Saturday, July 5, 2014
Trucker’s Roadside Romp
Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@msn.com
I was living in the Bay Area near San Francisco and would occasionally drive from Pleasant Hill, California to Reno, Nevada to gamble. I had Wednesdays and Thursdays off, so the traffic wasn’t as bad as on the weekends. The only heavy traffic up the highway were truckers. One of my favorite rest stops was about halfway to Reno. It was a typical rest area. In front of the restrooms was an area for auto parking, and in back was a large area for trucks, large motor homes, and larger units pulling trailers with boats and miscellaneous road traffic.
My main interest was in the truckers that would park to use the restrooms or to stretch their legs. Many of the truckers traveled alone and knew from previous experience or word of mouth, it was a good place to find some cocksucker that would be willing to drain their nuts before they took a well-needed nap or headed on down the highway.
This particular day was in the early summer and the mountain air was pleasant and clear. I found a good spot at the end of the car parking, and got out to look for some action, or start some myself. I knew of a path that led down behind this area, but it went unnoticed by most people. It was used mainly by truckers that didn’t want to bother going into the restroom to take a piss. It was hidden from the tourists and the main highway but secure and seldom used. Many times I sat in the car and watched truckers, or some other cocksucker head down this path to find some adventure or some relief.
As the path led down the hillside, you were suddenly out of sight from anyone at the top of the ridge. Then you had to step over a downed tree log to the other side, under some low-hanging tree limbs, and into an open flat section where large boulders surrounded the area. You could see for quite a distance down the path to the main entrance. No one could sneak up on you from anywhere. It was a fantastic place for the gathering of people that wanted to get together for sex.
It was still early in the day and many of the overnight truckers were beginning to stir. Some had gone to the toilets to take their morning dump and piss while others were washing up or shaving before they headed on down the road. Most of the truckers were horny and ready for sex when they awoke, so after they finished their morning ritual, a few would walk around the area with their dogs or driving partner.
I watched one of the drivers as he climbed out of his cab, and went directly down the path. I casually followed him to just a short distance from the downed log where he was taking his morning piss. I shuffled my feet, so as not to startle him. He turned to look at me then nodded as piss continued to gush from his cock. I walked past him, stepped over the log, continued on a few feet, and paused to let him know I was waiting for him to follow. He knew immediately of my intentions and as soon as I continued down the path to the open area he followed. I leaned against one of the large boulders waited until he leaned against another one across from me.
“Hey there. What a nice morning.” I said to get the conversation going. ‘Which way are you heading? I’m heading up to Reno to win my fortune.”
“Yeah, I’m heading that way too. I was a bit tired last night and stopped to get some shuteye, and was hoping to get a good blow job before I headed out. I hear this is a good spot to make some connections.”
I walked over closer to the cowboy looking trucker and rubbed my hand against the firmness of his Levis. He was a man in his early 30’s, wearing scruffy jeans, cowboy boots, snap down cowboy shirt and dark cowboy hat. He was in good physical shape. His shirt fit him snugly, revealing his firm chest and trim waistline. The bulge in my hand confirmed the appearance of a nice size cock. I looked directly in his brown eyes and said.
“There doesn’t seem to be anyone except me, to help you out. How about loosening that belt buckle while I release that cock from your jeans.” I said as I continued to unbutton his 501’s.
He quickly, and without hesitation, unbuckled his belt as I got to the ground before this 'Cowboy of the highway'. I slid his tight jeans down over his firm buttocks. His cock was already hard and it literally popped from his pants hitting me on the cheek. He wore no underwear, and soon I was unsnapping his cowboy shirt and running my hands up his firm washboard stomach to his hard pecs. One hand was exploring his chest and nipples and the other hand was directing his cock into my mouth. Pre-cum juices were starting to form at his pink bell shaped cock head. His foreskin had moved away from his hard cock and he exposed a beautiful delicious cock about 7 ½ inches long. One of his balls hung a bit lower than the other and a small amount of fuzz surrounded them. His body gave off a pleasant musky man scent. He leaned back against the hard boulder, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure of my expert cock sucking. One hand went to his chest; pinching and caressing his protruding nipple, while his other hand was on the top of my head guiding my movements. My hand was quick to explore his firm body. I guided my fingers under his soft balls and to the edge of his hairy asshole. He sighed out with excitement and spread his legs for easier exploration. One finger found the moistness of his anus as I slowly slid one finger in the opening of his moist hole.
