One Night Stand – 2nd Go-Round for Jim

I wondered what Monday would be like at work.  I was nervous to see Mark again, but he acted like nothing had happened.  I wanted to talk with him to get Jim’s phone number.  The first time we had to talk was in the afternoon.  He told me that on Saturday he went out and bought himself a pair of cowboy boots.  He fucked one of his girlfriends tied up that night in his boots and both thought it was great.  He wished he thought of buying those earlier.  He thanked me for the idea.  I finally got Jim’s phone number from Mark.  Mark didn’t know Jim too well or if he was serious about the offer.

I called Jim on Thursday and left a message.  He didn’t call back until the next week.  He was interested, but things just didn’t work out.  We called each other on and off for a couple of months and I sort of dropped the whole thing.

One Thursday evening out of the blue, I got a call from Jim.  His horse had an accident and was mending so he would miss the rodeo that weekend.  His girlfriend was visiting her mom.  He wanted to know if I wanted to come over and experience his cowboy ways.  My heart skipped a few beats and I immediately replied, “Yes”.  He asked me to wear a pink shirt, street clothes, and to be at this place Friday at 7 sharp.  I was ready and could hardly sleep.

Friday I got to his apartment early because I didn’t know how traffic would be.  I was so nervous as I waited in the parking lot.  I didn’t want to be too early and appear too eager to Jim.

I finally went to Jim’s apartment and knocked.  Jim answered the door and looked me over.  I was in the pink shirt as requested.  Jim was wearing Wranglers, boots, and a cowboy shirt, but his lean, lanky frame looked great.  “Glad to see you’re early.  That must mean you’re eager to see what this cowboy has for you”, Jim said.  “I want to first hit some bars before we start the fun.  You ready?”

“Damn, yeah”, I replied.

Jim’s apartment was the same layout as Mark’s.  Jim was not as clean.  He had tack, rodeo gear, and magazines scattered around.  On one side, there were two saddles sitting on stands.

Jim wanted to see the cock ring I was wearing, the one given to me by Mark.  I pulled my pants down to show Jim.  My cock was standing at attention.  Jim proceeded to tie my balls with some leather laces and then wrapped my shaft with the laces.  Now the pain of my hard-on was worse.

We got into Jim’s Ram one-ton extended cab dully.  My rod got hard at the sight of his pick-up.  Jim had all sorts of tack and rodeo gear in the back seat.  He even had a well-used lasso hanging from a gun rack in the back window.  Jim thumped his snuff can and put in a fresh dip of cope, which filled the cab with the sweet smell of chew.  Jim asked me all sorts of questions about me being gay as we drove.  C&W music blared as we talked.  Jim made it clear that I was his slave and he was just living a fantasy of having himself a slave.  He was straight and didn’t want me to get the wrong impression.  I told him I was cool with everything.

We drove about 45 minutes to a popular honky-tonk, The Midnight Rodeo.  Looking at all the cowboys going in, I now started to feel out of place in my pink shirt and street clothes.

Once inside the cavernous, smoky club with country/western music blaring, there were numerous bar areas.  Jim found one of the bars that all his friends were hanging out.  They all looked like great cowboy eye-candy to me.  I was wondering if Jim might turn our evening into a three-some with some of these other hot cowboys.  I didn’t think I would mind.

Jim ordered himself a long neck and me water.  When I complained, he turned to me and told me quietly and discretely to remember that I was his slave and to do what he told me.  As his slave, I was not going to be allowed anything but water.  Also, Jim informed me that the bathrooms were only for cowboys.  Slaves had to piss outside; and only when he decided I was ready.

Jim introduced me to his friends as his cousin from California.  He was showing me around Houston.  Well, his friends made the connection of me wearing my pink shirt and being from California that I was gay.  And that pretty much stopped his friends from asking me any questions.  Jim was pretty smart.

