Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2005 19:19:39 EDT
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: rick's anal ordeal -10

The days had turned into weeks. Each work day (mon-fri) I went to the
Ryker's farm at 6pm sharp and got fucked by Bud Ryker, his farm hand Tom
Willis, and Bud's 3 breed dogs Pop, Flint, and Rex. Noone but us knew the
real reason why I was there. My parents and friends thought I was simply
helping out around the farm, they didn't know that I was only there as
cum dump for the 2 men and their dogs.
Bud and Willis had taken to fucking me regularly. They were now using my
hole as much as the dogs were. I was getting fucked nearly every minute
of every hour for 6 hours every day -except weekends. And even then
Willis would find me somewhere about town to fuck me during my "off"
hours. He found my numerous times at the local pub where he would coax me
into meeting him in the truck in the parking lot for some head, or in one
of the stalls in the restroom when he wanted to fuck. I was more nervous
about meeting in the stall, as there was always some drunken cowboy
coming in to take a whiz. Willis would promise to be extra quiet, then
would start fucking me harder whenever he heard someone enter. A couple
of times he even moaned loud to let them know he just came. I would be so
embarrassed as his cum flooded my bowels, hoping that whoever the guy was
listening wouldn't stick around to see who emerged from the stall. A few
times Willis even dragged me away from my friends, or from a date to take
me somewhere where he could dump a load in me. He wasn't even trying to
patch things up with his wife anymore, "fuck her and her big pussy" he
shouted one day, "I got me something BETTER anyway".

Bud restricted his fucks to the weekdays. He only fucked me during the
hours I was working for him. Whenever I saw him about town before work or
on weekends, he would nod, speak, and be cordial, but he wouldn't make
any comments about waiting for monday or wanting to fuck me again like
Willis always did. If Bud got a hardon while we spoke, he never
acknowledged it. One time while at Chuck's dad's grocery store in town,
we talked about the dogs and what would happen to my employ when mating
season started, during the entire conversation Bud had a hardon. I could
see the outline through his tight jeans. I wanted to massage and caress
it and pull it out and suck it, but Bud never asked. Whenever someone
came between us, he'd cover it with the tails of his plaid shirt
One weekend I was out with some chick I'd met in the bar a couple of
weeks ago, she was giving me some much needed head in the back of my
dad's borrowed car (I hadn't been laid by a girl since before I started
working for Bud, -hence why I fucked the sheep in the first place). But
for some reason I couldn't keep an erection. She sucked and sucked and
sucked and sucked, but I couldn't stay hard. It wasn't until she started
to finger my asshole that my dick spring up. She sucked and slurped along
my length, taking me deep into the back of her talented throat as she
added finger after finger. By the time I burst down her throat, she had 4
fingers stuffed up my ass. I took her back into the bar and bought her
another drink before dumping her right there.

I jumped in my dad's car and drove over to Ryker's farm. The place looked
quiet as noone but Bud worked on weekends. His truck was parked outside,
so I knew he was home. My asshole had been hungry for something
substantial since the finger fucking. I knew I needed dick in me, but
didn't want to risk looking for it in a stranger. I did still have my
reputation to keep around town. I walked up on the Ryker estate and
knocked on the front door. It took a few minutes, but Bud Ryker answered
with a paper napkin hanging from under his chin.

"Rick." he acknowledged, swinging the door wide open. "What can I do for
you?"

"Did I interrupt your dinner?" I asked, noting the napkin. Bud reached up
and pulled it from his collar.

"No." he lied, allowing me in. "Would you like something to eat?" he
asked, politely. "It's only hot dogs and beans, but I have plenty."

"uh, no." I declined, nervously. "I uh...didn't come here to eat."

"So what did you come here for?" he asked.
Suddenly this didn't seem like such a good idea. I knew Bud wasn't gay,
and being an eligible bachelor with his own farming business, he probably
had his pick of loose women around town. But I was really horny for his
dick. I needed to feel it inside me, filling my empty ass and dumping a
healthy load of cum inside me.
I avoided his questioning eyes as I looked around his house for the first
time. I'd never been in his home before. Before now, all of my dealings
with Bud had been in the breeding room of his kennel. He had a reason to
invite me up before, and I never asked. Now I looked around the family
heirloom, at the generations of Ryker folk photos hanging on the walls
and mantle piece. Bud lived here alone, but until now I had no idea how
alone and secluded he really was from the world. Other then his workers,
Ryker never had any visitors that I knew of. His entire life consisted of
his dogs and farm work. He was a relatively handsome man, but you could
never tell under all the dust and dirt that lined his face and clothes.

