Rider from the West
Wintertime. A vast barn along with attached stables, 11 miles distant from any main road. About twenty attended horses, along with myself. Few owners stop by to groom and saddle their horses. Most don't. I'll saddle one of my favorite steeds and explore the hills. The region is inhabited by only two other workers.
Steve directs the operations. By spring, he'd leave. He spends the day behind his desktop computer and watches extremist porn. He doesn't give a hoot about me. He's conscious of my gay identity; his response - "Not my type of alcohol consumption."
However, Ocho may react differently. Every day from daybreak to nightfall, Ocho ensures the supply of fodder is well-maintained and the barn stays tidy while providing essential veterinary services. He's been clean for two years and has been behind bars for the past year due to 12 drink-driving violations.
Slim, yet strong, Ocho resembles a warrior, with muscles bulging on a minimal frame. Numerous scars, prison tattoos, reserved demeanor, yet eager to help me with the horses. The herd is what keeps the business going. They're majestic, flaunting their age like us, once young and lively. I once served as a show pony in my twenties. In my forties, not really.
Ocho's shirt occasionally comes off while distributing feed, showcasing his tattoos. Could he be secretly flirting with me?
I go to Denver every month for a brief respite from isolation. I connect with some guys. Enjoy a fling. Return, exhausted and happy. No one knows, except me. Horses appreciate it; they're rewarded with apples.
Ocho gained his moniker as the eighth of his family's sons. His birth name is Antonio. His father, always drunk, would address him as Ocho, the final child still at home. Antonio passed a diesel mechanic apprenticeship. One evening at a family member's house, he was caught engaging in sexual activities with a girl in their garage. Consequently, he was discharged. Ocho gladly departed.
Ocho regularly pitched in to help me clean the stables, sans shirting. Being shirtless, wearing jeans and boots looked extremely enticing.
During winter, sexual affairs became more complicated. Following my latest journey to Denver featuring a group of potential flings, two ghosted me, and the third guy resembled a massive human being with erectile dysfunction. Baffling. Despite my best efforts, he couldn't achieve an erection. I returned resentful, horny, and barely stiff.
A few days ago, it was a warmer day. After tending to the herd's groom, feeding, and healthcare, I took off my shirt. I yearned for sex. I suspected one of the owners, whom we'll call Darius MacMillions, may be out riding his breeding horse, Pasco III. We ride into the foothills, then strip and engage in sexual intercourse in a canyon. Essentially, I serve as the buxom cowboy who impregnates Darius. He enjoys my pace, looks, and attractiveness. It's a distinctive fulfillment to meet his needs. The stud horse is prosperous due to his cherry-picked clients.
His spouse is unaware of Darius's affair. Maintaining secrecy is quite fascinating. Darius envisions his demand for my dick. Hence, our encounters are unothered by Ocho or Steve.
Sadly, Darius simply visited, while his stud I admired drove back without my assistance.
Once more, Ocho inquired about my experiences in Denver. "Find anything?" Ocho was aware of my motivations.
I denied my efforts.
"Tsk! Darius dropped by unannounced, stressed out Steve, then drove to Grand Junction."
Damn. Another one slips past my grasp.
As we finished hosing down stalls, I drained my bottled water. Both of us stank, courtesy of the stables.
He approached me, closer than he usually did. He's got dark features, with black hair and mixed Navaho and Mexican roots. Then he surprised me.
He reached out and pulled on my nip ring, twisting it. Wow! That really grabbed my attention!
"You like that?" he questioned. I smirked. I reciprocated by playing with his nipple. This caught him off guard, with his eyes widening in surprise!
He took a step back and covered his chest, his eyes wide with disbelief. He turned towards me, then away again.
"Holy sh*t! That felt incredible!"
I stepped forward and played with his other nip, twisting it gently.
Once more, the surprise and shock. I snickered. Then I glanced down at his jeans, near where his dick should be. Yep. He had a boner.
His hand swiftly covered his other nip, his ink-covered hands tightening their grip.
