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I spent the Memorial Day weekend in Ten Sleep, Wyoming at the Rodeo.
http://shop.tensleeprodeo.com/Annual-Beauty-the-Beast-Rodeo-May-23-2015_c5.htm
Ten Sleep is a town of 260 whose population swells by thousands during the rodeo weekend. The locals are cool as fuck with it all. There is music till the wee hours, plenty of beer and recreational drugs, "fair food" and BBQ, and big titted cute as fuck and slutty cowgirls everywhere. As long as you got a penis there is no reason why you shouldn't be getting laid every waking hour. There is no way to get a hotel room, so most dudes including me just bring a sleeping bag and stay outdoors. Much fucking goes on in those sleeping bags. They are facilities for the rodeo including portable toilets and even outside showers, which all just adds to the fun of ruffing it for a few days.
Early Sunday morning, having smashed three anonymous cowgirls the night before, I am heading back from taking a leak when I see a young cowboy. Like most of us at that time of the morning, he is shirtless, just in his jeans and boots, hat of course. He got a fat free physique that you get not from lifting weight in a gym but from lifting 100 lbs. bales of hay and fence posts all day, Compact lean muscle. But what catches my eye is the tattoo of the State of Louisiana on his 19" left bicep. Da fuck someone from the Mule's native state way up here?
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| Joey's Louisiana Tattoo |
So I hoof it over to him and strike up a convo. Turns out his name is Joey, and he's from Thibodeaux, LA. Cajun country. Looking for a change of scenery he came out west a couple of years ago, and has been working as a ranch hand in Montana and now Wyoming. He's working at a breeding ranch just six miles from Ten Sleep. He’s a general ranch hand. He's working for a ranch that makes its money selling sperm for artificial insemination from prize winning horses. This is actually pretty interesting. You can read about it here http://www.equine-reproduction.com/articles/collection.htm and here http://www.equine-reproduction.com/articles/phantom.htm
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| Read up on equine Insemination |
Thus begins the Tale of Mule and the Phantom Mare:
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"Would you like to see the horses and how we do it", Joey asked.
"Sure,” Mule grinned. Bare-chested the two men walked side by side into Joey’s truck and take a short drive to the stables where Joey works. There was a separate stall for each of the grunting horses. The animals recognized the ranch hand and were hoping for some sugar.
"They truly like sweets", Joey explained to the Mule.
At the end of the aisle that separated the stalls they came to a rack about 5 ft. high. On top was a heavy padded cylinder about 2 ft. in diameter by 5 ft. long, covered with light brown leather.
"That's 'Daisy' our phantom mare," Joey explained with a grin. "We are using her to collect the jism from the studs. Ya' like to see?"
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| Phantom Mare |
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| Phantom Mare |
"Sure, dude", Mule answered.
Joey walked to a wooden table and fetched a cylinder about 1.5 ft. long and 4 inches in diameter.
"That's the collector," he explained. "It’s a jacket with a hollow wall, like a huge condom. Smooth inside and a hard shell on the outside. Once the stallion's dick is inside, warm water from the container in the base is pumped up until the rubber fits snug around the dick. Than the base starts to vibrate until the stud pops its load."
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| The Collector |
Joey pushed the cylinder in a socket at the front side of the rack.
Then, he brought a heavily snorting horse from a stall nearby.
"Meet Titan," he introduced the pitch black beast. He sprayed a fine mist from a yellow can at Titan's nose. The stallion reacted first with a sneeze, but then it produced a remarkable pole of meat throbbing between the hind legs.
"Pheromones to turn him on," Joey commented. The beast was now quite agitated and the stable boy had to use all his muscles to control the struggling animal.
"Hey give me a hand, will you?" Joey tossed a rope to Mule.
Both sweating heavily they finally managed to coax the stud horse to mount the rack. The hardening monster dick slid inside the collector. The cylinder made a humming sound, while the jacket closed neatly around the horse's pulsing shaft.
Joey took a pink pill that looked like a marshmallow from a jar and went behind the huffing and bucking animal.
Grinning he lifted the tail and with a swift move he inserted the pill in the stallion’s exposed asshole.
"They like that! It stimulates their prostate, makes them absolutely fuckin' horny." Joey laughed. A glance at the sizable bulge that had developed at the Mule's crotch told Joey that Titan was not the only horny beast in the stable.
Snorting and humping the stud horse shot a mighty load inside the collector.
Joey patted the back of the sweaty trembling animal.
"He needs to chill out in the corral ," Joey said," just give me 30 minutes to rub him down, ok?"
"Take your time dude," Mule replied, “I won't run away."
No I bet you won't, Joey thought while he pulled Titan along the aisle towards the stable gate. He gave the animal a playful smack on the back and watched it rush away to the end of the corral. Then Joey went back, carefully avoiding any noise. He remained hidden at a vantage where he could see Mule, who was deep in thought.
