I run a stable operation that's part of a larger ranch. It's located in Colorado, not very close to anything, a good twenty miles to the closest burg. A bunch of horny folks live and work here.
It's a big plot of land. We have a lodge, my stables, fifty acres of flattop land where various grasses grow, six hundred or so more acres of hills, part of a mountain and canyon, three semi-high garages and a barn with farm equipment in it, and a long building with apartments and bunkhouse rooms for the hands. There's a small feed lot, and a chicken yard.
There's a fifth wheel next to the garages where Ocho, our diesel mechanic, lives. It's about a hundred yards from my stables and my love shack. We have a lot of fun in the huge shower inside the stables, which are new and somewhat modern. You can easily fit four larger horses in the shower stall, and it has a shower head pipe like a car wash, hung from the ceiling, and it's rotatable. Sex is easy clean-up.
So it's unusual for me to be naked on all fours in Ocho's fifth wheel, but today it's different. His ankle is in a cast, and it's sore, and he's hella horny. My ass will be railed mightily; it's four days after he wrenched it when a tire rim hit it and cracked it. I hauled him in to the ER. We were there for hours.
Burt, our "manager" and I hauled him home and into the showers to get him washed and get him a clothes change when we got back. Sex wasn't on our minds then. We've been hauling him food to his fifth wheel. And now, he needs sex. Or so I convinced him.
He's on his knees, his large and erect dick eagerly up my ass, all ten inches, making me a happy man. I'm lucky to have such eager major pipe nearby, even if he is groaning. It won't take him long to grip my hips and breed me. He snorts when he cums in me. Yeah baby. Still, it's a struggle to get him on his feet and onto his sofa afterwards. His balls are empty but he's not happy about the pain in his ankle. He has pain meds, but he won't take them.
Nonetheless, the smile on his face is wide and he's glowing. He's panting, and he's not usually winded after a solid cum. I'm trying to keep clenched so that his predictable large load doesn't escape easily. With a dick as big as his, it's not easy for me to just snap shut down there after a good fuck. The fact that I'm squirming makes him smile even more.
"Slut." Ocho blurts, to no one at all.
"Yes I am. You happy? You still in pain?"
"Yeah, Joe. I needed that. And yes, the damn throbbing is killin' me."
"So you sit here all day on the Internet?"
"I'm not supposed to put weight on it, you know that."
"And your big dick isn't out, getting wanked while you watch some porn?"
"No. You know that. I don't wank."
"You're a rare man, Ocho."
"You're a rare faggot, Joe. Thas why you're here."
"'There any more juice in those fat balls of yours?"
"No. But thank you. And yeah, I been looking at porn."
"What sorts of it turns you on?"
Ocho thought for a minute.
"Thas sort of private, so you can't tell anyone. Right?"
I nodded. He thought some more.
"You know those gloryhole things? I like watching the ladies taking loads from big cocks. Or those cuck things, where some guy is begging to clean up pussy. Some big cock gets them all nasty and there's this cuck guy that literally begs to get all that goo. Not unlike you, Joe. You're a goo hound, man."
I smile.
"What else?"
"Don't tell." he said to me, looking at me seriously. I nodded.
"These bear guys. Big ole hairy fairies. Especially when they eat each other's butts. Makes my dick hard. They get INTO IT like you, Joe. Eat that butt. Makes my ass tingle when I watch them. They hungry. Into it. Like when you eat my butt. I could get that all day long. Some nice hungry tongue, just swirling and pokin' and making love to my butthole....."
His eyes went away. And his dick was getting hard again.
"I watch you eat ass. Butt doesn't scare you, does it, Joe? You'll lick me, Burt, even Kathy. You love that stuff. It's a gift. I remember that time when Kathy ate your butt. She do it like you. She's INTO IT. Ate your ass. Mmmm mmmm mmmm. I get this stir in my balls watchin' that. You two the same. Sluts."
Looking down, yeah, Ocho's dick was getting hard. I pointed to it.
"Happy to help. Your butt is like it's wired to your brain."
Ocho nods.
"Yeah. Every once in a while, I wonder what it might be like to take dick. But I'm not gonna."
"Not even once, like for a test or something?"
"Nope. Off the table. You know that, Joe. Exit only. Not my thing."
His second load took a while. Lucky me! But the cleanup in his tiny shower... that took a while. Big plastic bread wrapper and a rubber band to keep his cast dry, awkward angles. He kept trying to slip.
I walked back to the stables, still clenching shut. I took another quick shower, then hit the hot tub, now almost ten in the evening. When I open the tub, it's like a smoke signal. Burt might come down from the lodge, walk in, and practice sucking my dick. I sat down carefully in the hot water. Clench.