Such a Good Boy

I’ve always loved horses, the gentle giants are strong and powerful and so beautiful. Came by it naturally, my dads the same way and I wanted to be just like him. I guess it’s a good thing because I grew up on a horse ranch. Some of the earliest pictures of us kids are on a horse. One I like a lot is my dad propping me up on a horse as he hides behind it, I’m only a few months old. I remember riding in the grand entry at the rodeo all the time. My first saddle was this cute and tiny little red leather thing, it’s still has it on display in the den, along with my first cowboy boots, all three of our first saddles and boots are. All us kids did horse events in the rodeo, I was a team roper, a heeler and I got the belt buckle trophies to prove it. Dad was a horse breeder/trainer and in high demand and I was his shadow from the time I could walk. I loved anything to do with horses and my dad, I’d do anything to please him. You see, my mother died in childbirth with me, it was a freak thing and nothing could be done. Can you imagine? A newborn, my sister was two, and my brother was five and dads only twenty six years old. My mother’s fraternal twin brother, James, moved in within a week of the funeral to help out and the two raised us kid he and Dad ran the business and together made a name for us in horse circles. Thank God for Uncle James, or as we called him Unca-J, he stepped in and took over where our mother left off. He cooked and cleaned and taught things as he went. He was a true godsend to dad and us kids.  I spent a lot of my first year strapped to my dads chest as went about his business, I guess that’s why I’ve always been so attached to him and would do anything to please him. Loosing our mom was really traumatic for everyone but me, I didn’t no any difference. It was the worst for my brother Ben, he being five and all, he had her the longest. Dad, Unca J did a great job raising us and they got a lotta help from our grandparents. In spite of everything, we had a pretty great childhood and we’re all very close but time passed and thing changed a little.
My oldest brother did all the same horse stuff but when high school was over, he was over it, he was off to college and he never looked back. He was done with horses and country life, now we only saw him at holidays for the most part. He’s a big time partner at a law firm in Chicago, no more horses. My sister was pretty much the same except she’s a doctor in Houston and married to another doctor so we only see here every other holiday. Dad and Unca J are proud of them and the life they built for themselves but all that wasn’t for me. I went to college just like they did but just four years was enough for me. I got my degree in business and minored in animal husbandry so I could help my dad run his business. I wanted to stay close by and eventually take over when dad retired. I guess I should introduce myself, I’m Clayton James Moore. I’m 25, a tall guy, I’m six foot five, 240 pound of lean farm boy muscle. My short hair is as black as coal and I have deep blue eyes like my mom and I look very much like the man I’m named after, my Uncle James, some people thought I was his son instead of dads. Dad didn’t mind, said it was like having a little bit of my mom around, both him and me. Surprisingly, for a guy with such dark hair, I’m not really hairy. I have a light dusting on my arms and legs and a sprinkle on my chest with a faint little happy trail down to my spare bush. Dad says I’m the most like him except I’m rather quiet and very shy, I tend to be a people pleaser, dads a more dominant personality. The two of us can talk horses all night long and absolutely bore you to death about it, but on any other topic, I clam up and listen but if my dad was interested, so was I. I’ve always admired him and I guess I had a little crush on my dad. He’s taller than me bigger build, very handsome and very charismatic. People are easily drawn to him, my brother looks just like him, both turn heads everywhere they go he also got that same charismatic personality unlike me. Oh and if you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m gay. Figured it out in high school, thanks to the internet but I didn’t act on it until college or say a word to my family, not that I talked a lot anyway. The thing is, it was my dad who figured it out, like I said, he and I are very close. They say a mother always knows but I didn’t have one of those and as I was so attached to him he started to notice things. I never dated girls in school, he thought I was just to shy to ask one out, all I cared about was horses. I discovered boys in college and this tall lanky quiet country boy was a hit with a handful of guys, closeted jocks and one TA between the sheets. It was my wondering eye that always got me caught. When you’re as tall as I am, you tend to stick out and it was pretty easy to tell what was catching my eye and my snug fitting Wranglers didn’t do much to hide my arousal. I had my share of guys hitting on me wanting to clime my tree, it was obvious I was packing plenty in those snug fitting jeans, but they quickly found out we were looking for the same thing. I was a big ole bottom, I loved getting fucked. That’s how I got those closeted jocks, big guys that didn’t need to be seen with some twink and no one thought a thing about them hanging with a cowboy, also I like that alpha male attitude. Turned me on. Those jocks would have me on all fours making me beg them to fuck me. I wasn’t away at school a month before I lost my cherry. I’d already figured out I was gay and thanks to the internet, I was pretty sure I knew I want to bottom. I just didn’t know how to meet guys. It finally happened when I got clocked staring at this hot looking guy in the student union. I was killing time between classes having a Coke and he was across from me talking to somebody and I got a hard on looking at him. Being so tall, black headed and big blue eyes with a lost puppy look on my face, I was hard to miss. When his friend left he came to me and said hi. I instantly turned bright red and couldn’t think of a thing to say. I gave short answers and nods and before it was over I was told to be at his dorm room after class that day. He opened his door and I nearly fainted, all he had on was some flimsy shorts and a smile. His body was beautiful and muscled and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He told me we were going to play video games and as I sat next to him playing, his big cock fell from the leg of his shorts and that game was over in a flash. I didn’t say a word and I didn’t look away. He realized I was new at all this and decided to take control of the situation. His was the first cock I ever sucked and I’m sure I was awful at it. That was fine with him, I’d learn but he had other ideas in mind and I was so passive that I’d let him do pretty much anything to get his cock. He made me strip and kneel on the bed. Every time he touched me I flinched and jump a little. He took a risk with my virgin ass and rimmed me. I nearly hit the wall when his tongue touched my tight pucker but he held on and got it in me. I was going crazy, I had no idea it could be like that. Soon he’s fingering me and switching back and forth. When he decided I was ready for his cock he moved in and started pushing that round head into me. I screamed out when he popped the head in and he clamped his hand over my mouth and told me to breathe deep from my nose and relax because it was going to happen. He pushed my face into the pillow and held it there as he slid further into me. He told me if I screamed he’d kick my ass. I’m crying my eyes out and trying to be quiet but it felt like a burning hot branding iron was being rammed up my ass. But I took it and after a while my ass started to relax and take it better. He was pretty turned on so this didn’t last long and soon he was blasting my ass full of cum. It had finally started to feel good but I really loved it when he came in me, it was so soothing. When he was done he fell down beside me on the bed and laughed as my fingers were instantly in my ass feeling the cum that was leaking out.