Mule had watched in awe. The display of raw animal lust as well as the view of powerful animal muscle play clearly had gotten to him. The stallion and the Mule had much in common. Both were beasts, enjoying sex whenever opportunity occurred. Mule was well-endowed and always more than able to satisfy the urges of endless chicks. His dick may have been smaller in size than Titan, but his technique was by far more elaborate and superior then the dumb animal which was just eager to get milked as fast as possible.
Usually even the best whores couldn't endure Mule's raw fucking for a long time; he was wondering how it would feel to pound his dick into the collector. With the device he could last as long as he wanted -- definitely longer then the stupid animal that was wearing itself out in no time.
Male stud versus stud horse, yeah that was a competition he was made for.
Mule fetched a new collector and pushed it inside the rack. Watching over his back to make sure that nobody was around he unbuttoned his jeans. His half hard and already prodigious cock popped out. He stripped off his jeans.
From his hidden viewing spot, Joey registered that the Mule's ginormous package would have been considered huge even in the Congo -- it was massive even by cowboy standards.
Mule spat inside the palm of his hand and started to jack his colossal dick. His big palm rubbed over the swelling mushroom of the dick head. Quickly the massive rod rose to an impressive full erection. Holding his golf sized balls in a firm grip, he squeezed the immense throbbing shaft until a drop of clear pre-cum was oozing from the gaping piss slit. To test the hardness, Mule bent the spectacular pole down and let it flip back up against his breathtaking six-pack abs. Satisfied with the result he turned to mount the phantom mare.
"Hi Daisy, meet your new stallion!" Mule grinned.
As the rack was made to accommodate a horse, he had to jump in order to get on top of it. Joey could hardly avoid a chuckle, while he secretly watched the hunky man wriggling himself in position, settles himself on top, squeezing the saddle between his giant thighs. Gripping the handles on the horse, he pushes his mighty erect dick into the cylinder through the seal slowly sliding his long and hefty dick inside the collector.
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| Mule Mounts Daisy |
Mule felt the device activate and a moment later his whole stupendous fuck-meat was engulfed in an elastic but strong grip. The built-in pump filled the rubbery jacket with warm water until the tube was nicely adjusted to the ample size of the Mule's phenomenal penis.
"Yeah, oh yeah" Mule grunted softly.
Slowly Mule closes his eyes and begins to fuck the cylinder, enjoying the sensation of the rubber seal rubbing up and down his cock. The wooden horse begins to creak underneath his 260 muscled pounds as he gets into a rhythm, his rock hard buttocks pushing his mighty dick back and forth. The warm water begins to flood, completing the sensation. It’s like the tightest, hottest, horniest pussy he’s ever felt. The warmth and gurgling of the water pushes him onward. The thought that he was pounding something built for extracting the seed of prize winning stallions flooded his brain. The comparison excited him and within a few strokes he began to lose control…..
A moment later the base of the device started to buzz sending strong vibrations through the engulfed dick.
"Fuck ... uhh," Mule felt hot and cold shudders running up and down his spine.
His dick was on fire in no time. Instinct made his hips buck, while embracing the rack in an iron hold. His sweaty pecs were dripping on the leather surface of the rack top.
The stimulation of the collector were by far more intense than he had imagined. Mule felt his nuts contracting. His vision blurred.
"Shit!" he tried to pull his dick out, but the jacket was too tight. Forced to stay on top of the rack, Mule was quickly unable to resist the approaching climax.
"Uuurgh ... huh ... huh ... huh," grunted Mule as a huge load of cum was swallowed by the collector. His first load had taken less than a minute.
"Well, well a new stallion has arrived." A voice boomed out.
Struggling to focus, Mule's glassy eyes gazed at the guy who had talked to him and recognized Joey. His cocky smile told that Joey was up to no good at all. Joey's grinning face filled Mule's blurred vision. Mule was shaking in the grip of yet another approaching climax.
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| "Well, well a new stallion has arrived." |
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| His cocky smile told that Joey was up to no good at all |
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| "Good boy!" |
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| "Fuck off boy before you get yourself into serious trouble" |
"Oh, I guess I am already in serious trouble, “Joey grinned," alone at the mercy of a muscle-packed fighter and -- so I heard -- the best fucker in town this weekend."
"You heard right!" Mule retorted angrily, trying to pull his dick from the collector.
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| "Oh, I guess I am already in serious trouble" |
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| "You heard right!" |
"I heard how you have planted your flag pole as deep inside of as many cowgirls as you could this weekend and have had them all writhing under you in agony and lust," Joey spoke low drawing close to Mule. Mule felt the words getting to him, keeping his cock hard.
"You feel so strong, so powerful right, Mule?" Joey's hands were now resting on Mule's shoulders. "You fuck whom you want, whenever you need it. So proud of your iron dick, huh?"
