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“Should we shower first,” Ozzie asked as we three became stark naked in the bedroom of the little house. From the window, which was large and open to the sky, we could see for miles the rolling land of the ranch. The way the house was situated we had complete privacy even with the blinds open on that window.

“Those eggs was not enough for me,” I told my two nude new friends. “I want a couple of pump cocks to suck on and I like to smell my men in all their odiferous glory while I pleasure myself and them.” I got to my knees and Ozzie came up to me with his seven inch cut hard cock for my use as I saw fit to use it.

“When Bob gets done fucking your hungry butt hole, Ozzie,” Tim said as he put his six and a half hard uncut prick into his partner’s ass crack, “you won’t be satisfied with any guy around here fucking you. Especially me! You’ll have to get Old Mose to screw you with that big black cock of his that you seem to enjoy.” Tim was smiling and pinching Ozzie’s right nipple which seem to be excited.

“Old Mose, as you call him, is only thirty nine and he is one great cocksucker as well as being equipped with a very satisfying hunk of fuck meat,” Ozzie said as he slipped his cock knob into my mouth. “I have to tell Bob that we have shared Mose Marston’s cock on several occasions with pleasure.”

With Ozzie’s cock face fucking me, I could only listen while these two close friends talked above my head. Ozzie’s prick work showed experience and I was having a good time. I felt Tim getting on his knees behind his friend and then I heard the distinct sounds of his tongue and mouth bringing enjoyment to the hole I was to soon be fucking. The rim job from Tim and I also think the anticipated anal pounding he was hoping for from me caused Ozzie to climax with several strings of tasty cum on my tongue. Ozzie stepped back so Tim could rise and take his place at my now empty mouth.

While Tim’s prick was not long, it was much thicker than Ozzie’s had been and it filled my oral cavity pretty much full of cock and foreskin. Tim, held onto my ears and gave me a pretty steady oral intercourse which I also liked and was ready for more of the same when he ejaculated about an ounce of peter pudding on my tongue. I could not make up my mind which cum load was more delicious, Ozzie’s or Tim’s so I decided just to be happy I got both before some guys at the bar-b- que had the chance to enjoy the delight I found.

Ozzie assumed the dog fashion position and Tim lubricated my target with a rather large scoop of KY. Ozzie’s cock was hanging down and very much deflated thanks to my efforts but it soon responded when I used two fingers to open the anal aperture for my slender but long fuck tool. A condom from my jacket pocket was applied. “Has anyone ever told you that you have one very hot fuck hole?” I asked Ozzie as I felt the heat from his anal lips on my cock knob.

“Yeah, a few have,” Ozzie replied, “and maybe that is why I feel I need a good fucking so often.” The young ranch hand was firmly set on the floor of the bedroom. His knees wide apart and into the rag rug and his hands supporting his arms. His bubble buttocks were at just the right height for me to rest my abdomen on. The picture he made stoked my libido like an electric shocker. “I hope I do your great butt hole the justice it deserves,” I said as I slipped my steely rod of cock meat into the pink pucker.

“I know you will, Bob,” Ozzie spoke without turning his head, “Ohhhh-ahhhh! That feels so damn good! I can’t see how a fucking from your mag cock can be anything less than perfect.” By then, Tim had straddled his partner and had his cock in the proper position for me to give it oral attention although I was sure he had not had time to renew his supply of jism. With my mouth full of that thick prick, I began to piston my cock into Ozzie’s very warm anal tunnel. I reached under his stomach and found my fuck partner’s cock was once again hard and ready.

Ozzie was not bashful about letting me know he was fully enjoying the big cock I was fucking him with and he told me several times to use his hole harder and go deeper. I finally had to use one hand to remove Tim’s suck pole from my overstuffed mouth and tell my sex mate that I had my cock as far up his ass as I could get it and was doing the best I could to pump him hard. Tim guided his cock back in my empty oral cavity so I was once again speechless.

A good fifteen minutes of wonderful feeling as I used all the tricks I had ever learned before of exciting the nerve endings in Ozzie‘s love tunnel, “I’m gonna cum, Ozzie,” I was able to say after once again removing Tim’s cock from my sucking mouth.

“I am too, Bob! Without touching my cock!” Ozzie exclaimed as I felt my cock swell and discharge my seed into my condom. I placed my right hand on the head of the cock of the man beneath my resting body and found it wet and sticky with a cum load I had generated with my pumping action on his prostate gland. I had to smile to think what a wonderful tool I had.

“If you had only held out for a half a minute more,” Tim complained, “I would have coated your tonsils with another jizz load.” To prove his claim, Tim gave his stiff cock a few strokes and I felt a cum facial hit my forehead.

As we three sturdy boys disentangled, we had to break into laughter as Tim’s cum slid down my nose and dangled from the tip. “You should have given me some warning, Tim,” I now complained, “That should have been on my tongue and not dripping on the floor.”

After a fun filled shower session, Tim made us all tequila bloody marys and some Ritz crackers with cheese chunks. I asked for two raw eggs in my drink and the other guys decided on having the same.

“I got to thank you for that great fuck you gave me, Bob,” Ozzie said as we got into the fancy pick-up to go to the bar-b-que. “I swear that was the best screwing anyone has given me for years. When I was younger, all fucks were great but now it’s damn hard to find a good fucker when you need one.”

