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The following story deals with consensual sex between an adult and a minor. If watersports, mansmells and scat are offensive to you or if you are under the age of eighteen, STOP HERE!
Milking Cowboy By Rim4you
Prologue
His name was Jeff and he came to work on my Dad's sprawling dairy farm in the rolling hills of Wisconsin, appearing out of nowhere one hot, steamy summer day in July. I was sixteen-years-old at the time. Little did I realise how Jeff's arrival would awaken in me those dark secrets and desires that I so often fantasized about as I lay in my bed at night slowly stroking my throbbing cock.
Thoughts, so perverted and depraved, at least I thought they were, that I would never be able to reveal to another the lusful cravings I held secretly within the recesses of my mind. That is, until Jeff came along and opened up for me a world of pleasure which beforehand only lurked within my dreams and fantasies.
I came to call him "Cowboy," moreso because of his muscular physique which seemd to engulf his skin tight jeans and white t-shirt, which, along with his trade mark wide brimmed, black cowboy hat and boots, the name "Cowboy" fit him well. He was, as I was soon to discover, every inch the cowboy that his masculinity exuded.
My name is Brian and this is my story ...
Chapter 1
I couldn't sleep. It was too hot to sleep. Frankly, I was too hot and not from the heat of a humid, summer night. Rather, from the heat swelling up from between my legs sending jolts of pleasure throughout my young body. Sweat trickled down my brow onto the pillow. I could feel the clamy wetness of my armpits, heavy with perspiration. My smooth chest glistened with beads of sweat in the moonlight which filtered through my bedroom window.
Hooking my thumbs into the elastic waistband of my briefs, I tugged them down and off. I clasped my sweat dampened briefs in my hand. Lifting my head off from the pillow, I gazed down at my crotch to my rigid, erect cock which jutted straight up from my body, throbbing and jerking with a life all its own having been released from the confines of my underwear. I smiled at the sight of my cock.
For a sixteen-year-old teenage boy I had nothing to be ashamed of. The hard manual labor on my Dad's farm had toned my body into a smooth, muscular frame with good definition. Rising between my legs was my pride and joy. My special buddy who gave me immense pleasure whenever I wrapped my hand around its eight inches of veiny thickness. Yes. I'm vain! I measured my cock one day out of curiousity.
Now on this hot summer night as I slid my hand over my sweaty chest towards my pulsing cock, my thoughts turned towards Jeff, cowboy, and my mind wandered deeper and deeper into that pit of eroticism and fantasy of the two of us engaging in those most private of acts shared between two men.
I moaned with delight as my hand caressed my aching, throbbing cock. I shivered with lust as I brought my sweaty briefs up to my face and inhaled the aromas captured within the material. A musky fragrance of cock and ball sweat ripened with the secretions of piss and cum. Heady with the traces of asshole which streaked the seat of my briefs in a wondrous shade of brown. All of these individual crotch scents mingled together into one pungent aroma which swirled up my nostrils causing me to groan with pleasure. Pleasure with the scent of my week long worn briefs and with the sensations, those bursts of electrifying tingles coming from my cock as my hand stroked it up and down. My furry balls too, bounced up and down with each tug that I gave my cock. I gyrated my ass upon the mattress beneath me as if welcoming an instrument of pleasure within my sweaty hole.
"Cowboy! Cowboy!" I sighed softly, inhaling more deeply the ripe fragrances from my dirty underwear.
Jeff, the cowboy, was the object of my lust crazed fantasies. Tonight's fantasy was no different from that of the past week. It always centered around the cowboy after a long, grueling day in the blistering summer sun. His body dripping with sweat and my desire when gazing upon him to smell every inch of him and to savor with my tongue the saltiness of his sweat.
The underwear that I held to my face as I masturbated served as the focal point of my craving to smell and taste Cowboy.
"Fuck! Fuck!" I moaned, as I sucked the heavily skid marked seat of my briefs into my mouth, adding to my growing fantasy that I was tasting Cowboy's ripe, tangy asshole. Did my mind dare to sink deeper into the pit of depravity that I was conjuring up?