"I don't give a gnat's cunt! Fuck you, asshole! Aaaargh, shit ...” -Mule grunted through clenched teeth. The ongoing vibrations still hitting the hypersensitive dickhead made his body convulse in another climax.
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| The Milking of the Mule Begins |
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| The machine is relentless in its Milking |
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| "Relax big boy," Joey smiled, "I will make you feel really fine, I promise!" |
Joey sneered devilishly: "Looks like Daisy just might be a match for you, Mule!"
"Here you go Mule, let me turn Daisy all the way up to 'High' for you, big guy! Let see how much you can take!"
"Oh, SHITTT!" Mule wailed with a muffled shriek. "JESUS FUKING CHRIST!!! This fucking bitch is TIGHT!!!!" Mule growled through clenched teeth. "So Tight! Hot little pussy!" Mule groaned as the machine milked him relentlessly and hard, giving him no time to get used to the higher setting.
"Damn!" Mule gritted his teeth and threw his head back. "Gonna.shoot.again!" Mule's cock swelled even bigger to freakishly large size as a huge burst of seed fired from his schlong. "Oooooohhhhh, yeahhh!" Mule shouted as he sprayed rope after rope of gooey cum into the milking tube. But the relentless machine continued. "Still cumming!!!" Mule groaned, surprised. "Never had a pussy this tight! Fuuuuuck!!!" Mule's shaft throbbed and contracted and blew more and more of his DNA into to the insatiable collector!
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| It was one of the most intense and mind-shattering climaxes ever experienced by the Mule. |
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| "Aaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" |
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| "Looks like Daisy just might be a match for you, babe!" |
"Don't bother baby, that thing was designed to keep horses in place, it will hold any stallion", Joey laughed.
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| Mule's body was trembling and limp in the aftermath of his powerful orgasm |
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| "Don't bother baby, that thing was designed to keep horses in place, it will hold any stallion" |
Ignoring the Mule’s furious cursing. Joey reached around and was deftly kneading the fleshy knobs in the center of Mule's sculpted pectorals. Already turned on as he was, Mule felt a sudden weakness throughout his body. The horny Mule looked at the ranch hand with a flushed expression, while his grip lost its strength. Involuntarily he arched his back, suddenly approaching yet another climax.
"Oooohhh ..." a loud moan escaped from Mule's mouth.
Joey registered satisfied that Mule’s spiking tits were hard as bullets now.
"See, you really like your tits squeezed. That's how I'll get you. Feel it already? Can't hold back any longer, huh? Shoot your load baby, blow your fuckin' wad for me, cum on stud, show me what you're made of."
"Fuck! You never get me," Mule hollered," ... shit, oh fuck you bastard, uhh ...uhh ...". First slowly, but then in a more steady rhythm accelerating to a frenzy his hips started to buck. Streams of sweat were drooling from his flexing shoulders down his wide back. He had lost control. That fuk'n ranch hand was playing him at will. He tried to concentrate, to cool down. There was no way that this punk would make him cum. But as much as he struggled his hips kept on bucking.
"Shit ... shit ... oh ...urrgh", Mule groaned, fighting desperately the approaching climax.
"Good boy keep it cumming," Joey mocked appreciatively.
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| "Good boy keep it cumming," Joey mocked appreciatively. |
Joey chuckled watching the pink hole clenching and opening. He couldn't resist and let his index finger slide inside Mule’s back entrance.
Mule was swearing, he was howling, cursing and trying to buck free but to no avail. Enraged he had to admit that some thrusts he received from behind from the finger fucking were exciting him. He knew that Joey was probing for his prostate.
"Stop! Oh yeah shit… no you sonofabiitchhhhh ... aaaargh", Mule's body was going taunt, "Stop that!” Mule tried to twist his hips away but Joey held him by his muscled butt with a surprisingly firm grip.
"Relax big boy," Joey smiled, "I will make you feel really fine, I promise.
"Uuuhhhh... oh ... nooooo", Mule's hip's tried to move back, but Joey kept him in place by tightening his grip around the now walnut sized testicles. The skin of the nut-sack was now pulled tightly over the swollen balls that had connected again with the base of the twitching shaft.
"Good boy!" Joey rewarded the hunky Mule by massaging his sweaty pecs. Mule was hot. He was horny like a monkey in heat and responded eagerly to the pectoral stimulation. Knowing that Mule liked it he took the taunt nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and rubbed and twisted the sensitive knobs. The brawny Mule reacted immediately, thrusting his pecs out while his head lolled back. "Uhhhh, yeah that feels good. Keep it going you fucker."
"I ... I ... huh ... huh ...uhhhhhh!" Joey watched as the Mule's eyes glazed over. The relentless buzzing collector pumped yet another wad of hunk spunk from the panting muscleman. The muscular body jerked helpless. Mule's head flew back in the .throes of orgasm.
