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In Bronze

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The rope was tight around his wrists as his hands formed into fists while he was struggling. At times his toes would curl with the rope snug around his ankles.

When he entered the front door, I left a note for him to strip naked. I didn’t care what he was wearing when he arrived, but he will be wearing what I want when he leaves. I will decide when he leaves, and it won’t be the same way as he arrived.

As he turned and looked at the door I came up behind him and placed the leather blindfold on him. His mouth opened and left a slight moan as the first of his senses were removed. He placed his hands behind his back and spread his feet slightly to stand at attention. That was impressive, as he wasn’t even ordered to do so. With my leather-gloved hands, I gently stroked his naked body. I could tell he was truthful in our online chat that he was a firefighter. He was firm but not overly built.

While stroking this body in front of me, I could hear his breathing increase and his cock was growing in front of him.

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Montana – Part 07

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I woke suddenly and realized I was still in the room and in the bull suit. I started working the suit with the hooves. My muscles were stiff, and I was between the cool and the steamy inside the leather. It was a struggle and I eventually worked my way out of the suit and got the bull hood off. There were keys for the muzzle and soon I was dropping the leather off me. I tried the keys, but none opened the cock cage I was trapped in. I stood slowly.  It felt great to have the feeling return to my arms and legs and stretch them again. I was alone in a small room and as I stood there was a wooden bench with a note and some clothes on it.

“Boy, here is some clothes for you to put on. Put it all on and we’ll be heading out to the bar after you’re done. I know you’re sweaty and pissed soaked, but I like a boy like that. So, get dressed and let’s head to the bar!”

With my cock still locked in the steel there was no underwear. But there was a pair of black Wranglers with a belt and huge silver buckle on it. The Wranglers were snug and showed the bulge in my crotch. A pair black boots followed. As I slide my feet in each I discovered they were filled with piss. Guess that is how I wear boots these days. As I stood I put on the cowboy shirt followed by a leather vest. There were a pair of black leather work chaps that were also snug and helped to further show off my cock and balls. A black leather jacket was followed by tight leather gloves and a black cowboy hat.

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Montana – Part 06

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Jason’s lasso flies across the stall landing on my horns, tightening as he tugs on the rope with his gloved hands. It was weird I was a bull and he was roping me! While certainly like a human I was incased in heavy black leather with a bull head and horns on my head. I couldn’t speak and was grunting like a bull as I struggled some with the rope around my horns. I look at them and they didn’t seem to concern that eventually I was going to do as they wanted. The suit was warm, and parts were sticking to me as it was lined in leather. He started to pull me closer to him and I could do nothing but move. He led me out of the stall across the barn, my hooved hands clopping on the wood floor. As I walked I could feel the weight of my cock and balls swaying under me. I was taken outside where there was a animal trailer. He pulled me up the ramp and into the dirty stall on the right side of the trailer. He took a chain that was attached to the trailer and locked it to the ring in my nose.

Removing the lasso, he slapped my ass and left after slamming the door shut. Soon I could hear a horse being loaded into the other side. I couldn’t move much so decided to sit down. The chain was short but allowed me to at least sit. It was getting warm in the trailer and the leather suit was like a sauna, creating more sweat. Soon the trailer started to jerk, and we were on our way to what I would think was the rodeo grounds.

As we drove, I was thinking in my head that I was a fucking leather bull. I had limited vision in this hood but here I was riding in an animal trailer after being roped by Jason!

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Montana – Part 05

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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.

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Montana – Part 04

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I look at Austin in disbelief. He builds an evil grin on his face.

“I don’t have any money, Ty has my wallet back in his barn.”

This pisses Austin off. He grabs my crotch and slowly pushes me in the dark corner of the bar. Two of his posse follow and the other goes gets some beers. I am slammed against the wall and Austin pushes his tongue in my mouth and gives me the kiss he started in the corral at the ranch. As he does he works my hands behind my back and soon I am cuffed, and he knees my balls making me moan into his lips.

He pulls back slightly his eyes looking into my mine.