I kept sucking and exploring his asshole until my finger was buried deep inside of him. He quickly turned around to offer his ass to my face, and then bent over to brace his body on the nearby rock.
“Oh fuck, man! Eat my ass. Oh Yeah! Eat my ass. I have been sitting for so long I have a tingling deep in my asshole that needs to be satisfied. Eat my asshole, cocksucker. This cowboy needs a good rimming,” He moaned as he positioned himself over the rock.
I loved eating out a good firm trucker’s butt hole. I positioned myself behind him and spread his hard buttocks so I could get my tongue deep in his hole. His cheeks were so firm and strong that I almost had to pry them apart. This trucker was hard as a rock, but needed a good rimming. I finally found his sweet brown puckering hole and was working my tongue in as deep as I could.
He was sighing out and jerking his cock with one hand as his other hand braced against the rock. I didn’t want him to cum without taking his load, but I was engrossed in the tongue fucking I was giving him.
We were so involved in our pleasure that we didn’t notice that another trucker had come into the area. He was standing a few feet from us, and jacking on his cock.
I had to put my dick up this sweet cowboy trucker’s ass. I stood, spit on my cock head, and placed the head of my cock to his anus. He did not push me away, but pulled his butt cheeks apart to welcome my 8-inch cock. I eased my cock head between the firm buttocks and gradually entered the opening of his wet anus. I paused so he could get adjusted to my entry, but he anxiously moved back against me and took my cock all the way to the balls. He moaned out like he was in slight pain, but didn’t pull away.
I waited while he became accustomed to my cock being in his fuck shoot, I pulled off my t-shirt and placed it on the boulder in front of him so he could spread out on it. I managed to get one of his boots off, then one leg of his jeans. Now he could spread his legs apart so I could moved directly between his legs and closer to his body. He moved back into me once again encouraging me to fuck his sweet ass.
The other trucker standing nearby remained quiet but had pulled his jeans down so his balls were hanging loose. I motioned to him to be quiet but to come closer. He quietly moved to one side of me so he could observe our action.
I was enjoying the tight fuck hole of this cowboy trucker. His asshole had become well adjusted to my penetration and he was sighing and gasping at each of my movements. I grabbed his firm hips and plunged my cock deep in his ass. Soon I was working his body over with each lunge. He lay on the boulder before him, turned his head to one side, and seemed to enjoy the ride. My balls hit hard against the bottom side of his, causing a slapping sound. He was a damn good fuck and the rougher I banged against his buttocks, the more he enjoyed it.
The other trucker was still jacking away at his own cock but soon another man had entered the ring of boulders. He too exposed his hard cock, and was jacking himself off. He had moved closer to the first man and was feeling his balls as they both watched our fucking movements. They slowly and quietly moved into position so they were within reach of the Cowboy. The second man reached over to feel the cowboy’s cock, and then back to his ass and down to the hole of entry to feel my cock as it penetrated the cowboy’s asshole.
I was getting very excited at this point, and started to pump my dick into the love hole, hard and fast. Soon my dick swelled, my balls tightened and started to release my man seed deep into his welcoming asshole. The cowboy cried out.
“Oh man! This is fantastic. Fuck my asshole buddy. Unload your love juices up my ass. Fill me with your cum. Fuck me man. Fuck me hard. I need to be fucked. Oh hell yeah.” He screamed as my nuts shot off, squirting several loads of cum into his love canal.