“That was pretty good for a newbie, it’ll be better next time”

Brandon and I became friends, hanging out when he wanted and he taught me all about being a good bottom. He was a year ahead of me so for three years I was his friend in public and his bitch in private. We’d go out with friends, his friends, and he’d sometimes get me to suck him off or have me take a fast fuck. But he wasn’t the only one partaking of my talents, I ended up being bitch to several guys, some straight that weren’t getting any from a girlfriend or something. It was that first year I met Andy, he was a teachers assistant, TA, and I gave him head in a restroom, before long he was fucking me all the time. He had my schedule and he new when I was free during the day and would tell me when to be at his little office to have my ass fucked. Andy was always telling me what a good boy I was when his cock was up my ass. It just made me wanna please him more. For the four years I was at college, he was breeding my ass anywhere from two to five times a week. Many a day I sat in class with his load held tightly in my ass, happy as could be.

Unfortunately, all good things come to an end and after graduation and I headed home. Not a lot of action on a horse ranch in rural north Texas, so I kinda put all that behind me. Dad had the old bunkhouse redone and built on to. He had an extension built on. It had a nice big kitchen and living room and two big bedrooms and my sister, as a graduation gift had it all decorated so it looked really nice. I was now the business manager for my dad. He and Unca J had been doing it with my help from afar when I could so stepping into my new position in the family business was a smooth transition. It’s when I came back from college that he figured out my secret. Unca J told me later on that he really struggled with it, thinking it was his fault but to his credit he never treated me differently or acted uncomfortable around me. I had no idea he knew. His first clue was his big tall good looking son never said a word about girls. None came around or were ever mentioned as per usual, all I talked about was horses. J said he talked about it to him at night when they sat around talking in the evening. Eventually, he had a long talk with my siblings only to find out they had both thought I was as well but never said anything because they were afraid he would freak out. It wasn’t until Thanksgiving that it all came out, he insisted they come home that year. Talk about a strange coming out party. So we’re all sitting around the table talking as we finish dinner when dad tapped his water glass with a fork. He’s going on about how proud he is of his family, his children and son in law and how he was a lucky man to have so many riches in life. He said he looked forward to his boys finding mates as fantastic as my sister had. I got uncomfortable and dropped my eyes and played with my food with my fork. I was hating this and Unca J saw it. 

