Summary: The shocking truth of the old west finally told. Note 1: This is a special western themed story created by the lovely Black Randi. Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Black Randi, thor_p, Robert, and Wayne for editing this strange attempt. PS: Western is not my forte so please don't judge me too much on this story. Cowboys & Big Cock Indians History i...
I forgot I had this story in my drafts... it's a bit silly. I remember I got my partner to read it and he just burst out laughing (haha). *** In the Great Plains of Montana, not long ago, cowboys came to this Indian Land with their driven cattle, eagerly searching for a place to comfortably settle. They knew they'd be sharing this land; they even traded w...
There was a light wind blowing that evening and the campfire flames danced in the moonlight. They were out on a distant part of the ranch rounding up stray steers. It was too far to return to the bunkhouse for the night, so they had pitched camp in a hollow by a small stream. The 3 young cowboys sat around the campfire, drinking coffee and smoking. There wa...
Well I was living with my cousin in upstate Michigan, and was very bored, and tired of having so little to do. I knew I had been submissive all my life and used to always be the Indian in Cowboys and Indians so I could get stripped and tied up by the Cowboys and Cowgirls. The only thing to do around here, (I thought) was hunt deer in the fall, so there wer...
I didn't want to be a cowboy, but I certainly wanted one to fuck me. So, to honor those sojourners of the dusty trails I wrote this. When settlers in the 1870's first used "dude," to refer to pasty-faced Easterners coming to The Rockies, they took notice of men with a distinguishable lilt (I have no doubt), of men with a different spring in their step, of m...
Chapter 1 Darkness covered the land like a blanket. Joshua sat huddled in his blanket just watching the fire as the logs crackled and shot lights into the sky. It wasn't a cold night, but he shivered all the same. He heard a soft noise to his left, almost like someone trying not to make any noise but still making some. He stood quickly dropping the blanket...
The Utah ranch, although one of the richest ones in the territory, wasn't a bed of roses for Billy. Mostly it was the boredom that got him. Bryan was nice to him and kept him in the main ranch house. If he'd sent Billy to the bunkhouse, he knew Billy would be fucked silly and would be no use to him. That meant that Billy was only fucked three times a week,...
It was another long day of driving over mostly flat and undistinguished and dusty landscape from Dallas to Amarillo, Texas. Driving through the town and almost to Cimarron, the convoy of two vehicles turned south onto a dirt road under a log archway with "The Big C Ranch" engraved on a plaque overhead and drove three more miles until they came upon a long, l...
It is a brutally hot day in Texas, the heat relents only slightly as the sun sinks below the horizon. Wandering into a bar for a cold drink, I find myself out of place among a sea of plaid shirts and oversized belt buckles. Strange noises from a back-room attract my attention. Peeking through the doorway, I discover a completely dark room except for the oc...
They stopped at a work house in Denver and picked up Timothy. Another orphan, Timothy had aged out of an orphanage and had gone directly out on the street. A saloon owner had tried him out in his upstairs operation and had offered him a job, but Timothy wanted to work his way farther West, he'd said. So, the saloon owner, for a finders' fee, had written to M...