Even though he had just cum a half a dozen times in as many minutes, Mule was unable to hold his load as his back arched high and the collector's suction forced the Mules almost depleted now grape-sized nuts to release his remaining cum in a few short bursts from his shrinking nut sack into the tirelessly sucking collector. Mules once avocado sized balls were as small as peanuts.
It was one of the most intense and mind-shattering climaxes ever experienced by the hunky Mule.
"Aaaaaaaaaarghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Mule howled in the grip of his lust. At the same time he felt an overwhelming weakness while his bucking body was getting numb until the spasms finally subsided. When the rush finally subsided Mule's body was trembling and limp in the aftermath of his powerful orgasm
His exhausted and testosterone depleted body collapsed on the rack.
"OK, I guess you're had enough, buddy", Joey laughed. He managed to wriggle the now softened but still enormous dick from the buzzing cylinder. "And that's how we collect the sperm..." Joey bragged.
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| "And that's how we collect the sperm..." |
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| Mule's naked sweat glistening body slid down the rack in a semi-conscious state |
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| "OK, I guess you're had enough, buddy", Joey laughed. |
Mule's naked sweat glistening body slid down the rack in an unconscious state. Mule's mighty chest and thick abs heaved for air. The testosterone factory between Mule's big legs went into overdrive trying to replace the precious lost product.
When Mule woke up a few minutes later, he found himself tied naked the the stall railing. Mule struggled against the ropes holding him, but the knots had been tied by an experience calf roper. A now shirtless Joey was standing in front of Mule's huge bound body. Joey had unzipped his jeans had pulled out his long thick cock which was now hanging free. Joey watched as Mule's sculpted physique gleamed and flexed as his shoulders and arms bulged with the effort to break the ropes around his wrists. Joey looked at his helpless captive with a satisfied grin.
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| A now shirtless Joey was standing over Mule |
"You're going to regret fucking every bitch in town...those sluts are mine" Joey breathed, looming over the bound muscleman. "You want some sex... then I'll give you some sex! I am going to finish what Daisy started..." Joey snickered. He leaned up toward Mule's sweaty face and said "You ever been Dry Milked?"
Mule didn't respond. Dry Milking was a procedure that involved sexually torturing a victim until his testicles were totally milked dry. The balls actually turn rock solid and shrink to the size of peas, as every ounce of fluid is forced from within. It was an excruciating process that left most victims unable to ejaculate for days afterward.
Joey gently grabbed one of Mule's balls. He began to slowly roll it around in his hand, stretching the hairless sac back and forth. His fingers kneaded the hard nut, gently massaging the big scrotum and testing the size, hardness and weight of Mule's now shrunken gonads.
Mule's cock began to rise, next to Joey' fingers. Joey smiled just a bit. He had to admit to himself that he was really going to enjoy breaking this huge, mega-muscular stud. He tickled Mule in the sensitive spot, behind the balls. Mule sucked in a deep breath of air. His face showed anger, and at the same time, pleasure. Joey loved it.
Joey continued to rock Mule's nut back and forth in his hand. The skin of the sack began to sweat. Joey massaged slowly. Just one nut. In one muscular hand. His technique was very effective. Within a few minutes, Mule's huge cock was fully extended into the air. Joey was admiring its size and thickness.
Joey brought his other hand up and began to squeeze Mule's other ball. The mighty dick pressed against Mule's abs. Mule breathed hard, closing his eyes. Joey smiled, knowing that no matter how hard Mule resisted, he wouldn't be able to withstand his technique.
Joey began to wriggle his fingers, rolling and crushing the balls, gripping them tightly, forcing them to manufacture more semen.
Copious precum began to drip from the tip of Mule's huge penis. Joey squeezed harder. His muscular hands began to crush Mule's rocks, grinding them with powerful, locking grips. Mule opened his eyes wide. The pain was increasing, and it was turning him on. Joey' biceps bulged hugely as his hands gripped and then released Mule's balls. Open and closed. Tight, then loose. Pounding force, then relaxing.
Joey bent over and began the main part of the torture. The expert cocksucker knew every possible stimulation point on a penis. This tongue should have been registered as a weapon. The scintillating massaging and touching that this tongue could give out, was astounding. Billy was even better at sucking cock than at eating pussy, and he was the best pussy muncher in the County.
Mule's cock stiffened immediately as Joey' open mouth began its long descent down the thick shaft. Mule's eyes widened as he began to experience the fluttering, rhythmic, rubbing of the ranch hand's tongue. The bronco buster sure knew how to break a Stallion. Mule tightened his whole body. He had NEVER experienced anything like THIS. He dropped his head back and groaned. "Uuooooggghhhh!" His muscles rippled as he tried to resist.
Joey tightened his grip on Mule's testicles. Mule nearly went insane. The blow job and the excruciating pain of Joey' grip was too much!