“What your dad is trying to say is we love you all and are proud of you. Hold on, Clay, we got something for you”

He got up and walked in the kitchen and came out with a cake with colorful sprinkles on it and set it down in front of me as my sister pulled my plate away. I looked at it with out a clue what this was about. Dad handed me a cake knife and told me to cut it. I stood up and cut into the cake. It was a rainbow cake and still I didn’t get it and looked up with a confused look on my face. My brother started laughing and said...

“Congrats Clay, this is your coming out party. We all know you’re gay and we’re dragging you out of the closet”

Needless to say I was embarrassed, shocked and thrilled at the same time so it made things a little easier for me. Not like I was getting laid or anything, no one around for miles and I was really to busy to go hunting for it. Fast forward months later and my itchy ass was needing some dick in the worst way. I had some online friends and one talked me into doing a fans only page so I could release a little pent up tension and maybe make a little money too. He said I should play on the lonely horny cowboy angle and work in some western chaps, boots, a cowboy hat and all the trimmings. He sent me links to get sex toys to play with in my shows and all kinds of cheesy shit. Soon I had thousands of followers and I was fucking myself with dildos and it helped but what I needed was a man. A real man with a real cock to keep me from losing my mind. As I said, my dad’s a horse trainer and breeder, he’s taught me everything he knows. I was able to broaden our business to work with the movie/tv and entertainment Industry needing horses for projects and that’s how I met Alex. Unbeknownst to me, he was a follower that was on almost every time I did one of my little late night shows. He didn’t go by Alex, used something else, ShoMan12.5,  but I noticed he was one of my biggest fans. Turns out he’s owns this company that did elaborate horse and rider costume shows. Some were western themed, some were set in medieval times, you get the picture. Anyway, Alex was  in charge of everything having to do with the shows nation wide and was looking for trainers and Arabian horses, that’s how he stumbled across us. We had talked on the phone many times before he came out. I’ll never forget our first meeting. I was tied up on the phone putting out fires when he arrived and dad was showing him around. I walked out and he and dad were standing out by the training pens looking at the horses. He really caught my eye because he’s a tall guy like me. He’s got a foot propped up on the fence rails and my first thought was damn what an ass. I shake it off and greet him with a warm hello. He turns and looks at me and tilted his head as he turned and stepped forward extending his hand. God damn this man was good looking. He looked like something from a magazine, fine bone structure, dark eyes and the perfect main of hair the color of straw, the man was  gorgeous to say the least. But I kept it together, I smiled and was all business, telling him the advantages of working with us and really selling it. He was attentive as I spoke, asking good questions. I’m so fucked, he has this rich velvety deep voice and it’s all I can do to NOT get a hard on as we talk. It was a productive first meeting, he joined us for lunch at the house and Unca J really out did himself. Alex left not long after lunch saying he had some thinking to do and he would be in the area taking care of other business but would get back to us. He was hardly off the property and I was in my bedroom beating off just thinking about this man. I hadn’t seen a man that good looking in so long. That night, as the ranch was asleep, I did one of my sex shows. I was so worked up from the visit that I got out my biggest dildo, eight inches, and went to town on my ass for my fans to see. When I shot my load I was thinking of him and stupid me, I said his name as I shot. The message board lit up, who’s Alex? I tried to pass it off but they were curious for more. I just said my good nights and shut it down. The next day, I got a text saying I had special delivery at the post office. I had one set up special for my little show “The Cowboy”. I picked it up and was sitting in my truck as I opened it. The package was from an address in Las Vegas. I opened it to find a huge long dildo and a note. “This is made from a mold of my own hard cock. I’d like to see it up your cunt. Think you can handle it?”The thing was huge! No way was this for real, it’s gotta be some guy with a two inch pecker that thinks he’s got a baseball bat down there. I’d never had anything this big, my longest one was eight inches and the longest real cock I’d had was only a half inch longer than that. But a real cock is easier to take than a rubber one. I stuck it back in the box and pitched in in the seat and headed back to work. It had to be a joke and I didn’t think anything about it the rest of the day, I’d even left it in my truck. Later that day I got a call from Alex asking some questions which I answered. He tanked me for the tour and information and asked me to pass on his appreciation to my folks for the wonderful meal. That night at the house, dad told me...