His ass was so tight; I could feel each release of my cock squirting him full of cum. He continued to cry out in pleasure. The other men approached us and were feeling my balls and my wet cock, as I slowly eased out of his asshole. Before the cowboy could straighten up, the first trucker stepped into position and guided his cock into his ass. The cowboy just relaxed and backed right into it like it was nothing. The cowboy wanted more cock. The trucker’s cock was a bit smaller than mine, but would make any asshole happy. The other man waited patiently to take his turn at the cowboy’s ass. I could see this was going to be a ‘round Robin’ of ass fucking.
I didn’t bother to wipe the moisture of cum and cowboy body juices from my wet and sensitive cock, but waited to get my composure back. The other trucker was obviously enjoying the wet cum filled hole and soon he would be shooting his load into the cowboy.
While all this was taking place, two more men had entered the circle of boulders. They watched lustfully in anticipation of fucking the cowboy’s ass as soon as it was ready to take another dick. The cowboy seemed to be oblivious to the crowd of men gathering around him even though a few had started feeling and caressing his firm masculine body. His shirt had been removed and now he was fully exposed. I thought it was weird that during all of my fucking, and all the activity going on around him, he never once lost his cowboy hat. My t-shirt still lay on the boulder beneath him, but thought it was worth losing in exchange for the good fuck I had received from this hot dude.
After the first trucker dumped his load into the cowboy, the other man moved in and shoved his cock deep into the cowboy. He only paused for a moment then he started fucking hard and wild. This attracted the other men’s lustful attention and soon they moved closer. Soon there were men around him of all ages with all sizes of cocks. Each of them took their turn fucking the hot willing cowboy.
One of the truckers was a big handsome black man, about 45, with a very large cock. One of the other men was first playing with him, and then started to suck on him. It was so large around that the cocksucker couldn’t get his mouth over his cock head.
The cowboy was taking the men on one at a time. The black man waited until all the other men had dumped their loads deep into the cowboy, then he positioned himself behind the small firm buttocks of the cowboy. One of the men took the black man's enormous cock and guided it to the opening of the cowboy. Then he moved in very slowly and let the cowboy’s wet hole absorb his cock into his body. The cowboy knew that this one was larger than most of the other men’s cocks. He reached behind himself to feel what was about to enter him and without hesitation he guided this love stick into his cum filled hole.
We all stood around amazed and fascinated that this big cock could go into his ass, but it started to slide in with little effort. When his cock was all the way in, the cowboy let out a gasp and shot his load all over my t-shirt lying on the boulder. The black man waited until the cowboy’s orgasm subsided, then he started working his cock in and out of the asshole before him. The cowboy had so much cum in his love canal from all of the other guys that had just fucked him, so when the big cock entered him, the cum came oozing out of his asshole, and down his leg in a small stream of running cum. The man placed his hands on the cowboy's hips and then he said.
“Now I’m going to ride your cowboy ass like you have never been ridden before. Hold on good buddy.” He said and then started moving his cock slowly out of the cowboys ass right to the edge of his opening, then shoved it all the way in without stopping.
None of the men left the boulder ring but wanted to watch this black stud fuck this small cowboy. The young man that had tried to suck on the black man’s cock had positioned himself under, and between his legs, watching the deep penetration of the ebony fuck muscle as it slid back and forth in the cowboy's ass. Some of the cum was still running down the cowboy's legs. He licked his legs to taste and savor the other men’s cum running out of cowboy’s ass. He jacked on himself as he enjoyed the view. Another man got between his legs and started sucking on the young man. Soon the cowboy and the ebony trucker performance was so awesome that everyone; even though they had cum once up the cowboy’s ass, was jacking off for the second time.
This awesome scene continued under the warmth of the morning sun, in the open summer sky of the clear mountain air. Here we were, seven hot and horny men, engaged in an orgy that would make anyone envious. No hang ups, no competition, just pure man-to-man sexual enjoyment.
I had been there before, but never participated in such a wild and satisfying situation with so many hot and hunky truckers of all descriptions.
