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Outlaw Posse – Hick-Hop Style

A caravan of three black vehicles leave the ranch compound, turning on a small road, headed for Houston.  The first vehicle is a black Suburban, driven by two muscular bodyguards.  The second vehicle is a tricked out black Cadillac Escalate EXT truck driven by a single bodyguard.  The third vehicle was another black Suburban, driven by another bodyguard.

In the back of the last Suburban was Cowboy Troy with two scantily clad women.  Cowboy Troy had one of the woman on his lap kissing her lips, while his hand were up the t-shirt of the other woman fondling her breast.

Once they were on the highway heading toward Houston, the woman kissing Troy lifted up off the seat allowing the other woman to unzip Troy’s jeans.  His rock solid black cock exploded once it was released from his jeans.  The woman put her head under the kneeling woman’s pussy and started sucking his black rod.  Troy was now frantic with ecstasy as he continued kissing the woman and now started manhandling her bare breasts as the other woman sucked him off.

“Damn”, Troy thought, “I fuckin’ love being rich and famous.  This is too fuckin’ great.”

The caravan pulled into the Toyota Center in Houston.  Cowboy Troy and the women emerged from the Suburban.  Troy as all smiles under his cowboy hat.

“Thanks ladies for last night and the gift today on the way.  I won’t soon forget it.  Would you ladies like some tickets for the concert tonight?  Sam, get these lovely ladies some tickets and back stage passes.  Bye girls!”

Troy disappeared behind a stage door followed by a couple of the body guards.  Once inside, Troy found his band and warmed up for the concert.  He was primed for the night, especially after a hard night of partying at his ranch with the two ladies.  The night had been filled with raucous, rough sex which Troy had grown extremely fond of lately.  Tonight would be no different.  Troy loved playing gigs close to his ranch outside Houston, so he could enjoy the many pleasures he built in his mansion.

After the concert, Troy and his band decided to party in Houston.  It was late, about midnight.  Troy and his band were about to leave Toyota Center to party in a local bar until it shut down.  Troy called over two of his body guards.  After a muffled conversation, the bodyguards got into a Suburban and left.

Troy climbed into his Escalade EXT with one of his body guards.  The others plied into the Suburban.  They drove around the streets of Houston until Troy found one if his favorite bars to party at.  Everyone climbed out of the cars and were quickly ushered into the smoky bar.  Troy selected a woman to be his companion and she happily agreed to stay with Troy; going home that night to his ranch for sex was a given.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Meanwhile, on a less traveled part of Houston streets, under the freeway overpasses, a black Suburban cruised the streets, looking for pick-ups.  The two muscular men inside, looked around for the right target.  Troy had asked for two young guys.  That made the task a bit harder finding two guys together.  Finally they spotted their target; two young guys hanging out.  They appeared to be around 18 or 19 years of age.  The Suburban made a slow pass and the guys looked up and made eye contact.  They seemed interested.

The Suburban turned around and cruised past again.  This time it stopped and rolled down the driver’s window.

“You guys interested in some work for the next couple of days?” the driver asked.

“Maybe”, the taller boy answered.  “What kind of work?  We’re not into manual labor, man.”

“You know the kind work, on your back in bed”, the driver replied.  “You into bondage? S&M?”

“Depends on if we’re givin’ or takin’” one of the boys replied.

“Takin’; purely takin’” was the reply.           

Nice wheels man”, the boy said looking over the Suburban.  “You know it will cost ya.  Especially if ya want us to take your BDSM crap.”

“I figured it would.  How about $200 per day, three days.  $600 total.”

“Make it $1,000 apiece and you have two horny hunks for your pleasure.”

“Deal, do you boys need to tell your mamma that yer gonna be gone for 3 days?”

“Fuck no.  The streets are all we got.  We watch each other’s back.”

“Great, now get in the truck.”  The driver got out and opened the back door to let one of the boys in, and the other bodyguard opened the other passenger door.

