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“A’ight then.”
Joel stood on one leg to get off his boot, then the other, and Damon yelled, “Dance for us, boy! We wanna watch a striptease.”
“Oh, hell, I dunno how!”
“Do it,” I hollered, then Damon and I went to one of the tables and took down the chairs that were resting on top to sit and watch our boy stripping.
For not thinking he could do it, Joel wiggled his ass as he danced around on that stage, turning to us briefly to give us a taste of how sweet his ass looked up there. When he was down to his underwear, he pushed them down, then brought them back, teasing us.
Finally, he turned around to face the back of the stage and bent over to give us a nice show of the briefs coming down. Watching that ass be exposed, it lit my body like nothing else could, and once he was naked, he continued the dance until the song faded. “Come down here, boy,” I called and whispered to Damon, “Get one of the dildos I brought, and the lube, please? They’re behind the bar.”
“I knew you were up to something! You old dog, okay, you got it.”
Damon came back with one of the dildos. I’d brought two, both with great suction cups on the bottoms to secure them to a surface. When Joel got to me, I held his face softly, kissing his top lip, bottom lip, each corner of his mouth, quietly seducing him, bringing him out of his head.
Joel was insistent, wanting a deeper kiss, but I held his face firmly, taking my time. “I’m going to take you over here and have some fun with you.”
“Wha…?”
He was becoming pliant, eased, and I took him fully into my arms, feeling his heart beating against me, feeling his warmth. “You’re a very good boy, Joel. I’m so fucking proud of you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Come with me.”
I led him over to the spring horses but passed them to get to the one bull. It was a cartoon, like the mural, cheesy grin, blunted white horns over his brown face.
I’d ordered the largest size they had, which wasn’t a lot bigger than those in parks, but big enough for a man Joel’s size. I pointed to the bull and said, “Got that one just for you.”
“Burke, ya can’t be ser’ous.”
“It’s Sir, and I am very serious. Get on it.”
He complained under his breath and turned a nice shade of red after he sat on the thing. He placed his hands on the handles, his feet on the pegs and huffed, “This ‘ere’s jus’ plain embarassin’!”
Damon came over to hand me the dildo and I smiled at the weight of it in my hand. “Get it drenched.”
“Sure thing, babe.”
He covered the thing with lube while Joel watched, lips parted, hands gripping the wooden handled that came out from under the horns. “What ya gonna do wit’ that?”
“You’re going to ride this bull, baby, and while you’re doing that, this is going to be inside you.”
“Hells…bells…”
Damon took the dildo from me and slapped Joel’s thigh. “Sit up, high.”
He did while rolling his eyes, and I grunted to him, “Behave. Rolling your eyes is backtalk.”
“Sorry, Sir,” he said without a bit of remorse.
“I put a crop there under the bar too, Damon. I was debating on using it, since it’ll make this boy’s morning spankings more difficult to bear…but…”
“I’ll get it,” Damon said, and with a definitely skip in his step, he hurried to do just that.
As I helped position Joel over the dildo, Damon was back, smacking the slapper onto his opposite hand. “Get him riding.”
“Sit now, Joel,” I told him as I lined him up with the dildo. He started slowly enough, pushing his hips down as I held the top of the dildo.