“You should ask Alex out when he comes back out”

“Damn dad, are you trying to play matchmaker here? I don’t even think he’s gay. That could completely ruin a really good business deal for us”

“Well Clay Boy, (that’s what the family called me as a kid, it slipped out from time to time) I think you might be wrong about that”

“You think because you’re so well researched on everything gay, you know more than me”

“Hardly, give the old man some credit. I don’t know everything and god help me I may already know too much. But I know when somebody is interested. That call you got today? Asking all those questions? I personally answered every one of them when you were still in your office. He was finding a reason to talk to you so listen to your old daddy and ask him out”

He may be right but I wasn’t taking a chance and messing up this deal for something that may not happen. He’s losing it. The next morning he and I are in the office and the phone rings and dad answers. 

“Well good morning to you too! What can we do for you? ........ Fantastic, glad to be doing business with you. ........... well that would be great but here’s the thing, I’m gonna be out of pocket tonight. Clayton could do it without me. ....Yep, a real nice Italian place over in the Springs. Nice and quiet so you two can talk and not be bothered. Nothing like your use to but it’s best we got around here... you bet, I’ll tell him. Thanks again, I think this is gonna be the beginning of something great. Good bye “

“Old man, what did you do?”

“That was Alex and he’s agreed to take us on. I knew he would. You got a date with him tonight, you’re picking him up at a quarter to seven and taking him to that place in the Springs. You take off sometime today and get that haircut freshened up. Get those dress boots out for me and I’ll get um polished up real nice. Find something nice to put on but not to fancy, don’t wanna over do it....”“Dad, calm down. What’s this about you being tied up?”

“I just said that so you kids could be alone. Nice n cozy like. Now don’t argue with me”

He jumped up and let himself in my apartment, which he’s NEVER done, got my good Lucchese boots out and headed for the house. 

“Boy, get that hair cut. I’ll have these boot shiny in no time”

And he was gone. I’m standing there in a daze, trying to figure this all out when the phone rings again. It’s Alex again.

“I hope this is okay with you. I think your dad just set us up on a date. Gotta say, this is a first for me”

“Is it okay with me? Hell, is it okay with you. My dads got it in his head that you’re gonna be his son in law or something. I’m really sorry about this. Ever since I came out and decided to stay and help run the business, he’s scared I’m gonna be alone the rest of my life. I told him you probably weren’t even gay or even interested in me if you are. We don’t have to do this tonight”

“Just so you know, I’m interested, very interested. I just hope you are as well. You seemed like it”

I was a little blown over. We talked a little while and he had to take another call so we hung up. The extension for the business phone was in the house and I’d no sooner hung up and dads calling me.

 “That was Alex, wasn’t it. I recognized the number. Everything okay for tonight?”

“Dad, you have a better gaydar than I do. Yes everything is fine he just wanted to talk a minute”

“I knew I was right!”

That evening I drove over to pick him up and as he settled in the seat he kicked something in the floorboard, reached down and picked it up. I nearly swallowed my tongue, that massive dildo fell out of the box in his lap. I wanted to evaporate then and there, I was mortified. He looked at me and grinned and I started babbling....

“I see you got my little gift”

I just sat in stunned silence.

“You sent this?”

“Had it overnighted right after I left lunch with you and your folks. I recognize you as soon as I set eyes on you. I’ve been watching you online since I discovered your site almost a year ago. I never thought I’d meet you in person and to find out you really are a cowboy and not just a fantasy”

I started sweating and trying to think what to say. 

“What you must think of me......”

He reached over and put his hand on my thigh. 

“Oh I had an idea when I met you but I’d like to get to know the real you. Come on, let’s go eat and talk”

I drove to the restaurant and we were seated in a booth. Food and drinks were ordered and I was quiet again. 

“Did I shock you”

“Ya think? I’d didn’t know what to think when I opened that box. I thought it was a joke”

“It’s not, I sell them online, among other things. You’re not the only one with a little side business”

“It’s a little different”

“Yeah, when you think replicas of my cock have been sent out all over the world, being stuck up god know what...”

“So that’s for real? You’re really that big?”

“Yep and if all goes well, after dinner, you’ll find out first hand”

“I don’t know, I’ve never had anything that big before and I haven’t been with a man in almost two years. Just toys”

“That’s too long. You must be needing it bad by now”

I could feel my face get hot

“I guess daddy doesn’t know his little boy puts things up his ass for strangers to watch”

“Jesus, you’re not gonna say anything are you?”

