BOOGER RED & COWBOY VI~

CHAPTER VI~

We left Gurneyville on a cold but beautiful day to travel to Reno for a bit of a vacation. We stopped in a RV Camper stop on the Yuba River outside of Yuba City. There were a number of other Bikers there that seemed to be friendly and we were invited to join them. I felt a bit uncomfortable with some of the looks I got from several of the Men but I was with three large Men, one almost a Giant. If they were comfortable then I felt I should be as well.

All went well until we decided to set up our tents and sleep for the night. One of the bigger Bikers of the outlaw group was not a bad looking Man. He was one of the ones that was giving me looks that were not simply curious. They were getting pretty drunk and the big one decided he wanted me for the evening.

Big Beryl, Bull and Charlie were having none of it. Big Beryl told the Man that I was his slave and the Man would have to go through him to get to me. There were at least ten of them against the four of us. I was not afraid of hand to hand combat. I had been well trained for it. Bull and Charlie didn’t hesitate to stand behind Big Beryl and state the same.

I stood in front of Master Beryl and took my shirt off so they could see my shoulder and ripped my belt open and dropped my leather pants so they could see my leg wound.

“Get a good look Guys! I just came back from Nam and was wounded in hand to hand combat.” I said pulling my pants back up and buckling my belt. “I lost three Men, my Buddies, that I loved more than life itself that were fighting by my side. I single handedly took out twelve VC before reinforcements came to our aid but not soon enough to save the Men I loved.”

“I won’t have you or anyone else hurting these Men that I love. It simply will not happen! I have lived though enough loss and I’ll be Goddamned if I’ll let trash like you hurt them.” I noticed that five other Bikes had joined the group.

They had just walked up to see what the brouhaha was all about as I began talking. They were standing in the background and I couldn’t see their faces. I pointed to the big one in their group.

“If he wants me he can have me with my Master’s permission! But no other! I won’t be gang banged by you ass holes. If that’s your idea then I’ll take out as many as I can before you get your pleasure. These Men will back me up!”

The big Man moved slowly through the crowd and stood in front of me.
“You’ve got guts Kid! With or without your fucking Master’s permission you’re mine tonight!”

All of a sudden there was a Man came from the group in the background, decked the big Man and held a knife to his throat. It was Big Red!
“That Kids been through enough you ass hole. If he sleeps with anyone tonight it will be Booger Red. Got that, you son of a bitch!” Red barely cut the Man and drew blood.

“O.K., Red! O.K.! I didn’t know he was a friend of yours! Is this the Kid you been looking for?”
“He is indeed!” Red gave the big Man his hand and helped him up.

“Come here, Cowboy!” I went to Red and smiled at him as he held out his arms to me. I hugged and kissed him and melted in the big Man’s arms. He petted me and comforted me.

“There, there! Sorry I wasn’t here when you guys got here or this never would have happened. You’re alright now! They won’t try anything!”

“It’s good to see you again Red!” Big Beryl, Bull and Charlie came and hugged Booger. I didn’t know it at the time but Booger was a Family Member. He was my brother.

“It is good to see you again Red!” I told him. “I knew we’d find each other on the road somewhere. Thanks for saving my ass! I wasn’t gonna’ let them hurt my loved ones. They could have done what they wanted to me within reason but not my friends.”

“I saw and heard the whole thing Cowboy and I was proud of you. You handled it well. I wasn’t gonna’ let anything happen to a Kid I love as much as you! Neither were my Buddies. His Buddies walked up and among them were Master Sam, Big Jim, Master Zack and a beautiful Man they introduced to me as Master Earl.

Damn, he was a good looking Man with the deepest violet eyes. Almost purple! Master Sam, Big Jim, and Zack all hugged and kissed me they were so glad to see us.

I slowly went to the handsome Master named Earl and in front of the entire camp fell to my knees and kissed his boots. I found his hand waiting for me. I kissed the back and placed it to my forehead and heard his deep baritone voice.

“Rise Cowboy and show this Master your love!” I was in that beautiful Man’s arms in an instant. I hugged and kissed him until the entire camp was starting to piss their pants. He knew what I was doing and why and was gracious enough to go along with it!

“Thank you Master Earl!” I said to him quietly in his ear.
“You’re more than welcome, Son! Booger, Zack, Sam and Big Jim were right about you! You are a stunningly handsome young Man. I’m glad to finally meet you.”

