Date: Sat, 29 Oct 2011 12:22:10 -0700
From: bjjl <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: The Bounty Hunter

The Bounty Hunter.
1868 Arizona.

The hot Arizona sun was finally going down over the old abandon mining
claim. There would finally be some relief for Floyd's naked body. He had
been tied to the hitching post since early morning. Down on his knees, legs
open, arms stretched out and lashed to the post. Floyd Stone had been a
bounty hunter for almost a decade now. Judging by recent events, he was
getting a little old for the job. He had let Harlan Tucker and Carson
Bennett get the drop on him.

Floyd picked up Harlan's poster back in Lordsburg. Two thousand dollars for
his capture posted by the Atchison, Topeka & Santa Fe Railway. Floyd didn't
know Harlan had teamed up with Carson Bennett. The two of them ambushed
Floyd yesterday just south of the old mining claim where they were hold up.
They stripped him of all his clothes and tied him to the hitching post out
front of the old shack. His balls were still a little sore from being
slapped around by Carson.

Floyd was a big hairy muscular man, 6'4" 210 lbs. Large hairy Pec muscles
with two big protruding nipples. Large hairy ball sac filled with two large
eggs. A fine specimen of uncut male cock, about four inches limp with a big
helmet head under the shin. His legs and ass were also covered with a fair
amount of black curly hair. It matched his full head of unruly hair and
full beard. His big frame hung there on the post naked and at the mercy of
the two outlaws. Harlan slowly walked out from the shack to where Floyd was
tied.

"If you had tried to draw on me. You'd be dead now." Harlan said with a
smile.

Floyd knew he was right even though he never seen Harlan draw, he heard the
kid was fast with his gun. Harlan pulled the gag from Floyd's mouth then
tipped the canteen to his lips.

"Have a drink. Wouldn't want you to dry up and blow away."

Harlan poured the water too fast, it ran out of his mouth and down his
hairy chest.

Carson walked up, poked his boot into the crack of Floyd's ass.

"You got a real nice look'in ass there, Floyd."

He grabbed Floyd by the hair and yanked his head back.

"Man stays out here too long. He gets some urges. Ya know what I mean?"

Floyd knew exactly what he meant. It was not too long ago Floyd captured a
young man in New Mexico wanted for cattle rustling.

They spent several days on the trail together alone. Deep down inside,
something happened that attracted Floyd to him. He raped the young man
several times. He liked the feel of the boys cock in his hand. Floyd even
jacked off on his face and made the boy lick it up. Just the thought of
that young cowboy made Floyd's cock hard.

"Look there, Harlan." Carson pointed at Floyd's cock.

"He's get'in nice and hard for us."

Harlan grabbed Floyd by the hair and yanked his head back.

"Is that right, Floyd? You like a good hard cock up your ass?"

Floyd shook his head back and forth. Carson reached down and slapped
Floyd's balls with his hand. Floyd responded with a loud yelp. Carson
slapped them again a little harder and Floyd's body jerked as he yelled out
again.

"PLEASE! Please, no more! Please I'll do what ever you want. Don't hurt my
balls!"

Carson and Harlan laughed out loud. Harlan slapped Floyd hard across the
face.

"Keep your mouth shut!" He slapped him again. "You talk only when I ask you
too. Understood?" He slapped him again.

Floyd nodded his head yes.

Harlan picked up the handkerchief gag and tied back in Floyd's mouth. He
looked down at Floyd's hairy chest which was heaving in and out. His eyes
fixed on the two large nipples.

He grabbed each nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched as hard
as he could. Floyd jerked and his body twisted as he yelped through the
gag.

"You got some nice big tits there," Harlan said.

"You like to have to have your tits pinched?"

Floyd quickly shook his head no.

"Well, I like to pinch'em."

Carson reached over and pinched one very hard. "Yeah! I see what you mean."

Harlan motioned to Carson. "Let's untie him and take'em inside."

They bound Floyd's arms behind his back and shoved him inside the shack.