“Relax handsome. I’m not an asshole but I do intend to be deep in that asshole by the end of the evening. You’re pretty sexy when you blush”

I laughed and he grinned at me.

“I like you better laughing”

The waitress brought out the food and we ate and talked. He made me laugh a lot and between that and a few glasses of wine I was totally at ease. Later I drove him back to the hotel he was staying at and he invited me in. As soon as the door closed he took me in his arms and kissed me. 

“You’re a handsome boy, Clayton. One of the reasons I’ve been watching you so long”

“Don’t think I qualify as a boy any more”

“Maybe not, but you’re going to be my boy”

I blushed again and he laughed

“What now?”

“See? That’s what I’m talking about. A man would never blush but a boy will. Let’s get you out of those clothes, pretty boy”

All of a sudden, I’m all thumbs and elbows. He’s got me so flustered, I can’t figure out anything. He can’t be that much older than I am, how does he exude so much dominance over me so easily? I mean I just met him. It’s just that with one dinner, he’s already read me and put me in my place. He’s not condescending or rude, on the contrary, he’s charming and funny. He has a confidence and air about him that puts me at ease and ties me up in knots at the same time. He’s right about one thing though, he makes me feel boyish and wanting to please him but for some reason I can’t seem to get out of my clothes. 

“Let me help you, baby boy”

He opened my belt and then the jeans. He kneeled down and lifted my foot, I held on to his shoulder as he removed my boot and sock then repeated the process on my other foot. He gently kissed the top of my foot as he put it down then lowered my jeans lifting each foot as he continued the process. Then he stood before me and removed my shirt and lay it over the back of the chair my jeans were neatly folded then he slipped my stark white briefs down over my ass and I stepped out of them. He scooped them up an inhaled the aroma. He looked at me standing naked before him trying to cover my privates and smiled as he slipped them in the front pocket of his jeans. 

“A little souvenir and my favorite sent, horny boy musk, nothing like it”

Making me blush even harder then he kissed me softly. He pulled my hands away from my crotch and cupped my balls in his warm hand. 

“You’re even more beautiful in person and you’re all mine”

I could feel the heat rising again so I dropped my head self consciously. He lifted my chin and kissed me again. 

“I like you this way, not near as secure as you are when you do those shows for your fans. Are ya boy?”

“No Sir”

I stood and watched as he took off each item of clothing. He was facing away from me when he removed his jeans, revealing his bare muscular ass and legs. His back  muscles rippled as he bent over and stood back up. He’s such an incredible looking man and I marveled as he turned around to face me. His dick wasn’t even hard and yet it hung heavy between his thighs. For the first time in my life I felt so inadequate. He moves over and takes my hand and guided me to the bed. He pulled back the covers and got in, pulling me in with him and into a kiss. My hands are all over his incredible body, his chest is amazing, this thick nipples were just screaming to be chewed on and I was on them.

“That’s it boy, work um for me. Such a hungry boy”

His hands went down my back and he grabbed my ass in both of them. Kneading them like he was making bread, fingers slipped across my puckered rosebud making me crazy. I worked my way down his chest until I reached his huge cock. I’d felt it pushing between us as I lay on top of him and now it’s in my face. Thick rich precum is forming a messy pool on his rippled stomach and running slowly in between the deep cuts of hard muscle. It’s the hottest thing I’d ever experienced and I start licking it off. The feel of it in my mouth is mind blowing, I’ve always loved it when guys produce it but this was unreal. I’m stroking up so more will fill my mouth and soon it’s all over my face, chest and hands.

 “Ah yeah baby boy. That’s so good. Keep going, doing such a fantastic job”

I start taking more cock in my mouth and throat, I doubt I can get it all but I’m trying. I so want to please him. I use my hands as an extension of my mouth but I keep working to get more. I work on his massive cock for quite a while until he pushed me off him and started working his way down on me. He was holding that dripping cock along with mine stroking them together. I’m right at seven inches and yet I look like a little kid next to him. How can I be ashamed and so turned on at the same time? His thick cock slime was running down between my buns then he slipped a finger in me. It was so slick that it went in really easy so he added another. I pulled my legs wider and my knees up. He looked down as I’m laying back enjoying the finger fuck. 

“That’s it, such a good boy, open that pussy for me. Just like I’ve watched you do so many times. Gonna need it really open sweet boy”

I’m just grunting and moaning as he slipped another finger in.

