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I
was sitting at the hotel bar on a Thursday night, alone and I can’t wait for
Friday to finish so I can get home.
Traveling and working away from home is hard. There is hardly anyone at the bar, and I am
fucking crazy and bored.
You
walk into the bar behind me and I don’t notice you as I am drinking my beer and
daydreaming. You take the seat next to
me which startles me back to reality.
You order a beer.
I
notice that you are good looking guy. In
a casual suit with some nice black lizard boots. I’m in my jeans and boots. We strike up a casual conversation. You introduce yourself as Colton.
I
notice your trophy buckle and comment on it; unusual to wear a rodeo trophy
buckle with a suit. You immediately
start talking about the rodeo you won the buckle. The conversation just flows.
We
are now several drinks into the evening, moving from beer to whiskey. I’m starting to feel the effects of the
alcohol. You keep on talking and encouraging
me to drink another whiskey. I am now
totally wasted and need to get back to my room.
Unable to walk by myself, you offer to assist me up to my room – which I
gladly take you up on your offer.
I
barely remember getting to my room as I glide in and out of consciousness. You get me into my bed and start undressing
me.
I
awake long enough to ask, “What are you doing?”
You
respond, “Just helping you into bed.
Relax”.
After
stripping me naked, you start playing with my cock and balls. Again, I lapse into consciousness and start
moaning with pleasure. I wonder what you
are doing before passing out again.
This
cycle continues several times where you play with my cock and balls until I
come to long enough to get hard and then pass out again. Finally, I come to long enough for you to
stroke my cock into full erection and shooting a load of cum.
After
I pass out again, you flip me over and hump my ass, filling me with a good load
of your cum.
You
zip up pants and buckle your trophy buckle knowing that I will wake-up covered
in both of our cum in the morning wondering what the hell happened. With a smile, you quietly leave my room.
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In
the morning, I come down for breakfast and see you sitting at a table
alone. I sheepishly motion to an empty
chair at your table and you warmly invite me to sit down. Between bits of breakfast, we laugh about
drinking too much at the bar the night before.
I
finally ask in low tones, “what the hell happened last night?”
“What
do you mean?”, you reply.
“Well,
I remember drinking at the bar, but the rest of the night is kind of fuzzy.”
“Yeah,
you were pretty hammered last night”, you say.
“I had to help you to your room.”
“Shit
really? What happened in my room?”
“You
don’t remember?”, you respond.
“Hell
no. All I know I woke up covered in
cum. What the hell did we do?”
“Well,
I got you to your room and you started coming on to me.”
“Shit
no. I am so fucking sorry.”
“Oh,
no need to apologize. No harm done.”
“Hell,
I’m married”, I stammer.
“I
am too partner. But hell, a little man
sex occasionally is nothing to worry over.”
“Shit,
I ain’t never had sex with a guy before.”
“Hell,
I would have never believed that, the way you performed last night. You were like a stud dog in heat”, you say.
“Fuck,
I can’t believe it. I am so fucking
sorry”, I apologize again.
“Like
I said, there’s nothing to be sorry over”, you say.
“Fuck,
the first time I have man sex and I don’t remember. Shit, just my luck.”
“What
the fuck do you mean?”, you ask. You are
skillfully pulling into your trap and I willfully enter until it’s too late to
realize I am trapped.
“Like
shit. I was fucking wondering what it
might be like to have man sex, but being married, I was too fucking chickenshit
to try it. And I finally have man sex
and I was too fucking drunk to even remember.”
“Well,
if you ever want to try it again, let me know.
I could show you a few moves I think you would enjoy”, you bait me with
your response.
“Fuck
really. Shit, I think I might take you
up on your offer sometime. Hell, I’ve
always wanted to try man sex.”
“Well,
give me your contact info. You live in
the Dallas area? My folks have a ranch
and I’m in the area a lot. Maybe we
could hook up some time. Now I have to
tell you, when I have man sex, it’s can be rough. You’d have to be willing to be my bitch. But like I said, last night you were really
coming on to me to ride you like the cum bitch you wanted to be. I think you liked my cowboy ways.”
“Fuck,
I can’t believe I did that. But hell
yeah, I think it would be fucking hot to have some cowboy man sex with you.”
“Good”,
you reply. “Sorry to run, but I have to
check out and get to my meetings. Good
meeting you and I expect to see you again soon.”
“Hell
yeah, partner”, I replied.
We
said our good-byes and both left.
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We
chatted several time over social media.
I shared some ideas with you of what I wanted. You were good to listen. I was beginning to wonder if anything would
happen, when you mention you were coming to your folks ranch for a 3-day
weekend. Could I get away and spend the
weekend with you?
“Hell
yeah”, I replied. “I wouldn’t miss
it”. I was wondering if I was ready for
this encounter, but hell yeah, I couldn’t wait.
You
respond, “Well, you’d better be ready to be my bitch. I’ll put you though some training on how to
take in my cowboy cock.”
Shit
I thought. What am I getting myself
into?
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You
pick me up at a truck stop outside of Dallas.
I can leave my car there until Sunday.