I returned to Red’s arms. “I saved some for you Red!” I kissed him until I though his ears would pop.

“Damn! Fine as ever, Son! I’m so glad to find you! With Master Beryl’s permission would you consider sharing my tent this evening.”
I looked at big Beryl who smiled and nodded to me his approval.
“My Clan Master approves, Sir, and I would be honored to share your tent!”
The four others in our group and some of the outlaw Bikers all went “Awwhhhh.....”

We stayed up a while longer and had a drink of Southern Comfort that Red had purchased in Yuba City. I lay in his big arms with my head on his chest. I felt like we picked up where we had left off. I was comfortable with the big ugly Man. He made me feel safe and wanted.

We retired to his tent and all the Clan Members were in the same area. I didn’t worry with all of us there. I was going to try to pleasure Red but he wouldn’t let me. He did make a little love to me and let me undress him.

However, he insisted he was dirty and since I didn’t have a chance to clean myself that we would wait. He didn’t smell dirty to me. He smelled of Man and leather.

I begged him. “Please Red, let me suck you off at least. I need to do that for you, Sir! Please!”
“I’ve been on that Bike for three days without a shower, Cowboy! I warn you, I probably smell bad. You don’t have to take me now. We’ll have lots of time later.”

“Is that an order, Red?” He looked at me with love in his eyes and saw my need. A smile crossed his ugly face.”No Son! It’s not an order!”

I was making love to his big dick in a moment. I cleaned out his foreskin that was pretty full and loved every minute of it. He was strong but I was loving every minute of the Big Mans flavor. I make the prerequisite love to his shaft and heard him give me permission to take him.

I took that old Man like there was no tomorrow. Somehow my throat opened to accommodate him like I had no other cock before. I was really getting into fucking him with my throat when I felt his big hand on my shoulder gently squeeze me.

A signal we had developed before I went to Nam that if he was about to come I could pull back and catch him in my mouth. I responded to his gentle signal as he shot a huge mouth filling load. I swallowed and received another volley and didn’t stop until I had gotten the third and final volley from his big prick.

He lay there exhausted and I had the warm feeling of Booger Red’s come in my belly. It was a good feeling and had a wonderful full aftertaste. I knew I would sleep well in his big arms. I warned him of my nightmares and sat bolt upright once. I didn’t yell or scream but he held me tight and called my name to establish my reality.

When I realized where I was I started crying in his arms as he comforted me.
“There, there, Cowboy! Old Booger ain’t a’ gonna’ let nothing bad happen to you ever again. You got my word, Son! What in Holy Hell did they put your through over there?” I didn’t answer him. I just kissed him on the cheek and tried to go back to sleep. I drifted into a deep sleep and Buck came to me. I saw my love and my heart leaped for joy!

He took me into his big Cowboy arms and held me as I cried and cried.
“God! I miss you so, Buck! I haven’t been able to let you go!”
“I know, Cowboy! That’s why I had to come to you. You aren’t gonna’ let me go until you give yourself to this Man, Booger Red! He needs you right now but he is gonna’ piss you off so you don’t want to be his slave. You’ll fight him every step of the way until you find out what you have to give him. Then you’ll give yourself to him in your own way!” He laughed wickedly like he knew something he was not going to tell me that was funnier than shit!

“What am I to do then, Buck! Tell me!”
“I can’t tell you what to do! Follow your heart! Don’t worry about my Dad. I’m with him right now and he’s having enough to keep him busy hiding Mrs. Russell’s boy from the draft. He may be buying Tim a Bike and sending him to Master Jeb. He’s gay and will make some Master a fine slave. But he must be hidden at all cost until this is over!”

“I’ll do my best by Old Booger but should we try to help Tim?”
“If you guys want to go that way I’ll make sure he hooks up with you. Don’t try to go by to see Dad while you’re with Booger! It would destroy him, Cowboy! You don’t know how much my Old Man loves you! And....you have no idea how much I love you for loving him! But, right now you have to be with Booger Red! Trust me!”

“You know I do, Buck! But I also miss your Dad a lot!”
“Don’t stop missing him, Cowboy! That’s important! Keep missing him but stay with Red right now!” Buck started fading.
“I have to go now, Cowboy! Kiss me once more before I go! Oh, by the way, Cowboy, I’ve heard every word you said to me by my grave and I would never tire of listening to the one I love! I knew you’d get the message with the pictures on the head stone! I love you, Cowboy!” I kissed him, I could taste him, I could smell his body.