As soon as the boys separated and got close to the Suburban, the bodyguards quickly grabbed the boys and threw them on the floorboard.  Kneeling on their backs, the bodyguard grabbed handcuffs and cuffed them.  Then with ropes, they hogtied the boys and threw them into the back of the Suburban.

“Sorry boys, tying up our packages makes transporting the goods easier for us.  Don’t worry, once we get to where we are going, you’ll be untied, for a while at least.”  The bodyguards laughed as the Suburban made its way out of Houston.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Back at the bar, Cowboy Troy and his band were partying hard.  About 3 AM the bar manager had to close, so Troy told his band good night and to meet him at his ranch the next day for practice.  Troy and his chick got into his EXT.  The other two bodyguards got into the Suburban.  The two vehicles left Houston heading west into the night.

After a drive, Troy’s ranch came into sight.  The mansion he built was all light up, surrounded by new ranch outbuildings.  Troy stopped his truck on the circular drive and got out with the girl.  The girl was pretty wasted, but was gazing at the big house.

“Come on in girl.  Yeah, this is all mine.  Damn, it’s great being rich”, Troy laughed.

Once inside, a maid asked Troy if he wanted anything to eat.  Troy and the girl went to the kitchen and ate.  After their snack, Troy lead the girl to the master bedroom.  Once inside, he locked the door, turned, and smiled at the girl.

“Why don’t you undress for me now?  Otherwise, I might have to rip your fuckin’ clothes off.”

“Well, cowboy, maybe I want a little help with that request.”

Troy moved closer to the girl and started pulling off her clothes.

“Hey son-of-bitch, watch yourself”, the girl snarled.

“I told you bitch, that I would rip your fuckin’ clothes off if you didn’t take ‘em off.  Tonight, you are my property, and I want you to learn that bitch.”  Troy back-handed the girl across her face.

The woman screamed as Troy finished stripping her naked and then proceeded to tie her hands and feet.  Troy pushed her on the bed and started to take off his shirt, leaving his bare chest, jeans, boots, and hat.  Troy put on a black leather vest, his black bull riding chaps, and spurs.

“Now bitch, this cowboy is ready to ride.  I hope you’re fuckin’ ready for a wild night of partyin’.  I’m horny and I expect you to put out for me baby.  You ready to take on this big fuckin’ black cowboy?  Damn, I’m ready, but I have another treat in store for me first.”

Troy pressed a button, and one of the walls in his massive bedroom moved a few feet revealing another dimly lit room.  Troy grabbed the woman and pushed her into the other room.

“Welcome to my dungeon bitch.”

Troy tied the woman to massive black leather sofa that had metal rings attached to it.  Then Troy looked around the room, which was filled with an assortment of S&M bondage devices.  The black youth picked up from Houston, was suspended from chains in the ceiling.  His arms were spread apart and his legs were chained to the floor.  The white youth was hog-tied on the floor.

Another door to the room opened, and one of the body guards came in.  He was bare-chested with boots, chaps, hat, and a six-shooter hanging from his side.

“Howdy Troy”.

“Howdy Brad.  What kind of fun do you have in store for me tonight?”

“Well, like ya wanted, we found two horny critters for ya.  The one strung up one the ceiling is the ornery one.  Nuthin’ a good whippin’ won’t change.  The one of the floor is pretty docile.”

“Well, let’s see how well he takes orders”.  Troy walked over to the boy on the floor.  “Lick some leather, boy”.

When the boy didn’t move fast enough, the other cowboy gave the boy a good shock with a cattle prod.  The boy yelled.

“Like I said boy, lick some leather, or I’ll have my hired hand roast your ass with that prod.”

The boy started quickly servicing Troy’s boots.

“Now see boy, that’s what I like.  A nice compliant nigger.  What color are my boots boy?”

“Black”

Troy kicked the boy in the side.  “Black, sir!”.

“Black, sir!”, the boy shouted.

“You ready to service my black dick soon, boy?”

“Yes sir!”

