Date: Sun, 24 Jan 2016 17:16:49 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Ranch's Bitch part 17

Ranch's Bitch
By Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>

M/m/M+, rural, college, cock sucking, ass play, masturbation, cum eating,
reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination.

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Part 17

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I couldn't be in a worse position, right there, between Mark's legs with
his cock in my mouth and my bare ass exposed to Brian who was now right
behind me. The room was suddenly quiet and all I could hear were the birds
warbling outside. I moved my hands that were holding Mark's cock and sac,
and put them on his thighs. I was looking at him, whereas Mark was staring
at Brian. I think all of this happened in less than ten seconds, but for
me, it felt like hours. In my head, we were all moving in slow motion. I
still felt Mark's fingers on the back of my head. He wasn't forcing my head
down, so I knew I could move my head up and get his cock out of my
mouth. However, I was thinking what I'd do once I looked back at Brian. I
didn't have many options, sooner or later I'd have to face the blond study
behind me. When I removed the cock from my mouth, my saliva was dripping
and part of it fell on my chin. What could I say to Brian? I was drooling
and I had a wet cock in front of me; that was so self-explanatory. Still, I
managed to look back and found Brian looking at me, showing his bare torso
and wearing grey sweat shorts that were long enough to cover his
knees. That was so embarrassing, I wish I could disappear, but I knew I had
no way to get out of there. I was in the cabin's room and it had two
doors. The one that led to the living room and then to the porch outside
was blocked by Brian; the other one was closed. I've never seen what
existed behind this second door, but I could only guess that was a
bathroom. What could I possibly do?

`That's not what you thinking' Yes, that's exactly what I said. Like the
wife who was just caught by the cheated husband. But of course Brian wasn't
my husband and he didn't look upset at all. On the contrary, he was
laughing and holding his cock over his shorts; the same cock I was sucking
on the previous day. It was visibly getting harder as if he was telling me
he wanted to take part in our action. I didn't want him to, I just couldn't
handle two friends of mine asking me to suck them. I didn't want to suck
anyone to begin with.

`Oh, I'll tell you what I'm thinking. I think that after yesterday you
finally discovered what you like and now you can't have enough of it' Brian
said, slowly moving closer to me.

`What happened yesterday?' Mark asked, with his left hand still on my head
and his right hand now slowly stroking his dick.

`Please. Don't tell him. Nothing happened yesterday' I begged Brian to
remain quiet. Mark couldn't know I had sucked Brian before. What would he
think? A good bud of his was a cocksucker. Well, I sucked him as well, but
I'm sure he'd pretend nothing happened. We'd still be good friends and we'd
never talk about this again. But if he knew I had sucked another cock, he'd
imagine I was a true cocksucker. He'd probably imagine I sucked him because
I wanted to and not because he asked me to. He'd think I was pretending
when I said I didn't want to suck cock. Even worse, he'd know I was lying
when I said I've never sucked a cock before his. What else could he think?
I was fake, a cocksucker who didn't deserve his friendship.

`The bitch didn't tell you?' Brian continued. It wasn't a good sign to hear
Brian calling me a bitch. `The cumwhore here, sucked me twice
yesterday. And you can bet that if I had offered my cock, the bitch would
suck again and again. Ain't I right?' and he laughed again.

`No, it isn't true' I looked at Mark, disparately. `Please, don't believe
him. I ain't a cocksucker, I swear'

`Bitch, quit the bullshit. You'd be a cocksucker by now even if you hadn't
sucked me yesterday. What did you have in your mouth just before I got
here? A cock, right? And what were you doing with it? Sucking, right? So,
don't worry. Your best bud there know you're a cocksucker already'

I was still looking at Mark, afraid he'd stand up and kick my ass. However,
he remained where he was, still caressing my hair. What was happening here?

`Don't worry, Andy. If you like to suck cock, that's ok with me. You can
suck me as many times as you want, whenever you want. You can just stop
pretending you don't like it, right? I won't judge you. We are all
different. I'd never suck a dick, but I don't mind to have you sucking me
if that's what you want' Mark replied with a serene expression, as if we
were doing something all good buds do. Was he trying to convince me that
what I was doing wasn't wrong?