“Don’t go Buck! Stay a while longer!” I was crying holding him as he began to fade in my arms. “No! Don’t go Buck! Please stay......”
“There, there! It’s alright, Son!” Red spoke to me as he held me tight.
He had heard me speak to Buck and ask him not to go! I was crying again in Red’s arms and apologizing.

“No need for apologies. Just, tell me later about Buck. Is he the Son of the Man that competed against you and your Uncle in Ft. Worth for the National Finals?” “Yes Red! He was!”
“And you teamed up with his Dad for Prescott Fourth of July Rodeo this year, right?”
“Yes Red!” I didn’t say anymore as he just held me.

The next morning we were up early. Most of the others had been drinking pretty hard and were sleeping in. We made coffee and broke camp to travel on to Reno. We decided to have Breakfast on the way. I was surprised that the big Man the others called Cal was up before we left came and introduced himself to me.

“I apologize for last night, Cowboy! Drink is no excuse but your good looks are! I couldn’t take my fucking eyes off you and my dick wanted you in the worst way. Still does! I had no idea that you were the young Man that Booger was looking for. If you had gone with me I would have made sure that nothing bad would have happened to you. Even with me!”

I shook Cal’s hand and told him not to worry about it. If we had met under different circumstances he would’ve only had to ask. He laughed and patted me on the back. “I’ll keep that in mind , Cowboy.”

“I’m sorry for your loss in Nam! I was over there for six months but didn’t see action. I was sent from Korea and mustered out at the last. Things were just beginning to get bad. I remember it being a Hell hole of a country. It never stopped raining the whole time I was there. I was miserable in that fucking Jungle heat! I still have fungus rot I can’t get rid of!”

When Cal wasn’t drinking and trying to play ‘Bass Ass Biker’ he was a decent, good looking, moderately intelligent Man that could easily worm his way into your ass. He asked if he could ride with Big Red and the Family Clan. Once Old Booger had his say and let a Man know what he would and wouldn’t put up with he didn’t hold any grudges.

“Sure Cal! Come on! We’re gonna’ stop for Breakfast in Yuba City then on to Reno. You’ll spot us at the Truck Stop there in Yuba City. Join us.”
Cal did join us and left his other Biker Buddies behind. He accompanied us on into Reno where Red knew a Motel Owner that he had ridden with for years. We stayed there. He knew if we were with Red that we weren’t the kind of Bikers that would tear the place apart.

It was nice to have a real bed and shower. I really couldn’t have been more happy to see Booger Red. I don’t know to this day what that ugly old Man had over me but he brought out the animal in me. I must have brought out the animal within him too. We had a go of it! I don’t think we got out of bed with each other for three days. Long enough to go with the guys to get something to eat. Sometime they’d take pity on us and bring us sandwiches and Beer.

They all laughed at us and we laughed with them. Poor Cal just couldn’t understand what I saw in Booger Red. He was mystified. He was a fine looking Man and let me know numerous times he would like to take me to his bed. Big Red noticed it too and we laughed together.

“You want him, Cowboy?” Red surprised me by asking.
“Not particularly, Red. What could he give me, you don’t?”
“That’s why you won my heart, Billy! You never looked at anybody else when you were with me. I knew you belonged to your Uncle. You were his slave but when you gave yourself to me it was Ugly Old Booger you were giving yourself to. It tore me up, Son! I want you to belong to me now, Cowboy! I want you for my slave.”

“I can’t Red! I finally came to look for you after I had said my goodbyes to my Buddies. I visited each one’s grave and try as I might, Red, I couldn’t say goodbye. I loved ‘em too much! I went through the terrors of the damned with those three Men. We only had three lousy Goddamned months and we would’ve been home free!! Three lousy month, Red!”

“They gave their lives for me. They threw themselves on top of me to protect ME. I still don’t know why, Red!” I started crying. “I don’t know why, Red! Oh God! I don’t know why!! I’d be better off dead with them!”

“Why the Hell did God let me live without the Man that I was gonna’ spend the rest of my life with, Red? It just isn’t fair. It just isn’t fair!” I was crying pretty bad as Red took me in his arms and held me. I hadn’t broken down with anyone like this since Leon.

“Then Buck was the Man you fell so deeply in love with? Dan Yates’s son? Now you feel you can’t love anyone else? Or maybe give yourself totally to someone else? Is that it?”