Jim downed a couple of long necks and talked with his buds.  After a couple of hours, Jim went the men’s room to pee.  After being forced to drink a couple of glasses of water I was ready as well.  When Jim returned I told him I needed to pee.  Jim looked at me and decided I wasn’t ready.  He forced me to drink another glass of water while he downed another beer.

Finally, Jim decided we were ready to leave.  Outside, it was now dark and close to 11 PM.  We made our way to Jim’s truck.

“I really have to pee, unless you want me to piss in my pants in your truck”, I said.

“You piss in my truck, and I will kick the shit out of your ass, slave.”  Jim opened the passenger door for me and stood behind me.  “You can take a piss now slave.  No one is coming.”

It felt so good to relieve myself.  Jim watched me piss and seemed interested in watching.  When I was done, Jim forced me down on the truck seat.  Jim reached into the back seat and grabbed some rope.  Jim tied my hands behind my back.  Then, Jim hoisted me into the truck.  With another piece of rope, Jim tied my feet together and then hog-tied them to my hands.  Jim closed the door and got in on the driver’s side.

Jim turned on some country and western music.  “Well slave, since I let you piss, you owe me.  I’m horny and ready for blow.”

Jim put in a fresh dip and then hoisted his right leg over me forcing my face into his crotch.  Jim unzipped his Wranglers and let his rock-solid manhood loose.

“Whatcha staring at cock sucker?  You’d better damn get your fucking mouth on my cock before I beat the crap out of ya!”

Jim forced himself into my willing mouth.  I found it hard to get into the right position being hog-tied, but Jim was hot and horny and ready for me to suck him.  His dick was dirty from piss and hairy balls sweaty from the day.

I started going up and down on his shaft and Jim started face fucking me with muscular thrusts of his.  Every time I opened my eyes, all I could see was his large trophy buckle being thrust into my face.  Damn I was loving this cowboy.

“Fuck, yeah” Jim started moaning.  “Damn you suck cock good.  Ah fuck.  Damn this feel so fuckin’ good.  Shit, yeah.  How’s that cowboy cock taste, mother fucker.  Yeah, you’d better suck me hard.  Fuck, yeah… oh that’s so fuckin’ sweet! Fuck yeah…  oh… fuck…”

It didn’t take long for Jim to shoot his hot cum down my throat.

“Damn, that was a good blow, slave.  This is going to be great evening.”

Jim drove his truck back to his apartment.  Jim only untied my feet and put a rope around my neck and led me from the truck.

“Jim, what if we run into someone?”

“What slave, you don’t think folks have never seen a cowboy with his slave?  You need to relax.”

We got to his apartment door and I wondered if Mark was home.  If Mark knew what Jim was going to do?

Inside Jim’s apartment, Jim left me in the living room and went to his bedroom.  He came back with his chaps and spurs and put them on.  Then he took off his shirt revealing a well-bronzed, muscular chest.  Again, my cock strained against the cock ring and leather thong ties.

“Nice picture boy?  Yeah, I bet you’re rock hard looking at this cowboy.  Tough, slave.  Tonight is about me getting’ my rocks off.  You just have to stay hard.  Bet I give you enough experiences tonight to last you a long time jackin’ off after we done.”

Next Jim took off my pants and untied me long enough to take off my pink shirt.  I was hog-tied again on the floor.

“Well slave, I noticed you lookin’ at those cowboys tonight at the bar.”  Jim gave me a couple of well-placed kicks with his boots.

“Damn you slave.  Tonight you are my property, and I don’t like my property lookin’ at other guys.”  Jim proceeded to kick me more.  I tried to escape, but Jim just followed me with more kicks.

“I’m gonna teach this pile of shit a lesson, not to look at other guys.  You ever wonder why these are called shit-kickers?  Now you’re learning, you shit head.  Damn, I love kickin’ butt.  Have you learned yer lesson boy?  I think you have.  Now, git to lickin’ my boots or I’ll have to kick yer ass back across the room.”

Jim’s worn boots were dirty, but I eagerly started licking them.  As my sliva started moistening the boot leather, the leather aroma started filling my nostrils giving me another hard-on.