"Tell me boy. When the last time you had some real cock in this pussy?”

My body just broke out in a sweat and I turned my face away

“Look at me boy. I wanna see your face when you tell me what kinda pussy boy you are”

I hadn’t been fucked by anything but a dildo since I’d gotten home from college. I told him nothing since college, almost two years before. He wanted to know the very last time. 

“It was on graduation day. This TA I met freshman year started messing around with me almost from the start”

“Messing around? Just blowjobs or what?”

He rammed in a little harder and I reached for my hard cock. He pushed it away..

“I sucked his cock through a gloryhole in a restroom, after that he’d have me come to his office and I’d suck him and he’d fuck me”

“So he’s breeding your pussy all four years?”

I nodded

“Tell me about that last time?”

“He had me meet him again the afternoon of graduation in his office. I had my cap and gown with me and he had me strip and put them on so he could fuck me in them. I had to haul ass to get to my place in line before commencement started”

“Hot, so you walked across the stage to get that diploma with his load in your hole?”

By this time, he’s got all four fingers deep inside of me pushing in and out, my cock is dripping like crazy and hard as a rock.

“I think we need to open up this pussy again, don’t you?”

He had me hold my legs up and he’s kneeling between them looking at me. He grabs his big slick cock and pushes it down and rubs it in my hole. I push out real hard and the head popped in making me gasp aloud. Keeping just the head in me, he squeezed the base of his cock and moves down the shaft, working his natural lube into me, then he pushed in another inch. He kept repeating this until he was fully planted inside me. He held it in me for a while, he was afraid I was gonna hyperventilate, I was panting so hard and sweating like mad. Then he started fucking his way out, getting further out with each stroke. When he hit my prostrate again, I exploded all over myself, hadn’t even touched my hard cock, he wouldn’t let me. Hell I thought I’d pass out that time. I hadn’t cum like that in forever, but he wasn’t done. 

“Such a good boy. That was fucking awesome!”

He pulled the rest of the way out and said how hot my pussy looked all gaping open like a mouth with no teeth. He leaned in and started eating me out soon he’s got his fingers back in and switching back and forth the he raised up and pushed that massive cock back in but this time it was faster. I must have had a look of surprise because he asked....

“You didn’t think I was done did you? I’ll be working this pussy for a while so you better get comfortable”

He’s plowing in hard a knocking the air out with each plunge, tears are rolling down my face. I’d been fucked hard before but that was in college and none of those guys were as big as Alex. It was almost more than I could take but I wanted to please him. He must have kept it up for over half an hour. He’d yank it out and ram it back in making me scream. I was pretty much fucked out by this time and I’m flopping around like a rag doll then it happened, he rammed in hard and blew his load in me. By that point he was over top of me looking me in the eyes even as mine rolled back in my head because he made me cum once more without touching myself. He leaned closer and kissed me as my legs slid down the side of his body and crossed behind him as he held me tight. 

“You were such a good boy”

Kissing me gave me goosebumps and his words made me feel like a child. Somehow his way of sweetly putting me in this boyish mindset, drove me crazy but it made feel good at the same time. I’d never met someone like Alex, so strong and confident. In some ways he reminded me of my dad, Mr. In Charge, and like my dad I wanted to please him. We lay like that a few minutes, his hard cock still deep inside me then he rolled over to the side, pulling that massive cock from my gripping hole. I gasped as it came out so quickly. I felt so filled and complete with him in me and now it was torn away. My hand went straight to my wide open hole, it felt so different. 

“I was right about you. You were meant to be fucked, look at you. You can’t even keep your hands out of that sweet pussy. We are definitely gonna be doing this again”

He’s leaning, propped up on his elbow as he looks down on me. Watching me blush under the gaze from his intense eyes.

“You really are a handsome boy. Can you stay with me tonight?”

“I want to but I’ve gotta call really early from the east coast. How long are you here?”

“Depends on you, pretty boy”

“Stop. You’re embarrassing me”

“I know but it’s pretty cute on you too”

“How come you call me a boy? We’ve got to be pretty close in age”

“First of all, baby, it’s got nothing to do with your age and I’m betting I’m older than you think.”

“So what, 26, 27?”

“Try 35. I’m guessing you’re probably 24, 25 right?”

