Anthology Cowboys Gay Erotic Tales

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thick, sweat-soaked nipples and slobbered over his hard, sweaty pecs. Ward's eyes rolled back in
their sockets and his drooling tongue flopped out of his mouth as his cock-hungry hole sucked
around Cody's pile-driving cock. "AAAAAH, FUCK ME! FUCK ME, STUD!" he roared.
Some of the cowboys were already shooting their thick loads. Their piss-slits opened wide and
out flew the thick blasts of jizz, splattering on Cody and Ward and drenching them both.
"Yeah, stud!" Cody grunted. "Unnngh, unnngh, unnngh!! I'm fuckin' your ass, buddy. I'm fuckin'
your stinking ass but good!!!" Cody's huge boulder muscles rippled and bulged as his hairy butt
heaved back and forth. He stud-slammed his thick eleven-inch tool in and out of Ward's sweat-
dripping butthole. He shuddered, delirious with lust.
"Awwwww fuck!! Awwwww jeeez!!!" Cody cried. "GONNA SHOOT, STUD! GONNA
FUCKIN' SHOOT!!!"
Cody's blazing eyes bulged, and his hot mouth gaped wide open. His slobbering tongue flopped
out of his mouth as he power-slammed his dick of death up Ward's burning, aching butthole.
"Aaaaaaaargh!!!" Cody bellowed as he slammed forward one last time. He buried his cock to the
root as his hairy, swinging balls smashed against Ward's. Big, scalding cum-spurts pumped up
Ward's jizz-scorched hole. The burning juice sprayed from Cody's stud-nuts, filling Ward's ass.
Ward squirmed, his powerful asshole squeezing the thick root of Cody's cock as it suc-tioned the
hot cum from his bull-nuts.
"UNNGH! UNNNGH! AWWWWWWW FUCK! GODDAMN FUUUUCCCKKK!" Ward
screamed. His cock swelled up and exploded, hurtling thick jets of semen between their bodies.
The frothy hot cum sprayed out like a geyser, spewing all over the place. The cowboys cried
lustily, shooting their huge loads over Cody and Ward and each other until every last one of them
had emptied his hairy nuts and was drenched in a gushing sea of cum.
Cody soon found himself smack in the middle of a circle of savagely horny cowboys furiously
pumping their thick, uncut, vein-pulsing pricks, their faces were contorted with lust. Their cocks
suddenly rose full mast, dribbling thick streams of pre-cum.
"Wanna fuck?" they shouted.
"Fuck, yeah!" Cody howled. "Who's next?"
A WANTED MAN
Dale Chase
It wasn't my intention to become an outlaw, even though I was, in the spring of 1866, taken up by
the Judson gang as they robbed the Mercantile Bank of Abilene, Kansas. Until then I was no
more than a restless young man, having come of age on a local cattle ranch. Had I not been of a
certain nature, I would've remained nothing more than one of the many who lost their money that
fateful day. As it was, my life forever changed.
My monthly pay in hand, I had come to town to spend a goodly amount but not before depositing
some of it at the bank. Dreams of one day going west led me to save my pay, and with each
deposit San Francisco shone before me. As ranch life was steady and therefore of little
excitement, I developed an interest in men famed for their gunplay and spent plenty of time
discharging my weapon at small vermin and other targets about the ranch. When engaged in such
pursuits, I didn't see rabbits or foxes but gunfighters of a most masculine appearance, which may
have contributed to my actions that day at the bank.
There were few people in the Mercantile as most had chosen to visit the courthouse, where a local
man was standing trial for murder. I gave the teller my money, then from behind heard a rush of
footsteps followed by the command, "Throw up your hands!"
I turned to see three men with pistols, faces partly masked by kerchiefs but all with eyes blazing.
Two hurried behind the counter where they gathered up money in canvas bags. The third, who
seemed to be in charge, kept everyone in check and also kept his eyes on me. Despite the
danger or perhaps because of it my prick started to fill. I don't mean to set myself down as
naive or untried, for I wasn't. I'd certainly gotten up to things with men on the ranch. But in this
particular man, the outlaw in charge, I saw something more: the same dark allure I'd attributed to
my imaginary gunslingers. This bandit aroused everything in me, and I was powerless to stop it.
As his cohorts collected their loot, the man and I held a gaze. I enjoyed the fullness between my
legs, and I figured him to be hard, too.
As I stood there with a stiff prick, I spotted a clerk crouched unnoticed in a side doorway, his rifle
aimed at the outlaw who stirred me. Then came the moment when my life forever turned. Without
considering the consequences, I drew my pistol and shot the clerk. The outlaw turned to the
intruder but didn't fire his gun as I'd already done the deed. He looked at me, taking in the gun I
held, and I saw in his eyes a great emotion. But then his cohorts had gathered all the money and
rushed to his side. He motioned for them to leave, then hesitated and looked at me again. I stood [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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