The Brenner sheep ranch was outside of El Paso, Texas. In 1885, it was a thriving enterprise of 2000 acres with 10,000 head of sheep. 42-year-old Karl Brenner founded it 18 years earlier. He was a German immigrant who came alone to the United States at 16 after growing up in an orphanage, he got a job on a nearby small sheep ranch. He worked his way up, romanced the widowed owner’s daughter, they married when they were both 19. She died a year later in childbirth, leaving behind a son. Her disconsolate father died a year later. Karl inherited everything and expanded by buying nearby land; he changed the name from McPherson to Brenner. His 20-year-old son, Paul was a junior at Yale. Karl kept his son out of the business and had high hopes for him.
Karl Brenner was six feet tall and had a solid body; he dressed in fine suits. His short hair was black and graying, his beard was streaked with gray. His face had magnetic seasoned features, his brown eyes blazed, connoting his strength. He’d lived a rough life before getting where he was; he was cunning in life and in business. He spent much of his day in a big, well-furnished house, and going into town to look after his financial interests and taking part in civic affairs; he was a pillar of the community.
The Brenner ranch was actually run by its foreman, 37-year-old Samuel Benson. He was an amiable good-looking man with a slim build who was 5’10”, he had short blond hair and blue eyes, he still had traces of youthfulness. He had begun as a ranch hand for Mr. McPherson, and advanced when Karl took over. Samuel started out long ago shoveling sheep shit, herding, shearing and slaughtering. He enjoyed being above all that and proud that he could provide well for his family. He lived in a nice three-bedroom house on the ranch with wife, two young daughters and his oldest son.
Lucas Benson had shot up to 5’10” like his father and had a slim build, blond hair and blue eyes. His handsome face was cheerful and animated. He had spent another spring day, hard at work herding sheep with the other ranch hands. At the end of the day, he went to barn where three other ranch hands he was friends with were sitting on a bench smoking hand rolled cigarettes and sipping whiskey from a flask they passed around. They had their jeans undone, and their large uncut cocks out; besides sharing whiskey, they were also sharing Cal’s pretty mouth. Cal was an 18-year-old wiry young man with short brown hair who was slim and 5’8”. Some months ago, it had become clear that Cal was pansy from the funny way he behaved and the way he gazed at his co-workers; the fellas decided to take advantage of that. One day after work in the barn, Cal was thrown to the ground and made to suck everyone’s cocks. Later he was tossed over a barrel and fucked up the ass by everyone. The fellas got to enjoy their daily after work ritual, and so did Cal.
Now, Cal was on his knees on the hay strewn floor, happily sucking on one cock after another. Lucas’ muscles ached from another long workday, it felt so good being around his pals watching them use Cal, the tobacco and whiskey made him exhilarated as did getting his cock sucked. Damn! That Cal sure knew how to use his mouth! Nothing on earth felt so great as having your cock sucked, thought Lucas. Then there was the way Cal suckled Lucas’ balls! Soon, it was time for Cal to bend over the barrel for the fellas to fuck him. Lucas enjoyed ramming his cock greased up with lard up Cal’s tight chute and pounding away at it. Then there was the greatest feeling there is, Lucas’ cock exploded, shooting a gusher of his thick young spunk inside of Cal. Cal hollered with joy as he took cock after cock up his ass. Everybody cleaned themselves up and went their separate ways.
Today was Lucas’ 18th birthday, when he got home his mother told him to take a bath, he did and dressed again in jeans and a fresh plaid shirt.
After supper, his mother brought out a beautiful and delicious home-baked cake with candles. His family sang “Happy Birthday,” Lucas blew out the candles.
“Here’s your present” said his mother, Lucas opened the wrapped box.
“Hot damn!” exclaimed Lucas seeing the grand black cowboy boots, “These must have cost a fortune!”
“Oh, you’re a man now and should have a man’s fine boots” said his mother, “There’s more excitement, go on Samuel tell him!”
“You’re going to go with me to my meeting with Mr. Brenner tonight” said Samuel. Mondays to Fridays, after supper Samuel went to the big house for a meeting with Mr. Brenner to go over the events of the day and for any instructions Mr. Brenner might have. “Mr. Brenner is concerned about your future and wants to discuss ideas for a better job on the ranch.”
“Oh, boy!” yelled Lucas.
Samuel poured out two shots of whiskey, “Go on son, you’re a man now.”
“We’ll be on our way” said Samuel. They left, with Lucas wearing his new boots. It was a moderate walk to the big house. Lucas had seen it, but never been inside. Samuel knocked; a friendly butler opened the door. Lucas was awestruck by the Persian carpets, marble statues and mahogany furnishings, as they walked down a hallway to Mr. Brenner’s study, Samuel opened the double doors.
“Happy Birthday, young man” said Karl Brenner in his deep voice with a slight German accent. Lucas had seen him a few times in passing over the years, now he was sitting in an elaborate red velvet-cushioned mahogany chair. He was smoking a cigar and sipping a glass of whiskey, he was wearing only a red velvet robe.
“Happy Birthday, boy, that’s a present for you” said Karl indicating a medium-sized box, “Go on open it.”
“Thanks, Mr. Brenner!” Lucas opened the box and went through it, “I don’t understand” he said confused.
“You haven’t told him, Sam?”
“No, sir’” stammered Samuel, “I just couldn’t bring myself to.”
“Ah, Sam, you’re weak as always.”
Lucas was taken aback by the contents of the box; in it was a dozen pair of fine white under draws, the rear panel was missing, if these were worn, one’s ass would be exposed. He was holding one in his hands.
“It’s for you to wear when I fuck you, to keep your pecker and balls out of my sight” said Karl.
“PA! What’s he talking about?! Ain’t no man going to fuck me! I ain’t that way, I ain’t no pansy! I’ve been courting Becky; I’m going to ask her to marry me!”
“You’re not marring anyone until I say so” said Karl, “There’s time for such foolishness when you’re older; you’re to have nothing to do with that girl or any girl.”
“Hey, you may own this ranch Mr. Brenner, but sure as hell don’t own me! Pa, let’s go home.”
“Son, it’s time you learned that life ain’t fair, people like us have to do what we have to do.”
“What in hell are you talking about?!”
“Lucas, your father and I made a bargain long ago when I was on the rise, and he was just a ranch hand. He was like you, a pretty, handworker destined to remain a poor laborer. I set him straight, servicing me was the key to a good life. I took him out of the fields and made him foreman. For years, every night he comes to me, not to pore over ledgers, but to take care of this” said Karl as he rose, undid his robe and tossed it. He was nude. His body was hulky, solid and hairy. Lucas was aghast at seeing Karl’s uncut hard cock. It was large, thick and fierce, his two big hairy balls swayed, He sat back down with his manhood jutting out. Samuel dropped to his knees and began crawling on the Persian carpet to Karl’s stretched legs.
“PA! NO! You can’t do THAT! Please let’s go!” cried Lucas.
“We can’t, I am sorry.”