"Feeling good?"
Ocho nodded gently, still in disbelief. I chuckled to myself.
"I'm about to take a shower. There are a few things you might not know about..."
"Hold on, I'm no f**king homo! They did that back home - it's not for me!"
"Have you ever tried any of it?" I retorted.
"Never!"
"Why not? There's no reason anyone has to know. A guy knows how to make other guys feel good. It's what we do."
He stared at me with caution. His hard-on was growing bigger.
"Come on. You need the shower. Anything you want. You confirm STOP and that's it. We revert to 'normal'. But I might make you feel really good. And you might enjoy it. I’ll keep it a secret if you ask."
I saw him swallow. His hands were still blocking his chest. I turned and kicked off my boots, unzipped, and took off my heavily worn and dirty jeans. These would go straight to the wash pile. I was more than half hard. It's a big dick; no one's ever complained about how big it is. I looked at him and knew he was checking me out. I walked towards the shower, swaying my hips subtly. Call it: Bait.
Then I heard his boots hit the ground, one after the other. I smirked. His zipper came down. I turned on the hot water and adjusted it against the cold. The large stall was filling with steam in no time. It washes both horses and humans. There's a boiler filled with hot water.
He walked in, naked, with limited body hair compared to my own. He looked nervous. I soaped up. His hands were now covering his package. I gestured for him to enter the stall. The hot water felt amazing. He came closer. The stall is big and began to fill with steam quickly. The stall smell faded quickly as he stood there watching.
I was standing erect, but hanging low. He looked at it then up at me. Clearly, he needed some direction. He moved closer to me. I spread some soap in my hands and then gripped his right nip lightly with my palm.
Ocho's face slowly changed, becoming shy and possibly eager. I stopped and started again. He moved his hands to cover what he had.
Big dick. About an inch longer than mine. I expected foreskin but he was cut. Probably around eight inches and rock hard. My mouth watered. I noticed my own erect cock rise and balls tighten. I moved closer to him. Both palms, both nips. His face showed me he was indeed enjoying the sensation but trying to hide it from me. Then he closed his eyes.
"F**k..." he moaned out. I stopped and started at random intervals. He moved his hands away from his cock.
Big dick. Probably around eight inches and growing even longer. I grabbed his thick, heavy dick and rubbed it on mine. He closed his eyes once more. His head tilted down. Was it resignation or just the moment? I didn't know.
He stopped rubbing my nipples and I moved my other hand to stroke his low-hangers. He was dripping pre-cum. I trailed my finger across his buttocks and he stiffened immediately.
"Stop?" I inquired. He said nothing. Then he nodded... no. His butt seemed to be appreciating the sensation.
I tickled his hole with a light stroke of my cock. He closed his eyes and took a breath. Then I bent down and licked his nipple. [End of paraphrase]
As soon as he pressed his unevenly haired face to my bearded one, I licked his hard nipple. As I gently nipped it, he experienced a massive throb throughout his whole body. I immediately sensed his penis growing hard, and considered that he might ejaculate.
Suddenly, he yelled, "STOP!"
My movements stopped. I stepped away, startled.
"I gotta cum, man. I'm going to explode!"
I got down on my knees and took almost all of his cock in one swift motion, and began sucking it hard.
"NGAaaahhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH!" he moaned.
I continued swallowing. With each pulse he pushed in, he sent thick wads into my mouth. After about a minute, I'd consumed all of him. His penis was deflated, but not returned to its original size yet. He leaned against the wall as the water streamed over him.
"Holeeeee fuuuuuuuck..." he breathed. I lightly touched the area between his legs. He twitched, quite visibly.
"Stop. Stop."
Then he looked down at my erect penis.
"I don't know how to suck dick," he admitted. "But I'll make you cum. Tell me how."
Puzzled, I considered his words.
"Rub your dick on my butthole," I instructed him. He smiled, then looked back at my arousal.
"Bend over. Faggot."
