Young Cowboy Part 1 - Sex Stories

Young Cowboy Part 1

... he’d pull it out and let me catch my breath. He must have fucked my face a good ten minutes while his cock was hard, then I felt it start to throb and he told be to swallow every bit of it and slapped me on my face a couple of times. I could taste the salty bitterness when he pulled out a bit, until he pushed forward again and the head of his cock went farther down my throat. After a few more pulses, he slowly withdrew his cock from my mouth and wiped it on the rag he’d used earlier. Then he tied the rag in my mouth again so I had to smell his cum and my ass until he decided what to do next. He walked around behind me and took what was left of my longjohns and tore them into shreds, telling me that was so I wouldn’t be able to run off. Then he pulled me over to a pole and tied my hands behind me and to the pole so he could get some sleep. Well, I couldn’t hardly sit with my ass still throbbing the way it was so I worked at getting those knots undone. I’d dug around in the dirt and straw on the barn floor and found an old nail that was a great help in getting free. I made sure he was sound asleep and made my move. I snuck out of the barn and got my rifle and my bag, then snuck back in and brought a big piece of firewood with me. I shook him a bit to wake him up, then smacked him in the head with the log to make sure he was out cold. I stripped him of all his clothes and burned the Yankee uniform, keeping his extra civilian clothes for myself. I then pulled him outside ...

... completely naked and tied him face down on top of a big tree that had fallen over. I took the rag he’d used on me and tie it around his mouth, then tied his hands together under the log and did the same with his feet. I went back in the barn and got a big handful of wagon grease and put it in a small pail, carrying it back out next to him. I dipped my finger in the grease and wrote “Free Rebel pussy” in big letters on his back. I figured what goes around comes around so I went back in and got that big leather strap and went back outside and started to whippin his bare ass. He woke up howling into that cum filled rag and was tryin everything to get loose. I told him I wasn’t gonna be as nice to him as he was to me, then unbuttoned my fly, straddled the log between his legs and stroked my cock until it was nice and hard. The pail of grease was on the ground next to him but, I figured a little spit would work just fine. I spit onto his asshole, then leaned forward and shoved my whole cock in with one thrust. Man did he squeal like a pig. I was slappin both of his ass cheeks every time I pulled my cock out, and I pulled it all the way out so that each thrust was like a new poke every time. He jumped, squirmed and cussed into that rag the whole time. Any time I’d feel my cock start to throb, I’d just hold it deep inside his ass until it settled down, then I’d start pounding away again. I fucked that yankee for a good hour, cumming three times deep inside him, then pissed on the rag while ...