Lucas felt nauseous when he saw his father take Karl’s cock in his mouth.
“Young man, watch and learn. You’re going to suck my cock next, then I’m going to fuck you” said Karl calmly. “You were also part of the bargain, I was to have you when you came of age, that’s today! I watched you grow up, knowing that one day you were going to take my cock.”
“I’m leaving!” roared Lucas.
“If you walk out that door, in an hour a bunch of my men will show up at your house with a wagon to take you and family into El Paso. I own your house, and your father is an at will employee, like everyone else here. I’ll see to it that your mother and sisters get put to work in the whorehouse and that your father is made a garbage collector. You don’t want that, you want things to stay as they are, plus there’s an opening in the accounting office for you, it beats 12 hours a day in the field. Now get over here, get on your knees and learn how your father pleasures me,”
The weeping and red-faced Lucas slowly walked to Karl on his throne, he dropped to the floor on his knees next to his father. He witnessed up close the horrible spectacle of his father with his now contorted faces was sucking Karl Brenner’s cock. Lucas was confused, his father had always seemed like a real man, now he had that crazy look in his eyes like Cal had in the barn when he was sucking all the ranch hands cocks. Lucas watched in fascination as his father swiftly used his lips, tongue and mouth all over Mr. Brenner’s big throbbing cock and meaty balls. On and on, his father sucked Mr. Brenner cock with delight, swallowing that evil staff down his throat to the base and then bobbing his head up and down on it.
“Your turn boy” drawled Karl Brenner.
“It ain’t so bad, son. The trick is to keep your teeth covered with your lips; you’ll get the hang of it, open your mouth as far as you can” said Samuel.
Lucas stared at Mr. Brenner’s pulsating rod gleaming with his juices and his father’s spittle. Lucas couldn’t believe what was happening and on his birthday! He thought of what he had just witnessed his father doing, he thought of Cal on his knees in the barn and what he did to the men there. Shaking and weeping, Lucas opened his mouth wide and took Mr. Brenner’s inside. He was instantly repulsed tasting the warm manflesh slick with salty man juice and his father’s spit. Lucas felt the musky juice oozing from Mr. Brenner’s slit, he thought he’d pass out. No, he stayed awake.
“That’s it, son, now use your tongue all over it. Always look Mr. Brenner in the eye. Lick really good right under the head”
Lucas was dazed at getting cock sucking instructions from his father. Luca kept at it; he licked Mr. Brenner’s tool all over.
“Now do his balls.”
Lucas put one of Mr. Brenner’s balls in his mouth and suckled, then he did the other balls, then he had them both in his mouth.
“Okay, it’s time to take the whole thing down your throat, go nice and slow.”
Lucas out Mr. Brenner’s cock back in his mouth. He choked, gagged and cried, as he began taking it in bit by bit. He felt his throat amazingly expand to take Mr. Brenner’s hog all the way in, to the base. All the while, the grinning Mr. Brenner was looking down at him.
“Good boy! Now, go back and forth on it, and use your tongue!”
Like a machine, Lucas was voraciously deepthroating Mr. Brenner’s cock. Lucas got over his shame and inhibitions, he really was getting the hang of sucking cock.
“Like father, like son” laughed the beaming Mr. Brenner, “That’s enough boy! With some more practice you’ll be as good as your father! Sam, explain the rest to him.
“Get undressed and put this on” said Samuel, his son a pair of the new drawers. The weeping and trembling Lucas took his jeans, drawers and plaid shirt off. He was embarrassed that his cock was so hard from all the excitement. He saw that his father was now nude, except for his drawers which exposed his fleshy ass. Lucas put on those drawers; he felt the air on his exposed ass.
“I ain’t going lie to you son, it hurts like hell the first time, then you’ll get to like it” Samuel said as he walked across the room. There was a strange piece of furniture; it was a big red velvet chair on an incline. His father got in it on his back, his legs were now up, spread and raised in an attached frame, his ass was on display and raised. Mr. Brenner got up and walked over to the submissively posed Samuel Benson. From a nearby bucket on a stand, he grabbed lard and greased up his cock and Samuel’s twitching asshole. Mr. Brenner stood in between Samuel’s stretched legs, with one brutal blunt thrust, he rammed his greased-up cock in and up Samuel’s chute. Lucas was standing nearby and winced as he saw his father’s tiny pucker take in Mr. Brenner’s enormous rod, his slot obscenely expanded around Mr. Brenner’s manflesh. Mr. Brenner shoved his cock in and out of his father’s ass. Lucas was shocked to see that like Cal in the barn, his father enjoyed this outrage! His eyes blazed, his faced was contorted with profound pleasure, he uttered strange joyful noises, it was like he had become a wild beast. Lucas also saw his father’s cock was hard in his drawers. The grunting Mr. Brenner went on fucking his father, then the most eerie event occurred. Samuel’s babbling grew more intense, then Lucas saw the outline of his father’s stiff cock in his drawers twitching and spasming. Holy shit! His father’s drawers were stained with his spunk! Mr. Brenner’s fucking him made him shoot! The glowing Samuel Benton collected himself and got out of the sweated up special chair.
“Go on son” said Lucas’ father. The trembling and weeping Lucas got into the chair on his back and wept even more as he raised up and spread his legs.
“Sir, it’s his first time, please, go easy on him” said Lucas’ father.
“Not to worry Sam, I won’t hurt him, not much. I’ve broken in many boys, I broke you in, didn’t I? I know what I’m doing” chuckled Mr. Brenner, “He’ll be begging for it like you.” He greased up his big hard cock with lard. Lucas felt even sicker as he felt Mr. Brenner spreading lard on his quivering rosebud. Mr. Brenner was standing between Lucas’ spread legs; the oozing tip of his cock was nestled to Lucas’ slot. Lucas was queasy feeling manflesh at his ass for the first time. That queasiness grew as Mr. Brenner slowly but firmly began making entry into Lucas’ nether regions. Lucas was crying as his innards parted to take in Mr. Brenner’s tool. The pain was tremendous as Mr. Brenner got all the way. Lucas was disgusted, a man’s cock was now inside him. Mr. Brenner pulled out, then rammed it quickly in. Lucas was yelling from the pain. Mr. Brenner grunted as he kept fucking the howling Lucas.
Lucas was shocked to realize that he had stopped yelling; he was now sighing. Instead of the previous burning discomfort, he now felt waves of unimagined pleasure as Mr. Brenner’s cock stretched out his insides, that pleasure was repeated each time Mr. Brenner thrust his ramrod into him. Lucas was confused to feel his cock become the hardest it had ever been from getting his ass fucked by Mr. Brenner. That confusion passed as Lucas knew how it would end, he was now pushing his ass against Mr. Brenner’s pumping cock to receive it! Lucas knew he wasn’t normal anymore; Mr. Brenner had turned him into a pansy like his father and Cal in the barn. Lucas sobbed with profound joy as his straining cock in drawers began shooting off gobs of his hot boy spunk, he felt the thick liquid splashing all over his sheathed manhood, the white drawers were soiled and stained. He was breathing heavy from this assault and the twisted feelings of shame and fulfillment it had brought him.