Soon the black man had fucked this cowboy until I thought he would split in two, but the cowboy was in pure ecstasy. His lust was being satisfied, and he was being filled with more cum and more cock than he had expected. He loved every gusher of love juices that filled his body. He had released several loads of his own cum while all of the men had used his body for their pleasure as well as his. Two times he had cum while the black man’s ebony cock penetrated him. He was exhausted and almost ready to pass out. Then the black cock started to release his huge load of man juices into his partner. Sweat rolled from their bodies and they glistened in the sun. The movements of the ebony cock going in and out of that body were awesome. The man cried out with pleasure as his sperm was emptied into the cowboy. The cowboy jerked and gave out with one last trickle of sperm on the t-shirt.
All of the men were so excited that they shot off again. Most of the cum hit the cowboy’s back, or on the young man licking on the back man’s musky wet balls. It was a wild and unbelievable scene.
After everyone had cum for the second or third time, they slowly started putting their pants and shirts back on and began leaving one at a time. One of the men came over and kissed the cowboy’s back, and took a quick lick of some of the remaining cum on cowboy’s back. Another patted the black man’s ass and said,” nice plugging there dude.”
The Black man slowly withdrew his cock from the warm welcome ass that had been so willing to receive his load. The young man beneath his legs remained to lick some of the dripping cum from his semi-soft cock. At this semi-soft state he could finally manage to put his mouth over the ebony shaft, and he licked the man’s spent cock clean. The black man’s cock was now sensitive and the feel of the young man’s mouth around his dick was nice. He stood patiently enjoying the young man’s thorough care and cleaning.
The cowboy lay back on the boulder relaxing, yet his butt hole looked as though it was still ready for more fucking. I think he had taken on enough this session. He stirred and slowly stood, rubbed his ass and looked around for his boot. He took my t-shirt, now soaked with sweat and several loads of cum, and wiped his wet ass hole and legs, where the remains of cum had started to dry. He looked over at me as he realized it was my shirt, smiled, and shyly tossed it back to me. I smiled and as soon as I caught it, placed it to my nose to take a whiff of the manly smells of cum and body sweat, then I put it back on and walked away.
By the time I was ready to leave the circle of boulders in the clearing, everyone else had dressed and headed back to their trucks. The black man was the last to leave and he gave cowboy his business card. No doubt he wanted that tight cowboy ass again sometime. I doubt he could find another more receptive ass to use.
When I arrived at my car, I saw a few more truckers parking their rigs as the others were leaving. I had a great day and now I would head on down the highway towards Reno, my final destination for the day. I would be back to enjoy the roadside activity again soon, but doubted if it would ever be this good again.
Story by Dick Clinton at eyeMrich1@msn.com
Word Count. 3429
Friday, June 27, 2014
Just Horsing Around
Story By Dick Clinton eyeMrich1@msn.com
One summer while living at the Lumber Camp, I went to visit with one of my friends stationed at the Ranger Station on Mt Peak in the Colorado mountain range. Rodger, my ranger friend, began telling me about a herd of horses that were being driven down the valley to the nearby town. This coming week was ‘Frontier Days’ and most of the town’s people were preparing for the annual rodeo, the center of entertainment. “Lots of cowboy meat,” he said.
My interest suddenly perked up. I loved cowboys in all their tight jeans showing off their big dicks and tight asses.
“There’s a herd now heading down the nearby valley and I need to check to see if they are okay, and to remind them about fire hazards. Would you like to drive down there with me to check them out? I want to take them some extra drinking water and other supplies. If you are interested I’ll be leaving as soon as we dress and load up the jeep.”
“Yes, I’d like to go along but I need to contact the lumber camp to let them know of my plans,” I said. “Wow, this could be fun,” I thought to myself as I dressed.
It didn’t take long for us to load up the jeep and to give a quick call to the lumber camp explaining my intentions. Rodger took along some extra water, food, and medical supplies. We headed down the narrow dusty road over small grades. At one point we had to go through a small creek with water as deep as the middle of the rim on the tires.