On the way to your parent’s ranch, you go through the rules. I am going to be a friend who wants to see
some real ranch action. During the three
days, I am purely your bitch for whatever fun you want.
We
arrive at your folk’s ranch Thursday night and you show me the place and get me
ready for day one on Friday. We have
dinner with your folks and a great evening.
I can’t wait until Friday as I lay awake in the guest room. I figure you are also spending a sleepless
night in your room with a hard-on as well.
After
chores and breakfast on Friday, you let your folks know that we are going out
riding. It may be several hours and not
to hold lunch for us. You give me that
wicked smile of yours as I know your training can be intense and you’ve been
waiting for this weekend for a long time.
You
saddle up two horses. You’re wearing a
nice pair of worn leather chaps and spurs on your cowboy boots. You make the quite the cowboy picture, ready
to ride. I’m wondering what you have in
store for me. You put on leather gloves
as we mount-up and start riding. The
country of your family’s place is scenic and makes for a great ride. We chat comfortably as we ride. We ride for a good 45 minutes and are in a
very secluded place on the property.
Miles from anyone and anywhere.
We stop the horses and dismount and drop the reins for the horses to
forage.
“Strip
naked, bitch”, you tell me. I look a bit
stunned. “Hell, bitch, obey my orders or
I will make your life a living hell. Now
fucking strip. Get ready for lesson 1.”
You
take your saddle bag off your horse while I strip for you. I see you start taking out different lengths
of rope from your saddle bag.
“Okay
bitch, before I train you to take my cock, I need to show you a few other
lessons. First, kneel and place your
hands behind your back.”
You
proceed to tie my hands behind my back with some quick figure-8 loops. You place a horse hobble on my feet. Another rope goes around my neck with a long
lead in your hand. You push me over onto
my back with your boots. You place your
boot into my crotch and press hard with your boot until it hurts. I’m getting hard from your manhandling and
just staring back at this gorgeous cowboy who can just about do anything he
fucking wants with me.
“Now
you listen up, fucker. You’re here as my
trainee bitch. Every wrong move you
make, I will fucking beat your dick with my boots. You understand boy? You are my property this weekend for whatever
fucking fun this cowboy wants. You mess
up, and I will enjoy fucking kicking your cock until it bleeds. And trust me boy, there is nothing better
than kicking cock with cowboy boots.
Damn, you’ll never forget it, trust me.
You got that, boy?”
“Yes
Sir!” I whimper.
“Shit
yeah, you’re just my fucking bitch who will do anything for me.”
“Yes
Sir!” I respond again.
You
roll me over onto my belly with your boots and then you walk around and point
to your boots. “Start licking some
leather, boy. Show this cowboy that
you’re my fucking bitch-boy. You will do
whatever this cowboy fucking tells you.
Now start licking and don’t stop until I say so.”
I
immediately start licking and kissing your boots. My saliva moistens the leather and my
nostrils are filled with the smell of leather, dirt, and probably some horse
shit as well. I’m fucking getting hard
worshiping your boots.
“Hell
yeah, boy. Lick those fuckers
clean. Show this cowboy you worship my
fucking boots.”
You
start massaging your crotch with your gloved hand. I can’t see, but I’m sure you have a fucking
tent in your jeans.
“Shit
yeah, nothing I love better than my bitch to worship my fucking boots. Fuck, look at you, boy. You fucking enjoy those boots don’t you. Don’t worry, boy, you’ll get lots of boot
action this weekend. Okay, boy, just so
you know I’m not a total shithead, I’ll give you some relief before lesson one
starts.”
You
straddle my thighs and thrust one of your boots between my legs, under my hard
cock.
“Start
humping my boot, boy. Get your relief
while this cowboy is still feeling generous.
I’m about to teach you how a real man wants his cock treated, boy.”
I
start humping your boot. Damn, your boot
leather feels hot on my dick. I know it
won’t take much for my cum to start flowing.”
“Shit
yeah, bitch. Hump that boot. Make love to my boot, like the fucking
boot-bitch you are. Shit, my boots need
some good jism for boot polish. Rub your
cock on my boots and get them nice and polished.”
I
start shooting my cum on your boot. You
can tell as I tense up in my release.
“Fuck
yeah, boy. Squirt that cum on
boots. Now keep humping that boot with
your cock and polish those fuckers till they shine. Fuck you boy, don’t stop humping my boot
until I tell you. I’ll fucking kick that
cock of yours till it bleeds if you stop humping my boot before I say. And fucking hump that boot hard. Grind your fucking cock on my boot.”
After
my cumming, my cock is now sensitive to the boot leather. You know the pain you are inflicting on my
rod. I know you are smiling as I feel
the rope around my neck tighten.
“See
bitch, I’m letting you know that you are my property. You will do whatever this cowboy wants. See what it feels like to be another man’s
property, bitch?
“Yes
Sir!”, I shout.
“Yeah,
bitch. I think you are finally ready for
lesson one. You can stop humping now.”