“See son, I told you, you’d get to like it. It ain’t so bad” said his father, his father who had brought him there to be deflowered for their family’s welfare.
The sweaty nude Mr. Brenner was now panting, he grunted as cock began shooting. Lucas endured another new experience that night, having a man shoot off his spunk inside him. His sore insides were flooded with steamy man spunk. Mr. Brenner pulled out his sated tool, it dangled triumphantly. Lucas lay back dazed in that special chair; his gaping asshole was leaking Mr. Brenner’s spunk. Samuel helped his freshly sodomized son up and off the chair.
Mr. Brenner poured out glasses of whiskey, he sat and lit up a cigar. Lucas and his father stood naked, sitting was too painful having been just brutally fucked. They all smoked cigars and drank whiskey.
“You did good, young man, you now know you’re place. Tomorrow morning, you’ll go see Mr. Stein in the accounting office, he’ll put you to work. At the end of the day, you’ll get your ass back here, along with father. Good night” said Mr. Brenner.
Lucas followed his father’s lead, they collected their clothes, they wrapped towels around themselves and left the study. Down a hallway, they entered a grand bathroom, a few minutes later a middle-aged male servant arrived with two large pails of hot water and poured a bath.
“You first son” said Samuel, “I’m proud of you, you took it like a man.”
Lucas hopped into the tub; the water felt so good. His battered ass was now being cleansed; he saw gobs of Mr. Brenner’s spunk floating in the water. He scrubbed himself clean and hopped out of the tub. His father took a bath, they got dressed, putting on new pairs of their special drawers. “See son, we’re as good as new.” They left the big house and walked home. Lucas’ mother and sisters had gone to bed. “Here, son” said his father handing him a bottle of whiskey, “It’ll help you sleep, after what you been through tonight. “Thanks, Pa.”
n his room Lucas poured a glass of whiskey and lit a hand rolled cigarette, he sipped and smoked, he poured another glass of whiskey. Lucas was weary, exhilarated and confused by what had happened. His ass and jaw were sore from Mr. Brenner’s wicked cock. Lucas kept replaying the sordid events in his mind, he was sickened to feel his cock getting hard. Did that he really liked doing those things? He furiously began jerking his cock until he shot off into a sock and hid it so his mother wouldn’t find it. He had another glass of whiskey and passed out in bed.
“Don’t you look handsome in your suit” Lucas’ mother cheerfully said the next morning as she served breakfast. “Your first day in the accounting office! How exciting! Mr. Brenner sure has been good to us! Now that you have a solid job, you can plan on getting married and starting a family.”
“Yes, mother” said Lucas as he kissed her goodbye, he left. It was a 15-mintue walk to the accounting office, it was a one-story small building. He entered and saw it was a room with desks and bookcases. A handsome dark-haired suited young man was sitting at a desk.
“Good morning, sir, my name is Lucas Benson. I’m here to see Mr. Stein.”
“Good morning, I’m Jeremy” he said shaking hands. “Mr. Stein is expecting you, go into his office” Jeremy said indicating a door, Lucas opened it, entered and closed it. Mr. Stein was a burly, bearded and dark-haired man of 30. He was sitting at his desk, his suit trousers were undone, and he was stroking his large cut cock.
“Get to work” said Mr. Stein in a gruff voice.
Lucas blushed; he wasn’t expecting that he’d be doing that again with another man. He now knew that life is not fair, that he was to serve who had power over him. He sunk to his knees, fascinated by seeing a cock without a foreskin, he took Mr. Stein’ manhood in his mouth and began pleasing it with his tongue. There were the sounds of Lucas sucking and of Mr. Stein sighing. “Very good” said Mr. Stein, “Take down your pants and bend over my desk.” Lucas rose, undid his pants, they fell to the floor, he bent over Mr. Stein’s desk, his ass was on view his cut-out drawers. Mr. Stein greased his cock; he slapped Lucas’ ass.
“Brenner was right about you; your mouth and ass are quite special” said Mr. Stein as he greased up Linus’ asshole. Mr. Stein his cock in with one forceful thrust. Lucas yelped, the pain subsided, and he lay over the desk as Mr. Stein had his way with him. Lucas’ cock was rock hard, but Mr. Stein’s man meat was soon blasting off in chute. He pulled out.
“Clean yourself up, then go out and see Jeremy, he’ll train you” said the smiling Mr. Stein, “Your job starts in my office every morning.”
Lucas wiped his seeded ass with a towel, redid his trousers and left Mr. Stein’s office.
“Your desk is next to mine” said Jeremy. All morning, Linus learned about debits, credits and journal entries. He was smart and took it all in. At lunchtime, Lucas ate a sandwich he brought which his mother had made. Jeremy also brought a sandwich, they chatted. Jeremy’s father was a ranch hand who was killed in an accident. Mr. Brenner had taken an interest in him, giving him a job as a servant in the big house when he was growing up, Mr; Brenner also broke him in as a pansy. Then gave him an accounting clerk job so he could provide for his widowed mother. Mr. Stein trained him in accounting. They finished lunch and Jeremy went back to showing Lucas other duties. At 4:00 PM, Jeremy said, “I’ll be back” as he went into Mr. Stein’s office. 15 minutes later he returned, his face was flushed, and he was beaming, he winked at Lucas.
“Abe’s got you in the morning and me in the afternoon!” laughed Jeremy, as he sat at his desk. From a drawer, he took out a bottle of whiskey, he poured out two shots. They lit up hand rolled cigarettes; they smoked and sipped.
“I live with my ma, but I got me a fella” said Jeremy, “He’s a bartender at a saloon in town, I spend the weekends with him. He’s big and strong, he fucks me better than anyone else. He even kisses me! You’re awful good looking, you should get yourself a fella, a man who likes you more for what you do to his cock.”
Lucas was surprised by the turn of this conversation. “Honestly, I don’t know about anything anymore. Yesterday, I woke up thinking about asking a girl to marry me, today I’m a goddam pansy!”
“Hey, that’s how it is for boys like us. I ain’t never had no thoughts about being with a man until Mr. Brenner had me. That changed me, that’s just the way it is.”
“Mr. Brenner had me last night” said Lucas, starting to cry.
“Hey! It’s okay. Now, you’re just different, there’s nothing wrong with that. You’re going to get along fine, deep down you know what you are now. Oh! It’s five o’clock! We’re done for the day! See you in the morning.” They went outside, Lucas’ father Samuel was waiting.
“Hello, Mr. Benson.”
“Hello, Jeremy.”
“Have a good evening, Mr. Benson.”
“You too, Jeremy.”
Father and son were alone.
“So, how was your first day?”
“It’s a lot to learn, but it sure beats working in the fields herding sheep!”
“I bet it does!”