Mule was being conquered by the skilled stallion breaker. To ejaculate will be a defeat for the giant muscleman. Joey would be superior. Mule couldn't allow THIS! He redoubled his resistance, trying to think about something else... ANYTHING else!
Joey' relentless procedure was growing more intense. His talented lips kneaded the long shaft, his erotic tongue massaged it. He sucked lightly. Then hard. Then lightly again. His mouth seemed to be pulling the semen up the long distance from Mule's churning balls and into the long shaft, from where it would soon burst forth in powerful squirts. The thick, long shaft was filling fast.
The sensation was unbearable. Joey' powerful grip and technique was TOO HOT! His muscular hands were pulverizing Mule's testicles. Mule was overcome with lust, with being conquered like this. Mule wasn't accustomed to being overcome sexually. It was a new sensation. But he HAD to resist! He refused to be defeated!
As he continued to give Mule the blow job of his life, Joey' own cock began to stiffen. Mule's warm, hard meat filled Joey' mouth like none he had ever eaten. Joey concentrated on stimulating Mule and suppressing his own response, but it was difficult. The stiffening response of Mule's meat to Joey's licking began to have its effect on Joey. The feeling of having Mule's long, thick fuck-stick stiffen in his mouth was unbelievable!
Joey began breathing heavily. He sucked gently. He released one of Mule's balls and moved his right hand up Mule's rippling, bulging torso. Slowly, Joey' fingers moved over the mountains of Mule's ab muscles, feeling each ridge, each bulge and valley. Then his hand moved higher.
Joey' fingers met the steel-hard mammoth overhang of Mule's chest. His hand moved to one of Mule's huge nipples and began to
pinch it. Mule moaned and dropped his head back. Joey' left hand crushed Mule's ball again and his mouth sucked hard. Mule was
almost ready.
Joey's own cock was now at full erection as he brought his victim towards emission and submission. Joey began to groan as he sucked. His fingers pinched Mule's huge nipple, and he tightened the squeeze on the huge rock-hard ball in his left hand. Joey continued his tongue-torture and Mule responded. Mule's HOT response of moaning was bringing Joey himself closer and closer to the edge.
Joey brushed his shoulder against Mule's abs. They were hardened lumps of granite. Joey pulled back, letting go of Mule completely.
Mule's huge cock stuck high into the air and throbbed, now robbed of its stimulation. It glistened with a combination of precum and Joey' saliva. Joey grinned slightly as he looked at Mule's huge body. Mule grimaced in unreleased tension. Joey whispered loudly and seductively "Mule. Cum for me...." He took one finger and moved it to the tip of Mule's cock. Slowly he tickled it down the shaft, drenching it in Mule's voluminous precum.
Mule remained still. His muscles were fucking huge. Both men sported full, throbbing erections; Mule's being just an inch longer than the horse hung bronco buster.
Joey moved close again. He began to kiss Mule on the mouth. He knew he could bring Mule over the edge with his seductive tongue, wrapping itself around Mule's tongue. As soon as their mouths locked, Mule's tongue penetrated Joey's mouth, exploring every corner, every inch. Mule's hot flesh filled the sexually skilled ranch hand's mouth. Mule moaned. He leaned heavily into Joey's muscular body, hopelessly consumed with lust for the huge ranch hand. Mule leaned his head forward and moaned as he was mouthfucked by the young cowboy stud.
For a minute, it was difficult to discern who was more over the edge, the torturer or the tortured. Both men moaned. Joey moved his hands onto Mule's huge arms. Mule flexed his triceps and they ballooned under Joey' fingers. He kept the huge backs of his arms hardened with his lumps of muscle, pleasuring Joey' fingers to no end.
Joey pushed his waist closer, his long, hard cock ramming against Mule's abs and erect dick. The two men were lost in passion. Joey yelled loudly as he grabbed onto Mule's delts and squeezed his fingers as hard as he could, making no visible dent in Mule's shoulders.
Mule smiled. Joey' whole body tightened against Mule's musculature. He ran his hands up and down Mule's massive body, and Mule hardened each muscle as the fingers caressed them. Joey nearly orgasmed.
Joey regained his composure before he shot his load. His face began to harden. His expression changed from sheer pleasure and lust to one of anger. He had almost cum, and coming so close to being defeated by Mule had him pissed, and now his vengeance would take over.
"You DARE try to make me to cum!" Joey spit. "I'll teach you who the manliest man is! EMPTY your balls for me, muscle bitch!"
Joey muscular fingers grasped Mule's huge testicles. He yelled as he began to crush Mule's large nuts in his hands. Mule tensed his whole body in response; he rippled with waves of pain as Joey punished his testicles. Mule began to yell. Both men were yelling. Joey increased the pressure. Mule's long cock turned redish blue. His whole body turned red. Joey crushed Mule's steel balls, grinding them, rolling them, squeezing the boiling semen. Joey' huge biceps bulged and the blood vessels grew huge on his peaked guns. Mule's cock filled with jizz. It expanded like a pressurized cylinder ready to burst, as the semen churned out of the balls and into the shaft.