“In a nutshell, Red.”
“I’ll take what I can get, Cowboy! An old Man, Ugly as I am don’t get much chance to love someone, Billy! Especially someone as pretty and giving as you, Son! Let me love you! Give me what you can! Ride by my side and be my slave. You know I love you and as stuck as you are I know somewhere inside you love me! You can’t switch love off and on, Billy! Least wise, I can’t! I’m still in love with you from three years ago!”

“Red, you know I think the world of you. But you notice I haven’t called you Master a lot nor shown you the respect that a Master deserves. You deserve more than that and I can’t give it right now. I won’t! I love you and can ride by your side and will as long as you need me but I won’t be your slave.”

“You can call me your Cowboy if that’s good enough for you but I can’t and won’t call you Master! I promise I’ll never look at another Man as long as I’m with you! I’ll give you as much love as you ask for, but please don’t ask the other from me.”

“Isn’t that enough?? Look Red, you’re not dealing with the old Cowboy here! You’re looking at and trying to love an emotional cripple. You knew that when I was in your arms the other night! It frightened you and you ain’t afraid of nothing!”

“Yeah, Kid, it did! I saw the sweet Baby I had loved several years ago in shambles. I wanted to beat up the world I was so angry for what you had to go through. But, remember.......just, remember who it was that tried to get you to run away with him! Would you have run away with me if you knew what you would suffer?”

I looked at him with the tears streaming hopelessly down my face and slowly shook my head, “No! And miss loving Buck? Never? I’d go again tomorrow knowing I only had that amount of time with him, Red!”

He sat there for a minute and shook his head like a defeated Man.
“Red, isn’t what I’m offering you enough? To go with you, be with you, love you, honor and obey you? I just can’t call you my Master and I won’t be called your slave. Call me your Cowboy. Whatever!”

“I’ll be honest as you’ve been with me, Billy! I can be a selfish Old Man. I guess I have just dreamed too long of having it all with you but if I can’t I’ll settle for what I can get. I love you too much to let you get away again. Come ride by my side, be my Cowboy and the rest will take care of itself.
Let me ask you something, though.......if I ordered you to bed some Man like Cal would you obey me?”

“If it truly was your wish Red, I would! I will obey you as long as you don’t require the other of me.”
“That’s fair enough for now!” I didn’t like the ‘for now’ ‘cause it left things open for further negotiations. I knew myself well enough to know that I was pretty easy going about most things but once I make up my mind about something it would take a Major Act of God to change it!

We finally got out of the room and went gambling with the rest of the guys. I took a hundred dollars to gamble and knew I wouldn’t spend another dime if I lost all of it the first thirty minutes. I was on. I started winning and couldn’t lose. I ran one hundred dollars into several thousand playing Roulette. I had a natural affinity for picking straight up winning numbers. Thirty to one. I think I had a little spirit help.

Red and I were playing by ourselves at a table when an Arab looking Man with long robes and a traditional Arab head dress sat across from us and smiled. He was a drop dead handsome Arab Man. With the dark olive skin and pale blue eyes. A striking contrast. He also had finer but very masculine features that the average Arab Man. The ‘pit boss’ clapped his hands and a large stack of chips were placed in front of him.

He started playing large stacks of chips all over the place. I would place maybe five on one number. Red would usually cover at least one of my bets but it was O.K., he was with me. We were winning heavily. The Arab was losing heavily. Red and I were laughing and joking and the poor Arab had a couple more stacks of chips brought to him and signed a receipt for them. He lost them all and we just kept winning. We played to ourselves and didn’t call attention to his losing.

At a Roulette table it is considered courtesy if you don’t cover someone else’s bet without first asking if you may. The Sheik asked in perfect English if he might cover my bets. I deferred to Red and he told him it would be fine. He began covering each bet I made and not with just a few chips but a stack full at a time.

He started winning along with us. He was winning heavily. He didn’t stop nor speak until he had four or five huge piles of chips. He seemed satisfied and asked the Pit Boss to cash him in. He shook Red’s hand and mine thanking us for allowing him to cover my bets. He asked where we were staying and Red told him. He turned and left. The Pit Boss came to us.

“His Highness Prince Abdul Allah-ben Faisel wished me to give you each these three chips. We thanked him and continued our gambling. We were tired and wanted to join our friends for dinner. We took our chips to the Cashier to cash in. I went first and had won several thousand dollars. I handed her the three white chips that had been a gift from the Sheik.