“Damn, I can’t believe how you love lickin’ a guys boots.  I get hard just watchin’ you.  I can’t think of anyone I’ve ever known who got into another guys boots, ‘cept a few buds who I’ve roped and forced ‘em to kiss my boots.  Hell, I think I’m ready for bareback ridin’.  You ready to show this cowboy your stuff?”

Jim made a harness out of rope.  A bandana was tied in my mouth to ease the rope in my mouth.  Then Jim thrust a lubed finger up my fuck hole and lubed me good.  Jim put a rubber on his dick, lubed himself, and mounted my back.

“Damn I’m ready to ride you boy.  Show me yer stuff.  Yee Haw!”  Jim started spurring and riding me hard.  His chaps were flying and his spurs hit their mark on my thighs.  Damn, they hurt.  I was bucking Jim all over his living room, but the game didn’t last long before I was tired.

“What, my buckin’ horse has given up?  You know what that means, fucker.  Time for this cowboy to fuck his bronc.”

Jim inserted his rigid cock up my fuck hole.  He rode me hard, using his muscular thrusts to divide me in two.  His chaps slapped the backs of my legs.  Damn, I loved this cowboy, even though his rough fucks hurt like hell.  It didn’t take long for Jim to cum again.  Jim, spent, rested a moment on my back.

“Shit, you’re one helluva ride boy.  I know a bunch more cowboys who’d love to ride your ass.  Too bad most of ‘um would be scared as hell to admit they’d be interested in riding a guy’s ass.”

Jim got up and left me in a pile on the floor.  He came back with a long neck in his hand.

“Jim, I’ve got to piss again”, I said.

Jim hog-tied me.  Then proceeded to place his boot in my crotch; crushing my dick and pressing on my bladder.

 “Shit, slave.  I didn’t say you could piss yet.  You hold yer piss until I say you’re ready.  How’s that feel boy?  Feel like yer gonna piss all over my boots?  You do, and yer dead meat boy.”

Finally Jim finished his beer.  Jim made me lick his boots again.  Then he took his lasso and roped me.  He proceeded to pull me by the lasso, still hog-tied, into his bedroom and then his bathroom.  Jim hoisted me into his bathtub.

“Go ahead slave.  Piss on yerself.”

I started to relieve myself.  Again, after being denied so long, it felt good.  Even tied-up, peeing on myself, relief felt good.  Just as I finished, I looked up to see Jim putting in a fresh dip.  Then Jim unzipped his Wranglers and started pissing on me and spitting his juice.  I’d never been pissed on before, and thought I wouldn’t like it, but feeling Jim’s hot pee all over my body was definitely a turn-on.

“Shit slave, yer good for nuthin’ other than pissin’ and fuckin’.  Like having my beer a second time?  You can drink all this beer you want if I piss it on you.  Shit, it’s a good thing I came around tonight to show you how a cowboy likes to have fun.  Otherwise, a poor slave like you wouldn’t have anybody to piss on him and fuck his ass.”

Jim turned on the shower to rinse me off.  He pulled me out of the bathtub and dried me with a towel.  Then he took his lasso and roped me and dragged me back into the living room.

“How ‘bout this cowboy show you some ropin’ boy”?

Jim stood me up on my knees and would rope me and pull me over.  He roped me a couple of more times.  Then Jim pulled one of his saddles and stands into the middle of the room.  Jim untied my feet and put me onto the saddle.  Jim roped me and pulled me off onto the floor.  Being tied up, I couldn’t break my fall.  Jim enjoyed this game, and kept hoisting me back up on the saddle and then would lasso me and pull me down to the floor.  Once on the floor, Jim would give me a swift kick, or a jab with his spurs before he pulled his lasso off and hoisted me back up on the saddle to be roped again.

“You ever had a cowboy dildo up yer ass boy?”

Jim leaned me over his saddle.  Jim was using one of his empty long necks as a spittoon.  Jim spread my feet with his boots, and took the long neck, lubed the neck, and started to jam the long neck up my ass.