“Oh, fuck boy, we’re going to show you your own private rodeo.”, he knees me again in the balls and I start to yell in pain he covers my mouth with his gloved hand and laughs. I struggle some and he smiles even more.

“Struggle cowboy, struggle. I fucking love me a cowboy that struggles and when I have you roped like a calf I am going to shoot my load all over you!”

The cowboy returns from the bar with three beers setting them on the table next to us, they sit down, and Austin has me sit in the chair next to him. Under the table he reaches over and starts kneading my cock and ball in the Wranglers causing me some pain.

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Montana – Part 03

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The drive to the bar uneventful, watching the empty landscape pass by lit by the full moon. When I adjusted in the seat I could feel the piss slosh around in my boot. On occasion Ty would reach over and rub the Velcro sharply into my tits. He explained that the bar is not a gay bar, but some of his gay buds hang out there as well as his straight friends. He thought it would be crowded with the rodeo in town.

We arrived at the bar that looked busy. As we parked I commented on being thirsty and was glad to be at the bar.

“The boot,” said Ty wryly.

i questioned him and he told me to drink the piss that is in my boot. Carefully I worked it off my foot getting a good strong whiff of the smell as it approached my lips. Laying the leather boot shaft on my lip, i poured the warm piss down my throat. Feeling very humble, Ty chuckled as I finished it off.

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Montana – Part 02

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My dick grows a bit more, then i realize that those voices are coming closer. Are they hands on the ranch, and has Ty fooled me into thinking that he owns this place? For all i know, he is not returning. i stumble around a bit and feel the post scratch my naked ass. i figure i better be careful or i’ll end up with splinters. i can’t believe he left me hanging like this, the excitement is growing away quickly.

The loud laughing breaks my thought of my situation. They are getting closer. i now fear them finding me. What if they aren’t into bondage or gay. What if they hate what they find and decided to beat the shit out of me. What defense do i have. What if they are cowboys and what are they gonna do with this naked guy hanging from a post? i try not to turn my head as i hear their voices coming from behind me. Then it happens.

“What the fuck?!” i hear one of the voices yell out.

i close my eyes, hoping they will just move on. i listen as they are silent, only the sound of their horses as they near. i’m not sure, but i know there is more than one. i stand very still, not making a sound. Thinking that if they would just move on, i would do anything right now.

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Montana – Part 01

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Ty and i had met on line one evening, when i was feeling horny. i was hanging out in one of the many chat rooms. We started talking about our mutual interest in leather, cowboys, bondage and other fun things that guys like us enjoy. We traded pictures, but neither of them were up to date. After talking back and forth for nearly six months, i asked Ty if he was going to be near my hometown soon. i had a week’s vacation coming up and thought it would be fun to finally meet in person. i could drive or fly and meet him for a day or two. Ty said that the rodeo was going to be in Billings, Montana the first weekend that i was on vacation.

Ty and i really enjoy cowboys, their gear and the games that two cowboys can play. Ty is purely a dominant guy, and i am submissive all the way. Being that i lived on the west coast, driving to Billings in time for the rodeo was not going to work. Ty offered to pick me up at the airport and we could share a room. Ty enjoyed the rodeo, as i did. i’m not sure if we liked watching the bull riding, calf wrestling, or just watching those guys in chaps and Wranglers.

i woke the morning of the flight to Montana. I put on my Wranglers, lace-up ropers, belt, black brush popper shirt, leather vest and my hat. i had packed a few other things, knowing that i was only spending the night.   As we took off, i enjoyed the feeling of my tight jeans. i chuckled as i noticed a few of the guys in the airport checking me out.   And the male flight attendant sure seemed to be giving me great service. i know that standing 6’1”, as i do, i can look pretty “tough”, but if only they knew my real personality. i’m a husky guy, weighing in at 240 pounds, i keep my hair cut real short and am clean shaven. i’ve been trying to work out a bit, and eventually hope to have the same shape as Garth Brooks. Talk about a hunk, i can feel his thunder roll any time!

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