They walked and arrived at the big house. They exchanged pleasantries with the butler as they were admitted and went into Mr. Brenner’s study. He was waiting for them in his red velvet robe on his throne.
“Well young man! Jake Stein speaks very highly of you! He’s very particular, your position in the accounting office is assured” chuckled Mr. Brenner as he puffed on a cigar. He undid his robe, there was his magnificent, big hard uncut cock. This time, Samuel and Lucas sunk to their knees in unison. Father and son proceeded to suck Mr. Brenner’s cock together. Samuel and Lucas each a side of the cock and licked it, sometimes their tongues would brush against each other’s. They switched off doing Mr. Brenner’s balls, while the other deepthroated the whole thing. Lucas took his lead from his father and stood when he did. Samuel was an expert at knowing when Mr. Brenner had enough of getting his cock sucked and wanted to move on to fucking.
Samuel and Lucas undressed down to their special drawers. There were now two fuck chairs, father and son each went to one. There they were with their legs raised and spread; their assholes were available for Mr. Brenner’s tool. Mr. Brenner greased up his cock with lard from the bucket, then he spread lard on each of his supplicant’s assholes. Mr. Brenner began fucking Lucas; he couldn’t help himself in how now felt. Unbelievably, he now craved taking a cock up his ass, getting fucked sent him a previously unknown zone of incredible pleasure. Mr. Brenner worked up a sweat and grunted as he switched back and forth fucking father and son together. Lucas saw his father become a snarling contented beast as his ass was ravaged by Mr. Brenner’s cock. His father began bleating like the sheep on the ranch as Mr. Brenner’s fucking brought him to a howling climax as his cock started blasting gushes of spunk in his drawers.
“So young man, do you think about Becky anymore?” chuckled Mr. Brenner while he was fucking Lucas. Lucas stared blankly at him; he honestly had stopped thinking about her. “Of course you don’t, now that you’ve been broken in, you want THIS, don’t you boy?”
“Yes sir!” cried Lucas, “God damn it! That’s what I want! Fuck me!”
Mr. Brenner then fucked Lucas to an earthshattering climax, leaving his cock and ass satisfied, and his drawers soiled with his boy spunk. The fucking of Lucas continued until Mr. Brenner reached his climax leaving Lucas’ boy hole drenched in torrents of hot spunk.
Mr. Brenner pulled his cock out of Lucas’ ass. He poured a whiskey, he and Samuel matter of factly discussed the day’s business as they sipped and smoked cigars. Lucas sat and sipped and smoked listening to the two men. Eventually, Samuel rose and he Lucas left and went to the bathroom and took baths. They dressed and went home to eat the supper Mrs. Benson had cooked. Lucas then excused himself, went to his room, he drank whiskey and smoked cigarettes before going to bed.
Mr. Brenner was a mean, sick, twisted son a bitch who had seen and done some horrible shit. Keeping himself amused and interested in life saw him plumb the depths of darkness.
The next day, Lucas fully serviced Mr. Stein in the morning, then worked on ledgers and chatted with Jeremy. He met his father, they walked to the big house. This time when Lucas took turns with father sucking Mr. Brenner’s cock, a new thing happened. Lucas felt Mr. Brenner’s rod twitching in his throat.
“Hot damn!” exclaimed Mr. Brenner as his cock started blasting his spunk load in Lucas’ mouth!
“That’s it son! Swallow it down! There you go, good boy!” yelled his father,
Lucas was shocked at having a cock shoot off in his mouth. He did his best to chug down Mr. Brenner’s foul-tasting spunk.
“Son” said Mr. Brenner patting Lucas’ head, “You’re as great a cocksucker as your daddy!”
“Thank you, Mr. Brenner.”
“Now the two of get out of your drawers.”
They obeyed Mr. Brenner; Lucas and Samuel now saw each other naked as men for the first time. Lucas was amazed that his father’s manhood was exceptional. Samuel was proud that his son had grown into a fine young man with a terrific pecker. Both of their cocks were rock hard and dripping.
“Lay down on the floor in opposite directions” commanded Mr. Brenner who was sitting on his throne sipping whiskey, smoking a cigar and stroking his hardening cock. Lucas and his father were now on the floor staring up close at each other’s erections. “Suck each other!” barked Mr. Brenner.
Father and son were now in too deep with everything they let themselves get swept into. They simultaneously opened their mouths wide and took in each other’s pulsating rods. It was electrifying to each as they felt each other’s tongues on their cocks. Each demonstrated how skilled they were as cocksuckers. They stared into each other’s eyes with tears flowing as they sucked each other’s cocks; they were truly close now. They did each other’s balls, then deepthroated each other.
“That’s enough” said Mr. Brenner in his husky voice, “Son take a seat.”
Lucas positioned himself in the fuck chair with his legs raised and spread with his ass ready for the taking.
“Go on, Sam, fuck your son” sneered Mr. Brenner.
There was a slight pause, “Forgive me son” cried Samuel as he greased up his cock with lard and then spread some on his son’s ass.
Samuel slowly entered Lucas’s boy ass with his cock, it slid right in. It was like he was possessed; he fucked his son with gusto and got over his remorse, he was a man. Lucas was sent to new heights of ecstasy by his father ramming his cock in and out of his chute. They looked at each other with lusty expressions.
“Feels great, doesn’t it Sam?” cackled Mr. Brenner.
“Oh yes! Yes! Yes!” sobbed Lucas as he approached his climax, his throbbing cock was unsheathed and so his boy juice shot upward landing on his father’s chest. The sweaty Samuel continued fucking his son, then his cock shot off deep in his boy chute. He pulled his cock out of his son’s ass.
“Get over here and suck me off again!” roared Mr. Brenner waving around his now very hard cock. Lucas hopped up from the fuck chair and joined his father on his knees before Mr. Brenner. They sucked their master’s cock. This time when he was shooting, Mr. Brenner pulled it out of Samuel’s mouth and blasted his face with spunk, then he blasted Lucas’ face with spunk. Father and son had been totally degraded and defiled, yet deep down they knew each other liked it.
There was whiskey, cigars and business talk as usual, followed by a bath, family dinner and bed.
The next night was worse, Mr. Brenner orchestrated a rerun of yesterday’s depraved previous bacchanal. Except this time Mr. Brenner barked, “Samuel take a seat.” And so, Samuel sat in the fuck chair with his legs raised, spread and his asshole available for his son. Lucas was simultaneously excited and revolted; he’d never fucked before, and his first time was to be with his father. Lucas greased up his cock with lard, then spread some on his father’s quivering asshole. Lucas knew his father was an old hand and getting fucked and so just plunged his cock right in his ass.
Lucas was overcome by the pleasurable sensations of sticking his cock in a manhole and having his father’s insides clench around it. He fucked his father like a young stallion.
“Oh yes! That’s it! Right there, son! Yes!” Wailed his father as he was brought to an earthshattering climax by his son’s cock. His man juice splashed all over his son’s chest. Lucas kept fucking father until he reached his climax, shooting his load of spunk deep inside his father. Mr. Brenner had them suck his cock to completion again and shot off in their faces. And so, it went for the rest of the week.
