Date: Tue, 9 May 2023 14:27:38 +0000 From: Sam Tudor Subject: gay/college/cupcake ranch/ Part 15 I was never good at math, so there is no Chapter 12, there is a 13, oh well, if I could re-edit on this site I would, but I do not know how. If you do, email me at samnhsamnh@outlook.com and teach me! Meanwhile a donation to this site would do good for your fellow gay man. Chapter 12: Cupcake Ranch, a while later. The days continued in much the same fashion, as the summer went on. I had sex with Colin, and with Wen, my roommate, and some of the other guys, some of it good, some of it so-so. Since I was strong, and had lots of stamina, and could ride a horse well, I spent most of my working time outdoors, and most of that riding the range, doing all sorts of things, fixing fence, herding cattle, bringing in hay, branding (no branding irons, just ear tags indicating they belonged to the ranch, and who their parents were, and the month and year of their birth) and gelding the male calves. Despite the tales, we did not save the testicles for the cook to serve as prairie oysters. On my first day off, from 4 PM on a Wednesday to 6 am on the Friday, my co-worker, Jeremiah, booked a cheap motel for us in Cheyenne for Wednesday night. He had been there before and knew the place, there was a diner across the street with decent food, and a bar in walking distance, the Silver Dollar, that was not too careful about checking ID's, or, as it turned out, because they wanted guys like me from the ranch as bait for locals who were into young cowboys, male and female. It was a 2-hour drive, and the first time I had been farther than Lexington (not its real name) in two weeks. The motel did have a pool, not very big, and it was clean, and cheap. We went to the diner, and had a good steak, baked potato, salad and then to the Silver Dollar. It was a cowboy bar, populated by real cowboys (for the summer anyway) like us, and wanna-be cowboys, dressed to the hilt, line dancing, beer, cowgirls, the whole shebang. A 4-piece western band was playing. Jeremiah, who was 23, went up to the bar and got us two beers, and we found a table near the back wall. Now, Jeremiah was 6' 4", dark hair, but very light complexion, he did not tan, and was always putting sun block on, wide brimmed cowboy hat, and long sleeves. We had not had sex, but I had seen his big package in the showers and was OK with whatever might happen. As noted, before, I was a total top for fucking at that point in my life, and so was Jeremiah. (This was before I let Wen fuck me.) I was OK with 69, and kissing and nip play, but my asshole was off limits to anything bigger than a finger or two. Jeremiah struck up a conversation with a couple of guys at the next table, and introduced me to them. Phil and Juan were a couple, they lived in Cheyenne, neither was a cowboy, although both were dressed like one, Juan had a really nice shirt with mother-of-pearl buttons, for example, he was a store manager, Phil was a cop, both were gay, but not obviously so. They were in their 30's, and reasonably good looking, we pushed the tables together, and got acquainted. Jeremiah got us another beer, Phil asked if Jeremiah and I were a couple, I told them our status, co-workers, both tops, but had never had sex with each other. On Jeremiah's return, Phil who was the most outgoing of the two, asked if we were interested in playing. Jeremiah said, "I need to talk to Jason here about it." I said, "It would be OK with me, as long as you guys realize neither of us bottoms, and as for me, no scat, no piss, no pain." "Same here," said Jeremiah. "If you want we can go to our motel, it is just down the street." And we did. The room had two queen size beds. Phil, being the leader of the two, said, "Let's strip and see what happens." We stripped and looked each other over, we were all hard, and all different. Phil was Thai, and had a thin, very hard, purple cock, uncut, with a long overhanging foreskin. Juan was Mexican, very brown, and a very big cock, both long and thick. "Believe it or not, I'm the top, and Juan is the bottom, most of the time, but I bottom, too, and Juan tops for the right hole. How about Jeremiah and I pair off to start, and you two do the same, and then we switch up, and then, we see where this all goes." Now this was the original "no tell motel", not so bad as to have posted hourly rates, and not so classy as at a Vegas casino, but our room, requested by Jeremiah, had mirrors on two walls, but none on the ceiling. Juan and I took the bed nearest the door, Phil and Jeremiah the other one, and we proceeded. Mostly I paid attention to Juan, and his great big brown cock, but occasionally looked over to what Phil and Jeremiah were up to. And occasionally looked in the mirror to see what we were doing. We 69'ed, no way was that cock getting past the back of my throat, I realized I still had a lot to learn. I held the part of his cock that would not fit in my mouth so he would have feeling all along it, there were some disadvantages to having a really big cock. On the other hand, he had no problem deep throating mine. "Time to switch," said Phil, Jeremiah and I switched beds and I played with Phil. No problem taking his dark purple cock all the way up to the pubes in my mouth. I played with his long foreskin, it could stretch at least an inch beyond his purple cockhead, and it could be pulled all the way back. "Tongue it," he said, "it turns me on no end." I did, and it did, his cock grew even harder, and truth to tell, so did mine. I could get my tongue inside the foreskin and onto his cockhead, and swirl it around. So hot. "Time to fuck," said Phil. Phi and Juan got up on one bed, side by side, I took Juan, Jeremiah took Phil. This was really the first time I had seen Jeremiah's cock fully hard -- I had seen it soft and with a semi in the showers at the ranch more than once. We fucked for a while, then switched, fucked some more, and switched again. Jeremiah and I kissed and played with each other's pecs, off and on, and Juan and Phil were doing the same, and playing with each other's cocks as well. "I'm getting sore," said Juan, "I need to cum, fuck me hard and don't stop." So, I did. He came, his big brown uncut cock spraying cum all over the towel we put under the bottom boys, squeezing my cock with his ass, and I came, too. Us cumming sent the other guys over the edge and they came only about a minute later. We showered, two at a time, Juan with me, we got semi's doing it, but it was time to quit. We got each other's contact information, in case we might meet up again, and said goodbye. Jeremiah and I were beat, a full day's work, a drive, a dinner, and a long sex session, and a whole day off still ahead of us. We slept.