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own when Reggie sprayed him with his juicy jizz. He loved the feeling of that dick stretching his tight hole, and the sight of Reggie’s big bone spewing milky cum all over him. The bonuses he received after these bouts of love-drilling were large, and Bobby felt as if he was adequately satisfying his handsome boss.
    A few months passed before there was an alteration in their schedules. An added duty was imposed on the cowboy. He found himself entertaining young wealthy friends of Reggie’s on weekends. Bobby would be asked to take the young men for rides. At first he just assumed it meant with the horses. After he had taken a redheaded Houston acquaintance out on a sunny afternoon, they had returned to find Reggie waiting in the barn for them.
    “Lance here is offering a real nice tip if you show him your other area of expertise.” The blond businessman smirked.
    Before the innocent cowboy realized what was happening, Reggie had him stripped and crouched on his hands and knees in the straw.
    “What a bubble-butt! How’s the cowboy’s asshole? Nice and tight?” Lance asked, his own clothing discarded alongside Reggie’s.
    They took turns banging the sprawled cowboy, one hard dick after the other, complimenting Bobby on his tight sphincter and his beautiful big cowboy butt.
    That was the beginning of a constant supply of young friends Reggie brought out to the ranch. Bobby always received a generous tip after the hard fuckings, which he didn’t mind at all. The truth was, he was in a constant state of expectation, never knowing when the next hard dick was going to ream his increasingly hungry butthole. Bobby understood what was happening to him, and he didn’t mind that at all either. He was becoming Reggie’s personal whore, and the boss was his pimp. The thought of it was nastily exciting. He trusted Reggie, and gave little more thought to it.
    Bobby’s butthole was growing accustomed to all the dicks plowing it after a long hot summer getting fucked, yet it remained a tight slot for Reggie and his pals. Bobby had also learned to be more than obliging, waving his can in front of the men with unbridled enthusiasm, shooting his load even if they didn’t bother with his dick.
    Reggie began to bring Bobby up to the main house and asked him to spend afternoons sunbathing and swimming in the spacious pool. He claimed he wanted Bobby to be tan, and he wanted him available in case they had company.
    Bobby was out on the pool deck on a pleasantly warm September afternoon when he experienced his first gang-bang. He was half asleep, having worked hard all morning with the horses. Lounging by the pool, he was wearing only a small g-string that Reggie had laughingly insisted he wear when swimming. The strains of country music twanged from nearby speakers. A sudden commotion disturbed the cowboy, who glanced up groggily from his face-down position on a lounge chair.
    Loud whistles greeted him as a half dozen young men in suits spilled out onto the pool deck. “You were right, Reggie, your young cowboy has the sweetest-looking butt in the south of Texas,” a tall dark-haired stranger commented, moving toward the awakening Bobby.
    “But can he take dick up the ass?” Another sturdy-looking Houston businessman chortled, he too moving in on Bobby.
    “What’s going on, boss?” Bobby barely had time to sputter as the men descended on him. Reggie was right there with them, and he was smiling down at Bobby, his soft expression putting the young man at ease.
    “Open wide, Bobby. No sense talking when you can be earning your pay.” He chuckled. He was already fishing out his fat dong, and before Bobby could utter another word he was feeding it between Bobby’s lips.
    Hands were all over the sprawled cowboy, hands on his back, his arms, his waist and thighs. His legs were pulled apart, and hands slid over his browned butt cheeks. More whistles accompanied the groping hands, and lewd jokes.
    “What a pair of butt mounds.