I slid my hand down my aching shaft which was slick with the oozing of copious pre-cum. Further down, gliding over the base of my cock to capture my hefty ball sack in my hand and give it a firm tug. The furry, sweaty orbs felt good in my hand and the slight jolts of pain that I inflicted upon myself, pulling on my balls, caused me to arch my back off from the mattress and my mouth gape wide open beneath the fetid material of my briefs.
Still further my wandering hand descended into the hairy, sweaty cleft of my ass. My fingers swirled over and then probed my twitching asshole. First one, then two fingers slipped into the moist cavern.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" I groaned. "Fuck me, Cowboy! Ram your big dick up my dirty-boy hole! Fuck me nasty, Cowboy! Fuck me raunchy!"
Over and over I sighed and moaned my obscenities towards the imagined figure of Cowboy hovering over me with my legs draped over his powerful shoulders while he pounded his cock in and out of my hungry, dirty asshole!
Short of bringing myself to an explosive ejaculation merely by finger fucking my hole, I brought my dirty fingers up under the briefs draped over my face. Placing my fingers under my nose I paused and then drew in a deep breath.
"Cowboy!" I whispered, as the rank, foul stench of my asshole swirled up my nostrils. I rubbed my fingers over my upper lip all the while inhaling my stink and feeling a gooey, pasty substance on the smooth skin directly under my flaring nostrils.
I was sinking deeper into the realm of my deepest and most darkest desires. A world wherein the most disgusting acts became ultimate pleasure.
"Mmmmmm!" I moaned, smacking my lips as I slid my raunchy fingers into my mouth and feasted upon the bitter, tangy sludge that coated my fingers. The pasty slime I swirled along the inner lining of my mouth. I took absolute delight in what I was doing, savoring the shit taste in my mouth, taking pleasure in an act considered disgusting and undesirable.
I wanted more pleasure. I wanted to bring myself to the height of my depraved and perverted feelings. Flinging my briefs aside I gasped and bolted upright into a kneeling position on my bed. I sucked furiously on my nasty fingers thoroughly soaking them with saliva so I could drive them once more into my filthy asshole.
As I paused my fingers at my quivering hole, I turned my head towards my bedroom window. From my kneeling position on my bed I gazed out into the darkened night. Something caught my attention. I glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It was well past one o'clock in the morning. In the distance I could see a shadowy figure approaching the door to the barn. My heart skipped a beat. Who would be going into the barn in the dead of night?
Intrigued, I rose from the bed and gazed out of my bedroom window. Indeed the figure slipped silently into the barn. Slipping into a pair of levis and sneakers I quietly stole out of the house into the warm, humid night and made my way towards the barn.
Chapter 2
Quiet as a church mouse I entered the barn. A slight sound, the distinct sound of footsteps could be heard ahead and above coming from the hayloft. I made my way towards the ladder and slowly climbed each rung not knowing what I would discover once my head peered over the floor boards of the loft.
The footsteps stopped. I froze. Then came a rustling sound. Cautiously I peaked over the edge of the ladder into the hayloft. My heart began to beat wildly. My cock began to swell back to life again.
There ahead of me stood Jeff. His back was towards me. In the faint light of the moon which crept into the hayloft was the object, the man of my deepest desires. But what was he doing here at this hour of the night, alone in the hayloft? Jeff had a nice room at his disposal. Why was he here?
I watched wide eyed and lust crazed as Jeff placed his cowboy hat down on a bale of hay. Then in one quick motion he pulled his white t-shirt up and over his head and tossed it aside revealing his naked upper body. From the motions of his arms I could tell that he was running his hands over his chest, pausing at what I knew where his nipples and then escaping from his lips a long, drawn out sigh.
I bit my lip to prevent my own sighs from escaping. As I continued to watch, Jeff bent himself at the waist, the tight material of his jeans streatching over the full mounds of his ass. One by one, Jeff tugged his boots off and tossed them aside. They hit the floor with a thud. I shuddered as Jeff yanked and then stepped out of his jeans, now completely naked except for the white socks on his feet.