The tip of his cock touched my moist crack. Then he aligned it before thrusting slowly. He held it in both hands as he circled it around.
Realizing I was nearing climax, I grabbed my cock and started tugging on it. My desire was overwhelming - it had been too long since my last orgasm. I thought, I'm in a stall right now with Ocho's large penis attempting to penetrate me. This isn't quite paradise, but it's as good as it gets, I considered, as I attempted to get off.
Perhaps sensing my arousal, Ocho's dick began to become hard. The head began pushing forward.
"Use soap!" I urged him. He pulled away and applied some. I bent over again.
This time, he truly went all the way in. He pushed more, then pulled back. He repeated this, and my opening invited him in further.
"Aww fuck man. I'm fucking your fag ass. Gonna do it. Gotta fuck your slut faggot asshole!" Ocho grunted loudly.
I pushed back into him, stopping him just as the incredible stretching pain ceased. His thrusting was lessened.
"Fuck yeah. That's some hot fag ass!" he yelled. His pace was then increased and he pierced me. My buttocks trembled in succession.
I could feel the pulsating deep in my rectum instantly as he heaved and filled me with his semen. Throbbing pulses after each other. Then he paused, but he did not take his penis out. He clung to me tightly.
Then he slowly pulled out, still monopolizing me. He thrust a few times, then his cock just detached from me.
Turning around, I could tell Ocho was in a daze, sporting an inexplicably unfocused demeanor. His chest heaved as he recovered. He reached for my ring piercing and yanked on it painfully. I grabbed my penis and in seconds, sprayed the wall with a great deal of semen. Then I paused, and he did as well.
I looked up at him. "Nice fag pussy, Joe."
He turned and started rinsing himself. I watched him wash his penis. Then, as if reacting to something, he excitedly jerked off. Another semen load hit the wall and was immediately washed away by the water.
"Not bad." he chuckled while retrieving a towel.
I nodded. Not bad.
* * *
On Tuesday, it was as if the previous events never took place. I had planned to get these horses cleaned, stabled, and prepared for the riding exhibition. Elise, the daughter of one of the horse owners, had arrived to train.
Elise was blonde, attractive, and 20 years old. She was a competent rider. She often became chilly due to the cold weather. I raised the barn's salamander heater, to keep her content.
Elise was also yearning for some physical intimacy. She sought my attention, twice. I supposed she might have assumed I was straight, or simply taken by my jeans. She avoided Steve but seemed more interested in Ocho. From my observations, this seems to be a "bad boy" attraction.
Bizarrely, he hid in the garage, working on one of the tractors, changing the oil. Meanwhile, she was upset, mainly scrolling through her phone in a costly motorboat parked beside the main house. She hardly came out of it, except to ride. I had no objections.
Her enthusiasm for cleaning the barn and stables became unmatched. Ocho would come to help.
By the end of the third day of her visit, I was exhausted. But I also had a certain anticipation.
A routine evolved, where I'd take a shower after Ocho and I cleaned up, primarily to discover and explore his body. Countless nights a week he'd chip in. We'd disrobe in front of each other, placing our clothes in front of the washer.
Naked in the showers, I identified his sensitive spots - his nipples. I found numerous ways to stimulate them, breaching any barriers he held. I received two loads of semen from his thick, long penis. The initial one was effortless. The second wasn't exactly a struggle either. However, he was done once achieved. See you later.
Yesterday, we were in the shower. I suggested licking his anus.
This concept horrified Ocho. "That's unsanitary. Then you'd want me to insert it, and I don't want that," he remarked. He still desired sex with me. Called me his "gay slave".
The idea I implanted in his mind flourished throughout the day.
As Eloise made her way back to her expensive boat, he turned and stared, displaying an assertive demeanor.
"You said you wanted to lick my ass," he spat out, attempting to portray it as his idea. "I cleaned it for you because I'm a good guy. Your tongue is about to get a workout, faggot,"
Fine by me.