“Good, but I’ve already got my dance card filled.  But you will get the chance to service my big, black dick.  I bet you fuckin’ can’t wait for that.”

Troy and the cowboy walked over to the other boy.  Troy slapped the boy’s ass as he walked in front of the suspended youth.

“So, Brad here tells me you are the tough mother fucker.  Think you’re some tough-ass son-of-a-bitch thug cuz yer from the ‘hood?  Damn, I love teachin’ yer sorry-ass thugs what a real man is like out here in the country.  You ain’t had nothing yet.  You ever had a single tailin’ before, boy? Give him a lash, Brad.”

Brad took hold of a leather bullwhip and swung it around in the air a few time before letting loose with a lash on the boy’s ass.  The boy yelled out in pain.

“How’d that feel tough guy?  You still thinkin’ yer some mother fucker from the ‘hood that nobody better mess with?  Hit him again Brad.  Whoop this boy to teach him a lesson.”

Brad started whipping the boy with no mercy.  Troy just laughed as the boy continued to scream in agony.

“You ready to obey fucker, you can just ask Brad to stop.  Of course, he won’t stop until I give him the word and I can tell when you’re good and ready to behave for us the rest of yer stay.”

The boy started pleading with Troy and Brad while Brad continued to lay the whip on his backside.

“Okay Brad, I think this boy has had his fill.  Let’s just see how compliant of a nigger he is now.  Feel free to test his willingness to perform.

“Yes sir”, Brad replied as he gave the boy one more lash of the whip.

Troy went back to the girl on the sofa and started kissing her and fondling her bare breasts.

“Won’t be too much longer bitch, and it’s your turn to satisfy Troy.  I’m fuckin’ horny watching Brad whip that boy.  But I’m sure, it’s nothing you can’t satisfy me with.  You like your sex rough, bitch.  Cuz, that’s how I like it.  Hard and rough.  Yee Haw!”

By now, Brad had let the boy down from the chains on the ceiling and led him over to a wooden stockade.  The stockade faced the sofa.  Brad made the boy lean over with his hands and neck in the stockade holes and lowered the bar to imprison him.  The boy just glared at Troy and the girl.

“Alright, the show is about to start.  I love the last act.  I hear the boy get’s fucked by the cowboy.  You ready to get fucked, boy?  Brad here is gonna buck your sorry ass.”  Troy put the girl on his lap and stuck his finger up her pussy.

Brad lubed the boy’s fuck hole.  His fuck lips curled around his finger as he pushed his finger in and twirled it around.

“Damn tight hole fucker.  But I’ll loosen ya up with my fat dick”, Brad laughed.   “Yeah, I’m horny watchin’ Troy make out with that bitch, but I’ll get my rocks off with you boy.  Don’ worry.  I’ll be shooting my hot cum up yer black ass in no time.  Get ready to ride.  This cowboy is comin’.”

Brad unzipped his Wranglers and let he thick, 9 inch uncut manhood explode between his chaps.  Brad smeared his precum from his cock and started to insert himself up the boy’s ass.  Troy was amazed that the boy’s ass could take all of Brad’s rod.  Brad put his hands on the boy’s hips and started to swivel his own hips as he ran his rod in an out of the boy’s fuck hole.

“Damn this fucker feels great”, Brad yelled as he continued to hump the boy with muscular thrusts.

The boy’s eyes bulged with pain as he took Brad’s ass fuck.  He wasn’t gonna give Troy the pleasure of knowing how much this fuck hurt.

“Hell cowboy, I can’t tell which six-shooter you got fully loaded – the one ya got up the boy’s ass or the one slapped on yer side.  Why don’t ya show this fucker how cowboy’s treat mother fucker punks they find.”

Brad loved Troy’s suggestion.  Brad pulled his wet dick out of the boy’s ass and took his six-shooter from the holster.  Brad thrust the six-shooter up the boy’s wet hole and started rammin’ him with the gun.  The boy screamed in pain as the gun barrel scraped his insides.

