Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2008 00:40:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Rover
Subject: Dude Ranch Vacation

Randy slowed his car as he approached the turn-off to the ranch. The
directions had been specific and had emphasized the lack of markings to the
entry drive. "Drive exactly 5.4 miles down Raspberry Road. A left turn on
the unmarked single lane road. 3.4 miles to the next left. That's it but
its easy to miss in the brush." Those had been his driving instructions
from an Internet chat mate. No phone number, no web site, just this very
suspect second hand tip on where this "special" ranch was located.

The big man cursed under his breath. His ass was sore from the gruelingly
rough drive and he felt like a fool that was definitely out on a fools
errand. How the hell he had talked himself into this was the question. I
mean here he was probably lost in the Nevada desert all because he was
thinking with the wrong "head" again. As usual. Darkness was falling now
and in all likelihood a night in his now muddy 4wd rented jeep was likely.

His life lately had been as rocky as this road the jeep was now crawling
over. First of all his real name was not Randy, it was Lawrence, after
Lawrence Welk. His nickname of Randy had been tagged on him early in High
School after his reputation that had followed him since had begun. The
muscular man grimaced, thinking back to his recently completed school
years. At 24 he already had a world of experiences to think about and as he
mused he remembered how quickly his life had started revolving around one
thing: sex, sex and more sex. He had hit puberty at a run, scoring his
first girl by 13. Several more quickly followed. His problem was simple-
none of the girls put out enough. Now that was certainly a common complaint
amongst teens but Lawrence was different. See he had to get off almost
constantly.  Cindy his girl at 14 was the horniest girl in the school and
even she was no match for Lawrence. He fucked he in the park before school,
during the first bell break and again at lunch then twice after school and
still it was not enough. Though, for Cindy after a week it was too much and
she was the one who first started calling him "Randy".

Randy as in horny. Randy as in sex. He was branded throughout his High
School years and the name had stuck. Not that it was all bad. His tight 6'
2" frame was handsome as they came so there were plenty of "naughty" girls
that were willing to see if his rep was right. It was and though some were
fun none of them could handle his sex drive. He even played with the gay
boys, thinking it was strictly a guy thing. They could handle even less of
him than the girls. It might have had something to do with his cock size.
An honest 10 inches and powerfully round, the boys just couldn't take too
much of him. One boy, Jeremy, was quite horny and willing all right and
Randy really thought he had met his mate.

Jeremy was adorable with copper brown hair and a pert bubble of a butt on
his 16 year old lithe frame. Jeremy came on to him like fire and offered
his ass the first time- no games like the girls where they pretended it
took a date first. No Jeremy was wild and got Randys pants down right away,
a first for Randy. The older teen was on fire as Jeremy licked his cock and
played with his balls. Jeremy even proffered the lube, another first for
the horny Randy.

As Randy sunk his huge cock into Jeremys tight hole the reality hit him
that he might have found a match at last. With each hard thrust Jeremy
thrust back, again and again. Later spent they hugged and lay in the park
together. It was when Randy fucked him again in the same hour that Jeremy
had his first inkling of just how much stamina this stud had. Still they
"dated" for almost a month. Jeremy was ribbed at school for his awkward
bowlegged gait, as if he had been riding a horse. After the first week
Jeremy's chute loosened up and Randy's cock slid in much easier. After all
the horn dog teen was fucking him 4 times a day! It had come to an end when
Jeremy's dad, red faced and angry had come to Randy's house after Jeremy
had tearfully confessed as to why he had missed math class almost every day
that month.

Randy had never come close to finding a perfect match since then. When his
sexual frustration had started affecting his life he had poured his energy
into a private company right after high school. Now, at 24 the company was
so successful he had time to devote to himself again. This time he had
turned to the computer and the seady world it contained. He spent hours on
sites with big boobed babes, tight russian boys and finally to animal
sites. For some reason the animal sites were his fav and he came back to
them again and again. He had even unsuccessfully tried to fuck a
neighborhood dog but it had put up such a ruckas that he let the howling
mutt loose.