We were stripping, preparing for our almost daily sexual encounters, influencing us to accomplish chores early. I had hauled a covered plastic cushion into the shower. It made washing up easy and allowed Ocho to penetrate me while resting on it. Alternatively, I'd sit on his large penis and bounce until one of us climaxed.
The first of many shocking moves occurred when my tongue almost brushed his soapy anus, in between his hairless cheeks. If his nipples were delicate, I lucked out. I'd never heard a man moan like that. Steve would be masturbating at the house, and Eloise would be performing her own activities in that substantial RV. They referred to it as a "caravan".
Yet my mind was concentrated on Ocho's moans. He didn't mind when I inserted a finger in his hole and then my tongue.
"Ohhhhh keep feasting on my ass, you perverted fag...," he moaned, repeating it. I stroked his penis a few times. It was rock hard. I took his testicles gently in my mouth and moved back to his anus. Did I want to penetrate him? Perhaps. I had pictured doing so in my thoughts.
I stood up and started working on his nipples again. I gently pulled on his skin with my fingers. Moving behind him, I began massaging his delts. I let my cock rub against his anus. His shoulders started to crumble. I stroked his backside close to his anus. Then I found it with my penis head.
Ocho yelped, startled from his lustful trance.
"No! Don't do that. You can lick it, but you cannot penetrate it," he snapped. He seemed angry. Suddenly, it all took place in approximately five seconds.
I started to approach Eloise. Her smile widened. This was some sort of game to her. She sprinted away like a bullet, her clinking riding boots making a lot of noise and reduced her speed. I grabbed her by the back office. She wriggled but didn't resist. I seized her phone and started heading back to the shower. She giggled the entire way. I was careful not to slip, carrying a slipping woman over my shoulders.
Positioning her against the wall, I pushed her back with my palm. She didn't resist. In fact, she seemed highly aroused.
Her fingerprint was necessary. I grabbed her right hand and pressed it against the phone till it detected her.
I located it effortlessly. There it was, Ocho's huge penis halfway down my throat, two naked men dripping wet. It was an enticing photo.
"What do you plan to do with that photo, Eloise?"
"Pervert! Pervert on you two! Naked! Big cocks!!!"
Hmmm...
A plan was in place.
"We're flattered. Right, Ocho?" He looked frightened. He nodded his head up and down.
"I'm sorry. These are private moments for the cowboys. We can't let you see that. I deleted it and emptied her trash."
Eloise pouted. She was also turned on. Then she grabbed my penis.
"Are you interested in joining in?"
"FUCK YES!!!"
"Strip. We'll let you play. Then you can leave and return to your RV."
She nodded her head in agreement, surprised by the sudden turn of events.
I removed her expensive riding boots. The rest was relatively easy. There she stood, blonde hair in pigtails, slender hips, small freckled breasts, and a small tuft of blonde pubic hair. It was cold. I led her towards the shower, where it was much warmer and steamy.
Ocho was still anxious. He didn't know what my plan was.
"Kneel down, Eloise." She was so excited that she was almost trembling. Naked. Eyes ablaze.
"Say that you have no reservations about the sex that you're about to have."
She looked at me, her eyes wide open.
"Tell us."
"Oh fuck! Do me!!!"
"Suck Ocho's dick." He looked at me with a confused expression. I gave him a wink. He glanced down at the short blonde. She lifted his large cock, holding it gently, looked at it, and then into his eyes, opened her mouth, and slowly swallowed him. Ocho looked at me with a stunned expression. Then he pushed his hips forward. She was licking his cockhead.
I stood next to him and pushed my penis beside his. She tried to stretch her mouth to accommodate both. Then she began alternating between us.
Reaching behind him, I lightly rubbed his anus. He stared at me for a while, suppressing a moan. Then he began pushing my ass as well, as Eloise switched between our penises. Ocho was beaming with joy, not quite understanding what he was witnessing.
She had good endurance for a while. Then she slowed down.
"Ocho, make her wet with your tongue. She'll need lube when you fuck her." His expression was one of shock.