Brad asked the boy, “Ya know boy, this gun is loaded.  How far do you think the bullet would travel inside ya before it stopped?  Ya think I could get the bullet to come out that fuckin’ mouth of yours?  Damn, I might even be able to hit Troy if I pulled the trigger now.  You ‘fraid boy?  Ya think that’s how it feels when ya stick a fuckin’ gun in some dudes face?  You think yer so fuckin’ tough now?  Damn, yer just punk tied up by this cowboy.  Yer a pile of shit, just waitin’ for this cowboy to ride yer ass.”  Brad pulled the gun out of the boy’s ass.  “Shit, now I’m gonna have to clean this gun tonight.  You fuckin’ got it dirty with yer crap.”

Brad thrust his cock up the boy’s ass again and started riding him hard.  It was no time before Brad started shooting a stream of milky cum up the boy’s willing ass.  Brad pulled himself out of the boy’s ass and shot one last wad so the cum was dripping from the boy’s butt.

Brad grabbed the other boy and untied his feet to drag him over to the boy in the stockade.

“Lick my cum from this fucker’s hole.  Else I’m gonna fuckin’ kick both yer asses to hell and back and enjoy every fuckin’ minute of it.”

The boy obediently stuck his face up the boy’s black ass and licked Brad’s cum.

“Boy, if you miss a single drop of my sweet cum from his ass, I’ll string you up and whoop yer ass then fuckin’ shoot a load in yer mouth.”

“Well Brad, thanks for the show.  I’m fuckin’ rock hard and need this bitch to take me on.  You and the boys can enjoy these two tonight.  Show ‘em a good time in the bunk house.  You two boys better put out for my hired hands.  They can get real ornery when they don’t get their way.  We’ll all party hard tomorrow night – I don’t have anything planned.”

“Yes sir”, Brad replied.

The door opened and another black cowboy came in to help Brad move the two boys to the bunk house.  Troy and the girl slipped behind the wall into Troy’s bedroom and the wall to the dungeon closed.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Troy quickly tied the girl spread eagle to his bed with leather straps.  Her pussy was ripe and ready for Troy to attack.  On the plasma TV screens on the walls of the room, Troy changed from playing his concert footage to a tape of the scene that had just played out in the dungeon.  The scene of the black youth being whipped and later being butt fucked by Brad.

Troy straddled the girl and finger-fucked her pussy for a couple of minutes.  Troy couldn’t take the pressure he felt in his crotch any longer.  He unleashed his rock solid manhood and quickly inserted himself up her cunt.  Troy started riding the girl hard.

“You like gittin’ fucked by Cowboy Troy?  Bitch, I’ve got hundreds of hot women who want to fuck my brains out.  You feel special I picked yer sorry ass from that bar.  Give you something to remember, gettin’ laid by the famous Cowboy Troy!  Yee Haw!  I love fuckin’ women.”

By now, Troy was rockin’ the bed as he rode the woman hard.  His chaps were sliding on the girls legs as he dug his boots into the bed and pushed himself harder into her cunt.  He was breathing hard as he thrust and rode girl.  He shouted “Yee Haw” been breaths of ecstasy.

Finally Cowboy Troy released his cum inside her pussy.  Cowboy Troy relaxed and lay still on top of the girl.  Cowboy Troy finally rolled over in bed and feel asleep, still in his cowboy gear.  He left the woman tied to the bed.  Later, he figured when he woke up, he would hog-tie the girl and fuck her again.  But for now, he was too tired to care.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

Troy and the girl woke up around noon.  Troy had woke up earlier and had another round of rough sex with the girl tied up before they both slept the rest of the morning.

After breakfast in bed, with lots of kissing and caressing, Troy and the girl took a shower together.  Troy’s bathroom was massive, and the shower easily held both Troy and the woman, and allowed plenty of space for Troy to finger fuck the woman again.  Troy was now rock hard and wanted relief.  He stepped, drippin’ wet and picked up the phone.  Within minutes, Brad came into the bathroom with the naked white youth they had picked up the night before.  Brad forced the youth to kneel in front of Troy.

