Chapter 6

Brooks thunders, “You’re making me pre-cum, Randy.”

I watch a line of pre-ejaculate wash against the cowboy’s lower torso. He’s so turned on by my bucking and riding that he can’t keep part of his load in. The white bubbles of semen decorates his fine, golden hair on his tight abs and smooth naval. His pulsating dick bounces to my movements, ready to burst with very little touch, graze, lick, or…

My dick grows even harder and I grind, glide, bolt, race, and plow his asshole. My movements are careful and galvanized, rhythmical and pounding-hard.

Brooks can’t help himself and whines up to me with wide eyes and stretched neck cords, “I’m broken, dude. Completely tamed.” He latches one of his hands on his cock and begins to rotate palm and fingers over the uncut head.