“Boy, tomorrow is Saturday, the accounting office is closed. You’ll have all day to yourself; you be here tomorrow night at eight o’clock” growled Mr. Brenner at the conclusion that day’s debauched fuck fest.
“Yes, sir, Mr. Brenner.”
Lucas slept late on Saturday morning and missed breakfast. His mother fixed him a meal later on.
“Pa says you’re to visit his office at noon” said his mother.
So, after laying around, Lucas headed over to his father’s office, it was a bungalow on the ranch. He knocked on the door, it was opened by Mike Henson. He was tall handsome young rancher Lucas knew, they had herded sheep together, he was one of the ranch hands Lucas had shared Cal with. Lucas was shocked to see that Mike was naked! He knew Mike had a great big cock, having seen Cal suck it and having seen Cal get fucked with it.
“Come on in, boy” laughed Mike.
In the office there was his father in his drawers on his knees.
“Lucas” began Mike, “My sister is a maid in the big house, she knows what goes on with Old Man Brenner! I made a deal with your daddy. If the men knew he was a pansy, they wouldn’t take orders from him, he’d lose his job. We agreed that for keeping my mouth shut, he’d open his for me, every Saturday. Now that your Brenner’s bitch too, you’re part of the deal.”
Samuel was silent on his knees. Lucas stripped down to his drawers and joined his father on his knees.
“Fuck, yeah!” roared Mike as Lucas began sucking his cock. “You’re a real chip off the old block!”
Lucas was now aroused, Mr. Brenner, Mr. Stein and his father, were all older men. It was thrilling to be servicing a cocky young buck like Mike. His dick felt so strong in his mouth. Lucas and Samuel mutually sucked Mike’s cock and licked his balls, getting that rod real hard. Then Samuel rose and bent over his desk, Lucas did the same. They were laying sprawled out with their asses on display for Mike’s taking.
“Ain’t that a pretty picture!” guffawed Mike as he greased his cock up with lard, then slapped some on the asses he was about to fuck. Mike was a whirlwind of youthful lustiness as he took turns fucking father and son. Lucas was in heaven getting his chute split open by Mike’s huge tool, he was a real stud. Lucas wept with joy as his cock started shooting off in his drawers. He heard his father sobbing from the climax Mike brought him to. Then Mike started fucking Lucas again, soon Lucas felt Mike spilling his seed way up his insides.
Samuel poured out three whiskies, the men sipped and smoked hand rolled cigarettes, they finished their libations.
“Well, I got to get back to work” said Mike as he wiped off his cock with a towel and then they all got dressed. There was Mike in his jeans, plaid shirt, cowboy hat and brown cowboy boots. His belt had a gold buckle, below it was the large mound in his crotch, it showcased his cock which had just fucked father and son. “I’ll see you both next week” he said as he strutted out of the bungalow.
“I got to make rounds” said Samuel, “Don’t be late for Mr. Brenner tonight.”
“I won’t, pa” said Lucas as he left. He got home, bathed and took a nap. In the evening, he got dressed and walked to the big house.
“This is Sam Benson’s boy, Lucas” said Mr. Brenner when Lucas arrived in his study. “This is Judge Thatcher, Mayor Burnside, Sheriff McGuire and Congressman Delaney” said Mr. Brenner of the four powerful suited Texans in his study. They were all rugged men in their 40’s. “We play poker here every month, you here to pleasure us while we play.” Lucas undressed to his drawers.
Four of the men played poker at a table, Lucas was under the table, then men had their manly cocks out, Lucas took turns fondling their manhood and sucking them as they played. During breaks between games, Lucas went to the fuck chair, the men each took a rough turn on his ass with their cocks, Lucas shoot off twice.
During the gathering there were vulgar compliments praising Lucas’ skills and how good looking was. There were also remarks attesting to Lucas’ father having served the men in the past, and favorable comparison as to the serving they provided. Lucas had withstood hours of sucking and getting fucked by the five titans. He took a soothing bath, got dressed, smoked, drank and then passed out in his bed.
Sunday morning, he was awoken by his mother. He got dressed and then he and his family went to church. Lucas, his two sisters, his father and mother, all sat together in a pew. Usually Lucas daydreamed, now his was mesmerized during Reverand Ritter’s sermon. The reverend was 32 years old, tall, brown-haired and brown-eyed; he had a handsome masculine face and spoke in a deep voice. “I sure am a pansy now” thought Lucas, “I’m getting all hot and bothered looking at a fella!” Lucas’ cock grew hard in his suit trousers as he gazed at Reverand Ritter. His eyes focused on the reverend’s crotch in his black suit trousers. Lucas imagined what his cock was like. The sermon ended, as was the custom the reverend and his pretty wife were outside in front of the church socializing with parishioners, the couple’s three children were nearby.
“Good morning reverend, I was wondering if I could have a word with you in private about a matter of faith I’ve been struggling with. It won’t take long” said Lucas.
“Certainly, I am always available for my parishioners, excuse me everyone” kindly said the reverend. Lucas followed him into the church, they went to the reverend’s office.
“Now what is on your mind?” said the reverend.
“This is on my mind, reverend” said Lucas putting his hands on the bulge in the reverend’s black trousers. He felt that the reverend’s large cock was hard! Hmmm. The reverend was silent and stared into Lucas’s eye, that was the taken as consent. Lucas unbuckled the reverend’s belt, undid his pants, and pulled down his drawers. The reverend had a beautiful big cock! Lucas dropped to his knees and took the reverend’s cock in his mouth. The reverend sobbed with happiness, it was rare that he got his cock sucked, his wife certainly didn’t do that. The only times he got his cock sucked was by pansies he met at church conferences in Dallas. The reverend looked down on the pretty boy sucking his like a professional. The boy’s tongue work was remarkable! As were the sensations of having his balls gobbled by the boy. Now that he had primed the reverend, Lucas swallowed the rod down to the base and performed a virtuoso display of deepthroating. He caused the reverend to shoot his seed down is throat in minutes, he carefully swallowed it down so as not to stain his suit. The reverend collected himself and redid his belt and trousers.
“Perhaps, on Sundays before services, you could visit me in my office to help me prepare my sermon. We’d have more time to do other things.”
“Of course, reverend!” said the glowing Lucas who happily anticipated getting fucked by the reverend’s great cock next week.
They went back outside and joined the other parishioners and the reverend’s family. Lucas’ father saw them return with grinning faces and KNEW what had just happened. The family got back into their wagon and made the hour-long drive into El Paso. They ate a nice lunch at a fancy restaurant. They walked around the bustling city, stopping at a general store.
“Dear,” said Samuel to his wife, “You take the girls inside and buy everyone something pretty to wear, then get some ice cream. Me and Lucas are going have some fun on our own. We’ll meet you at the wagon in two hours.”
“That sounds lovely dear!” said Mrs. Benson as she and her two daughters went into the general store.