“These chips were given to me by an Arab Gentleman, Ma’am. I have no idea how much they’re worth. Could you cash those in for me too?” She chuckled to herself and smiled sweetly.

“How would you like that, Sir? Cash or check?”
“Cash will be fine, Ma’am!”
“I’ll have to get more money from my Boss! Each chip is worth Ten Thousand Dollars!”

“What!” Asked Red looking at me in amazement. “SON OF A BITCH!!”
He yelled! “Sorry Ma’am!!”
“No problem!” She giggled. “The Sultan can be a generous Man!”
“I’ll say!” I said.

“Well, Ma’am, you’d better get more ‘cause I have three of ‘em too!”
“How ‘bout two Cashier’s Checks for Thirty Thousand each?”
“Make mine for Twenty Five and Five Thousand Cash!” I told her.
“Mine too!” Requested Booger.

“That will be fine.” She replied smiling. It took her no time at all and the Checks were ready. I had the Cashier Lady make mine to Billy Gunn or Dan Yates.

As She counted out the cash she kept giggling and losing her place.
“I’m sorry Gentlemen! I apologize but this has happened to me a couple of times when the Prince was gambling here and he has been generous to someone. We usually have to call the paramedics to revive them. You two seem to be taking it well.”

We couldn’t wait to get to our friends who were gambling in another part of the House. First Big Red grabbed me and hugged me.
“It’s a sign, Cowboy! You’re my good luck! Look at this! Sixty thousand dollars. We’re the richest Biker Bums in history!”

We went up to Big Beryl and Big Jim who were playing Black Jack at a table.
“You guys win anything?” Big Beryl asked casually. Red winked at me.
“Weeell, let’s just say that Dinner is on Cowboy and me this evening for all of us! Drinks, Biggest Damn Steak you can eat, with all the trimmings!”
I had won close to eight thousand on my own and Red had covered every bet. He had won almost the same. We each had Thirteen Thou cash in our pockets.

“Really? How much?” Asked Big Jim as the others gathered.
“Seventy five thou!” Said Booger.
“What?! No!!” Said Bull. We both whipped out a Cashier’s Check and wads of cash. “SON OF A BITCH!!” Said Cal and Charlie. Master Earl and Zack just stood there with their mouths open.

We took them all to Dinner and drinks. We got wasted but we had a great time. We told them the story of the Sheik, him covering my bets and the three chips for each of us worth Ten Thou apiece. They were amazed.

So were we!Booger and I rode back to the Motel with our group. Everyone had enough to drink, gambled themselves out and were ready for bed. There was a note on our door for Red to check with the Clerk at the front desk.

He looked funny but went to the front. Everyone came in our room for one last drink and to say goodnight. Cal was really getting hot for me! I can’t say I didn’t notice his interest but wasn’t about to do anything without Red’s permission. I even told him so in front of several of our Family.

“I ride with Red, Cal! I obey him! While I find you attractive and am sure I would enjoy an evening in your company you must go through Booger. I have given him my word and I won’t break it! I love him, Cal!” I don’t think Cal was ready to hear those words because it seemed to rock him on his heels.

Booger returned in a few minutes and had a Card in his hand. He smiled as he handed me the Card. I read the Card in disbelief as Big Red explained to the Family and Cal.

“It’s an invitation from His Royal Highness Prince Abdul Allah-ben Faisel for the Cowboy and I to join him at his Penthouse Suite at the Rivieria for Dinner tomorrow evening. RSVP.

“Are we going, Red?” I asked smiling at Cal who noted that I deferred to Booger as to his wishes.
“Would you like to, Cowboy?”
“What ever you choose for us to do will be fine with me, Red?” He finally clicked as to what I was doing as he caught Cal’s expression out of the corner of his eye.

“Very well! Let’s sleep on it and I’ll notify his Royal Highness first thing in the morning.” Red said with authority in his voice. I had to love the old Man for that.

“But you have to go, Red!” Everyone said. “Yeah, Booger! He was really generous to you and Cowboy! You have to go and thank him.”
“We’ll see! I’ll make up my mind tonight and let you know in the morning!” He was commanding in his tone but I knew he wanted to get me alone to feel me out. I smiled and winked at him. He stood a bit taller.