“You ready to suck my black cock boy?  And earn yer money I’m paying you?  I’m sure my boys gave you and your friend a pleasant evening.”

Cowboy Troy and Brad laughed.

“Yes sir”, the boy said.

The boy took in Cowboy Troy’s huge black dick and Troy started to face-fuck the boy.  He pushed his dick as hard into the boy’s mouth and slammed himself into the boy’s face.  His large black nuts slapped the boy’s chin.

“Yeah boy, lick my cock.  Go up and down on my rod.  Yeah boy, enjoy my big fat black dick.  Suck me fucker!  Shit yeah!  Fuck!  Lick my cock… I fuckin’ know you love suckin’ cowboy cock.  Suck me hard, fucker.”

The boy kept sucking Troy hard until Troy squirted his semen down the boy’s throat.  Relieved, Troy finished his shower and Brad removed the boy.

After lunch, Troy had one of his bodyguards take the woman back to town.  Soon, Troy’s band arrived for a couple of hours of practice.

Troy had a big bar-b-que for his band and body guards.  Then his band slowly dispersed leaving just Troy and his four body guards.

“Well guys, I guess we party tonight!  You get the party toys and meet me in the dungeon”, Cowboy Troy said with anticipation.

~~~~~  ∞ж∞  ~~~~~

It wasn’t long, and Cowboy Troy was in his black leather chaps, vest, boots, and spurs.  He opened the wall door from his bedroom to the dungeon.  He set-up the bar in the corner with drinks, beer, and snacks.  The four body guards came in the side door with the two youths in tow by ropes.  The black youth was quickly suspended from the ceiling again and the white youth was tied to a saw horse.

All four body guards joined Troy at the bar for drinks.  All four body guards were muscular hunks which Troy called his Outlaw Posse.  Each looked awesome in their cowboy attire.  Leather chaps, cowboy hats, no shirts, boots, and spurs were the uniform that Cowboy Troy insisted they wear most of the time around the ranch.  Each wore a six-shooter gun on a wide leather belt gun belt.  The gun holster was tied to their legs like cowboys from the movies.  They truly fit the description of an Outlaw Posse.

Cowboy Troy obviously hand-picked his body guards based upon their looks and their ability to keep the secrets of his ranch quiet.  The body guards were paid well and given accommodations to stay in.  The frequent, raucous sex with the men and women Troy brought to the ranch were another perk of the job with Cowboy Troy.

The body guards were not only good looking and skilled handling guns, but also brought a variety of cowboy skills such as horse back riding or ropin’.

After each grabbed beers, the cowboys all gathered around the youth to the saw horse and started ropin’ practice.  They lassoed the boy’s head while they drank and their ropin’ skills showed as they rarely missed their mark.

Finally Mike walked up behind the boy’s ass and squirted a line of lubricant on his finger.  Mike ran his finger up the boy’s fuck hole and unzipped his Wranglers.  His black dick sprang into the action.  The other cowboy’s grabbed new drinks to watch Mike ride the boy’s ass.  Mike smoothly inserted his dick up the boy’s hole and rammed him for all he was worth.

Kurt took his lasso and roped the boy’s head and pulled the rope taunt, forcing the boy to struggle for air.  Kurt wasted no time to unzip his Wranglers and force his cock into the boy’s mouth.  Kurt and Mike laughed as they both gave the boy fucks in both of his holes.

Next, Cowboy Troy took the bull whip to the suspended youth.  The youth yelped in pain as Troy enjoyed whipping the boy over and over with the whip.  The other cowboys laughed and enjoyed watching the youth wither in pain.

When Troy was done, the boy was taken down and put into the stockade.  Cowboy Troy unleashed his manhood on the boy’s exposed ass.  Jason quickly inserted his hot dick into the boy’s mouth and the two gave the boy all they had.

The rest of the evening was more butt fuckin’, boot lickin’, and cock suckin’ cowboy action.  These cowboys were experienced in making their two niggers comply and obey to their every sexual whim.  There was no mercy and these cowboys knew from experience what they wanted and how to force the two youths to grant the cowboy desires.