We arrived at a small clearing by the edge of a large meadow where they’d set up camp for the evening. It was a scene out of the ‘Old West’. They even had a covered wagon stored with supplies, and where the cook prepared the meals. A small campfire was burning, and a coffee pot hung from one side while a small rabbit was roasting on the open fire. The cook was dressed in a white apron and a small white cook’s hat placed on his head. Two men were squatting near the fire, and another one was sitting on a downed tree. They looked up in surprise as we pulled up to the side of the wagon. One of the men, probably the boss, stood and came towards us as we stopped the jeep.
“Howdy, Ranger. What can we do for you?” the boss man said with a thick cowboy drawl.
He was an older, well-built man, about 50. There was a hint of a beard on his weathered face. He was wearing a plaid checkered shirt topped with a brown leather vest, dirty tight jeans and scuffed brown western boots. There was a definite large bulge showing under his jeans as the heavy belt holding a holster and gun emphasized the image and size of his dick. A small piece of an unlit cigar hung from one corner of his mouth.
“Howdy,” Rodger echoed back at the big man as we hopped from the jeep and started to unload the supplies. He motioned for me to help him with the water bottles.
“I thought maybe you could use some fresh drinking water and a few supplies. I know you should arrive in town in the next day or so but I figured they might come in handy.”
“That’s mighty kind of ya, stranger,” the boss man said.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I guess there are still real cowboys out there after all. He held out his hand to help Rodger while the cook came over to unload the other boxes of food. He headed back to the covered wagon and set it down, sorting through and looking at the fresh supplies.
“Thanks,” he said as he continued his exploration of the box.
“I understand you and your men are taking some horses down through the valley to town for the rodeo this week. I wanted to see if I could help and wanted to remind you that it is very dry this time of the year so be very careful of fires. I don’t want anyone hurt,” Rodger instructed in a friendly way. “I’m Captain Ross, the local ranger, and this is Lance Woods, Jack Woods’ youngest son from Lumber Camp #1, just over that hill a few miles. He wanted to see what real horsemen looked like. They have a few horses in their stable at the lumber camp where he lives. He is a pretty good horseman himself. ”
The older man explained to us that he was the crew boss and had five other men with him including the cook. Two were out now watching over the herd of 50 horses. His name was Sam Huston. He told us they called him ‘Big Sam’. I think I knew why they called him that by the looks of the big impression in his tight jeans. Perhaps I’d have the chance to find out someday.
He introduced us to the other two men now at the campsite, Cliff and Clint, who were twin brothers. They were polite young men of about 25 years, and they both stood to shake our hands as we were introduced. Although they were not identical, they looked so much alike that it would be hard to tell them apart, even in the daylight. Except for different color bandanas around their necks, they dressed very much alike.
We all sat around the campfire as the sun was going down and a bright full moon lit up the evening sky. It was quiet in the valley except for the sounds of birds and the cry of a coyote in the distant hills. A soft warm breeze moved through the nearby trees like a soft whisper in the night.
I was engrossed in conversation with the men when Rodger looked at his watch and suggested we head back to the ranger station for the night. Sam looked over at me and asked if I’d like to stay the night and ride with them in the early morning. They could use another good rider, and I could go as far as the highway overpass.
Rodger thought that I might like to stay and suggested that one of the rangers could leave my jeep by the side of the road for my ride back to the lumber camp.
I was all excited over the suggestion. Rodger could see how much I wanted to join them. So we all agreed on the plans. Rodger started up his jeep and headed up the hill to the tower. Sam said he could fix me up with a riding horse and saddle the next morning and I could share one of the bedrolls with some of the men.
They kept the fire going as we chatted and told stories. It was getting late and I could tell the men were tired and ready to hit the sack. They were sleeping on the ground in bedrolls and because I didn’t have one I was to share one with Cliff. I didn’t mind that at all because both of the twins were real hunks.