I let out a scream.  Jim back handed my head.

“Shut up slave.  You take my dildo like a man, or I’ll fuckin’ kick yer shit again.  You want this cowboy to kick yer ass?”

“No”, I groaned between gritted teeth.

“That’s what I like.  A slave who knows who’s the boss.”  After Jim got tired of playing with my ass, he said, “Damn boy, you’ve got my dick hard again.  This cowboy is ready to ride yer ass again.  I never would have thought I enjoyed ridin’ yer butt so much.”

Jim pulled me into his bedroom.  Jim forced me face down onto his bed and climbed on top of me.  He tied me tight, spread eagle to his bed posts.  Jim unzipped his Wranglers and let his erect dick out.  Jim quickly put a rubber on, lubricated himself, and was inside my ass before I knew it.  By now, my fuck hole was pretty loose.  Jim started wildly riding my ass wearing his chaps and boots.  His hot breath was on my neck as he started groaning and thrusting me in ecstasy.  I would close my ass lips each time Jim thrust that rod of his deep inside my ass.  Jim loved it as I closed tight on his rock hard dick.  He would thrust me hard with a muscular thrust to break my hold.  Damn, I didn’t want this cowboy to finish his ride.  But it didn’t take long for Jim to shoot his cum in that rubber.

Jim just lay on top of me for a while, breathing hard.

“Damn you fucker, you’re one helluva ride.  I should just keep you tied up until morning.  Damn, I’d love to ride yer ass again.  But, I guess I’d better let you go.  It’s damn near 3 AM.  Shit, this has been one fuckin’ night of partying.  I want you to lick my boots slave before I let you go.”

Jim stood on his bed and moved to the headboard.  He thrust his boots into my face for one last boot lick.  I started licking his boots madly.  I loved being treated so rough by Jim.

“Shit slave.  I damn near think you’d love it if I owned you.  Let you lick my boots day-in and day-out.  Fuck yer ass when I felt like it.  Shit yeah, you think you want me for your master.  Well slave, I hope you’ve enjoyed your cowboy romp.  I know I have.  I’ll bet you fucking jack off in the parking lot before you even leave.  Hell, I’d better let you jack yerself before you leave.”

Jim untied me the bed and made me sit on his saddle.  The cool leather on my legs was a turn on.  He handed me a rubber while he had himself a fresh dip.  Jim decided he wanted one more rodeo event and made me get on the floor.  Jim took his saddle and hoisted it on my back.  Jim cinched the saddle on tight and mounted up.  Jim thrust his spurs and made me buck him.

“Shit yeah, fucker.  This cowboy wants some saddle bronc action.  Buck me fucker before I spur the hell out of ya!  Yee Haw!  Damn this cowboy likes this rodeo!”

Jim dismounted and started to milk my cum.

“My boy likes it when I milk your fuckin’ dick, asshole?  You’re one sorry cock sucker, but I’d better milk my queer steer before I let you go.  Otherwise you’d have to fuck yourself in your car before you went home.  Not that you might not fuck yourself silly anyway – after having been with this stud cowboy all night.  How’s that feel boy?  You like it when Jim milks your cock?

“Shit yeah”, I said.  “You can milk your queer steer anytime cowboy”.

“Don’t get too used to it boy.  I’m just fuckin’ being nice cuz you were a good fuck!”

After milking my cock, Jim took his saddle off me.  Finally Jim let me get dressed.  He stepped out on his balcony, still wearing his chaps, boots, spurs, and hat as I left.  I gave that lanky cowboy one last look as walked into the parking lot.

Damn, Jim was right.  It had been one helluva night.

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One Night Stand – 1st Go-Round

I had been working at my computer job for a large company in Texas for a couple of years.  We hired a new guy into my group by the name of Mark.  Mark was from California and loved to party pretty hard.  It wasn’t long before Mark had 3 girlfriends he was bedding with and making sure each one didn’t know about the other.