Finally, Cowboy Troy was exhausted and ready to crash.  He sent the body guards to their quarters and left the boys in the dungeon in case he wanted more sex during the night.

Cowboy Troy fell onto his bed, still in his cowboy gear, and quickly slipped off into a deep sleep.

The Reunion

I was flying from Dallas to LA to meet my friend DJ.  DJ and I had grown up together and we were pretty wild.  There was not much we hadn’t done.  After school, DJ went to LA and I went to Dallas.  We kept in touch and DJ had come for a visit to Dallas.  What a wild time we had.  We partied hard the first weekend and then during the week, we got bored.  DJ came up with the idea that one of us should plan an attack on the other one.  Since it sounded wild, I was in.  We played cards and DJ won – so he got to go first.  The loser, which was me, had to wait until we met again – which was going to be on the trip I was now taking.

I thought back to DJ’s visit.  After the card game, a couple of days went by and nothing happened.  One day I came home from work and couldn’t find DJ.  I walked into my bedroom and DJ jumped me from behind, the game was on.  DJ put a knife to my throat and said, “Don’t make a move fucker or I’ll slit your throat.”  DJ threw me on my bed and said, “Get your clothes off mother fucker or I’m gonna stick you son of a bitch.”

I took my clothes off and DJ put handcuffs on me and led me out the living room.  My dick was rock hard with anticipation, which DJ took note of.  DJ looked great for the part of thug.  He was wearing his motorcycle leathers, which included chaps and a jacket.  He had found my black cowboy hat and spurs, which he wore on his boots.  I was totally excited for what was going to happen.  In the living room, DJ ran me through the paces.  DJ made me slither around on the carpet and then I had to lick his boots.  His leather boots were a total turn on for me.  “You sick piece of shit”, DJ laughed.  “I bet you spend all your time here in Dallas looking for some sorry assed cowboy with boots to lick.  I can tell by your hard-on that you like licking my boots boy.  Your dick don’t lie.  What else do those cowboys do to you boy, huh?  Do you like it when they rope your little white ass and ride you?  I feel like riding you right now shit head.  You ready for this cowboy, boy”?  DJ then mounted me and started riding me around the room like a horse.  DJ held my reins in one hand and slapped my ass with the other, spurring me at the same time.

Each time I messed up a task, DJ would kick me or find some other physical punishment.  For one punishment, DJ made me lie on my back on the living room floor still handcuffed.  DJ unzipped his jeans and pulled down his pants.  DJ looked good with his dick standing erect surrounded by his leathers.  Then DJ sat his butt on my face.

“Start licking my ass hole shit head.”

“Bullshit”, I yelled.

DJ grabbed my balls and started pulling them.  “You mother fucker, I ordered you to lick my ass.  Get to licking my ass or I’m gonna castrate you son of a bitch.”

“This is bullshit, man”, I said but I started licking his ass.  Boy it was the most disgusting thing I had ever done.

After a few minutes, DJ got back up and pulled up his jeans.  “That’s a good slave.  You’ll do anything your master wants”.  For the rest of the night I was his good slave doing whatever he asked.

After a while, DJ took me back to my bedroom where he tied me on my back to my bed.  DJ used some of my sex toys for foreplay.  He took some clothes pins and put them on my nipples.  When I screamed in pain, he took one of my dirty jock straps from my laundry bin and gagged me with them.  Next he found a dildo, put some lubricant on it, and rammed it up my tight ass.  After he played with the dildo up my ass for a while, DJ removed the jock strap gag from my mouth and forced me to take the dildo in my mouth.  DJ happily watched me suck that thing clean.

“You look good and ready for your friend to relieve himself ass hole.  I think I have you stoked and ready.  I know that I’m so shitting horny and ready to ride.  I haven’t had a good ride in a long time fucker.  I’m having a shit load of fun with you.  This is the best damn game we’ve ever played”.