`I... I...' I was speechless. I didn't like to suck cock. I was just doing
that because the Viagra was making me too horny and I couldn't jerk
off. Was I lying to myself?

`I... I... what? Look at you. Look at your ass' by now, Brian had kneeled
down behind me. `Dude, this ass of yours is paradise. And it seems like
someone has been here not too long ago. Who bit this white bubble ass of
yours? Well, not so white anymore, you're getting a nice suntan here'

Damn, I was getting a tan in that jockstrap. What the hell? Worse than
that, Brian saw that Mark had played with my ass before. I was once again
thinking that they'd imagine I was a slutty fag. I wasn't a fag, I've never
been a fag. But how could I explain that when all the evidences said
otherwise?

When I last expected, I felt Brian's teeth on my butt and he bit it even
harder than Mark. I yelled and looked back at him.

`Now you have teeth marks on your both cheeks' he laughed again and then
slapped my ass. `Your ass is very inviting, bitch. If I liked to lick ass,
I'd eat yours forever, but that's really not my thing. I'd rather do
something else with your butt'

I thought he was done with his teasing, but then I felt something
unexpected. Brian held the both sides of my waist with his hands, and I
felt his now hard cock under his shorts, grinding against my hole. His
sweat shorts were so thin, I felt it as if it was directly touching my
ass. Up and down, he moved his waist as if he was fucking me. I looked at
Brian, he was smiling and enjoying whatever he was doing to me. Then, I
turned my head to Mark and he was also looking at Brian, apparently
enjoying the action. I couldn't accept that, it was getting too far.

When they least expected, I stood up. I had to get out from there. I knew I
couldn't run to the door that led to outside because Brian could easily
stop me, so I ran to the other door; the one that probably led to the
bathroom (or whatever that was) I've never been to. I quickly opened it,
and disappeared inside. My heart was beating fast, I felt I could throw
up. I pressed my back against the door and didn't hear them saying
anything. I was wondering what they were doing, but after a few more
seconds, I thought they weren't trying to do anything. That's when I
finally looked at where I was.

`What the hell!' that's all I could think. What was that place? It was a
small dark room, there was a small table, shackles, and other stuff I
couldn't recognize. On one side, I found dildos, a lot of them. `What has
Mark done with all these dildos?' I thought. The only thing I thought was
that he used them with the chicks he brought to the ranch. But what kind of
women liked shackles, dildos and all sorts of sexual toys? If Mark knew
this kind of women, he's never introduced me to any of them. I approached
the shelves where the dildos were exposed, and I found labels with names
around them. All of them had names of guys, I read Karl, Sam, Ted,
Adam... That was creepy.

As I looked at them, Mark slowly opened the door. `Are you better now?'

`What's this place?' I asked. I had even forgotten what I was doing there
in the first place.

`It's a place where we bring our bitches for some fun, if you know what I
mean'

`But you've never told me about this kind of fun before. I'd love to join
in, you know?' I still think he'd invite me to use those toys with the
chicks they brought to the ranch.

`Oh, we'll invite you soon, don't worry. Now, why don't you come
outside. You don't need to be afraid. We're all friends, we won't do
anything to hurt you. I swear' Mark looked honest so I followed him back to
the room.

Brian was still there, sitting on a small armchair at the corner of the
room. Mark moved to the bed where he was before and sat down again.

`Andy, you don't need to be ashamed of what you're doing here. I know you
like it, and so do we. We ain't judging you' Mark started to explain, but I
didn't know if Brian would agree with that. I looked back at him, and he
was sitting there on that old armchair, manipulating something he took from
a small table by his side. He was certainly not paying attention to us and
now he wasn't smiling or laughing as usual.

`Don't worry about Brian' continued Mark. `But now that we know that you
like to suck cock, we'd like you to suck us. You know, just like
buds. You're just helping us out from time to time, no big deal'

`I don't know. I'm not a cocksucker, I don't like this...'