There was a small wood stove, small wooden table and two cots by the walls.
Carson whacked Floyd across the ass with his hand.

"Spread you legs!"

Floyd reluctantly parted his legs, allowing Carson to slap his balls again.

Carson laughed as Floyd immediately yelped and doubled over.

"You like me to do that?"

Floyd shook his head no and groaned.

"Maybe I'll have some fun with that big hard cock of yours. Spread your
legs!"

Floyd slowly parted his legs again. Carson picked up a wooden spoon from
the table and whacked the head of Floyd's hard cock. Harlan had poured
himself some coffee and was enjoying the show.

Floyd was still bent over and moaning.

"Stand up! Put your cock out here!" Carson shouted.

Again he whacked Floyd's cock with the spoon.

"You better stand up straight!" Carson shouted. "I'll use this spoon on
your balls!"

He had fun with Floyd's cock, Carson made him lay down on the floor.

Carson dropped his pants and stroked his stiff dripping cock. He smeared
some bacon fat all over it and got between Floyd's legs. He grabbed Floyd's
ass cheeks and pulled them apart to reveal the big hairy sphincter. Floyd's
body twisted and shook as Carson forced his stiff cock deep inside. Floyd
yelped and groaned while Carson drove in and out.

"Yeah! This is feel'in good! You gonna have to get some of this, Harlan."

Harlan sat at the table with his coffee staring down on Floyd. His naked
body sprawled out on the floor. His hairy ass dribbling Carson's milky
seed.

"Let's make'em suck you cock, Harlan."

Harlan shook his head. "I ain't gonna stick my cock in his mouth. I know
what he'll do."

Carson pulled out his hunting knife, showing the clean sharp blade to
Floyd.

"He'll suck your cock real good. Unless he wants his balls cut off!"

Carson pulled Floyd to his knees. Reaching between his legs, he grabbed the
two large balls and pulled them tight.

"I'll slice these off if you bite Harlan's cock. You savvy?"

Floyd quickly nodded his head yes. Carson pulled the gag off his mouth.

"Crawl over there and suck his cock!"

Harlan pulled his pants down, exposing his stiff cock which was pointed
right at Floyd's open mouth. It was a wonderful sensation, Floyd's hot
mouth wrapped around Harlan's swollen cock. Floyd's beard was rough and it
tickled Harlan's balls as his mouth slid up and down the shaft. It also
brought back memories for Floyd and the young cowboy he had captured in New
Mexico. He had played with the young cowboy's cock when he was tied up.
Floyd made him hard, then he sucked the boys cock. The only two people that
knew that were Floyd and the young cowboy.

Harlan grabbed Floyd by the hair, forcing his cock deep into his throat as
his seed spewed out into Floyd's mouth. Harlan was surprised at how well
Floyd did and he wondered if maybe he had done this many times before.
Harlan pulled Floyd's head back and he stared into his brown eyes. Floyd's
beard was covered with the milky seed from his cock.

"You did real good, Floyd. I might not shoot you after all. I'll keep you
around just to suck cock."

Harlan looked down at Floyd's stiff cock. The red helmet head was
completely out of the foreskin and the slit dripping wet.

"You got a big cock for an old man," Harlan said.

Carson walked over and slapped Floyd's cock and watched it snap back.

"I'll bet his balls are full of man milk." He playfully slapped Floyd's
cock over and over again.

"Let's see how much you got."

Carson grabbed Floyd's thick cock with his fist and began to roughly yank
it up and down. He grabbed Floyd by the hair with his other hand and pulled
his head back.

"When I say I want your man milk. I don't mean tomorrow. I mean NOW! You
keep me wait'in and you won't like what I'll do to you!"

Floyd concentrated all his body and soul to his genitals, praying to
himself for a very very quick orgasm.