Occasionally Mark and I would go out to party.  It was one of these nights that Mark was pretty shit-faced so I asked him if he was interested in a one-night stand with me.  He was pretty surprised but after we talked a bit he decided he was in.  We set the date for the next Friday after work.

Friday I went home and got my stuff and headed to Mark’s apartment.  I was actually scared shitless how the night would turn out.  Mark was not a cowboy and my fantasy involved Mark using my cowboy gear to play the part.

I knocked on Mark’s door and he met me.  He had already had a couple of drinks I could tell.  I gave him my duffle bag of cowboy things and he handed me a cock ring – he did have some surprise in store after all.  I watched as Mark put on my cowboy boots and hat and I put on the cock ring.  We left and got into Mark’s pick-up truck.  First stop was a convenience store and Mark had me buy him a six-pack of Bud in bottles.  He immediate popped one open and we drove to nearby shopping center.  Mark stopped at a video store.

“I’m getting myself some movies.  You go buy me some rubbers and lubricant.  Meet me back here at my truck in 15”, Mark told me.

I went into the drug store and made my purchases.  After 15 minutes I met Mark back at his truck.  He had rented some porn flicks.  We made some small talk as we headed back to his apartment.

Inside Mark showed me the guest room and told me to strip.  He left and closed the door.  I waited and started to get nervous again.  Finally Mark opened the door and he looked awesome.  He had put on my spurs and had a lasso.  He had taken his shirt off and revealed his muscle toned body.  Damn he was gorgeous.  Mark tied my hands behind my back and put the lasso around my neck.  He led me his living room.

“Sit”, Mark commanded as he started to pop a porno flick in the VCR.  I sat on the leather couch.

“On the floor ass wipe” Mark yelled and yanked my lasso and I tumbled on the floor.  “Get me a beer and make it quick” Mark said.  I totted into kitchen and retrieved a bottle of Bud.  I handed it Mark.

“I’d love to stick this bottle up your ass to twist off the top, but I’m afraid your shit would get all over it” Mark laughed as he opened the beer.

“Now get me some chips ass wipe.  Make it fast or I kick the shit out of ya with my new shit kickers.  Not that I’m not going to kick your shit tonight anyway fucker, but at least you can buy yourself some time”, Mark laughed.  “You ever kick anyone’s shit with these?  Damn, these would come in handy in a fight.  I might have to get me a pair, or maybe I’ll just take yours.”

I was sitting on the floor next to Mark and I could tell he was starting to get horny.  Next thing I know, Mark gets up and pulls the lasso so I stand up.  He unties my hands and with the rope, makes a harness.  He puts the harness around my head and mouth.

“How ‘bout some buckin’ action boy?” Mark says.  “Get down on all fours and pray I don’t kill ya bucking.  I’m going to spur ya hard ‘cause you’re my boy now.  Just remember, you asked for this, and I plan to thoroughly enjoy myself.  I thought your request was really out there, but now I think I am going to really enjoy this night.  You might regret it, but I’m going enjoy fucking your brains boy – but not before I have some fun with ya.”  Mark mounted my back and started spurring me and riding me around the room.

“Buck me fucker or I’ll beat the crap out of ya!”, Mark yelled.  “This cowboy wants some rodeo fun!”  I tried bucking harder but Mark kept spurring and pulling my reins tight it was hard.

Mark jumped off.  “Cowboy won!  Now I’m gonna butt kick the nigger.”

Mark started kicking me.  Not too hard but he landed a few good kicks and it smarted.

“Time my nigger licked some leather.  Start licking my shit kickers before I kick more crap out ya” Mark laughed.  I started licking his boots and I was really getting turned on and my cock got rock hard against the cock ring.  “This Marlborough Cowboy wants his nigger to come to where the flavor is, boy”.  He unbuttoned his jeans and out popped his rock hard dick.  “Yeah, you want my man meat don’t ya.”

I took Mark’s cock in my mouth and started rolling my tongue around his shaft.  Mark started groaning and I could tell he was enjoying having me suck him off.  It didn’t take long for Mark to blow his cum into my mouth.  I kept sucking him until he pulled is dick out of my mouth.