The man of my depraved fantasies was stunning in his nudity. Turning slightly so I could catch a glimpse of his rising dick, Jeff ran his hand over the mounds of his creamy white butt and his fingers disappeared into the trench. Jeff moaned. Obviously he had found an object of pleasure. With one hand he stroked a long, thick shaft. With the other he seemed to be probing the depths of his ass crack. Without missing a stroke on his cock Jeff raised the hand that had been caressing his ass and placing his fingers under his nose, he drew in a deep breath.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Jeff sighed. "Fuckin' stink! Manstink!"
I didn't know how much longer I could stand in this precarious position on the ladder without making a move or a sound to draw Jeff's attention towards me. I wanted to reach down to my throbbing cock to free it from the confines of my levis but that was out of the question. One wrong move on my part and I would tumble off of the ladder!
Again Jeff turned. This time completely facing me but with closed eyes. His hand slowly pumping on his cock, his nose still sniffing the fingers he held up under his nostrils.
Jeff arched his back slightly thrusting his cock as it were towards me. I licked my lips with desire. Slowly, Jeff eased up on his stroking and aimed his cock up towards his stomach.
"Oh yeah!" Jeff moaned, as he let loose a stream of piss which soared high into the air and splashed upon his muscular, hairy chest. Jeff swirled his hand over his chest working the golden nectar onto his chest hairs. Piss cascaded down his chest and flowed down his legs into a puddle on the floor. Suddenly the piss stream came to a halt.
Jeff's eyes flew open. In a flash his eyes met mine. I was excited yet terrefied. Now what? Should I bolt down the ladder and make a mad dash for the door? Although these thoughts ran through my mind I couldn't bring myself to move. I froze, my eyes riveted upon the cowboy.
"See something you want, Brian?" Jeff asked, in a soft, gutteral voice.
I gulped hard. No word escaped my lips. I could only bring myself to clumsily nod my head.
Slowly, Jeff began to walk towards me. With every step he took, his thick tool bobbed up and down. Stopping at the edge of the loft, Jeff placed his hands on his hips. Gazing down at me he smiled seductively.
"Well?" Jeff asked.
"I ... uh ..." I stammered.
Holding tightly onto the uppermost rung of the ladder I gazed up into Jeff's piercing eyes. Tilting my head back I opened my mouth wide.
"That's more like it, boy!" Jeff snapped. "I know what you fuckin' want! You want me to piss in your fuckin' toilet mouth, don't you boy?"
I nodded my head again.
"Say it boy! Tell me what you want!"
"Please, Cowboy!" I gasped. "Please piss in my mouth!"
"Why should I fuckin' piss in your mouth, boy?"
"Cowboy! Please! I want your piss. I need your fuckin' piss!"
Jeff leaned his head forward and hocked up a wad of spit which he hurled into my open mouth.
"There's your fuckin' appitizer, boy! How's it feel to have a man spit in your fuckin' mouth?"
"Thank you, Cowboy!" I gasped, feeling the wad of spit slide down my throat. "It feels great having you spit down my toilet throat!"
Jeff snickered as he curled his lips back into a wicked grin. Curling his fingers around his thick cock he aimed it towards my open mouth and let fly the remainder of his piss.
The strong, warm, rank necter filled my mouth and spilled out of the corners of my lips and ran down my neck.
"Drink piss, boy! Fuckin' drink Cowboy's man piss!"
I swallowed hard and fast as my mouth quickly filled up again with Jeff's rancid juice. Dropping to his knees and spreading his legs wide, Jeff reached out and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face forward.
"That's it, fucker!" Jeff hissed, "suck on my pissing cock! Wrap those tender lips of yours around my big cock and suck the fuckin' piss outta me!"
My throat made gurgling noises as I sucked on Jeff's cock while at the same time I drank his piss. When the gushing stream began to trickle, Jeff pulled his dick out of my mouth and shot the last spurts of his golden juice all over my face.
"Now get your ass up here, boy!" Jeff practically barked, as he rose to his feet and walked towards a bale of hay. Throwing a burlap bag over it he lay down and drew his legs up towrds his chest, exposing his hairy ass trench and puckering asslips.