And burst it did. With a guttural growl and ear-shattering yell, Mule came. The tip of his cock opened like a hose, forcing pressurized jizz high into the air. It flew up over their heads and hit the barn ceiling. It burst forth like a sprinkler head that opens and closes as it disperses its fluid. Mule's mushroom head bulged, its bluish red skin stretched tighter than seemed possible, as it opened and closed the slit hole. His semen pushed forth harder than it had ever pushed. Mule groaned in agony.
Joey grinned an evil grin. The orgasm was only beginning. He redoubled his crushing of Mule's testicles. He would squeeze every last drop from Mule's sperm factories.
The orgasm went on forever. Joey' forearms actually began to ache from the enormous pressure he was exerting. Joey continued to crush Mule's balls, milking them as hard as he could, in spite of the increasing aching of his forearms. Mule began to look as though the life was squirting right out of him together with his cum.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Mule stopped squirting. Joey squeezed one last time, milking the final drop. Mule's head dropped forward; he slumped slightly. He looked exhausted.
Joey released Mule's balls and straightened up. He smiled into Mule's face, exerting his dominance.
Joey took a step back, still smiling. “Great view huh? Yea, I thought you’d like that. Wait until you see the whole package though Mule…I’m gonna drive you crazy.”
Joey was still facing Mule. He placed his left hand on his hip and started to strum his beautiful 8 pack of chiseled ab muscles with his right hand.
He reached down and dropped his jeans. He was now as naked as the Mule. Now standing there in the nude, Joey looked fabulous, a handsome, truly masculine face with a breath-takenly muscled physique. Totally naked, Joey was nothing less than awesome. The young cowboy muscle-studs body was as impressive as fuck. And Joey had a horse-sized piece of thick meat hanging down from his crotch. It was as big as the cocks on the stallions he took care of even though it was only semi-hard soft. and was framed with two huge bulging nuts.
He reached down and dropped his jeans. He was now as naked as the Mule. Now standing there in the nude, Joey looked fabulous, a handsome, truly masculine face with a breath-takenly muscled physique. Totally naked, Joey was nothing less than awesome. The young cowboy muscle-studs body was as impressive as fuck. And Joey had a horse-sized piece of thick meat hanging down from his crotch. It was as big as the cocks on the stallions he took care of even though it was only semi-hard soft. and was framed with two huge bulging nuts.
Mule's eyes bugged out, and his mouth gaped as Joey held his cock with his left hand and flexed his right arm in a single bicep pose. As Mule gasped Joey got a huge grin on his face.
There was a long pause and Joey still hadn't dropped his arm. Mule was still admiring what he was seeing. Mule's eyes seemed to be glued to Joey's chest and arms. Mule was evidently overwhelmed by the country hunk's studly physique. Joey put his hands behind his head forcing his amazing biceps to bulge. "Look at me, Mule!" Joey ordered. "Look me in the eye!"
“Well, what you think, boy?” Joey asked, already putting Mule in to position of ‘boy." Mule’s eyes were bugged out, his mouth was hanging open, but he didn’t react."I saw your naked body when you stripped down for the Phantom Mare, Mule." Joey continued. " But this is the first time you have seen mine. Checkout my physique, not too bad huh? What do you think of my 'Ranch Hand' muscle and 'Cowboy Cock', city boy? Am I as hot as you, city boy?" Just like that, Joey was using his ripped beefcake naked body and macho aggressiveness to try to intimidate the Mule. Joey was trying to establish his masculine superiority and become the Alpha Male.
Joey took a step towards Mule, reached up and grabbed Mule's neck with one hand. Giving him a jerk, he pulled him right up against his naked body, and with his other hand he reached around and grabbed Mule's bare thickly muscled glutes. In another Alpha move, Joey took ownership of a still-weakened Mule's stallion muscle-butt . Looking into Mule's eyes from only inches away, he jerked him forward ramming their crotches together.
Holding Mule tightly against him with one hand on his thick ass and the other around his neck, Joey started to kiss Mule on the lips. Joey was moving quickly to become the Alpha male and not allow Mule any chance to recover from his milking.
Joey humped his crotch against Mule a few times as he held him in the kiss, obviously a spit exchanging French kiss. Mule's arms hung limp at his sides and he still had not reacted in any way; not trying to fight Joey off, but also not showing any acceptance either.
Joey was squeezing and fondling Mule's ass as he continued the kiss. Mule slowly reached up and put his arms around Joey's wide muscled back. Even more mind boggling, Mule humped his hips, forward against Joey's crotch and back against his groping hand.
Mule didn't actually wiggle his ass for Joey, but he wanted to, as he melted into those muscular young arms of Joey. The testosterone depleted Mule was now completely accepting Joey’s power and control and domination over him.
