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Bronc Buster, Part 2

by Carl


When I pulled back from shoving my tongue down that boy's throat, I saw the softest eyes looking back at me I've ever seen. My head was spinning from the confusion running through my beat up brain or maybe from the damn void of blood caused by my raging dick. Anyway, I fell back on the cot and closed my eyes. I felt him position himself over me kinda like a kid just starting the circuit settling onto a bronc in the chute. He was easy and light, and I just lay there. His bangs brushed across my eyelids. His breath smelled like some minty gum. He made his way down my face to my neck and the top of my chest, just smelling me and tracing his forehead along the line of my jaw. His knees were straddling my waist, and as he leaned into my chest, I could feel his hard, jutting chin on the other side of the cotton above my nipple. He pushed his belly down and his belt buckle scraped against the front of my Wranglers. He walked himself down so that his knees were on either side of mine. His hands took a hold of mine and he brought 'em his face. That boy's face was the best mix of hard lines an soft skin. He moved lower and I felt him rubbing that jaw along the line of my dick--smelling and nuzzling. He opened his mouth and started sucking and chewing right through the denim. My whole black and blue body was just about shaking. He started getting rougher on me and bit hard right on the end of my dick. I swatted at his head and caught him hard right side the left ear. He went after the buckle on my chaps and the buttons on my fly with more muscle than I thought he had in him. more to come

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9 Gay Erotic Stories from Carl

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Away Trip, Part 1

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Bronc buster

I grew up riding broncs. My family had a big ranch in Wyoming, and we used to break the horses for extra cash. Well, my daddy's drinking split up the family, and I was left fending for myself by the time I was 17. I followed the circuit, and usually picked up a place to stay and maybe even some drinking money by keeping my ass on a bronc two seconds longer than the guy before me.

Bronc Buster, Part 2

When I pulled back from shoving my tongue down that boy's throat, I saw the softest eyes looking back at me I've ever seen. My head was spinning from the confusion running through my beat up brain or maybe from the damn void of blood caused by my raging dick. Anyway, I fell back on the cot and closed my eyes. I felt him position himself over me kinda like a kid just starting the

Bronc Buster, Part 3

I don’t remember much more about what happened that night. I passed out with that cowboy’s bangs brushing my bare belly and my dick feeling hotter than it ever had. The next morning I do remember, however. I woke up to the smell of bacon frying. I lifted myself up on my elbow, and saw him standing as far away as you can get in a camper washing dishes in the tiny sink. He had

Bus Stop Boy, Part 1

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Bus Stop Boy, Part 2

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