"Fuck!" I gasped, quickly bounding into the hayloft and stripping my levis off.
"Fuckin' nice piece of meat for a sixteen-year-old!" Jeff said, smiling. "Now show me how you make that big dick of yours feel good."
Spreading my legs apart, I reached down and wrapped my hand around my hard shaft and began to stroke.
"Yeah! That's it, boy! Play with your cock! Yeah! Make that pisshole of yours ooze that cock snot!"
I listened to Jeff's demands. Pulling and squeezing on my cock until a thread of clear fluid dripped out of my pisshole and spiraled its way to the floor.
"Fuck yeah, boy! Fuckin' play with that cock. Feels fuckin' good, don't it?"
"Yes." I whispered. My eyes glassy with lust and my tongue licking my lips sweeping all the traces of Jeff's piss into my mouth.
"Turn around and bend over. I wanna see your fuckhole! Don't stop strokin', boy!"
As I began to turn around I could see Jeff, his legs still pulled towards his chest, reach down to finger his asshole. Bending over I thrust my ass back towards him exposing the most private part of my body to him. My butthole.
"Keepin' your ass kind of dirty there, aren't you fucker?" Jeff snarled.
"Yes!" I moaned, with the pleasure I was giving myself through masturbation and the idea that I was revealing myself to this man without hesitation. "I like having a dirty ass, Cowboy! It turns me on!"
"Yeah? You like keeping your asshole all shitty and stink?"
"Yes! Yes!" I moaned. "If I can, Cowboy, I don't wipe my ass after I take a shit."
"You're a fuckin' dirty boy alright! I can see shit slopped all over your hole! Finger that dirty asshole of yours, boy! Get that finger up your stink shithole!"
Jeff's filthy talk and instructions was turning me on more and more. As I had done earlier, I coated two fingers with spit. Reaching behind me I sought my butthole.
"Fuck! Fuck!" I groaned, as I shoved my fingers deep into my hole.
"That's it, boy!" Jeff whispered, "finger your dirty hole! Feel something up there you like?"
"Yeah! I feel shit, Cowboy!"
"Yeah? You feel your warm shit up your ass? Your stinking shit, huh?"
"Yes! It feels so good. I can feel my nasty shit up my ass, Cowboy!"
"Dig for shit, boy! Dig deep! I wanna see shit on your fingers!"
As I drove my fingers up my filthy hole, I ground my ass downward so I could swallow as much of my fingers as I could.
"Oh yeah! Lookin' real good there, boy! I can see shit sloppin' outta your hole! Fuck! I can smell your fuckin' nasty ass from here! Yeah! Play with that dirty hole of yours!"
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" I sighed. "I love playing with my filthy, shitty hole!"
"You like playin' in shit, boy?"
"Yes! Yes! I love the smell of shit! I love making myself dirty with my stinking shit! Fuck!"
"Come here, boy!" Jeff hollered, "let me show you what a man does with shitty fingers."
I stood up and turned walking towards Jeff slowly, still stroking my cock. Still fingering my asshole.
"Get those fingers outta your ass and stick 'em under my nose! Fuckin' cop me a whiff of your boy stink!"
I held my shit coated fingers under Cowboy's nose and watched and listened as this strapping hunk of a man, sniffed my filth covered fingers.
"Ah fuck!" Cowboy yelled, driving his own fingers up his asshole and sniffing wildly at my fingers. "Fuckin' stink, boy! Fuckin' sti ..."
Before he could finish the word, Jeff's lips wrapped around my fingers and sucked into his mouth the putrid filth from my asshole.
"Mmmmmm!" Jeff moaned, as he sucked greedily. "Fuckin' good tasting shit!"
I couldn't believe what this man was doing. Here it was that I had fantasized about this very moment and now fantasy was becoming a reality. My knees began to tremble. I felt that at any given moment I would crash to the floor.
Looking down at Jeff's throbbing cock, I watched as he lubed his shaft with the brown sludge he pulled out of his hole. I sniffed the air to detect his ass scent.
