By ty dehner

I hung there for a while, feeling my cock soften after being so close in one of the hottest sexual times I’ve experienced. I was glad my cock was free from the steel but sure wish Austin would come back and pick up where he left off. The air was getting warm as the sun was rising in the sky. Of course, I was in darkness with the hood locked on my head and my arms were starting to ache.

Austin startled me as I felt his rough leather work gloves start to work on my cock as he was returning it to its prison of steel. I moaned in the hood and I heard him chuckle to himself. I barely hear the lock click as he grabbed my cock and balls and tugged on them to show they were his. As he tugged them I could sense his face next to my leather covered face.

“Boy I really want to fuck you, really want to fuck you. But the time isn’t right and frankly I want you to want me more. We’re going to head into the house and get some breakfast. I’ll remove your hood once your inside.”

He worked the ropes holding my arms above my head, off and let me free. Then he leads me across the dirt. Once in the house he had me sit on the cold wood floor and removed the hood. As my eyes adjusted I found I was the only one naked as Austin and his posse were in their rodeo gear eating breakfast. They looked me over and then returned to their dialog over the food. Austin went in the kitchen and came back with eggs, bacon and some fruit in a couple of dog dishes. There was another with orange juice. He ordered me to eat, which I happily did as I was damn hungry.

As I ate I enjoyed checkout the boots, spurs, chaps and other cowboy gear they were wearing. They were all handsome men and I didn’t give much thought to being alone on the floor, naked and exposed. They all pitched in and cleaned the kitchen removing the empty dog bowls as I finished the tasty food. Soon it was just Austin and me.

I heard his boots on the wood floor and look up as he was approaching me. Damn if he wasn’t the hottest cowboy in Montana. He reached down after putting on a pair of black leather gloves that were must softer than his work gloves. He placed his fingers on my chin and lifted me to stand up. Taking my hand, he takes me through the house and into his bedroom. Taking me towards the bed he pushes me on it, then climbs on me in his full gear.

His chaps were cool against my skin. We held each other tight and for the first time I was able to kiss him deeply. I could smell the leather from him and he ravaged me with his tongue, diving deep and holding me tight. I struggled but was able to get my tongue into him and it was so powerful. I could feel my cock straining in the steel of the cage and pretty sure he was hard as a rock under his Wranglers.

He pulled away and I saw his beautiful blue eyes and blond stubble in his smile.

“I wanted to just lay with you boy. Feel you against me and relax. In a few hours the rodeo will start up and we won’t have much time to be alone. I really thought about roping you up but want you to be free to touch me, enjoy me. No pressure boy, just you and me getting to know each other.”

With that he kissed me again and our bodies were tangled within each other. I could feel the textures of this cowboy, denim, leather, cotton and skin. Here I was totally exposed for him and we just got to know each other gently.

At some point we must have fallen asleep as we woke in each other’s arms. He slapped my face gently with his black leather gloves. Without a word he pulled me out of bed and led me out of the house and back into the barn. He had me kneel on the rustic barn floor and put my hand behind my back. He was firmer with me than our time this morning.

He stepped away and then returned with a mound of black leather. The smell of this leather was intense as he held it up and smiled at me. I returned a puzzled look as I had no idea what it was.

He dropped it on the floor and without a word grabbed me by the neck and pulled me towards the leather. He had me lay on my side on the leather and started working my legs into it. I slid my feet into the heavy leather. The suit was leather lined in black leather and smelled with sweat and leather mixed. It wasn’t super tight, but I wasn’t going to get out of this. I was beginning to figure out what I was going into and I got nervous. Austin noticed the change in me.

“Trust me boy.”

He brought more of leather over my ass and lower body after doing the second leg. That was followed by the leather pulled over my shoulder and my arms going in sleeves that ended with a hoof like wood where my hands slid into gloves that grabbed small metal bars. I was going to add lots of my own sweat after a while I was sure of that.

He had me roll over on my back. Slowly he worked a good-sized steel plug in my ass then worked the leather of the suit over it with something hanging out. Next his gloved hands were toying with the steel on my cock and adding steel around my balls. He pulled my cock and balls out of the leather and when he had me roll over off my back they felt heavy. He started zipping the suit shut with a utility strength zipper. It started at my crotch and went around my ass and up to the back of neck. Something was attached to the neck of the suit. Austin came to me with a leather head muzzle that has a small hose sticking out of the mouth cover I wouldn’t be able to speak but I could see. He locked the muzzle on then grabbed the hood that was attached. This hood wasn’t snug on my head, but it covered it completely and was leather lined. He fitted it with a couple of straps then I heard another zipper and more straps around my neck. The eyes were aligned and then I heard a couple more locks. This leather and plastic head gear was heavy on the top of my head.

I felt Austin run his hands all over my body, smoothing things out. Then he grabbed me by the top of the head gear and took me to a mirror. I couldn’t believe my eyes, it was like nothing I’d ever seen before. I was a fucking leather bull. It was black heavy leather, with a head shaped like a bull. There were horns on the top.. A small tail came out of my ass and the back of the suit. As I moved around I spotted huge leather ball sack that held my balls and a red bull sized cock that covered the steel cage that held my cock.

As I looked in the mirror Austin sat on me, rubbing the head of this leather bull and patting my back. He was grinning ear to ear.

“Fuck, you are so fucking hot, bull. It has been a while since someone has been in this, but it just seemed right for you. You are the star of our little rodeo today. I have feeling you’re going to love all this!”

Pulling out his phone, he snapped a few photos. One time he was standing putting his booted foot on my back. After the photos he put a bull lead on the ring that was in the bull nose and tugged on me to follow him. He took me to a stall and locked me in.

“You better rest as you’re going to hurt like hell in a few hours, bull.”

He patted me then left the barn. I worked my way on my side to take the pressure off my limbs. The suit was very hot, heavy and confining. My neck was also getting a work out as I was not able to lay my head on the ground because of the horns. After such of gentle tender morning this was going to be hell.

It wasn’t long until I heard boots in the barn and soon the stall was being opened and the posse approached me. I struggled to get on my “feet” and backed away as one of them started swinging his lasso.

 

To be continued …

Metal would like to thank the author, ty dehner, for this story — which originally appeared on the Ropedweb site many years ago. As a special treat to Metalbond readers, ty has written brand new chapters of this story! Thanks ty!

The entire story is copyright © 1999/2018 by ty dehner. Posted here with permission of the author.