It was through the chat room of a beastality site that the ranch was first
mentioned. A chat with the handle of "amluv" had told him outright that
there was a Nevada ranch that specialized in clients wanting to fuck
animals. "And the ranch boys aren't too bad either" he bragged on line. A
few sessions later, with driving instructions in hand Randy had set off.

Now, in his bumping jeep and with darkness approaching, Randy felt the
fool. He could just picture "amluv" in some comfortable living room
laughing his head off as he thought of the idiot he had sent off to get
lost in the desert. "jeez", Randy muttered, the guy had sounded so
convincing, saying he had been there several times, described how he had
especially loved messing with horse cocks and how all the ranch boys were
related to "George" the owner and were "cuter than a fresh fucked goat and
hornier too." He didn't say how he knew this particular fact.

Randy stopped the jeep and got out to sniff the evening desert air. He
loved the soft scent of the moisture on the sparse vegitation. He also
could smell his own manly odor. He had stopped showering 4 days ago in
anticipation of this trip and he was beginning to get that faint tangy male
aroma. He loved the few chances he had to go unwashed and he had no plans
to bathe on this particular trip. Already his briefs and muscle shirt under
his chothing were a bit discolored as the hot sun beating on him earlier in
the week had forced a copious amount of sweat from his pores. Stretching
his sore muscles he leasurely pulled his flaccid cock from his shorts and
pissed. Evenin its soft state the cock was a sizeable one and he used both
hands to heft it clear of his shorts. Glancing down, he noticed that the
sides of his briefs were soaked with sweat from the contant pull and tug of
encasing his balls. Grinning he stuffed his cock back in while it was still
streaming the last of its piss. He watched facinated as the piss stain
spread slowly on his briefs to cover the front. Getting back in the jeep,
he continued on his journey.

Suddenly, in front of Randy's dirt covered windshield a well lit two story
ranch house came into view along with a cluster of ranch looking
buildings. Randy's heart beat faster. Maybe, just maybe "amluv's" tall
tales were true. After all, this was a perfect secluded place for a animal
fuck farm. He had to be 50 miles from the nearest neighbor. At te very
least he needed a place to spend the night and the place did look very
inviting.

As he parked and walked in he hesitate a moment. He looked around. Neat
corrals of horses abutted the cows and a big black bull. Tidy pens held
goats, sheep with frisking lambs and pigs were out one row. Chickens
squacked and turkeys muttered. It was a peacefu, idialic farm scene if e
had ever seen one. He shook his head and prepared to knock. It couldn't be
what he had been led to believe. It looked more like a Norman Rockwell
scene.

As he turned toward the door a pert, grinning towhead boy opened the
door. "Boo" he grinned at the suprised Randy. "Gotcha", the imp laughed as
he glanced at Randy's suprised look. He was cute in a boyish way, hair
bleached by the sun and skin browned. About 10 or so Randy reconed dressed
only on a pair of coveralls, as most farm boys are dressed in the summer.
The boy grabbed his bag and headed in talking a mile a minute. "Had
dinner?, where ya from?, whats in the bag? have any kids my age? how long
ya staying?" the boy chattered on not waiting for answers but heading up to
a room. He dumped the bag in the room and grinned at Randy again. "Dinner
in an hour", "see ya then". With that the boy was gone.

In the sudden silence that followed Randy collected his thoughts. At least
he had a place to stay the night. He was sure now that the ranch was a
simple dude ranch, probably getting by on horse back country trips. He
hadn't seen any other guests so they were probably out on the trail yet.
And it did seem small. Only a few guest rooms he reasoned.

Looking around the room assured him all the more of the legitimate ranch
this must be. A simple room with a plain queen sized bed. No other
furnishings. He reasoned the toilet must be down the hall somewhere. And a
shower he had no plans of using.

It was only when looking in the nightstand that his heart quickened and his
cock stirred excitedly. There, discretely on the shelf was a large
container of bag balm, rubber gloves and a football helmet. A helmet? he
couldn't quite figure that one out until he looked a bit further and espied
a neatly typed set of instructions.