“Damn good blow job for a guy.  Yeah, I’m gonna enjoy my slave tonight.  I’m ready for some more fun.”

Next, Mark tied my hands in front of me and took the lasso and put it around my neck.  He pulled me over to his dining table and tied my head to the table leg.  I couldn’t move.

“What the fuck are you doing”, I asked.

“You’ll see fucker.  Just be patient.”  Mark took out some Penthouse magazines and laid them around me.  Next he took a rubber and put it on my dick.  “You look like you need some relief nigger.  I’m not going to jack ya, but you can jack yourself.”

“What the hell are you talking about”, I asked.

Mark didn’t answer and got himself another Bud and my bullwhip.  Mark started whipping me.  “I’m going to whip your ass until you fill your rubber with piss or cum – your decision”.

I started jacking myself and Mark gave me a whipping between swigs of beer.  Next there was a knock on the door and I stopped jacking my dick and looked at Mark.

Mark gave me another lash with the whip.  “I didn’t say you could stop slave; keep jacking yourself or I’ll fucking whip your ass until it bleeds”.  He went to answer the door.

I thought what the hell is he doing.  I didn’t want anyone to see me naked and tied to Mark’s table.  Mark talked to someone and told them to come in and grab a beer.  I froze in terror.

Again, Mark gave me a lash with the whip when he returned.  “Did I say you could stop nigger.  I told you I would beat the crap of you if you disobeyed.”

Next the most beautiful cowboy came into view drinking a Bud.  He was wearing chaps, boots, spurs, and a cowboy hat.  Damn, he was beautiful.

“Meet my next door neighbor Jim”, Mark said.  “Jim is a professional rodeo cowboy.  I thought of him when you told me your cowboy fantasy and asked Jim if he wanted to join us.  He decided he was in for a good fucking party.”

I just kept looking at Jim and quickly blew my wad into the rubber while Mark and Jim laughed and made small talk.

Once Mark saw I had blew my cum, he said, “Jim, he’s all yours”.

Jim untied me and led to the living room.  Jim made me get on all fours.

“I already rode him as a bucking bronc”, Mark said.

“I thought I’d see how he does as a ropin’ target”, Jim said.  Jim proceeded to rope me and tried to teach Mark how to rope.  After a while Jim kicked my ass with his boots.  “Git to moving ass wipe.  I want to rope you moving.”  Jim continue to rope me and no matter what I did, Jim’s rope always found its target.

“I think I’ll try him out as a buckin’ bronc myself”, Jim said.  Jim made a rope halter and put it on my head.  Next, he took an empty Bud bottle, put some lubricant on the bottleneck, and rammed the bottle up my ass.  “Your ass looks a little tight for my man meat, but maybe a good ride will loosen you up”.  Jim also but a rubber on his own dick.  Jim mounted me and started to ride me around the room.

“Yeah haw!” Jim yelled.  “Buck me boy.  Ride this cowboy.  Give me the ride and score of my life”.  Jim spurred me hard and pressed his tighs tight against my chest.  His chaps were flapping all around me.  I really enjoyed being manhandled by Jim.

Before I knew it, Jim slid off my back and rammed his throbbin hard cock up my ready ass.  Jim’s huge dick hurt like hell being rammed so hard up my ass.  Jim was horny as hell and continued to enjoy himself as he thrust himself and holding my reins.  I wanted to scream in pain, but the rope halter prevented me from making any noise.

After Jim came, he pulled is spent dick out of my ass and buttoned his wranglers.  “Damn Mark, that kid is a great fuck.  Shit, I would have never believe a guy could give me a fuck like that.  Have you had him yet Mark?”

“Naw, I just had him give me a blow job”, Mark answered.

“You gotta try this guy’s fuck-hole.  His ass feels great”, Jim said.  “Hell, I gotta go, but it’s been a great fucking party.  Damn boy, I might have to get your phone number for another one-night stand later.  If you think you can take this cowboy on again.”