“Son, you ain’t lived till you’ve been laid by a Mexican!” chuckled Samuel. They walked a few blocks to a saloon and entered, it was crowded with a diverse bunch of men and boisterous. Samuel bought them glasses of tequila. He walked them over to a pool table, they began shooting pool and sipped tequila.
“Good afternoon senors” said a Mexican man of about 19. He was medium height, muscular and strikingly handsome. He was wearing jeans and a blue shirt. “I am Juan, and this is my younger brother Benito,” he said indicating a handsome young man next to him, dressed in jeans and a red shirt.
“Pleased to meet you, I’m Samuel and this is my son Lucas.”
“We’d very much like to play pool with you” said Juan.
“That would be swell”
The balls were put out and the four men shot some pool, another round of tequila was ordered.
“Well how would you boys like to go upstairs?” said Samuel handing the brothers each a five-dollar bill.
“We’d like that very much senor” said Juan.
They all followed Samuel to the back of the saloon, a man was sitting at a table.
“We’d like a room” said Samuel putting two one-dollar bills on the table.
“Number five” said the man taking the bills. Samuel led them up a staircase, they entered Room Five. It was a decent place on the small side with a queen-sized bed. Samuel began taking his clothes off, the others did too. Samuel and Lucas were in their fuck drawers, the two Mexican brothers were nude, they sat on the edge of the bed. Lucas’ eye nearly popped out of his head! He’d never seen Mexican cock before! Each brother had a massive uncut dark cock and a pair of floppy large hairy balls. Their bodies lean and firm.
Samuel fell to his knees and dove for Juan’s cock, Lucas went for Benito’s cock. Father and son were in heaven slurping on those Mexican poles. Each brother was grinning from the white men’s servicing them, Samuel and Lucas continued contentedly sucking cock and chowing down on the brothers’ balls. Then they switched off, Samuel sucked on Benito’s joint and Lucas sucked on Juan’s joint. The brothers were soon totally erect and raring to fuck. Samuel got up and got on his hands and knees, his ass was displayed. Lucas did the same. Juan and Benito took a jar of cold cream from the night table and greased up their cocks, then spread cold cream on Samuel and Lucas’ asses. The brothers were earthy passionate fuckers, who took turns fucking father and son who were both bleating with happiness. Each of the brothers brought father and son to a shuddering climax, their drawers had gobs of their spunk. Juan shoot off inside Lucas and Benito shot off inside Samuel. They lay in bed sipping tequila and smoking cigars. They put on white robes and gather their clothes and left the room. A staircase led to back yard of the saloon, there outdoor showers, they showered and got dressed.
“Well boys, it was real nice to have met you both, adios” said Samuel.
“Adios, Samuel, adios Lucas” said Juan.
Father and son walked back to the wagon. Mrs. Benson was there with her daughters and the bags of new clothes that were bought at the general store.
“Did you all have a nice time?” she asked.
“We sure did, Ma!” roared Lucas.
They drove back to house on the Brenner ranch. They had supper and everyone went to bed.
It was now June, and Mr. Brenner’s son Paul was visiting during his summer break from Yale. Paul Brenner was a handsome devil; he was six feet tall and muscular from being on the rowing team. He was also nasty like his father, who had spoiled him rotten.
Now, when Samuel and Lucas paid their evening visit to service Mr. Brenner, they had to take on his son. Paul’s cock was slightly bigger and thicker than his father’s and he used it mercilessly on father and son. Lucas had never gotten such a face fucking or an ass fucking as rough, as he did from Paul. Samuel was used to young Mr. Brenner. Lucas and Samuel were in the fuck chairs as the other father and son had their ways with them. Lucas was babbling away as Paul battered his ass with his grand tool, he exploded in his drawers from such a powerful fucking.
They all sat around sipping whiskey and smoking cigars.
“Dad, I’m going to spend the weekend in El Paso” said Paul, “I want to take the kid with me, for fun.”
“That does sound like fun” laughed Mr. Brenner, “Don’t get in to too much trouble.”
“Awww, Dad” laughed Paul.
Samuel and Lucas left the study, took a bath and went home and to bed. The next morning there was a knock at the door, Mrs. Benson went to open it.
“Good morning, Mrs. Benson” said Paul.
“Good morning, Paul. My how’ve grown!”
“Ah, thanks, Mrs. Benson.”
Lucas kissed his mother goodbye and went outside.
“You boys have fun!”
“We will!”
Lucas was taken aback that there was only one horse. Paul got on and then Lucas did, putting his hands around Paul’s waist. Lucas would have preferred his own horse. They rode and after leaving the ranch, Paul stopped the horse in front of some bushes. He got off the horse, Lucas followed him behind the bushes. Paul undid his jeans, hauled out his cock and took a piss, he shook his cock and snapped his fingers. Lucas got on his knees, opened his mouth wide and began sucking it outdoors.
Just then, a man in 40’s rode up on a horse.
“Excuse me mister” said the man to Paul, chewing tobacco, “I’ve been riding for days, I sure could use some relief, I’d be much obliged if you’d share your cocksucker with me.”
“Be my guest, whip it out” said Paul.
The man got off his horse, undid his jeans and took out his big sweat rod. Lucas was now switching off on Paul’s and the stranger’s cocks. First Paul shoot off in Lucas’ mouth, then the stranger climaxed in Lucas’ mouth.
“Thanks a lot! Have a nice day” said the stranger as he got back on his horse and rode off.
Lucas and Paul got back on their horse; Lucas put his hands around Paul’s waist. They arrived in El Paso, and went to the finest hotel; they checked into Mr. Brenner’s grand suite. Soon there was a knock at the door.
“Hey, old buddy!” said a deep voice. In walked a tall very handsome young man.
“Good to see you again!” said Paul. “This is Sam’s son, Lucas.”
“Nice to meet you, Lucas” drawled the young man shaking Lucas’ hand, “You tell your daddy that Cliff Davenport says hello. See, Paul and I were best friends in school, he went off to goddam Yale, and I stayed behind to run my father’s fucking general store. I used to stay at the big house on the Brenner ranch during the summer. So, I get to know your daddy real well, along with Paul and Karl!” laughed Cliff as he groped Lucas’ ass, “I hear you’re as fine a cocksucker as your daddy is! And I aim to find out!” he roared as he undid his jeans, pulled down his drawers, his big thick young man’s cock jutted forward, he sat down in a wing chair.
Lucas got on his knees, in the center of Cliff’s legs and began licking his great cock all over.
“Fuck, Paul! You weren’t kidding! This kid is a fucking dynamo! Kid, you are better than your daddy! Only don’t tell him that” laughed Cliff.
“He sucked me and a stranger during the ride over” said Paul, “But you know how it is! This fucking thing is hard all the time!” laughed Paul as he undid his jeans, pulled down his drawers and sat down in a wing chair next to Cliff. Now Lucas was taking turns servicing both friends with his mouth.
“This sure is the life!” drawled Cliff.