1) Bathroom down the hall. Knock first.

2) Only animals smaller than yearling sheep allowed in the room. Other
animals must stay on the pens or sheds.

3) Never approach the bull without a helmet.

4) Tips appreciated. Ranch boys tipped separately.

Enjoy your stay!

"Holy shit" he muttered. It was the place! His cock was now rock hard and
he knew without a doubt that he needed to get off soon. What did he do?

It had seemed silent in the ranch building but now that the roar of the
jeep was subsiding in his ears he could now hear muffled sounds in a nearby
room. It sounded birdlike but he couldn't be sure. A low clucking sound and
a muffled grunt now and again.

He changed to a more comfortable muscle shirt and baggy cutoffs and relaxed
for a moment, contemplating how to begin. Suddenly, without a knock the
little towhead bounced in.

"Hiya ready? names Adam and I am 10 and my uncle George runs this place. I
like ya so can I show you around?" Without waiting for the affirmative
answer Adam took his hand and drug him from the room and down the stairs.

The cute little guy pointed out the kitchen, the smiling cook and out the
door they went to the stables.

"This is Cody, my horse" the boy said proudly. "Isn't he a beaut?" "He
likes his tool played with" the imp winked.

Randy was in a shocked silence as the little cutie took him from stable to
stable introducing the livestock.

Suddenly the boy, as if finally noticing his silence asked "do I talk too
much to be your assistant while you are here?' I would really like to, he
said almost shyly."

It was Randy's look of bewilderment that finally had Adam explaining the
boys role at the ranch. "WE care for the stock of course" he said more
slowly. But one of us kids is always assigned to help each dude, you know
most times the animals need held while the, er you would do your thing." We
get tips if we do good" he grinned "and we are allowed to be friendly if we
want, on our own time he said hastily.

The reality finally dawned on Randy. These animals were his for the fucking
and the little boy seemed to suggest, well that still seemed a little far
fetched.

Randy finally spoke. "Course you can help me. I like you, just getting my
bearings is all." He was unaccustomed to being the one that was at a loss
for action.

Adam, needing no other encouragement tossed his blond head towards the
sheep. "Wanna start?" He said before heading off after a smallish ewe.

Deftly he roped the animal and the placid beast followed the boy into the
nearby shed. Randy followed, knowing he was in the hands of an expert by
this time.

Adam gave the ewe some grass and the animal contentedly chewed away as
Randy shucked his shorts. He was a little hesitant in front of the lad but
the boy seemed relaxed and ready to help. The little towhead glanced up at
Randy once and wolf whistled. "Nice one sir" he grinned giving Randy's cock
a pat. Randy relaxed in the boys presence after that and concentrated on
what he had come for. He glanced at the animal one more time before moving
in to fuck it. Adam had greased up the ewes ass and the piss slot was left
bare. With Adam guiding his engorged member in he quickly rammed the ewe to
the hilt in her ass. The animal bleated once and continued eating the
grass.

For the first time in his life, Randy was fucking as hard and as furiously
as he pleased. Again and again he bottomed out. Even Jeremy had rarely been
able to take his full length. With the cute boy holding the unplussed
animal Randy lost himself in the pleasure that swept over him. Finally,
with a grunt his great cock swelled even more and filled the animal with
his jism. As he felt the release of huge jets of cum pumping into the
placid animal, Randy's senses were overcome. The wonderful pungent animal
smells hit him for the first time. The ewe's smell was now mixed with his
own, and his navel area browned from rubbing the ewe during the fuck. Other
wonderful smells enveloped him from the nearby horses, pigs and goats as
well.

Adam, ever talkative admired his cock again as it emerged from the sheep,
but then went on nonstop describing his co-working cousins Marky, JJ, and
Sonny.

Randy sighed contentedly. He was sated, for the moment. "Hey buddy" he said
to Adam. "How bouts we get dinner and then check out the other stables?"

Adam grinned his impish grin and helped the ewe back to the flock before
rejoining Randy. Randy gave the boy a prolonged friendly ass squeeze before
side by side they strode to the farmhouse kitchen.