We all headed to the edge of the camp to take a piss before returning to the bedrolls beside the fire. We took off our boots, and then Cliff stripped off naked and crawled under the double bed roll where we were to sleep together. I gladly took off my clothes too and slid under the cover. It wasn’t too cool yet and our naked bodies felt nice as quietness fell over the camp. I was looking forward to tomorrow’s ride and fell asleep looking up at the bright stars twinkling in the black sky above me.
Cliff awakened me as he curled his arms around me as if to keep warm. I welcomed his warm body and pulled his arms closer to me. It wasn’t very long after our body contact that I felt a hard dick pressing against my buttocks and a slight nudge of his rough beard against my shoulder. I moved slightly backwards to meet his body, as I knew he wanted to fuck my ass. I moved back once more as his arm curled around my body and his hard dick searched for the opening of my ass. I pulled my buttocks apart as the head of his dick found my hole and moved in slowly. His oozing pre-cum lubricated my anus just before it went all the way to the hilt. It went in very nicely and felt great. I trembled a bit as he held me still, enjoying the warmth of my body.
I was wondering if this was something that he and his twin brother would perform each night before sleeping. If so, I thought it was exciting. I slid back on his dick and once again, it went all the way in. It felt like a nice dick. He continued to move out to the edge of my asshole, then all the way back in with a slow but gentle move.
I was afraid to look over at the other men sleeping very nearby. I wondered if Sam would be upset if he knew what was going on but I was enjoying the feel of Cliff’s nice dick in me. He moved slow and easy so as not to cause any disturbance. I let him use my ass as he needed because I was enjoying his long deep strokes. I felt his heavy warm breathing in my ear as he fucked me. His breath was sweet like the coffee he had been drinking that evening.
His lips softly brushed my ear and his tongue would wander down my earlobe while his rough beard rubbed against my neck and shoulders adding to the pleasure. His body movements increased and I knew he would soon unload his warm juices into me. I moved along with his bodily rhythm, pulling his strong body against me with every thrust. We were moving together with such excitement I knew someone was bound to hear us. Then he started to tremble and released his manly sperm into my willing body. I could almost feel the gushes of cum hitting my insides.
After several deep penetrating thrusts and several gushes of sperm, his breathing subsided and he fell asleep with his semi-hard cock still in me. The warm juices remained deep inside me. I felt good in his arms and once again I too fell asleep.
I woke again when I felt Cliff pull his soft cock out of my ass. He got up and put on his jeans, shirt, and boots and went into the darkness. He was talking with the other man that I had not met yet. Cliff was relieving him from his watch. I heard him saddling up his horse then trot away from the camp.
The other man, about 40, quietly came into the camp and sat by the fire for a moment and smoked some weed. He took a few puffs and kicked off his boots and unbuttoned his shirt. His stomach muscles glistened in the light of the campfire. I could make out a tattoo on his dark arm muscles as he removed his shirt. He had a strong face and deep cleft in his chin. His face was sunburned making his teeth look as white as snow. He never once looked my way as I watched his every move. He was a rugged-looking man, one I would not like to start a fight with.
He unbuttoned his pants slowly and pulled them down exposing his tight white boxer shorts. He placed his jeans by the bedroll and crawled next to me.
I froze, not moving a muscle. I wonder if he knew I was a stranger in his bed.
He lay on his back and placed his strong muscular arms behind his head and took another puff on the joint. I could sense the manly odor of his armpits along with the smoke. I wanted to bury my face in his arms and lick the sweat from his body. He had long hair under his arms and down the center of his chest. He closed his eyes and took a deep sigh. This man was very sexy and he smelled so great. What should I do?
I started to turn away from him but could not resist looking at his body as he lay next to me. I could feel the excitement in my groin and the throbbing of my hard cock.
He kicked back the bedroll exposing his body down past the waistband on his boxer shorts. I wanted to see what kind of dick this hunk was toting between his legs. I waited for what seemed forever then I put my hand next to his leg. He did not move. Once again I waited then I moved closer to him but he did not stir. I was very excited but thought I had better turn over and get some sleep.