“Hey grab another beer on the way out”, Mark said.  “Oh, and have him give you a boot licking”.

“Hell, you’re kidding right?” Jim asked.  “This guy licks your boots too?  Too bad I don’t have more cow shit on them – that would be a treat for him”.  Jim thrust his boots in front of my face and he finished off another beer while I licked them.

“Damn, I’ve never had a guy work my cowboy boots over”, Jim said.  “This is fucking great.  I knew some guys liked this stuff, but having this guy work my boots over is getting me horny as hell again.  Too bad I’ve got a date tonight or I’d fuck this boy again.  My girlfriend better be ready for a wild night of fucking.  You two got my dick going.  Mark, I definitely want your friend’s number.  Another night boy and I’ll give ya the cowboy evening of your life”.

Jim left and Mark started watching another porno movie and drinking beer with me tied up at his feet.  After the movie, Mark ordered to lay on the carpet.  Mark spread my feet apart and started playing with my cock with his cowboy boots.

“You ever had boot sex before boy?” Mark asked.  Mark tried to step on my nut, but my cock was rock hard with his playing with me and the cock ring was tight as could be.  “I could change you from a queer to a steer if you wanted boy?  I just have to crush your nuts.”

After Mark got tired of playing with me, he said, “Well, I guess I better find out how good of a fuck you are after all”.  Mark put the lasso around my neck and led me to his bedroom.

“Now you know what my women get when I fuck them”, he said.  Mark’s room was dimly lit but I could see he had restraints on his bed.

“Just for me?” I asked.

“Hell no ass wipe”, Mark said.  “I love tying up my women before making love to them.  But tonight this is just a fuck.  A one-night stand, remember.  I told you I would have to be pretty shit faced, and I think I am”, Mark laughed.

Mark proceeded to tie me to the bed in a spread eagle position.  Mark greased my fuck-hole and put on a rubber.  Mark didn’t even bother to take any clothes off, he just unbuttoned his jeans and had his rock hard cock hanging out.  Mark mounted me in bed and started fucking me hard.  “Never fucked a guy before.  I always wanted to know what its like”, Mark said as he was thrusting me.  “Kind of cool knowing I’ve got a guy underneath me but the real turn on is knowing you’re my nigger and I can do anything I damn please with you and you have to take.  That makes me horny as hell, man.  Your fantasy turning out like you wanted?  I’m enjoying myself hell of a lot more than I would’ve thought”

Mark started fucking me as hard as he could and I could feel his wonderful dick sliding in and out of my ass.  I could tell Mark was ready to cum as he tensed his body and gave it all up.

Mark paused for a while laying on top of me.  He slowly climbed off me.  “Damn Jim was right.  You are a pretty good fuck!  I think I’ve had my fun for the night.  How ‘bout we go get some breakfast?”

Mark untied me from the bed.  “Can I wear your boots and hat to breakfast”, he asked.

“Sure”, I said as I went to get my clothes.

“I think I’m going to buy me some cowboy gear.  This cowboy crap is pretty damn cool.  Maybe I’ll have to play the cowboy when I tie up the women for a good fucking.  I think they’d like it.  You sure liked that crap.”

Mark and I rode in his pickup to an all night diner and had some breakfast.  We talked and laughed about the evening.

We went back to Mark’s apartment and I collected my things.  As I was leaving, Mark said, “Hey man, I hope you enjoyed your fantasy.  It was a pretty cool fuck party.  Sorry for springing Jim on ya, but you didn’t look like you minded having a real cowboy as part of your night.  Remember, this was just a one-night stand.  Let me know if you want me give Jim your phone number".

"Yeah, why not", I replied, not trying to sound too eager.

"Well, see ya Monday”, Mark said as he closed the door.

With that, I drove home remembering the cool night I had with Mark and his neighbor Jim wondering if Jim would make good on his offer.

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If you like this story and want to read part 2... One Night Stand – 2nd Go-Round for Jim

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