That evening we had wonderful sex. We were on a roll. I gave my all to that ugly Old Man who turned me own with his guttural animal voice. I got a rock hard dick from the moment I pulled him into the shower to bathe him and pamper him.

He was like a raging Bull himself. We didn’t rush. I sucked him off once in the shower. He fucked me savagely twice and I sucked him off once more. It was the most sex I’d had with any one Man in one evening in my life. It felt good. He felt good. I was glad to be with Booger Red again. He made me feel safe.

“Now that we’re away from Cal,” He laughed a little, “May I have your opinion about tomorrow evening.” He asked.
“It’s still the same, Red! If I’m to ride by your side, I will be by your side in all things! I will follow your decision. I will be happy either way you choose.” He slowly took me in his big arms and kissed me gently.

“You’re serious about this then! Riding with me, being my Cowboy!”
“I’ll be your Cowboy, Red! But........”
“Shhhuuu...Don’t say it! I understand,........ Cowboy!”

“Then let’s go! Let’s do it! We can at least show our gratitude for his generosity. But, just think! How much money he won by covering your bets, Cowboy! He made a fortune if everyone of those chips was worth Ten Thousand Dollars. Of course I gave him permission but you were the one that was calling the bets. You called four, thirty to one numbers in a row. How often does that happen?”

“I think I had help, Red!”
“Really? Well, maybe. We don’t need to tell him that! What if we go and he takes a shine to you and want to take you to bed.”

“Then you are my Master and I am your slave! You just explain that to him! I must do as you order me to do. If it pleases you to give me to him for an evening to thank him for his generosity then I must obey. He comes from a part of the World that would understand such things. As I remember, he was not an unattractive Man. In any event I will obey your wishes, Red.”

“Then you will be my slave for tomorrow evening?”
“Yes, Red and I will refer to you as Master all evening. He will pick up on it and ask. To add mystery to it just call me Cowboy all evening and if he should ask why I call you Master then tell him I’m your slave.”

“I like that Cowboy! What if he asked to buy you?”
“Thank him graciously but explain that I’m not for sale! But perhaps we could find him another Man slave! Maybe Master Jim or Jeb would know someone?”

Red held me in his big arms. We lay and talked quietly about things for a couple of hours.
“Cal is getting really getting pushy, Red! I told him tonight in front of the Family that he would have to go through you. I told him that I obey only you! I told him we have an agreement and that I love you!”

“You did? That was sweet! I think he’s to afraid of me to ask. Do you want to be with him?!”

“Not necessarily, Red! I told you before, he can’t give me anything that I’m not getting from you but I’ll leave that in your hands. I will obey what ever you choose for me. If you think it will ease the situation, I’ll understand and do my best to please him. If not then you must let him know you won’t share me. I don’t want him to think I’m leading him on.”

“I’ll decide that day after tomorrow. Tomorrow we have a lot to think about. How to dress? What to wear? Protocol?”

I didn’t see what Buck was talking about. Booger seemed to be able to handle my reluctance to call him my Master and seemed pleased that I would go along with it for the Sheik’s sake. It was a bit deceptive and yet it wasn’t. I was playing the game while not emotionally betraying my previous Bonding.

Oh! What webs we Mortals weave, only to deceive......and most times it’s only ourselves we end up deceiving.

Big Red called early the next Morning from the Motel room phone and spoke to the Sheik’s personal secretary. I listened to him as he talked. We had agreed to certain questions.

“Yes Sir! This is the Gentleman that Prince Faisel left a note at the Cactus Motel for us to join him for dinner this evening.
“Yes Sir! We would be honored, Sir!”
“Yes Sir! We can be ready by Six!”

“Is there a preferred dress, Sir. We’re Nomadic Bikers that don’t carry a lot of formal clothes with us, Sir!”
“Yes Sir! That will be fine!”

“Is there some sort of Protocol we should use addressing the Sheik.”
“Yes Sir! Yes Sir! Thank you Sir. Then we will be here at the Motel in Room 3 at Six O’clock this evening and please thank the Sheik for his gracious invitation. We will look forward to seeing him again.”

“You did that very well, Red! I’m proud of you!” He beamed as he smiled at me.
“Dress is casual. What we had on yesterday will be fine. We are to be picked up by the Sheik’s personal limo and the driver will give us Protocol instructions. His secretary said that the Sheik is not a stickler for Protocol especially if he is dressed in American Casual Clothes. The Sheik himself will let us know his preferences. He only wears his traditional clothes when he is in public to command the respect he wants in this country.”