“You’re kidding me? Really? I’d have never guessed”

“Good genes. So back to you being a boy. Let me ask you a few questions. Do you like it when a man takes control? (I nodded) what about when I or say your dad tells you what to do? (Again, I nod) See babe, you’re naturally inclined to be submissive. Sexually, you wanna be told what to do and please your man. That’s why you do the shows like you do. You encourage your followers to tell you what to do. You like someone having authority over you and you want to make them happy. I’m also sure it drives you wild when I talk about your tight little hole as a pussy”

His words made me shiver, he was right, I did like having someone else in charge. I’d always followed my dad around, remember I’ve already mentioned I was dad’s shadow and even if I was running everything he always had last word and pleasing him made me happy, always had. Also, he was right about him saying I had a pussy, it turned me on. I’d always loved how my hole felt after getting fucked but Alex had the biggest cock I’d ever had and he really made me stretch. When he said that about it looking like an open mouth with no teeth, I was shocked and turned on. He reached down and stuck a few finger in me and swirled them around. 

“It’s all relaxed and wet, but still pretty tight. That’s a boy pussy”

As usual I tilted my head away and he laughed. I got up and got dressed, it felt odd with no briefs on but I kissed him and left. Gotta say, I slept like a baby. The next morning I had my early call and no sooner had I finished, Alex and dad are walking in my office. 

“Look who’s here! Sounds like you boys had a nice time last night”

“Aren’t you here awfully early”

“I was gonna try to take you for breakfast but your dad invited me to eat with the family and how could I say no to that”

Dad looked like he was gonna bust, he was so happy. I just wanted to laugh, he was so proud of himself. J did one of his big country breakfast and Alex loved it. He was going on about the homemade biscuits and gravy and dad said...

“When Clay Boy was in high school, he could put away so many of those biscuits, it was scary. The kid had a hollow leg, he was hard to fill up”

“Clay Boy?”

“It’s what we called him as a little boy. It was easier to say for Emily, his sister and it kinda stuck. Mostly only his dad calls him that now”

James laughed at the memory and then pointed out I was blushing again.

“That boy blushes at the drop of a hat. Hard to believe that big ole strapping boy could be so bashful. Thank heavens he love’s those horses or we’d of never got him to talk. He was well up in school before he’d speak without being spoken to first but he and his daddy can talk your ears off about a horse”

“I did notice he gets pretty quiet sometimes. I got more nods to answer a question than I’ve ever seen”

“He’s quiet but he’s smart as a whip, my boy. I’m proud of him. He talks when he needs to and the more he knows folks the easier it flows”

I hated this, couldn’t stand to be the center of attention but it was like dad was doing a hard sell on me to Alex. I think I was pretty much red faced all through breakfast and Alex hardly took his eyes off me. 

“So how long ya gonna be in town?”

Dad asked hopefully 

“I don’t have to be back for a few days and I’m kinda enjoying myself around here”

“Clayton, why don’t you kick off while he’s here. James and I can cover the office and the guys will handle whatever help we need”

“Dad, you assume to much. Alex has probably got impotent things to do and doesn’t need me hanging around”

“Do I get a vote in this? I’d love you to show me around”

“It’s settled, you boys scat and have a good time. Don’t worry about anything just have fun”

Before long, I’m in the front seat of his big Range Rover headed back to town.

“Well, Clay Boy, that was very enlightening”

He grinned as he drove. He reached over and patted my thigh giving it a squeeze.

“I guess I’m in for a good teasing”

“Not what I was thinking at all. It just confirmed everything I told you last night. You were born to be this way baby boy, not a thing wrong with it”

“Dad thinks I’m still a little boy. That’s not embarrassing at all”

I focus my eyes out the side window.

“He does not. He’s so proud of you, you can see it all over his face. You know how many guys like us are thrown away by their own families because of who they are? To say nothing of those who don’t survive because of something they had no choice in. I think it’s sweet he’s trying to fix you up with me. You’re a lucky man”

“So now I’m a man?”

“Hell, Clayton, of course you are. A big tall hunky beautiful man in every since of the word but you have that other side that makes me want you even more. That sexy submissive boy that makes my dick hard”

I looked back at him and he took my chin in his strong hand and winked at me. 

“Question for you. How long have your dad and James been a couple?”

“What are you talking about, a couple?”

“They’re like an old married couple, I just assumed....”

“They aren’t even gay. Uncle James moved in when my mom died to help raise us kids. They’re just really close after 25 years together. He reminds my dad of her, same personality and he looks like her too. I’ll have to show you pictures sometime”

“So you must remind him of her as well because you look like a younger version of him. He looks more like your dad than your dad does”

“Been hearing that all my life”

“I’ll bet, it’s amazing how much you look like him”

We drove along for a while...