DJ untied me and made me turn over.  Then he re-tied me to the bed face down.  DJ was still in his motorcycle leathers when he mounted me and slid his huge cock up my ass.  Boy did DJ know how to ride a boy like me.  After DJ blew his cum up my ass, he rested a bit still on top of me.  Damn, DJ felt great.  The feel of his cool leather on my legs and his warm chest on my back.  His leathers were a total turn on and now the smell of DJ’s sweat mixed with the sweet smell of his recently shot cum.

“Damn fucker.  That was a great ride.  You are a great fuck.  I’ve gotta have you again boy.   Shit, my dick is still throbbing in anticipation of having you again.”  DJ thrust his cock up my fuck hole and he started humping me again – blowing his cum in me a second time.

He finally released me and we laughed about the evening over dinner.  Finally, DJ’s trip came to an end and I told him, “Next time you’re mine ass-wipe!  You thought you had fun, wait until this cowboy gets you sorry ass under my dick – you have not been ridden until you’ve been ridden by a cowboy.”

The plane landed in LA and I met DJ.  I was dressed all in black.  Black hat, boots, jeans, and shirt.  DJ knew that I was ready for my turn.  As we were driving to his house, we stopped and had dinner on the way.  When we got back into this truck, I asked, “Well DJ, are you ready for what I have in store for you?”

“Hell yes” he exclaimed.  “There’s nothing you can throw at me that I can’t handle”.

“We’ll see” I replied.  Then we pulled into DJ’s driveway.

We went inside and DJ showed me my room.  I quickly got to work getting ready.  I put my chaps and spurs on and then I put on my holster and my paintball pistol.  I looked at the mirror and was impressed with the image.  I proceeded down the hall with my gun drawn to the living room.  DJ was watching TV.

“What the fuck”, he said as he saw the gun.

“On the floor ass-wipe.  Hands behind your head”, I yelled.

After DJ complied, I handcuffed him and pulled him up.  I put the pistol to his head and marched him to his bedroom.  I threw him on his bed and started taking off his clothes.  Once his pants were off, I tied his feet to his bed.  I then took the handcuffs off to get his shirt off.  I then tied his hands to his bed.  DJ was laughing so I gave him a pistol-whipping which wiped the smirk of his face.  I was going to enjoy this game.

I then surveyed his house and garage.  In the garage, I found some 2x4’s, which I bolted into a large X on the wall.  I put restraints on the four corners.  This would be where I could discipline my slave.

I was ready and went to retrieve my boy.  I untied DJ from the bed and put the handcuffs back on.  We went to the living room where I place DJ in a chair.  I did some roping practice with my lasso.  When DJ made negative comments, I would answer with either a pistol whipping or back handed slap.  Soon he started coming around to being submissive.

I then had DJ start crawling around the living room on his knees.  I used DJ for more roping practice with my lasso.  When DJ refused this time, I took him to the garage for some discipline.

 In the garage, I tied him to the X.  Next I got out my bullwhip and laid a few lashes on his back and his butt.  Nothing too hard, but enough for DJ to cuss me out and raise a few welts on his ass.  After DJ agreed to be a good slave, we went back to the living room for roping practice.

Each time I roped him I would hog-tie him and make him lick my cowboy boots to be let go.  A few well-placed kicks with my boots quickly brought him into submission when he refused to lick my boots.  I also threatened DJ with another whipping.

Finally I made a rope harness and rode him around the room.  I enjoyed having DJ under my thighs and I pressed them hard around his chest.  I made sure I spurred him real good.  Then we went back to the garage.  I again tied him facing me to the large X I had made.

I asked DJ, “Have ever been shot?”

“No”, he replied, “And I don’t want to start now.”

I took out my pistol and DJ got real scared and started cursing.  I pulled the trigger a couple of times and red paint started running down his chest.