>From the center of the room where he stood, his first squirt almost hit
the walls of the shack. All his muscles tensed, he groaned loudly and shot
second stream, then another and another. Carson yanked Floyd's cock hard
with each and every squirt. Carson was more fascinated with the big helmet
head, sliding in and out of the skin as he stroked it up and down. Floyd
was not so pleased with the attention Carson was giving his glans. It made
him jerk and buck and shake with every stroke over the tender head. Carson
never gave up, he stayed with it until the big uncut cock began to shrink
away.

Floyd's bed was on the floor with a few blankets. Harlan had bound his
hands and feet together so escape would be impossible. He could hear the
crickets and the occasional coyote outside in the Arizona night. Half
asleep, he was thinking about the events of the day. What the outlaws had
put him through and his cock was swelling up again.

Daylight came, Harlan and Carson made plans for the next train
robbery. Carson would go into town, buy a round trip railway ticket.

The job fell to Carson because would not be easily recognized as
Harlan. During his ride, he would check out the train and the security and
the best places to escape from the train safely. It would take him about
four days to complete the trip. Carson saddled up his horse and rode off
into the distant leaving Harlan alone with Floyd. Harlan led Floyd up to
the abandon mine shaft opening and tied his hands over his head to one of
the old wooden beams.

Floyd knew he was in a most perilous position. He didn't know what to
expect from Harlan. Harlan spent a few minutes just walking around Floyd,
admiring his muscular hairy body. Stroking his ass cheeks, running his
fingers across his chest and nipples. Rubbing Floyd's cock and balls.

"I need you to answer some questions," Harlan said quietly.

"How many times you sucked a mans cock?"

"Never," Floyd quickly answered.

Harlan punched him in the gut with his fist. "You sucked mine last
night. Again. How many cocks have you sucked?"

"One! Yours. I'm telling you the truth," Floyd said catching his breath.

Harlan gut punched him again and then again.

"I can do this all day. How many besides mine?"

Floyd was breathing heavy, catching his wind. "Please. I'm telling..."

Harlan slapped Floyd's balls with his open hand.

"Next time I'm gonna punch your balls!"

Floyd quickly gave in. "There was four times."

Harlan smiled. "I knew I wasn't the first cock you ever sucked."

Harlan grabbed him by the nipples and pinched as hard as he could. "Who was
the first?"

"My cousin. Back home on the farm. We use to suck each other in the hay
loft."

Harlan smiled again. "You like sucking cock a lot more than you'll
admit. Am I right?"

Floyd softly replied. "Yes."

"How many times you been fucked in the ass?"

"Just once," Floyd replied. "Last night by Carson. That's the truth I
swear!"

Harlan laughed. "I was watching. I believe you. But you did take it
well. So well in fact I'm gonna fuck you right here."

Harlan slid his hand up the crack of Floyd's ass until his fingers found
his tight hole. "Spread you legs. Keep'em open"

True to his word, Harlan removed his pants, lubed his hard cock and raped
Floyd as he hung there naked from the rafter. Harlan noticed Floyd didn't
put up much of a fight this time. He also noticed Floyd's big cock was
standing rock hard.

Harlan reached around and played with Floyd's nipples, pinching and
squeezing them. Harlan leaned forward and whispered in Floyd's ear.

"You know what I'm gonna do?"

Floyd shook his head. "No."

"Give your hairy ass a whip'in like it never had."

Harlan pulled his cock out, put his pants on and went to get a belt.

The mine was filled with echoes of the leather belt smacking against
Floyd's back and ass. Also the cries Floyd made as the belt bit into his
virgin shin.

"I'm using you own belt," Harlan said as he smacked Floyd again. Harlan
finally stopped when he saw tears coming from Floyd's eyes, he tossed the
belt on the ground.

"You hang there and cry. I'll be back later."

With tears in his eyes, Floyd hung there naked, trying to force unnatural
thoughts from his head. Getting fucked by Harlan actually felt good, but he
didn't want to admit it to himself. The outlaw Harlan Tucker was taking
away his manhood and there was nothing he could do. Harlan was the first
man to ever bring him to his knees. Half of him wanted to crawl away and
hide in a hole. The other half wanted to surrender to Harlan.