Then, Joey whispered quietly into Mule's ear "Don't mess with my sluts, Mule. You'll regret it; every time."
"Now, I'm gonna make sure you NEVER forget that, Mule!" The new Alpha male growled.
Suddenly, without warning, Joey pulled Mule towards him, driving his knee into Mule’s 8-pack abdominals. Wind and spit blew out of Mule's mouth from the knee to his gut. UGHHHHH!!!! Joey immediately followed up with five solid gut punches to Mule’s midsection, forcing five more loud grunts out of the Mule as each landed in his muscular core. The new Alpha male's confidence was high. He knew that from many a Saturday night bar fight that no one could take a knee and five shots to be abs from him and stay standing and the Mule was no exception. His assault had decimated Mule's rock hard abs! Joey allowed Mule to fall to his knees at his feet. Mule held his destroyed abs with both arms and groaned loudly. This Joey was no slouch, it was clear he knew how to fight. Even if he had been at full strength, the usually confident Mule had to admit he would have had trouble taking those shots to the body that Joey had just given him and remain standing. In his current weakened condition from the encounter with the Phantom Mare, Mule realized the powerful young ranch hand could kick his ass in a fair fight.
“That’s right, boy. Worship the New Alpha Male!” Joey said as he pounded his own left pec with his right fist in another show of superiority.
“You know Mule …, I’m going to enjoy making you suck my dick! Joey announces.
Moving to take advantage of the stunned Mule, Joey leans over and scoops the beefy Mule up by his crotch and shoulders. Joey holds Mule's 262 lbs of muscle at his chest height effortlessly, showing Mule his farm-boy strength. Then, with a mighty finisher move, Joey drops the Mule across his massive knee in a backbreaker!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mule shouts!
Mule, still draped over Joey's iron hard knee knee, is lifted once more and then driven with even strongest force over Joey's knee. An even louder scream escapes from Mule's lips this time as the the ranch hand muscleman he is fighting with almost snaps his spine! UHHHHHHHGGGHHHH!!!! You're breaking my back!" Mule groans in agony.
'Just Proving that I'm the Alpha male, Mule!"Joey responds with a snort and zero sympathy, while still holding Mule by his throat in the backbreaker! "'Your mine! Your fucking enjoying this. Admit it...''
Joey begins to stroke Mule's iron hard 9" shaft as he hangs helplessly over bend over in two across his extended knee. Joey can feel the heat rises in Mule's iron pipe of a cock. "You got a nice dick for a beta male, Mule. It's huge! But there can be only one Alpha Male! I will make you enjoy being my“muscle bitch, Mule!”, Joey hissed as he used his hand to rub Mule's hard dick up and down, up and down, faster and faster
"You like this!', Joey coos as he strokes Mule's shaft with his tight grip and manly hand. Mule throws his head back with pleasure, moaning and helping Joey's hand by moving his hips up and down. Joey uses his free hand to caress Mule's lips, and introduces his thumb to Mule's mouth and Mule starts sucking it. "Yeah, you don’t want me to stop, do you, Mule! I knew I could make you want more and more of me Hahahaha. I love seeing you like this, powerless, enjoying my touch on your manhood, Your all mine now, Mule!" Mule's only response is to moan with pleasure. "Yeah, that's it, moan for your Alpha male, baby! you don’t want me to stop, right?, you are more than happy with this, this is exactly what you want!!!" The mushroom head of Mule's big, hard cock is dripping precum like a broken faucet. "I'm about to make you mine, Mule!!!" Joey boasts!
When Joey feels Mule about to explode he gives Mule's cock a final hard and fast stroke!
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh...." Mule groans, beyond the point where pride or humiliation meant anything compared to his need for sexual release! Mule didn't need to beg, it was inevitable that he would cum. He shot his baby batter forced out of him by Joey’s hand! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh, what a relief!!! "Gawd!" thought Mule. "Fuking Joey is forcing my thick nuts to empty their baby seed! He keeps draining me of my testosterone and doesn't give me any chance to recover!"
Joey's ego reaches new heights as he watches Mule, helplessly trapped over Joey's knee in the backbreaker explode cum across Mule's own thickly muscled chest. Joey feels Mule go limp and collapse from exhaustion still in his grasp. Mule's thick white cum coats his powerful chest. "Yes!!! ... I Milked the Mule!!! I DID IT!!! I forced the cum out of his balls, just like the Phantom Mare had done.... HAHAHAHA." Joey laughs in triumph, while licking Mule's thick cum off his hand. "Who's the Alpha Male now, Mule?!?"
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******Turning on the Mule Cam *****
Slowly I rise to my feet. I stretch and flex to get the cramps out of my heavily muscled physique. While my ball sack hangs low and empty due to my depleted nuts, my gargantuan flaccid cock hangs almost to my knees. The suction action of the collector and the talented mouth and hand of Joey has left my now useless mammoth dick as long and thick as an elephant’s trunk. My testosterone levels had been drained to those of a school girl and the testosterone factory between my legs had shut down! I felt as low as a gnat's kunt!