Just before I started to turn over he reached down to my hand and pulled it over to his groin area. I once again froze but now he was aware I was here. I moved my hand to his dick and found it was already hard. And what a dick!! It was big around. I moved under the covers place my mouth to his dick but he turned towards me, took my hips, and flipped me over on my side with my back facing him. He was so strong and did it so fast I was dizzy from the spin.
I thought perhaps I had offended him but I was totally wrong. He pulled my body close to his and with one quick movement he found my asshole. He placed one of his rough fingers in my moist ass as if to inspect it, then pulled his dick from the opening of his boxer shorts and placed it to the opening of my anus.
He was about to shove his cock into me. I held onto his arm as he then carefully put the remainder of his thick cock into my ass. I almost blurted out in pain but his hand quickly covered my mouth. He held me tight while keeping his dick deep in my ass then carefully and slowly released my mouth.
I took a deep breath and tried to relax. He paused, and then started to fuck me with long deep thrusts. I knew he was enjoying the rape of my ass and I was enjoying his strong arms holding me tightly. I began to bite him gently on his hand and arm. He seemed to be surprised at my response and stop plunging his cock into me. He suddenly turned my head around to take a quick look at me.
“Oh my Gawd. Who the fuck are you?” he said in a deep whisper. He immediately stopped his movement and started to pull out of my ass.
I quickly pulled his body back to me and said, “It’s alright, it’s alright. I’m Lance. Just a stranger in the night.” He leaned back to look at my face again and slapped his forehead.
“I thought you were someone else. What the fuck? Where did you come from?”
I backed into him and said, “Let’s continue with this great fuck and I will explain later.”
He looked around at the rest of the men in the camp realizing we might have woken someone. Then he relaxed and held on to me once again but did not move. I started moving back into him and he chuckled and started to fuck me again.
He started slowly at first but knowing I was enjoying his thick dick, continued his movements. He started feeling my body as he fucked me, knowing now I was not Clint the other twin. I guess Clint and Cliff were the ones getting fucked all the time. I was now in Clint’s bed and this hunk thought I was he. I didn’t care at this point because this man knew how to fuck. Man, I was enjoying this stranger fucking my ass.
The flicker of the fire had gone down so it was hard to see the other men in the camp. The moon had gone behind the clouds making it much darker. This cowboy pulled back the bedroll, and pushed me to my stomach. I arched my ass up to meet his hard pounding thrust as he started to fuck the hell out of me. I could feel his balls hitting mine with every stroke. I knew by this time he was enjoying my young hot ass and he didn’t care if the whole camp knew.
He fucked me hard and long and much to my disappointment he shot his hot load into me too soon. I took every inch and every drop squeezing it down with the muscles of my ass. He sighed deeply and relaxed his body on me. I gasped at the weight of this hunk that took my breath away. He lifted off me and sat back on my legs with his cock still in my ass. He rubbed my buttocks then gradually pulled his cock from me and gently patted my butt and lay next to me. I opened my eyes to look at my exciting Marlboro man that just fucked me good. He was still sighing after releasing his load. He looked at me and shook his head and smiled.
“I thought you were Clint until you started biting me. Who are you anyway? Cliff never told me we had company, that son of a bitch. Wait until I see him tomorrow. I’ll beat his ass. Or better still, I’ll fuck his ass twice as hard next time.”
I quietly introduced myself and explained the situation. “I didn’t know you were going to rape me, but I didn’t mind. You are great sex and I would like to do it again with you when we can really cut loose.”
“I’m Duke, one of the ranch hands for Sam. I’ve been fucking Clint and Cliff since they were young calves. I thought something was a bit different but I was so horny tonight I didn’t take the time to check you out. Sorry if I harmed you but I will say you are a good bronco to ride. Would you like to smoke some weed with me? Let me get some and I will be right back.”
I set quietly on the bedroll wondering to myself what was in store for me the rest of the night horsing around with the other cowboys.
Story by Dick Clinton
Word Count, 3,145, 5/20/2009