“It sure is!” laughed Paul.
Both friends were getting close from Lucas’ cocksucking; they adjourned to the bedroom. With Lucas on his hands and knees, the two hung childhood friends engaged in a long vigorous bout of mouth and ass fucking on Lucas that left all three immensely satisfied. Lucas shot two loads in his drawers and took two loads in his ass. They took hot baths in the marble bathroom. There was a closet full of clothes, and they dressed in fine suits. Dinner was at a fancy restaurant; excellent steaks and bottles of red wine were consumed. Lucas was so excited at experiencing the good life. At a nightclub they watched a show with dancing girls and singers. Then they went to a private club so that Paul and Cliff could play poker. Lucas sat off to the side of the rich boys.
Lucas was transfixed by one of the players at the table. Luis Ramirez was a 25-year-old Mexican wheeler dealer. He was six feet tall, muscular and had an incredibly handsome face with a thin black mustache; he had a killer smile. He was regal and masculine in his black suit. He was also a champion poker player, Paul and two other players had dropped out, it was down to Luis and Paul. Luis’ full house beat Paul’s two pairs. The game was over.
“I have a proposal” said Luis in his deep slightly accented voice, “There’s over $2000 on the table, you take that, and I take the boy.”
“You got yourself a deal!” said Paul scooping up the money, “Lucas, you can keep the suit and good luck to you. Let’s go Paul.” They left the room.
Lucas was gob smacked! He’d just been traded away like a sheep on the ranch. He wasn’t going back there! What about his family and his job?
“My name is Luis.”
“I’m Lucas.”
“I have seen the way you look at me, chico, my hotel is across the street.” They left the private club.
In Luis’ hotel room, Luis embraced Lucas and then kissed. After all the multitudes of sucking cock and getting fucked Lucas had partaken in, he’d never been kissed by man. It was awesome feeling Luis’ stubble brush against his face, it was electrifying feeling another man’s tongue on his, Luis’ lips were rubbing against his. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, Lucas ended up caressing the crotch of Luis’s suit, feeling his powerful large erection. Luis’ hands found themselves kneading Lucas’ prime young white ass. They took of their clothes and went to the bed.
Lucas was stunned by Luis’ manhood; it was the biggest one he had ever seen! This uncut thick hard cock was an expanse of dark flesh, the head was a work of art. Lucas had it in his mouth in a flash! It was a pleasure and a privilege to be sucking on such a great cock, and Lucas lavished his tongue all over it, the juice flowing from the slit was salty, warm and intoxicating. Lucas had never suckled on such a fine pair of balls before. He opened his mouth really wide and deepthroated Luis’ cock. It was quite a sight; the pale white boy’s cute face obscenely contorted around a huge brown Mexican pinga.
Luis pulled Lucas up and arranged him on his side, he greased up his cock with cold cream that was on the end table, he slathered cold cream on Lucas’ boy hole. While holding and kissing Lucas, Luis rammed his cock straight up Lucas’ chute and began fucking him. Lucas saw stars as he experienced the most powerful fuck of his life. He was transported to the stratosphere when Luis took his hand and reached into the front of Lucas’ drawers. He tugged on Lucas’ cock and cupped his balls while he was fucking him! Lucas had never known such pleasure before, it was like he was being made love to. He was gurgling at getting fucked and jerked at the same time. Luis’ cock and hand brought Lucas to the most tremendous climax of his life, his cock erupted and blasted off gushes of spunk in his drawers. Luis was grunting as his cock shot off blasts of hot lech into Lucas’ innards. Luis cuddled Lucas as they fell asleep.
They were awoken by a room service waiter who wheeled in a tray of food and coffee. They ate breakfast, took hot baths and dressed. Lucas was dazed at how his life had changed out of the blue. They got on a horse, Lucas enjoyed holding Luis’ waist as the crossed the border into Juarez, Mexico. They hung out in a cantina drinking tequila and smoking cigars, then went to the train station. They spent the day long journey to Mexico City fucking in a sleeping car and eating in the dining car.
Lucas was awestruck by the bustling Mexico City; he’d been raised on a sheep farm. Luis showed him around the metropolis. They checked into a grand hotel; they fucked in the big bed. Later, they had dinner at a fancy restaurant and then saw a mariachi show at a nightclub. They fucked again in the hotel room. In the morning, they bathed and dressed, they walked a few blocks to a three-story house and went in. They were greeted by a tough looking, white-suited Mexican man in his 30’s, the trio went into an office.
“He will make an excellent whore,” said Luis, “He sucks like a loco maricon and gets fucked like a biche.”
“You always get the best boys, Luis” the man said handing Luis a stack of Mexican paper money, Luis left.
Lucas was devastated but helpless.
“I am Ramon, I own you now” he said, undoing, his white trousers, he pulled out an enormous mean looking Mexican uncut cock. Lucas got on his and began sucking it. “Si! You are excellante!” Luis’ head was bobbing as he deepthroated Ramon’s piece. Ramon lifted him up, pulled down his suit trousers and threw against a wall. Lucas felt asshole being slathered with something, then Ramon brutally fucked him, Ramon shot off inside him. Ramon threw a towel; he cleaned his ass.
Lucas followed Ramon to a well-furnished living room, there were three white boys sitting around wearing red drawers with the rear panel cut out. They had been abducted from Texas stagecoaches, trains or saloons; some were visiting Mexico when they were taken. Boy hunters like Luis would bring them there for a fee. Ramon put them to work as whores servicing elite Mexican men who craved white boys. They were thrown out after a year or so.
Lucas undressed, his suit was taken away and he was given those red drawers to wear. An older man in a military uniform was his first client. Thus, began Lucas’ servitude. There would be a succession of Mexican grandees, generals, and soldiers of all ages whom Lucas pleasured. Occasionally, white businessmen found their way to the house. Boys were rotated out of the living room and allowed to sleep for a while. It was a 24-hour a day operation, men with hard cocks could show up at any hour. Lucas adjusted to this subjugation as he had to so many indignities. Lucas lost count of time and the number of men he had satisfied as the weeks went on. He got used to imbibing tequila and Latin cock.
“I want that new boy” said a white man pointing to Lucas, one evening.
“Si, Senor Malone” said Ramon. Lucas led the man up a flight of stairs to a bedroom. Lucas was jolted by the white man’s handsome rugged face which had a long busy mustache and had brown hair. He was 25 years old, stood six feet and a lanky build. He wore jeans, a cowboy hat, a plaid shirt and brown cowboy boots. He was Lucas’ kind of fella. When he took his clothes off, Lucas saw he really was his kind of fella! He a great big hard thick white uncut cock that was nearly as big Luis!
The man in a chair, smoking a cigarette and sipping tequila, as Lucas was on his knees between the man’s legs. Lucas was mesmerized at seeing this great cock up close, and it was all his! Lucas peeled back the foreskin and stroked the shaft as he held those bull balls in his hand. Lucas opened his mouth wide, curled his tongue over his lips and started licking the whole damn thing. Then he gobbled the man’s ball sack. Lucas’ adept deepthroating really pleased the man as the stared into each other’s eyes.
