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Joel was all smiles the entire time but got a little more serious when Rod started on his feet, wrapping the rope around his ankles shockingly fast. As I stood watching, Damon sidled up to me, wrapping his beefy arm around my neck. “That’s a heeler.”
“That’s…we need to hire them for the fucking club.”
“Damn! That’s a great idea!”
Stu was on his wrists, wrapping them as fast, and once he was finished, he threw up his hands like he would in a rodeo arena and gave a yahoo !
Rod threw Joel over to his stomach and started getting his own pants off, and seeing that, Stu followed, and we watched as the two stripped down quickly. I stepped in when they were nearly naked and grabbed the back of Stu’s neck, then slid up my hand into his pretty red locks. “Hold on a minute, boys. Me first, but you two can get my man, Damon, ready with your mouths until it’s his turn.”
I had hold of Stu’s hair and I kissed him to accent my words, reaching to his curved, thin cock to give it a nice stroke, then I tugged his hair until he got on his knees, and I invited Damon to him. “Have at him while I fuck our boy.”
“Y’all are sexy as hell,” Rod groaned as he got next to Stu on the carpet, a couple of sweet pups with their mouths open, tongues hanging waiting for Damon’s cock.
I looked down at Joel, his eyes bright as he smiled at me. “Gonna fuck me?”
“Yeah, but I’m looking at this bed, and I’m about to fuck you really, really hard Joel.”
His eyes rolled back, and the grin faded as he started licking over his lips. “Got-damn!”
“I’m gonna make a lot of noise, banging you on this bed which will bang the bed into the wall, that we’re gonna get kicked out of here. How about I fuck you on the floor?”
I didn’t wait for a response, instead I pulled him to me and picked him up off the bed, holding him in my arms long enough to see him regain his smile. “I love the hell out o’ ya, Burke!”
“I love the hell out of you too, Joel.” I held him like that a second or two longer as I slyly asked, “You don’t mind rug burn?”
“A’ready gonna have rope burn!”
“Good point.”
I laid him on the floor then tore off the blanket from the bed and rolled him over onto it once I placed it on the carpet. He was face down, which was the perfect position and I started discarding my clothes.
The two cowboys were making Damon’s moans come out of him long and gritty, and they were fighting playfully over which one would suck his cock and which would pay attention of Damon’s balls.
After I was free of my clothes, including the “abnormal” T-shirt, I straddled Joel’s thighs and started playing with his ass, to which Damon sneered, “Don’t play with it, fuck it! I’m getting a turn soon!”
“Shut up and let me enjoy this beautiful ass.”
I coated my thumb in saliva even though the lube was on the chair close by and pushed it into Joel’s ass gently, but that’s where the gentle stopped. His bruises from riding three bulls in as many days kind of pissed me off. I was his Dom, Damon and I were, and it was our duty and our privilege to mark our boy.
I fucked him with my thumb as Damon pushed both cowboys over, slapping Stu on his Wrangler-clad ass. “Why are you both still dressed? Have you never been to an orgy? Clothing is not optional here! You will be naked, or you can go to another one!”
I heard the glee in his voice, both from the mountains of sex we were about to enjoy, but under that was his pleasure that Joel was done risking his life for a few thousand dollars. He was on top of the world and was about to be on top of two pretty cowboys.
I thumb fucked Joel until he was writhing on the floor, like any good boy should be, and then I did grab the condoms, got one on, then the lube, coating my dick in it while I warned Joel, “You think that bull knocked you around, you haven’t seen what I can do to you.”
“Bring it! I need it! Yessir! Ride me!”
He was laughing for the moment, but once I started pushing inside of him, that laughter stopped, and I heard a high-pitched squeal coming from him that had my heart racing. I loved when I heard those things, a submissive man letting me wordlessly know he felt me, whether in pleasure or pain. Damon accused me of being auditory, and I didn’t deny it.
The sights were great, but it was the sounds that drove me. A slap of leather against flesh, my body ramming into another, moans, pleas, all got me heightened to a point of crazy lust.
I started fucking Joel deep, pacing my thrusts to get him used to my dick, but that soon changed as I saw Joel was ready to be fucked faster. Those bull rides, the way those bulls jumped and leapt into the air, twisting, trying to throw Joel off their backs, I was going to do the opposite, riding his backside, and he’d be the one bucking and twisting.
The slapping of my skin against his was loud, but even I couldn’t compare it to the smacks of Damon’s hand against the cowboys. He was fucking Stu’s ass while finger fucking Rod, but now and then, he’d slap one or the other, making them sound out like Joel, with yeehaws and yippees .
Three Joels…
I moved my body over Joel, bracing my elbows as I bit on his shoulder, getting him to yell a little too loudly. “Hush, Joel. We’re in a motel, not home.”