“Where are we going?”

“The hotel”

No sooner than we were in his room and he’s taking my clothes off again. Not like the last time but with more urgency. I’m trying to help but he won’t let me and soon he’s on me in bed. 

“You know what I think is so sexy about you? (I shake my head) You'er this big hot looking cowboy and you got this incredible hungry pussy between those muscular legs”

He grinned waiting for me to blush and I did. He’s on his back and I go for his neck and chest like a starving man at a buffet. Working my way down to his huge cock that I’d already stroked to attention and that wonderful thick ball slime was flowing freely, coating his cock and my hand. I went lower to take the thick head in my mouth and sucked up some of that salty goodness. I loved the feel of it.

“Baby boy, wanna show me what that pussy can do? (I nodded) Then get up on it and fuck yourself. Open that pussy up for me”

Happily, I did as told and got up over him. He did nothing to help me, he just lay back, propped up so he could see better with his hands behind his head. All my head was saying was I had to get that cock inside my ass to make him happy. I’m flat footed on the bed, straddling him as I squat and lowered on his cock. I held it straight up and guided it in me. I try like hell to get it in me but I can’t. I’m covered in sweat as I try harder. Finally he said...

“Take a deep breath and relax. Just push out and rub the head around the hole. You can do it. Just think how good it’s gonna feel and let it happen”

His voice is soft and low and I start to relax, the head pops in making me gasp and sweat more. My dick had gone soft when I was trying so hard and now I was growing again. I reached for it and he cleared his throat getting my attention. He had a scowl as he shook his head no so I pulled my hands back. More cock slipped inside and I moaned. It hurt because he didn’t open me up like last time but I didn’t care. Then the head hit my prostate and I was hard as rock. I was still far from getting it all in me but this felt so good and I started bouncing on it. My hard cock is flopping up and down, dripping on his ripped abs. He said..

“Don’t be selfish, baby, it’s not all about you. Open that pussy and take it all. Show me how you like being my cunt. That’s it, keep going. You’re almost home. Give it to me”

Finally I was flat on his lap, he was as deep as I could get him. He had me put my hands back on the bed and lean back to take that last little bit. 

“What are you waiting for boy. Let’s see that cunt in action and don’t touch your dick. Understand?”

I’m still adjusting to the size of him. It took a bit to get it in me and my guts are throbbing. Instinct tells me to squeeze down on it, milking it kinda. When I do this my own cock flexes and bobs, I try to raise up a little and I feel like I’m being pulled inside out and I gasp again. A tear escapes and runs down my face, it’s so damn big, but I keep trying. I tighten up again and it’s a tiny bit easier so I keep doing it until I can move on it. 

“Very good Clay Boy. Work those cunt muscles baby”

I was working myself slowly on his big cock for a while and he said...

“You’ve milked enough of my cock snot up that cunt to lube up a freight train. Get it moving”

I did as I was told and he was right it was a lot easier but it was still an effort and it hurt like hell. I felt like a dumb kid but that soon faded as I started moving a little faster on him. He pulled his hand out from behind his head and reached up and pinched my hard nipples. I gripped his cock really hard but kept going. He’s grunting like a pig and started sweating as well. It felt like his cock was bigger all of a sudden and he yells out...

“I’M CUMMING!” 

It felt so fantastic a second later I shot a huge load across his chest. After we calmed down, I snuggled in next to him and whispered...

“Thank you for being patient with me. I’m really trying”

“I know it baby, we’ll get you there. You really don’t have a lot of experience, do you”

“I thought I did. I’m sorry to disappoint you, are you mad?”

“You sweet boy, far from mad. I love being with you. Why do you think I’m hanging around? Anything we needed to do we did, the deals done. Anything else could have been handled on the phone after that first meeting, but I wanted to get to know this sexy cowboy”

We lay talking and cuddling for a little while and then cleaned up and he took me to lunch. We did a lot of that the next few days, fucking talking and eating. By the time he left town I’d been fucked no less than three times a day and my ass was sore as hell but did I care? Hell no! He’d call me and text and before every one of my shows online he’d call and give me instructions on what to do. He never missed a show. I missed him but he’d come back when he could but those times were harder when he left. I was so into him, I wished it could be more. I could easily fall in love with this man.