Jim heard the sounds as soon as he stepped into the bunkhouse's kitchen. He set the insulated bags on the counter and moved to the door into the main room to hear better. His cock stiffened as he recognized the soft slurping noises, mixed with faint gasps and grunts.
It was early Saturday afternoon. That morning, he'd gone to Deer Tick with the Triple-R credit card to do the week's shopping. That was one of his many jobs as the new hand.
He'd thought about contacting Sandy Huckabee, the town prostitute, but decided having sex with a woman would be cheating on Roberta.
Instead, he'd gassed up his ancient Suburban, stopped at Four Aces Hardware, Tick's Pot Dispensary, and Mountain King Groceries, then come back to the ranch.
He'd parked behind the bunkhouse, next to Trey's Ford F150 pickup and a newer Chevrolet Silverado, and come in through the enclosed back porch.
Ralph Wood, the ranch foreman, must have returned from California. And he was having sex with Trey. Jim felt jealous, but he'd known that Trey was a tomcat.
He put the groceries away while trying to decide what to do. He could go back to Deer Tick, but a 40 mile round trip wasn't an appealing option. Sandy Huckabee might be busy, and he couldn't really afford her, anyway.
Jim shrugged and went through the kitchen door into the main room. The sex sounds were much louder there. His boots clicked on the wood floor as he walked over to Ralph's open bedroom door and looked inside.
Trey and Ralph were lying on the bed. They were naked. Trey was on top, sucking Ralph's big thick cock. Ralph was on the bottom, propped up on his elbows and eating Trey's ass.
For the first time in his life, Jim had gone commando. The feel of his cock and balls rubbing against his blue jeans was weird, but sexy as hell. He unzipped his fly and took his dick out while staring at the man-on-man sex show a few feet away.
Trey looked up and smiled at the bare rod sticking out of Jim's pants. "Howdy, cowboy. Why don't you get out of those clothes and join us?"
"Uh..." All-male sex was so new to him. He'd never imagined sex with two men at once. If he was dreaming, he didn't want to wake up. "Sure." He stripped hastily and stood beside the bed, looking down at Trey and Ralph. "What are we going to do?"
Trey rolled off Ralph and the two men stood up. Ralph was a big black stud in his mid-40s with a shaved head, closely-trimmed mustache, bulging muscles, and a long thick hard cock.
Ralph wrapped a big hand around Jim's rigid pole. "It's good to meet you." He had a deep rich voice. "Trey told me you were sexy. He sure wasn't lying." He gripped Jim's buttocks, pulled their bodies together, and kissed him roughly while grinding his hard-on against Jim's stiff dick.
"Damn! You guys are hot." Trey stepped behind Jim and humped his butt crack while Jim and Ralph kissed, with hard and dirty tongues.
"Man! You've got a pretty dick." Ralph curled his fingers around both his and Jim's shafts and jacked their straining members, rubbing his thumb over their cock-heads at the top of each stroke and smearing the precum leaking from their tips.
The tension in Jim's balls built rapidly. "If you keep that up, I'm gonna come."
"We sure don't want that." Ralph let go of Jack's throbbing pole.
"Nope." The last of Jim's inhibitions dissolved. He twisted around and gripped both men's big hard cocks. "Not when I've got two sexy men to play with." He stroked Ralph's and Trey's rods, slowly running his closed fists up and down their swollen shafts and over their bulging cock-heads.
"That's the spirit!" Trey growled, cupping Jim's balls and squeezing them gently.
"You're pretty damn sexy yourself." Ralph curled his fingers around Jim's stiff pole and rubbed his thumb over its cock-head, smearing the precum leaking from its tip. "Sexiest cowhand I've seen in a while."
Jim tightened his grip on the cocks in his hands. "I'm just learning how sexy guys are."
"You're learning fast," Trey said.
"I'm just getting started." Jim sank to his knees between Trey and Ralph. He alternated between them, sucking one man's cock--bobbing over its swollen shaft and licking its head--while fondling the other man's stiff rod. Then, he'd switch.
His own cock was painfully stiff. He was scared by what he wanted now, but all this man-on-man sex was new, scary, and exciting.
Jim stood up, still holding the men's hard-ons. "I'm ready to get fucked." He kissed Trey and Ralph, then lay on his back at the foot of the bed and folded his knees against his chest.
Ralph whistled appreciatively. "Oh yeah! Our new cowhand has a pretty little butthole." He fell to his knees, then put his hands on Jim's buttocks and pulled them apart. "Perfect for fucking."
Jim lifted his head to look at him. "Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Not yet." Ralph bent forward. Lightning shot from Jim's anus to his rock-hard cock as the sexy black stud's hot breath caressed his asshole.
