luke continued to scream as Chase pounded his ass harder and harder.  Finally, I heard the groans and knew that Chase was filling Luke’s ass with his cum.  The noise died down and I continued to prepare breakfast.

After a bit, Luke came into the kitchen, butt-naked and got himself some coffee.  I could see some cum dripping from his ass.

“Damn hot, hard ride this morning”, said Luke.  “Shit, I need some coffee.  That fuckin’ cowboy woke me up early for his morning ride.  Shit, it’s too early for this dude.  I need to shower; can you finish breakfast and I’ll do the dishes.”

“Yeah”, I replied.  I could hear Chase already in his shower as Luke trotted upstairs.

Breakfast was ready and we all ate together, laughing about the weekend.  Chase was dressed in full cowboy gear, including his leather chaps.  Damn, I didn’t want it to end; neither did Chase nor Luke.  After breakfast, Luke started cleaning up and doing the dishes.

Chase turned to me, “Well pard, I guess it’s about time for your ride?  You ready for this cowboy?  Fuck I’m horny and ready to ride that boy ass of yours.”

“Hell yeah, cowboy”, I replied.

“Well git your ass naked and git ready to present yourself for this cowboy.  I’m gonna take a walk and git my boots dirty for ya to lick, bitch.  And before I git back here is some gear I want you wearing.”  Chase handed me a bandana for a blindfold, handcuffs and a lead rope.  He didn’t need to explain what they were for as he headed out the door.

“Shit”, said Luke.  “Damn you’re lucky.  Fuck I hope I get to watch him fuck your ass.”

“Shut up”, I replied as I headed upstairs to get undressed.

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I waited what seemed forever blind folded, cuffed, with the rope around my neck, kneeling in the middle of the living room.  Luke had finished dishes and I suspected he was sitting on the couch waiting for the cowboy to return.

Finally, the door opened.  All I could only hear his boot steps on the laminate floor as he got closer.  “What the fuck you looking at, boy”, Chase yelled.  I was surprised as I heard the boots go past me.  I realized he was talking to Chase.

“Git your ass naked and let me hog-tie ya if you’re gonna gawk while I ride this boy.”

I heard Luke undress and then the cowboy was tying Luke up.  I could hear the rope being looped and tied tight.  My dick was rigid in anticipation.

Then I heard the cowboy boots heading over to me.  “Well, boy.  I see you took my instructions well.”

“Yes sir”, I replied.

“Good boy.”  Chase yanked the rope around my neck as he started to dominate me.  He then took control, eventually forcing me to worship his cock and crotch through his jeans.

“Smell that cock, bitch?  Hell yeah, lick and kiss my crotch.  Let this cowboy know you want his cock up your ass.”

I am licking his jeans.  I smell the leather of his chaps.  The musky scent from his earlier fuck.  Damn, I want this cowboy.

“Fuck me cowboy.  I want to feel your cock up my ass.  Ride me like the cum bitch that I am.”

I feel his boots kick me in the side and he jabbed me with his spurs.  “Boy!”, he shouted.  “You need to first lick my boots.  You don’t get my cock up your ass until you clean my fucking boots.  Show me you are worthy for this cowboy to ride.”

I felt his hand on my neck as he forced me down to his boots.  I couldn’t see his boots with the blindfold, later I found out he was wearing a vintage pair of Tony Lamas with a deep slanted riding heel and x toes. He had worn them to a county fair earlier this summer and gotten some cow and horse shit that was now fried into boots. One whiff and I could smell the shit.  That morning he had also stopped at a local field that had been plowed and walked through the dirt get them covered in dust.

“Open up boy, and start lickin’.  Enjoy my present I have for my bitch boot boy.  Hell yeah, you’re gonna lick ‘em clean including the boot soles.  Start lickin’ before I beat the crap out of.  I’m horny and want to ride that ass of yours.”

I start licking and kissing his boots.  I can tell he is rubbing his crotch and groaning.  Hell, he might have even got his dick in his hand jacking off as much groaning as he was doing.  I had to keep to the task at hand, licking his boots clean.

Once I finished the tops, he pulled up a stool and I had to lick the boot soles.  I had never done that, which wasn’t as bad as I thought.  When I was done, I started kissing his boots.

“Good job, boy”, Chase said.  “Hell yeah, nothing a cowboy likes better than a bitch boot boy sucking his shit kickers.  Ain’t that right Luke?”

“Yes sir”, Luke replied.

The cowboy grabbed the rope around my neck and started leading me into the bedroom.  Once we were inside, Chase picked me up and threw me onto the bed.  I could hear his boot steps disappear back into the living room and come back.  I figured he must have gotten Luke.

“Well boy, I’m hungry for some boy ass.  You ready for this cowboy cock?”

“Yes sir”, I replied.

“Good boy.  Now let me lube that fuck hole of yours.”  I could feel his fingers up my hole and I started groaning feeling them inside of me.

Chase grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders.  He put a pillow under my back to put my ass into position for his cock.  Still blindfolded, I could feel his hard, thick mushroom head penetrate my ass.

“Ooooh, yeah”, Chase groaned.  “This cowboy likes your ass on my dick.”

Chase continued his advance, past my muscle opening.  I enjoyed feeling him push and snake his cock harder and deeper.

“Ride me cowboy.  Ride me hard.”

“Yee Haw”, the cowboy called out.  “Hell yeah, I’m gonna ride you rough boy.  Yee Haw!  We’re gonna rodeo.”

The cowboy started thrusting himself wild and hard up my ass.  I groaned and screamed with each thrust as he tore me in two.  In the pain, I was still sexual aroused as the cowboy dominated and rode me like the stud pony I was.

“Ah, fuck yeah.  You feel so damn good, boy.  Take my meat up your ass.  Take me boy!  Ahh… fuck… shit yeah…”

I could tell that Chase was about to cum and soon felt his warm cum up my ass.  After he finished emptying himself inside of me, he pulled his spent cock out and walked over to Luke to lick him clean.

“Shit boys, it’s about time to pack up and leave.  So, you don’t think I’m a damn prick head, how ‘bout I let the two of you have some cock action on each other.

Chase spent some time tying us up in the living room on the floor in a 69-position.  We both enjoyed the session and enjoyed sucking each other’s hard dicks until we both blew our wads.

Finally, the weekend was over.  We packed up and I drove Chase and Luke back to the airport for their trip back to Iowa.  We all knew we had a fantastic weekend, that maybe sometime we could repeat, maybe in Iowa.  Damn, I’d never been to Iowa, who knows what could be in store there?

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

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