“Fuck, boy! You’re the best damn cocksucker I’ve had in the month I been coming here!” drawled the man in a pleasing deep Texan voice, “That’s it, right there! Take your time, I pay extra for a nice long session.” Lucas’ servicing of the man’s cock went on and on. “Boy, I could sit here forever! Most of the whores do a good job, but I can tell they’re riled up about doing it, you love doing it!” Finally, Lucas’ felt that long thick log of manflesh twitching in his active mouth. The man sighed as his cock began blasting it’s load of thick, warm spunk down Lucas’ throat, it was the best spunk he’d ever tasted, thought Lucas as he chugged it all down.
“That was real swell!” said the man, “We’ll take a break, I’ll get hard again and fuck that mighty fine ass of yours. Pour yourself a drink and have a smoke.” Lucas poured a glass of tequila and lit a cigarette.
“I’m Hank Malone.”
“I’m Lucas Benson.”
“So, Lucas, how did a nice American boy end up in working in a Mexican whorehouse?”
“I was at a poker game…” Began Lucas’ chronicle of his life and how he ended up Mexico City.
“Fuck! Hearing about all those men you been with and how you took them all one has got my pecker raring to go!” Indeed, Lucas saw that Hank’s cock was hard again and miraculously looked even bigger, as big as Luis’!” Hank lifted Lucas up in his big strong arms and carried him to the bed, he placed him on his and put his head on some pillows. Lucas eagerly spread his legs so that his asshole was readily available to take Hank’s cock. Hank slathered up his cock with some cold cream from a nearby jar, then lathered up Lucas’s slot. Hank was between Lucas’ stretched legs on top, Hank eased the tip of his cock into Lucas’ slot, then eased it in bit by bit. Lucas gasped as his insides parted to take in Hank’s great tool, it jammed in and clicked into place, causing Lucas to moan. Hank slowly eased it back out.
“You want this Lucas?”
“God yes, Hank! Fuck me!”
“You got it, boy!”
Hank was a fantastic lover with a steady tender, though forceful rhythm Lucas had never experienced before. His hard cock was practically ripping a hole in his red fuck drawers! Most earthshattering was when Hank bent his head down and kissed Lucas on his mouth! It was electrifying feeling Hank’s tongue in his mouth and his bristly mustache scratching his face, as his hips went back and forth ramming his cock in and out of Lucas’ ass. It was the best time Lucas ever had with a man and was it all too much to bear, causing to him wail as his cock was blasting gob after gob of his warm boy spunk in his red drawers.
“Well, I guess you like it” chuckled Hank as he continued fucking the whimpering Lucas. Hank could last, but he knew Lucas must be sore and so he allowed his cock to shoot off, flooding Lucas’ insides with blast of his thick hot spunk. Hanks withdrew his cock from Lucas’ gaping ass hole. He strutted over to the table and came back with glasses of tequila. They lay in bed sipping and smoking cigarettes, there was the afterglow of two men having just fucked blissfully.
“Your daddy did what he had to do, it’s a rotten world out there. I did what I had to do. I was a bank robber, that’s right! I figured it was better than herding cows or sitting at a desk all day. When I was younger than you, I joined a gang, we robbed banks all over Texas, I killed a few men when I had to. We ain’t never got caught! The leader of the gang decided last month to call it quits, get out while we’re a head. We came to Mexico to escape the law. He got married to a Mexican woman, I got no use for women, they just want to pop out babies and bust men’s balls; the other fellas in the gang went their ways. I came here cause I like big cities, I had enough of the plains when I was a kid. I got a pile of money that’ll last quite a while, and I plan on going into business. First, I want to go to Europe and see all those places I heard about, maybe I’ll even stay there. The only thing I don’t have is a pretty boy like you to fuck all night and wake up to in the morning. What do you say? Will you be with me?”
“It don’t bother you that I’m a whore and I been with a lot of fellas?”
“Fuck, no! You didn’t choose any that, it just happened. Besides, how else would you be such a terrific cocksucker unless you got all that practice, lucky me to have you! Hell, I been with a lot of fellas too, shit like that don’t mean anything to men like us, we’d be starting fresh.”
“But I have to work here.”
“Ah, I know Ramon, to him you’re just like a cow, to be bought and sold. I’d give him a fair price for you, of course you’d have to work that off on me” chuckled Hank.
“Hank Malone,” said Lucas weeping, “You are the greatest man I’ve known; I’d do anything for you, I’d go anywhere with you. Let’s get the fuck out of here!”
Hank washed his cock with soap and water from a basin and got dressed, He and Lucas left the room, Lucas was in his red soiled drawers. They went to Ramon’s office, he sat across from Ramon at his desk and started conversing in Spanish with him. Ramon’s face had big grin as Hank reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a wad of American 100 dollar-bills and tossed it on the desk. Ramon pocketed the stash, they shook hands.
“Lucas, Ramon here agrees to the terms, those include one last suck from you.”
“Sure, Hank.”
Lucas got on his knees between Ramon’s stretched legs and took that epic pinga in his mouth for a final suck. Lucas’s head went up and down on Ramon’s tool. Ramon babbled in Spanish as Lucas’ mouth brought him to a grand concluding climax with tangy Latin leche to lad up.
Ramon fixed himself up and left the room. He returned with Lucas’ suit from Mr. Brenner’s El Paso hotel suite and the black leather cowboy boot that had been his 18th birthday present from his parents. Lucas took off his soiled drawers, cleaned himself up, got dressed in his old clothes and put his boots on.
“Adios, Chico” said Ramon, “Vaya con dios.”
Hank and Lucas walked out into the busy nighttime streets of Mexico City.
“I’m starving!” yelled Hank.
“Me too!”
On the opposite side of the street, Lucas saw Luis the boy hunter walking with a cheerful young white man. Hank led them to a cantina where they ate and drank tequila while a Mariachi band performed. After dinner they walked a few blocks to Hank’s small hotel. They undressed, kissed goodnight and slept soundly in bed together. The next morning Lucas woke to find the sleeping Hank’s cock was hard, he started sucking it.
“Hmmm” said the now awake Hank, “We think alike, I like to fuck in the morning and before going to sleep.” After getting Hank fully aroused with his mouth, Lucas was on his back and spread his legs; Hank was fucking him as the sun shone through the windows. After they’d each climaxed they took baths and got dressed. They went to a café for breakfast. Then they went to the Western Union office so Lucas could send a telegram:
Dear Pa:
I’m ok. Let everyone know that. Give my love to Ma, Rachel and Laura.
I met a swell man who I know you would like. I hope you will meet him sometime. I do not know when I’ll be back. I will keep in touch.
Your son
Lucas
They then went to a clothing store where Hank bought Lucas some new clothes. Afterward Hank and Lucas went to the American Express office to make arrangements to sail to Europe.
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