`Fuck you, bitch' Brian stood up. `Listen, Mark. I'm trying to be calm
here, but I can't hear this bullshit and keep quiet'

I turned myself to Brian and saw him coming towards me. `We all know you
crave cock, bitch. Well, not all of us. Ted still doesn't know anything,
and I know you don't want him to. So, here's the deal. You suck me off, you
drain my balls good, swallow my jizz, which I know you love – and don't
dare to deny it – and I won't tell him anything. So, what d'you say?'

And that's the moment I realized I couldn't keep saying I wasn't a
cocksucker and pretend I didn't want to suck their cocks. It was pointless
to deny it. Both Mark and Brian knew that I was accepting it and they
remained quiet, waiting for an answer.

`Ok, but you can't tell Ted or anyone else. Promise?' Well, what could I
do? Anything was better than having Ted spanking me for knowing I was a fag
cocksucker.

`Great, and no more bullshit around me or I'll tell everything to Ted and
the whole college. Got it?' he finished. I didn't need to answer. We all
knew I had changed my mind and I'd suck their cocks whenever they
wanted. At least, we were going back to town in less than forty-eight
hours. I could handle this situation and then forget about it once and for
all.

Brian sat by Mark's side and took off his shorts. His dick was limp but it
still looked impressive.

`Dude, I don't like to share my cocksucking bitches. So, would you mind to
wait till we're finished?' Brian asked Mark. Mark didn't answer, he just
stood up and went to the armchair where Brian has been before. Brian opened
his legs, looked at me and then to his cock, as if inviting me to get down
on my knees and suck him off. And that's what I did.

`Put it in your mouth and make it hard with your mouth. I don't want your
hands touching my dick anymore. Only that warm mouth and those puffy lips
of yours. Got it?'

I nodded and put his limp cock in my mouth. It wasn't difficult to make him
hard again. I think all his domination and authority was making him horny
again, and for reasons I don't understand, it was making me horny too.

`That's how you treat a bitch. Look at him. So obedient, taking cock and
not saying anything, just how bitches are supposed to do' I think Brian was
finally showing his true self. And he couldn't feel more comfortable about
it.

Brian's cock was now hard as a rock and I started bobbing up and down, just
like I've done with him the day before, but this time, he wasn't trying to
be patient. He held my head tight and started pushing me down till his cock
head touched my throat. I started gagging and tears ran down my face.

`What the hell?' I asked him when I finally managed to get his cock out of
my mouth.

`Bitch, now you need to learn how to suck a cock like the true whore you
are. You'll start practicing how to take it all the way down your
throat. You can go slowly at first, I won't force it too much. But you need
to practice and don't stop till you do it. Got it? Remember I'm being nice
and patient with you. I could just fuck your throat merciless but I know
it's your first time and I don't want you throwing up on me. But keep in
mind you MUST do it. Now, keep sucking'

I looked at his cock again, like a sword swallower looks at his sword
before putting it in his mouth. His cock was huge, how could I put it all
in my mouth?

`Make it very wet, and go slowly. Breath through your nose and try not to
panic. Every time you panic you gag, so that's more about your
psychological than your throat' he directed me.

I was looking at him, listening carefully to his words. I had to relax. But
how could I relax knowing that I had to swallow a cock that was definitely
much bigger than my mouth? It was anatomically impossible. Immersed on my
thoughts, I didn't notice Mark approaching me. Suddenly, his hands opened
my butt cheeks and his tongue was once again touching my asshole. Gee, I
moaned loudly. My cock stated to uncontrollably twitch in my straps.

`Now try to relax' Mark said from behind me just before I felt one of his
fingers penetrating me.

`Damn' I thought out loud.

`I think you like when Mark plays with your hole, don't you?' Brian
asked. `I don't know why I still ask you these things. All you say is "no,
I don't. I ain't this, I ain't that..." Well, I know like it'

`He does' Mark said still finger fucking me. `I think he'd enjoy if we used
a few toys with him. What do you say?' Mark wasn't asking me. Once again,
they pretended I wasn't even there and they could make decisions on my
behalf.

Brian knew I'd protest, so before I did, he forced my head down his
cock. `I bet he'll love it. And we've got a lot of toys here. Including
this one I've got in your mouth, bitch'

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End of part 17

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