"I, uh...was just wondering if you wanted to...uh..." I stalled, unable
to say why I was really there. Bud stood there waiting for an answer. I
figured it would be easier to show him then to tell him, so I got down on
my knees in front of his and began to unfasten his pants.

"Whoa there, young boy..." protested Bud, grabbing my hands as I fought
his buckle. "You're not on the clock right now. You're not required to do
that."

"I know." I said, looking up at him. "I want to."

"Wouldn't you rather have a girl to fuck?" he asked, looking back down at
me. "I mean, I know you like taking the dogs in your butt, but you do
like women too. Right?"

"Yeah." I assured him, not seeing what one had to do with the other. "A
girl just gave me head tonight." I admitted, "But it only made me more
horny. So I thought of you, and wondered if you wanted to...mess around."

"I, uh...appreciate the thought, Rick. But I'm cool." said Bud, turning
me down cold. He released my hands and walked away, leaving me kneeling
on the floor feeling rejected. "You need to go back into town and find
that young girl that gave you head, and give it to her real good." he
advised, standing by the door.

"But I don't want her." I said, turning to see him. "I want YOU." I
added, feeling shameless.
Bud looked surprised.

"What you want with an old man like me, when there's all that free pussy
out there with your name on it?" he asked.
I got up from the floor and crossed over to him.

"You're one of the sexiest men in town." I informed him. "As a kid I
remember hearing how all the ladies used to ogle after you when you
walked by. They all wanted you, even when you were married." I said,
regretting bringing up his wife the moment after I said it.

"That was a long time ago." sighed Bud, recalling his younger days. "I
was fit and muscled back then."

"Not much had changed since, from what I've seen." I flattered, causing
Bud to break into a small smile. "You're still handsome under all the
facial hair. You hide you face with those big cowboy hats you wear around
town so that noone can see your eyes." I said, staring into his. "You
still have that fit muscled body, it's just a little thicker now." I
added, touching his broad shoulders and running my hands down across his
plaid chest. "You're still a sexy man, Bud. Women are still ht after you,
but you've spent so much time ignoring all the chicks in town, that they
don't even bother to look at you anymore."

"I'm just one man, Rick. I don't have the time to spend romancing a
women. There's too much work to do around here." he defended, having had
this argument with his wife before.

"Then let me take care of you." I offered, to BOTH of our surprises.
Bud's eyebrows went up when he heard my statement. "Let me take care of
you when you feel the need for company, man. All you have to do is call
me, and I'll be here to take your loads whenever you need me."

"I...I dunno, Rick..." said Bud, walking away in thought. At least he was
thinking about it. "Somehow, it just doesn't seem fair to me to keep
fucking you. Especially with all the work you do just keeping the dogs
happy..."

"My work with the dogs won't suffer. I'll still be able to keep my job
for as long as you need me to." I assured. "But I'm talking about on the
weekends, or during my off hours when you get horny and need someone to
get you off. I want to be the one you call. I want to be the one to catch
your loads. You can cum in me at night, instead of your hand." I said,
pouring it on.
I could definitely see Bud's cock print throbbing at the thought of
making me his own personal cocksucker. Before he could protest any
further, I got back down on my knees, and started unfastening his pants.

"Rick..." he sighed in silent protest. I continued loosening his pants
until I had his hardon out and in my mouth. I was sucking his cock for
him, making him feel good and forefilling my own horny desires for cock
as well. This seemed like a win-win situation. Bud would able to get his
rocks off, and I would be able to catch his creamy loads.
I was on my knees in Bud's living room foyer, swallowing his dick as he
leaned against the wall for support. I loved the way his hard cock filled
every corner of my mouth. I loved licking and sucking my way up and down
the shaft, making it slick and wet with my saliva. My tongue danced a
long his stiff cock's belly, bathing and tickling the throbbing cum tube
as I worked my way back and forth in a frenzy for his cum. I was starving
for it. I needed to taste his ball juice and swallow it all down until it
was floating in my stomach. Bud didn't argue as his dick started to pulse
between my lips. I sucked harder knowing he was close. I hoped he
wouldn't make me stop because I wanted to feast on his sweet baby makers.
In no time he was white washing my throat with his delicious batter. I
ate all of his cum as it gushed into my mouth and throat. Bud moaned as
he passed his nectar on to me. His knees when weak, and I was glad he had
the wall for support. He came in buckets, filling my growling stomach
with every ounce of his seed. I sucked and sucked his spitting cock until
it finally calmed down. It never softened as I gently and slowly sucked
it's hard glistening length. I didn't pull off making love to it until
Bud grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me up to my feet. I looked
down at the wet cock, wanting it back in my mouth for another round.