I
am so thankful as you pull your boot from between my legs. You yank the rope around my neck to bring up
to my knees. You take another rope from
your belt. A small loop is made and you
proceed to rope my balls and cock. You
take the rest of the rope between my legs and up by ass crack to my hands. You tie the rope tightly to my bound hands. Now, every time I move my hands, I pull
tightly on my balls and dick.
“I
hope my bitch is ready to learn how to worship cock today. This is one lesson, I will really enjoy
teaching you, bitch. For cowboy cock,
you need to start by kissing his boots.
Now, boy, kiss my boots.”
I
lean down and start kissing your boots again.
“You
like the smell of your cum on those boots, boy?
Hell yeah, you’ve fucking marked my boots, boy.”
You
laugh at your joke while watching me kiss and worship your boots.
“Okay
boy, the next step to a cowboy’s cock, is drag your tongue up my chaps. Show this cowboy you’re just a fucking
cocksucking bitch. Leave a trail from my
boots to my crotch, boy.”
I
start dragging my tongue up your leather chaps.
“Shit
yeah, boy. You’re a fucking natural at
this. Fuck boy, see how hard this cowboy
is. Fuck yeah, I can’t wait for you to
get your fucking mouth on my meat. Shit
yeah.”
I
am now staring at your crotch.
“Oh
fuck, boy. I’m fucking hard with
anticipation. Now start kissing my
buckle and start asking the cowboy for his cock.”
I
start kissing your buckle and saying, “Please cowboy, can I have your cock?”
I
feel the rope tighten around my neck starting to cut off my air. “Fuck bitch, plead for my cock like your life
depends on it.”
I
start pleading, “Please cowboy, I fucking want your cock in my mouth. I fucking need your cock meat, cowboy.”
“Hell
yeah, that’s the kind of bitch this cowboy wants. A fucking bitch who fucking wants my
meat. Now fucking tear into my jeans and
take it bitch! Use your damn teeth and
fucking take my meat.”
I
pull on your zipper with my teeth and start tearing at your underwear to
release your dick held prisoner. Your
boner pops out and I’m staring at 7 inches of rock hard meat. Your mushroom head is fully engorged and
precum is already leaking from your slit.
“Fuck
yeah bitch, open wide and start worshipping my meat like you have my boots and
buckle.”
I
take in your head into my mouth and start twirling my tongue around your
head. You thrust your head back in pure
ecstasy at the feeling of my mouth and tongue on your cockhead.
“Oh
shit yeah, bitch. Damn your mouth feels
good on my dick. Fucking take me all
in. Fucking let me brand your forehead
with my buckle. Fuck yeah, bitch, I want
fucking more. Eat it all!”
I
start letting you thrust you cock further into my mouth. You hold the rope around my neck tight in
your left hand, and you place your gloved right hand on my head and pull my
hair. You hold my head tight while you
start thrusting your cock in and out of my mouth.
“Shit
yeah. Oh fuck, this is fucking
sweet. Damn, bitch, your mouth feels
fucking sweet on my meat. Take me all
in. Fucking suck me dry, bitch.”
You
stop thrusting with your dick in my mouth.
“Suck
me bitch. Suck me hard until I cum.”
I’m
rolling my tongue along your shaft and sucking, in-between gulps of air.
“Shit
yeah, bitch. Suck me hard, bitch. Fuck yeah…. Damn bitch, get ready for my
cum.”
You
release my head with your right hand and pull out your dick. You start pumping your cock with your gloved
right hand and start shooting load after load of cum hitting me in the
face. After what seems like an eternity,
you finally stop pumping your dick. Your
cum is dripping off my face on the ground.
“Hell
yeah, bitch. You did great. You passed day one. Tomorrow I’ll teach you how to suck a man’s
cum. That’s day two. First, I need to you clean my cock. Open wide and fucking clean my dick. Show me the cum-sucking bitch that you are,
boy.”
I
start cleaning your dick and you start moaning.
I’m wondering if you might get horny and come again, but you don’t.
After
I finish cleaning your dick, you untie my hands. You place me in a doggie position on the
ground and start thrusting your gloved finger up my ass.
“I
want to see what kind of hole you have, bitch.
Day three, you’ll get to feel my meat up that ass of yours. Damn, you are tight, bitch. Nothing a good cowboy can’t cure. Hell yeah, nothing this cowboy likes better
than to break in a tight-boy ass like yours.
Shit, a couple of good bucking sessions with this cowboy’s cock up your
ass, and you’ll be loose, boy. You’ll be
able to fucking take any cock up that hole.
Shit, you have to wait until Sunday to get this cowboy meat up that
ass. Sweet dreams until then, boy.”
You
pull you finger out of my hole. Next,
you direct me to a nearby creek to wash up before I get dressed.
“Too
bad we’re at my parents’ place, bitch.
Nothing I would like better than to keep you tied-up and naked the
entire time you are here. Probably a
good thing, I’d be too fucking horny to do anything but have your suck cock and
let me ride that ass.”
After
I clean-up and get dressed, we mount up and ride back to the ranch. We hang out and rest for the remainder of the
day. Going to bed, I try to imagine what
day two will bring tomorrow.
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