Harlan finally came back to the mine shaft. His hand slid down Floyd's
hairy back and over his red ass cheeks. Floyd got goose bumps from his
touch as Harlan's hand went up Floyd's thighs and grabbed his cock and
balls.

"You wanna suck my cock. Don't you Floyd?"

Yes was the first thing that came to Floyd's mind so he blurted it out.

Harlan laughed. "I know you do."

"You're gonna suck and lick it as many times as I tell you. Is that right?"

Floyd quickly replied. "Yes."

Harlan unraveled a piece of twine which he looped around Floyd's cock and
balls. Looped it again around Floyd's heavy balls and back around the base
of his thick cock. Floyd flinched as Harlan pulled it tight around his
genitals. The other end of the twine he tied to an old broken timber lying
on the ground. Harlan reached up and untied Floyd's hands.

"Now you can follow me around and I don't have to worry about you running
away."

Harlan grabbed Floyd's big arms and tied them behind his back with the
belt.

"Get on back back down to the shack!" Harlan said, smacking Floyd on the
ass.

Floyd slowly began walking out of the mine, dragging the timber by his
genitals.

Harlan smiled, watching as Floyd cautiously made his was down the hill to
the shack with the timber in tow.

Floyd could feel his balls begin to ache from the constant stretching as he
pulled the timber down the hill. He got to the shack but was unable to go
up the stairs because the timber had hooked on the bottom stair. Harlan
picked up the timber and tossed it over the hitching post. Floyd yelped as
the timber came to a swinging stop over the post. Harlan laughed at the
sight. Floyd standing on his tip toes with his big hairy ass cheeks
clenched tight together and his legs spread.

"Please, Harlan. You're not gonna leave me like this. Are you?"

"I just might," Harlan replied, rubbing his hand across Floyd's protruding
nipples.

"You look kinda good there, Big hard cock stretched all out like that."

He was right, Floyd's cock was swollen hard. The twine was wrapped tight
around his cock, keeping the blood in. Harlin gently tugged at Floyd's
nipples, giving them a little pinch.

"Please, Harlin. Please." Floyd had never begged before. "Cut the timber
off. Please. I'll suck your cock as many times as you want. Please cut it
off."

Harlan pulled his shinning knife out and slowly cut the twine that held the
timber. Floyd gave out a scream as the timber was released from his cock
and balls.

"Please. Harlan. Untie the twine. It's too tight."

Harlan was going to have a little fun torturing Floyd first. He pinched and
twisted his nipples as hard as he could.

Floyd's hips bucked, making his hard cock slap against his belly as it
rebounded. Harlan did it several more times, watching the hard cock snap
back and forth. Floyd's cock was turning purple.

"Please, Harlan. Untie the twine. Please."

Harlan slapped him on the ass. "Get down on your knees and ask!"

Floyd rapidly dropped to his knees. "Please, Harlan. Untie the twine!"

Harlan smiled down at Floyd. "Make your cock dance some more."

Floyd moved his hips back and forth, causing his cock to bounce up and
down.

"You do that for one minute and I'll take the twine off."

The Arizona sun was hot, beating down on Floyd. His body was glistening
with sweat as he rocked his hips, snapping his cock up and down for
Harlan's entertainment. Finally Harlan pulled him to his feet and cut the
twine off.

Inside the shack, Harlan dropped his pants. He sat down in the chair and
spread his legs.

"I got lots of sweat on my cock and balls. Get your mouth over here and
lick it dry."

Floyd leaned into Harlan's crotch, his eyes fixed on Harlan's wonderful
hard sweaty cock. He licked up and down the hard shaft, his nose filled
with the masculine smell of Harlan's sweat. He licked the head waiting for
Harlan to shove the whole cock in his mouth.

Floyd realized he could no longer deny his feelings. Between Harlan's legs
was where he belonged. His huge manly frame waiting to do whatever Harlan
wanted. His own cock twitching and aching, then squirting as Harlan's cock
filled his mouth with milky seed. Floyd was now ready to be his slave...

End