"Looks like you need something to sit on, boy! Wanna sit on my cock, boy? Wanna make Cowboy's big cock feel real fuckin' good?"
Jeff lowerd his legs and planted them firmly on the floor on either side of the bale of hay. Stroking his cock, now coated with shit, he coaxed me.
"I know you want it, boy! I've been watchin' you watchin' me ever since I came here. You want my big cock up your filthy, shitty boy cunt. Yeah! You wanna get fucked by a cowboy stud! Well come on, boy. Here's your chance. Get down here and suck on my stink cock! Get it all juiced up so I can fuck the shit outta you!"
I sunk to my knees. Leaning over him I buried my face into his sweaty, smelly crotch. The pungent aroma of his shitty cock and the heavy muskiness of his crotch intoxicated me as I opened my mouth and began sucking furiously on his dirty cock. I groaned as the ripe, raw flavor of his shit filled my mouth.
"That's it, fucker! Suck Cowboy's nasty cock! Feels so fuckin' good. Suck! Suck my shitty cock! Then I'm gonna give you the ride of your life!"
"Please!" I moaned, slopping and slobbering alll over his dick.
"Please what?" Jeff moaned, thrusting his hips upward, fucking my mouth.
"Please fuck me, Cowboy! Please shove this big cock up my boy pussy! Fuck the shit out of me!"
"Let me get that ass of yours lubed up, boy! Sit on my face so I can get it nice and wet."
I rose to my feet and positioned my ass over Cowboy's face. He took several deep wiffs of my dirty ass before he reached up and grabbed me by the waist and pulled my spread ass cheeks onto his face. I thought I was going to lose it all at the moment his wet tongue made contact with my slimey asshole.
"Oh fuck!" I moaned, rocking my ass back and forth on his probing tongue.
He tongued my hole deeply for what seemed like an eternity sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout my body. Then he pushed me up.
"Fuckin' nasty ass!" Jeff moaned.
I looked down at Jeff's face and mouth soiled with my filth. I smiled and leaning down towards him, I kissed him deeply. He returned my kiss with an equal passion. Our tongues swirled and danced within each other's mouths passing between one another our shitty saliva.
As we kissed, I swung my body up and over Jeff's. I slid my ass down towards his cock all the while pulling my ass cheeks wide apart until I felt the mushroom head of his cock at my twitching pucker.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh!" I groaned, as Jeff guided the engourged head of his dick into my hungry, sucking hole.
"Oh yeah!" Jeff sighed. "Fuckin' swallow that dick. I wanna churn that brown fudge you got up that ass of yours, boy!"
Was it greed or was it lust? Perhaps it was a combination of both as I broke our deep, wet kiss and flung myself upward and impaled myself upon Cowboy's hard cock.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yelled and panted breathlessly as the initial pain mixed with pleasure jolted my body as Jeff lunged his hips upwards to bury his cock completely up my ass.
Reaching up, he planted both hands squarely upon my shoulders and pushed the full weight of my body onto his dick as his ass fell back upon the bale of hay.
"Yeah, fucker!" Jeff hollered, "ride my cowboy dick! Ride my cock with that sloppy, shitty ass of yours! Wrap those asslips around my cock and ride, boy!"
I felt so filled, so stuffed as never before. My ass packed full of shit and Jeff's cock churning away up my shitter. I was delirious with lust as I began to bounce up and down on Jeff's mammoth shaft. As I pulled myself upwards I could feel the pasty slime from my ass on Jeff's cock. On the downward plunge, when my ass hit the thick base, I felt the wonderful sensation of my shit oozing out of my hole and painting Jeff's pubic bush wih it.
"That's it, fucker! Fuckin' shit it out, boy! Give me your stinkin' shit! Fuckin' pig! Yeah! Suck my cock with your filthy boy cunt! Fuck! Fuck!"
Jeff met my bouncing ass with deep thrusts of his own, sending my filth spewing out of my hole and onto his balls.
"Fuckin' shittin' on my balls now, boy! Rub that shit on my nuts! Get 'em stink and dirty!"
