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“Yeah, boy, we are. Get his pants off and I’ll keep him pinned down.”
I moved down and carelessly got his pants unfastened, then I started yanking them down his narrow hips, leaving his blue briefs in place for the moment. “We are gonna buy you some pretty panties, Joel. Yeah, get you in some pink frillies and make you walk around all day with them. No pants.”
“He can always wear chaps to ride Puck and Patch, after all.”
“Chaps and pink panties. That’ll be a nice combination.”
“We’ll take pictures for the brochure so everyone will see before they even arrive,” Damon said while staring right at Joel, who’s head was thrashing side to side, trying to argue.
“Lots of pictures. All of our bratty little fuck, here.”
Once his pants were off, and after I sat on his legs to pin them down, I did the same to his briefs as I had the shirt, ripping them with my teeth and Damon watched, panting. “Fucking hot, babe.”
I got the torn pieces off Joel’s body and got a surprise. I pointed to, then slapped, his hard dick. “Look at this, Damon. He’s turned on by this.”
“That isn’t too smart,” he explained to Joel in faux concern. “Giving Burke a target like that? You don’t have bull riding to keep us from hurting those precious jewels between your legs anymore.”
“And it wasn’t a limit,” I growled as I slapped his dick again, and Damon had to wrestle him hard to keep him in place. He was tough, that was sure, but Damon and I were tougher, especially when our dominance came through.
I grabbed hold of his balls and started to squeeze right before I spied a nice spot on his stomach that had my mouth watering. I leaned in to take a bite and squeezed his balls a little harder and the branch popped out and he started screaming like mad for only a second. Damon cut it off with a hand over his mouth.
“Watch his hands,” I said when I came up from the bite. “Let’s see if we can get this little fucking brat to safeword.”
“Oh, I have a feeling he will before this is over,” Damon said, giving me a wink.
I continued my pressure on his nuts, but that branch in my hand was calling me. I let go and told Damon to help me spin him over and he did, and I knew that had to hurt, those pine needles poking into his rapidly deflating cock.
Then that ass was in front of my eyes, small, round and the skin was flawless. He was clenching it, wriggling like he had a dick up his ass already, but Damon kept him as still as he could with a hand over his mouth.
I raised the switch over my head and brought it down with a swish through the air. That sound soothed my soul and made my dick pulse in my jeans so hard, I thought I’d come. I growled as I brought it up again, hearing that swish barely over Joel’s muffled screeching, and once it hit…barely a whisper of a noise, but it was glorious.
A strike across his back came next, leaving a beautiful stripe there. “Pretty,” Damon grunted as he stared. “Give him a few more then I’m gonna fuck him.”
“Sure thing, baby. Anything for you.”
I brought the switch down four more times, each one harder than the one before it. Over his ass and back were beautiful bright red welts and Joel was crying quietly in the dirt before we turned him over so Damon could get the ring on his dick and balls.
“Can’t have you coming Joel. Sorry about that,” Damon said, then added, with a dark laugh, “I know you’re hornier than…what was it, Burke?”
“A dog with three peckers?”
Joel’s eyes slammed shut as the ring was set in place and then he was set on his hands and knees in the dirt. “You first,” I said to Damon. “Fuck him hard.”
“My pleasure.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
I slapped Joel’s hands until he had his face in the dirt as Damon started to push into him. Yeah, spit and the lube on the condom were all that would ease that rough entrance, and Damon took it slow at first.
I watched with a grin spreading on my lips that I felt to my toes, and Joel was grunting wildly from taking Damon without the slick of the lube.
Not that it was a first for him. He’d had many hook ups with guys from the rodeos where they’d ducked into a horse trailer to knock one out and barely got on a condom. I grabbed onto a fistful of hair and brought back his head to ask, “This what you needed so bad that you’d try to fucking sucker us into fucking you?”
“No, sir! I mean…I mean, yessir! I’m a-sorry!”
Pushing his head back in the dirt, I didn’t say a word to him as I knelt in the dirt, watching my partner give our boy the dick he’d wanted. Maybe not in the way he’d wanted it, but I hadn’t heard the safeword from him.
With his lips parted, saliva was leaking out the corner of his mouth and his eyes rolled back in his head. “Looks like you’re trampling over that prostate like one of his bulls, Damon.”