“Was I as good as Old Mose?” I asked with a chuckle. Ozzie rested his hand on my crotch, squeezing my dick through the denim of my pants.

“Tim gets a charge out of me enjoying a big black cock screwing me,” Ozzie said, “but his dick is OK for sucking and light fucking but it takes a big one to make my prostate get excited like you did to it today.”

“Well, Old Mose sure enjoys your affairs and I do like to watch from my arm chair.” Tim offered. “When we come back, I’ll show Bob some of the great pictures I have taken of you and your black buck and a couple of me getting my mouth full of African American cum.”

We shortly caught up with three other pick-ups and by the time we had gone two more miles there was six of the remodeled trucks in a caravan. We were in range country and there were no houses for miles as we all turned into a private road that ran another mile and a half to a handsome mansion that was surrounded by ranch out buildings.

On the colonnaded veranda of the mansion, we met a rather corpulent man dressed in casual clothes who was greeted by several of the arriving guests with kisses on the cheeks and some on the lips. Not knowing Big Jake, I only shook his hand and found he had a surprisingly strong grip.

“How are you, Sir?” I asked as I made my person known to the ranch owner. I added, “My name is Bob Head and I am visiting my relatives on the Normal ranch.

“I was too young to know your father, Bob,” Big Jake replied, “but I knew your uncle Clarence very well. Maybe sometime I’ll tell you how well.” Since I knew my Uncle Clarence had a long history of being top for bottom boys, I could only guess that Big Jake had been one of his early conquests. “I also had an early acquaintance with your Uncle Vince. In fact he and Ronnie might have been here today if that matter in Austin hadn’t made them go to the capital.”

This last part of Big Jake’s remarks came as a complete surprise and I began to wonder where my uncle sat at one of these shin-digs and where cousin Ronnie was used to occupy. Guessing, by the look on my face that I was confused, Big Jake went on to assure me that neither were the active cocksucking guests but always among the passive ones being serviced by the cocksuckers in the gathering. “Oh, I have seen Ronnie lay his big cock into a couple ranchboy’s shitter holes but always the man about it.” Big Jake went on to clarify the question. My relatives became more interesting to me at once.

While at Tim and Ozzie’s house after the showers, we had dressed in Levi pants, sport shirts and no underwear which made it simple to strip naked in the dressing room. There were about twenty men at the party. Twelve, like me and my friends, stripped stark naked, ready for whatever was to come or cum. Eight took seats on the many sofas and were content to be served by three Mexican youths wearing only throngs. That eight was further divided by six who opened their pants and let their gonads hang out, inviting service from we nude guys and two only sat there and played with their older and not too erect penises. These two had an interesting history from the early days in that county and were invited out of courtesy by Big Jake who had his first man to boy experience with the two guests many years ago.

As I moved about the big room, I was surprised to see that Bubba and Tex from the ranch were there stripped naked as me. As they had not recognized me I felt I should leave that to fate. Bubba was on his knees, sucking another young ranch hand who kept changing places with Bubba. Tex had moved into the sofa section and was on his knees servicing an older man who was playing with Tex’s head like it was a masturbating plaything. Tex was holding the cock he had in his mouth with one hand and he played with the balls of his host. Both Bubba and Tex had fairly big hard cocks swinging as they used their mouths.

You have to remember, all the characters in this story were used to being in pretty much the same situation a couple times a month and they were all well known to each other.

Ozzie came over to where I was standing, trying to make my plans. With him was another guy, naked and swing a nice cock. Like most of the ranch hands, this guy was well tanned about his neck and face but his body was pretty white. “Bob, “ Ozzie spoke, “this is a great guy who works on your Uncle Clarence’s spread. I told him about your dagger of death and he wants to ride it when you are in the mood to do some more fucking. Here, meet up with Arnie Meloni.”

”Hi, Arnie,” I said as I glanced down to see Arnie’s six and a half inch prick began to swell up, “I think Ozzie has been promising more than I can deliver but I would sure be happy to try live up.”

Arnie brought his head close to my ear and said, “Your uncle has screwed me a couple times and I see you have the same family cock as he does.”

I laughed and said, “My uncle has screwed me a couple times but only with the first seven or eight inches of his dick. How much could you take?”

“The last time he fucked me,” Arnie replied, “I felt his pubes caressing my butt. Ain’t he a great fucker man? Look, Bob, I gotta go blow a couple guys I owe some cocksucking to but keep me in mind for a good fucking if you get in the mood.” Arnie groped me and grinned as he walked towards a group of naked guys in a small crowd.

Ozzie was moving away and he turned to say, “Have fun, Bob.”

I was standing alone when I saw a guy in a western style suit coming towards me. Outstanding was the cock and balls he had bouncing up and down as they were sticking out of his open fly.

“From the look of your cock, you must be Bob Head,” the approaching man said as he drew close. “I am Ronnie Normal, your cousin.”

When I shook his hand and told him I thought he was in Austin, Ronnie said his father had sent him home to get some papers from the safe and to bring them to Austin on Monday.

“Let’s go to the private room Big Jake lets me use where we can talk in private,” Ronnie said. He in his street clothes and me stark naked walked up the stairs to the room on the second floor.