"You got me really good there, Joey" I congratulate the hunky stable boy. "Nice job of setting me up, you knew I wouldn't be able to resist using that collector myself...and I can't say I fault you for taking advantage of me when you could...I guess I did trespass on your stable of sluts. You dominated the fuck out of me, that's for sure!!!”. Joey just grins, smugly. I take another sip of coffee and continue to flex and stretch. "Yeah, that was quite a little show you got to enjoy at my expense..." I state calmly, "but the show ain’t over till the Mule says it is over...I am about to show you how a superman like me restores his testosterone and his manhood..."
"Bring Titan back in....he's gonna be your stand in for the next round of this contest...." I order. Joey looks puzzled momentarily, then his face lights up as he realizes I plan on confronting the Stallion.
Joey returns in seconds with the black beast. Titan takes in my massive hanging 9'' cock and smells the sex in the air. He knows I have had my way with his mechanical mare, Daisy. His own 16" cock drops out of its sheath, answering the challenge of my own gigantic sex organ.
"Give him the Pheromones!" I bark at Joey who complies, hands shaking with excitement.
"Let him go...” I order... as the Stallion and I stare down while I slip my always nearby SAP gloves on.
As soon as the rope comes off Titan I leap forward, and deliver a mighty right hand "Mongo Punch" between his eyes. Although it feels like I have broken my hand on his thick horse skull, Titan has fared worse. The mighty animal is at first stunned, but then staggers when it tries to move. My punch was as mighty as a hammer at the glue factory, and nearly as fatal. I grab the stunned 1200 lbs. beast in a head lock, and I begin to twist its mighty neck. Titan panics, and with a strong bucking motion send me flying off and crashing into one of the stall railings.
As I come off the stall, a snorting Titan has turned so that I am facing his dangerous back side, and UGHHHHHMMMMPPPPP!!!!!!... with a mighty kick I take two iron shod hooves in my huge chest.
The impact knocks every bit of air out my lungs along with a mouthful of spit. I fly into the stall again. I see Titan setting up for another kick and I instinctively turn and give him my back as a defensive move.
As soon as I do Joey makes an athletic leap into the stall. He grabs my arms through the stall railings. He uses his boot against the bottom railing for leverage to keep me pinned. We are facing each other as he holds me in place for Titan. My eyes are locked with Joey's but I can tell Titan is up to something behind me that’s got Joey wide eyed.
I hear Titan neighing and whinnying behind me. He is snorting and pawing the ground. Titan rubs his muzzle on my gaping asshole, smelling my ass. Thanks to the hormone laden pink pill Joey had earlier shoved up my hole, Titan thinks I'm in heat. His cock reaches full hardness instantly and is parallel to his stomach. Suddenly, there are front hooves on either side of me. Titan is trying to mount me like I was Daisy. He is looking for revenge for me fucking one of his ladies. " Horse sex is brutal, Mule. He gonna split you in half with his cock, Mule.... you gonna be shitting in a colostomy bag once he rips you open with that thing..." Joey is ranting in my face, seriously and perversely turned on by the imminent act of bestiality. I am held captive by Joey, as Titan mounts me. I feel the horse's huge 16" cock on my back. Titan muzzles the back of my head with his nose and starts to work his huge mushroom head into my ass crack.
"Fuck this shit...!!!" I think, as I simultaneously head-butt Joey in the nose with my forehead, shattering his nose and sending blood spattering, and at the same time in a feat of Mule athleticism, drop and slid backward, under Titan and out from between his back legs, then instantly put my hands on his rump and vault like a gymnast so I am on his back. I snake my massive arms around in head and neck, and in what may be the first instance of its use on an equine, I lock a sleeper hold on the mighty Stallion. In eight seconds it’s all over, as I ride the unconscious beast down when it collapses on its side on the ground.
I stand in triumph with my arms raised in the air and my foot on the neck of the defeated mighty. Now that's what a true Alpha Male is capable of.
I look over at a shocked and shaken Joey, who is both in awe of my power and fearful of my wrath. I'm clearly the Alpha Male again now!
"Come here..." I order. He meekly complies. "Give me your keys...." His hands tremble as he fumbles in his jeans for his truck keys and hands them over to me. I pull the SAP glove off my right hand.
"You bet on the wrong horse this time, son...." I say. BAMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!! I deliver a haymaker uppercut that nearly takes Joey's head off. He is out cold by the time he lands on the ground next to Titan. I leave them side by side to sleep it off. As I drive back into town I am thinking of that hot waitress at the pancake tent at the rodeo. I am ready for a round of pancakes and fucking. Sex and fighting always gets me horny and hungry.
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