"Can I suck it some more?" I asked, still looking down at it. "It's still
hard, can I suck it?" I asked, looking up at him.
Ryker smiled.

"No. No more sucking." he said firmly, making me pout. Then he took me by
the hand and started leading me upstairs. "But I will fuck you." he
added, much to my delight.
We climbed the steps to the second floor. I felt like a giddy school girl
about to make out for the first time. This would be Bud and my first time
alone together. Every other time we fucked was with either Willis or the
dogs in the room. Bud took me to the master bedroom in the front of the
house. The view from his bedroom window was nice, over looking an open
field with plenty of trees in the distance. Even in the dark of moonlight
you could see it was spectacular.

Bud killed the lights as we undressed. I watched him shed his clothes,
revealing his strong body. His cock was still hard. I couldn't help
wanting to take it back in my mouth and suck on it until it filled my
throat with more cum, but I knew Bud had better plans in mind.
He took me over to the big victorian still bed his grandfather left
behind. The mattress was lumpy, but I really didn't care at that moment.
I got onto my back as Bud anointed vaseline to my anus and his cock. I
spread my legs wide for him as he maneuvered inbetween them, aimed his
cock up to my hole, and pushed inside. I gasped a loud as his cock head
pierced my ring, shortly followed by his entire shaft. Bud groaned as he
felt the tight warmness of my anus envelope him. He was used to fucking
me after the Willis or the dogs had already cum in me, and fucked my ass
to loose mush. He wasn't used to sliding into my tight hugging hole, to
being the first and only one to penetrate me. The snugness was a surprise
to him, and I could tell by the way he fucked me that he liked it
instantly.

Bud had me in missionary position, my legs hiked up high near his
shoulders and forearms as he drove his cock through me. I was looking up
at him look back down at me. Our eyes were locked as he fucked his way in
and out. I watched his muscles tense and relax as he stroked himself to a
good pace. We were both enjoying ourselves, revealing in the joys of each
other's bodies. I reached up and ran my hands through his straw like
blonde hair with graying temples. Bud's eyes fluttered as he tingled from
my caress. I figured it had probably been a long time since he'd had
anyone touch him, let alone caress gently. I allowed my hand to roam
across the back of his thick neck and shoulders. I traced the strong jaw
of his chin, scratching at the face stubble and running my fingers
through his chest hair. This made Bud fuck harder. His hips picked up
power and speed as he thrust his cock into me deeper. I rubbed a long his
muscled forearms, watching the flex as he pumped into me push up
position.
I groaned softly as he fucked into my body, driving his cock into my worn
hole. I loved the way his dick felt inside of me, the rock hard shaft
filled my rectum with every push. I spread my legs wider, giving him all
the access he needed. Ryker then surprised me by leaning down and
planting me with a kiss. I felt his lips touch mine for the very first
time. I was shocked as I had never kissed a man before, not even my dad.
Bud lay his body on top of mine while he continued to pump into me. His
kisses got hotter as his hips pumped harder. I felt his lips part, then
felt his tongue enter into my mouth. I felt a strange tingle exude
through me as I accepted and started to suck his exploring tongue.

"UHHHH..." moaned Bud, breaking the kiss as he rose back up in push up
position. He threw back his head then shoved his cock all the way into me
and unloaded. I heard him scream my name as his cock emptied a heavy load
of hot cum into me. I reached down and stroked my own erection until I
came all over my chest and stomach. Bud looked down at me and smiled as
he felt my asshole tighten on his dick. He leaned back down and kissed me
gently as he lay in my mess.