I reached behind me for the pasty, smelly shit and coated Cowboy's hairy balls with it.
"Yeah! Yank on my shitty balls, boy!"
I grabbed Cowboy's ball sack and gave it several hard tugs. He groaned with pleasure.
"Harder! Pull on those nuts!"
I yanked harder. With each hard tug on his balls, Jeff slammed his cock deep into my ass.
"Gonna fuckin' shoot my load up your stinkin' boy pussy! Keep yankin' on my balls, fucker! Make me fuckin' explode up your hungry asshole!"
"Fuck me, Cowboy! Fuck me! Rape my dirty hole! Fuckin' cum up my filthy ass, man! Shoot it! Fuckin' cream my ass!"
"Fuck! Fuck! Gonna fuckin' spooge! Gonna ...aaaaaarrrrrrgggggghhhhhh! Shit! Shit!" Jeff yelled.
I screamed with pleasure as Jeff ejaculated strongly, furiously pounding my fist up and down my throbbing, dripping dick.
"Fuckin' cum in my mouth, boy! Shoot that sweet jizz in my fuckin' mouth!"
"You want it, fucker?" I panted, bringing myself closer and closer to orgasm. "Open your fuckin' pig mouth, Cowboy! Here it comes! Take it, pig! Fuckin' take my cum motherfucker!"
As Jeff opened his mouth wide, my pisser spewed rope after rope of creamy cum into his mouth. I colappsed on top of him wiggling my ass onto his cock, refusing to let him pull out.
"Now just you relax, boy." Jeff whispered, licking the cum from his lips. "Cowboy's gonna give you an added treat."
"Huh?" I gasped, pressing my lips to his, kissing him and together swapping back and forth between each other's mouths my thick, creamy cum.
I moaned when I felt a new feeling of fullness within my ass.
"Like the way I'm pissin' up your ass?"
"Fuck yeah!" I moaned.
"Oh yeah! Gettin' that asshole of yours real sloppy now, boy!"
When Jeff had filled my ass with his warm piss, I squeezed my asscheeks together tightly so as not to lose one drop of his nectar. Slowly, Jeff eased his cock out of my hole. It emerged with a wet, slurping, sucking sound.
"Now let me up."
I climbed off of Jeff and stood wondering what he wanted next. Hopping off of the bale of hay, Jeff sat down on the floor. Leaning against the bale he motioned me towards him. Taking his shit covered cock in his hand he began strokng it again.
"Come over here," he whispered, softly.
I walked towards him stopping between his outstreatched legs.
"Turn around and bend over. I want you to spray me with the slop from your ass! Do it!"
The idea of what Cowboy wanted me to do excited me. My cock sprang back to life. Bending over, my ass less than a foot away from him, I relaxed completely and surrendered to the release I so badly needed.
A ripe, wet, juicy fart blasted from my well fucked hole. As I glanced back I could see the mixture of shit and piss, now more like diarreah, flying out of my asshole and splattering onto Jeff's face and hairy chest.
"Yeah!" Jeff hollered, "Fuckin' fart that ass slop all over me! Fuckin' stink man! Fuckin' dirty!"
With each grunt, I pushed and sent blast after blast of my stinking wet filth all over Jeff.
"Fuckin' stinkin' you up real good now, Cowboy!" I yelled.
Swinging around I approached Jeff even closer and lowered my body against his, smeaing the stinking slime between us. With a final gush of filth pouring out of my asshole, once more I sat down on Jeff's rock hard cock.
Jeff chuckled as his cock snaked its way back up my hole and I rubbed my butt slop slop all over his face and chest.
"Think I'm gonna like the fringe benefits of this job, Brian!" Jeff said.
"Oh yeah!" I sighed. "So will I, Cowboy! Now fuck me dirty again!"
Epilogue
Two years have passed and Jeff still treats me to the delights of his cock and his asshole too. The barn is our favorite place, especially the hayloft.
Were we ever caught? Well, suffice it to say we were observed in the same manner one night in much the same way that I had discovered Jeff.
"Mind if I join you boys?"
"If Jeff dosen't mind, I don't ... Dad!"
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