“Damn that hurts you fucker”, DJ said.  “I thought you were going to shoot me.  You scared me pissless you fucker”.

I laughed.  I untied him and put the handcuffs on again.  Next I let him run around the garage as I took target practice on him.  There weren’t many places for him to hide in the small garage but I enjoyed shooting him anyway.

“This is like shooting cats in a barrel”, I laughed as I took aim and shot him again.  I calmly reload and started hunting him again.

“Damn you mother fucker.  I’m gonna beat your ass when this game is over.  This ain’t shittin’ fair”, DJ hollered.

I shot him a couple more times.  “I told you this cowboy was gonna get his revenge.  And a cowboy’s revenge is oh so sweet.”

DJ hid behind some wood.  I walked around and fired a couple more rounds and hit his chest and butt.  I had an idea so I put my pistol in my holster and I grabbed DJ and tied him back up on the X.

“I feel like some target practice, boy.”

“Shit, you hit me like a hundred times.”

“Yeah, but now I need a smaller target.  How bout I get 5 points for an arm or leg shot, 20 points for the heart, and 50 points for the dick”?

“No fucking way you’re going to shoot my dick, you fucker”.

“No fucking way you’re going to stop me shit head”, I said as I drew aim and fired the paintballs at his cock.  DJ hollered in pain and jumped around.  I was laughing so hard it was hard to take aim.

I untied him from the X and threw at towel at him and told him to clean up.  Then I took my prisoner to his bedroom.  I tied him up in bed and found some sex toys.  I took a black rubber ass plug and took pleasure in ramming it up his ass.  “You get much use out of these boy?” I asked.  He was gagged so he couldn’t answer.

Finally I opened my jeans and popped out my throbbing dick.  Boy was I ready for some man meat.  I lubricated my dick and then got ready to mount DJ.  I still was wearing all my cowboy gear.  I knew I was going to enjoy my ride.  I removed the ass plug and slide my dick up his beautiful ass and boy did he feel good.  It had been a long time since I had sex and I was hungry for it now.  I thrust and rode DJ real hard like he was some sort of wild, untamed mustang.  He seemed to enjoy having me in him.  After a good ride I blew my wad inside his butt.  Boy did it feel good.

“I think I’m going to hump you again boy – you were so good.  You ready for this cowboy again?  You still think you’re man enough to take whatever this cowboy throws at you ass wipe?  You’re not acting so tough now, big man.  I think you realized that you’d better not fuck with a cowboy unless you’re ready for the cowboy to beat the shit of you.  I’m gonna ride you again boy just to teach you a lesson not to fuck with cowboys.”  Again I thrust my dick up his fuck-hole and rode him again.  The cum from my first fuck just added more lubrication the second time as DJ just moaned with pleasure under the gag while I kept riding him as hard as I could.  My cock slid in and out of his fuck hole with each thrust of my hips.  Man, I was banging DJ hard and my chaps were slapping his legs with each thrust.  DJ was just as good the second time.

I pulled out my dick, which was moist now dripping with cum.  I untied DJ and retied him on his back.  I straddled DJ’s chest and enjoyed having DJ between my legs.  I turned my boots so my spurs jabbed his thighs and I thrust my dick in his face.  “Start licking my meat boy or I’ll get my pistol and start shooting you again.”

DJ raised his head and started licking the cum from my cock.  I smiled as I watched him work.  I grabbed his head and forced my dick into his mouth.  I started thrusting my dick and spurring him with each thrust.  I wanted to shoot a wad of hot cum directly into his waiting mouth but I was too spent after riding him twice, but I enjoyed having my cock in DJ’s warm, wiling mouth.

So the game was finally over.  I untied DJ and let him get dressed.  We talked most of the night away about our game.  It had definitely been fun both times, but I really enjoyed this reunion.

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Happy Valentines Day