But he did it. He got behind her on his knees and began licking her vagina. I stood and let her nurse on my penis. She was eager, despite her teeth. I got down on my knees, making the angles better. The stall was almost entirely covered in steam.
"Eloise, are you on the pill?"
She pulled off my penis and nodded her head up and down seriously.
"Can you accommodate a large penis?"
"YES!!!" She exclaimed.
"Your eyes may be bigger than your vagina." Ocho looked at me as if I had given him a birthday present. His cockhead is small. And then... you get to the thick shaft.
"Fuck her."
She prepared herself, her rear raised up. Ocho just inserted it a little bit. I watched the expression on her face change to surprise, and when he pushed in more, more surprise, until the last three inches were making their way inside her.
This "What the living fuck?" expression took over her face. He hadn't quite gone all the way in. I think he had reached the end and didn't want to hurt her.
"Is this what you wanted, Eloise?"
"OMG, that's a big cock!" She whimpered, then she shuddered.
I stepped back a little and leaned down, wrapping my mouth around his shaft.
"You dirty gay boy!" he chuckled. I licked his shaft for a minute, then looked up at him. He was grinning wildly, thoroughly enjoying himself. Stretching Eloise with his large dick with the sensation of my tongue. He was fucking her, and she moaned softly.
Naughty as I am, I squatted down and, as he watched, began licking her anus. This caused an almost instant jolt in Eloise, who moaned out loudly.
"Fuck!" she yelled and shook violently.
I paused for a few seconds. Then I did it again.
"Ahhhhh NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed the girl. Ocho had pulled her backwards towards him. All but the last centimeter vanished as she violently shook. Then his eyes closed. I reached behind him and tickled his anus and I felt his hole start clenching. He was squirting....
Everything came to a halt. The girl was panting heavily, her back flushed red, her buttocks twitching. Ocho swallowed hard and pulled his cock out of her. Immediately, I bent down and cleaned it of cum. There was a lot of it. Then I licked her, getting more of it. She twitched and moaned. I obtained a few drops from Ocho, then more from the girl.
Ocho shifted back. I aligned my erect penis at her stretched, dripping vagina and pushed in. It was slick and not too tightly gripping. I grabbed her hips and thrust her onto my member. This felt pleasurable. It was very different.
Then I felt Ocho's finger on my butt. My whole body tensed, but I no longer made an effort to restrain myself and felt my penis swell until I was ejaculating a vast amount of semen.
....into her pussy. The last time I did that was twenty years ago, when I was nineteen.
The girl was lying face-down on the mat, her arms stretched out above her head, her pigtails splayed. She was panting heavily. I pulled my penis back and removed it. I felt dizzy. I proceeded to the showerhead and washed my penis. Tried to wash the vagina from it. Don't ask why.
I turned towards the girl. She was still there.
Ocho and I picked her up and took her to the shower. She was disoriented. We washed her, gently. Ocho was gentle and thorough, even washing her feet. I realized his penis was getting hard again.
She seemed to regain consciousness, becoming more alert. What little makeup she had on was gone.
She reached for the taps and switched them all off. There we were, two cowboys and a naked Western Rider. She looked at us.
"You guys are VICIOUS!" I looked at Ocho, then we looked back at her. We hadn't said anything.
"But I LOVED IT! I FUCKING LOVED IT!!!" she exclaimed. She walked out of the shower room and put her clothes back on, groaning.
"FUCK!!!" she yelled at us, a pained expression as she put her boots on. I grabbed a towel, then Ocho did. We walked into the corridor. I was about to grab my fresh clothing pile when she stopped me, bent over and kissed my penis, then Ocho's.
She turned around and held up her phone.
Then she put it in her back pocket.
"JUST KIDDING!!!"
We watched her walk away. Ocho and I watched her bounce her buttocks a bit awkwardly as she turned the corner. We heard the door slam.
"Damn, man! That was FREAKING UNIQUE!"
Yes, it was.
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