“Well, that’s understandable. He certainly gained our respect!” I laughed as Booger nodded his head in agreement.
“Come on Cowboy! Let’s jump in the shower, get dressed, and take our Family to Breakfast!” I agreed and we proceeded to the shower. I bathed him and toweled him dry. I was rubbing his back for him as there came a knock on the door.

In marched our Family including Cal with me still in the buff. Booger had his pants on. I dressed as Red explained that he had already called and talked to the Sheik’s Secretary and accepted his dinner invitation. Everyone let out a cheer that probably woke up the rest of the Motel.

“Come on Gentlemen! The Cowboy and I are treating for Breakfast as well!” “No you’re not!” Said Big Jim. We’re taking the two of you to Breakfast.

“Red? Do you think we could go somewhere and buy us a new pair of jeans and a couple of nice shirts to wear this evening?”
“Sounds good to me, Cowboy! Let’s go have Breakfast!” He hugged me in front of Cal. Poor Cal had a wet spot in the crotch of his levis from watching me dress. It didn’t go unnoticed by Red.

After Breakfast on the way back to the Motel I asked Red if we could stop at the Post Office. I bought three money orders. One for three thousand, one for two thousand, and another for three thousand. I also bought some stamps.

When we got back to the Motel I sat down and wrote Dan Yates a short letter.

Dearest Dad,

A good and loving spirit helped me win heavy in Reno last night. Thirty Five Thousand Heavy! Spirit said you’re planning to buy Motorcycle for young Man that needs to escape the draft. Please accept ‘Loving Spirit’ and my help! Enclosed is a Postel Money Order for a Bike for Tim! Buy him a nice one! Send him to Master Jeb. We’ll find him and take care of him! We must not let what happened to Buck, Ken, Rowley and I, happen to him.

I’m also sending a Certified Check in both our names for Twenty Five Thousand. Put it in our Rodeo winnings account you opened in our names after Prescott. Use any or all of the money in any way you need or see fit. What’s mine is yours. I love you Dad!

Your loving Son,

Billy

I also wrote Mrs. Russell a short note.

Dearest Mrs. Russell,

A good and loving spirit helped me win heavy in Reno last night. Wanted to share my good fortune with the some one’s I love. Use this any way you need but part of it must be spent on something nice for yourself! You deserve it! Take care of Dad for me!

All my love to you and Tim,

Billy

I let Booger read both letters before I put the Money orders in and we took them to the Post Office. He seemed a bit stoic.
“That really was a sweet thing to do, Cowboy!”
“I had too, Red! I love them both very much!”

“You still in love with Dan Yates?” I didn’t answer him.
“If you love him, why are you with me?” He pressed.
“Because I loved you first, Red, still do! You can love more than one person at a time. I loved you when Uncle Bud was still my Master!”

“You make a lot of sense sometime, Kid! That’s part of why I love you.
I may not always like the reality of the sense that you make but there’s no denying it makes sense! You just have to remember, Cowboy, I’m Old, Ugly and insecure. I guess I just need to know you love me.”

“I do, Red! I do! Have I ever asked anything of you but your love?”
“There you go, making sense again!” He laughed as he hugged and kissed me.

I wrote a third letter I didn’t share with Red. It was to Master Walker. If’n he had a hard time with my love for Dan Yates I didn’t see any reason to share with him what I was about to do next!

Dearest Master and Xander,

All is well. I am on the road with Red and our Family. Won big in Reno last night. Thirty five thousand big! I still have around twenty five hundred on your books for work. Use some of that money for the board and care of Dolly and Madison. I am sending a Money Order for another Three Thousand dollars. (Thirty five should buy a brand new Full Dress Harley. Please add a bit from my earnings if not enough or I can forward more if necessary.)(Author’s note: these were early 1960's prices!)

Christmas is coming and I want you to buy Leon a Motorcycle from me! If this isn’t enough I will be in touch in the next week or so and let me know. I want him to have a Full Dress Hog. Biggest Mother they have on the floor with all the Bells and Whistles. But it must have Leather Saddle Bags. I don’t want him forgetting he’s a Cowboy. My Cowboy! Please, get a card for me and sign it: This is what you mean to me! Will always love you! Merry Christmas, Your Cowboy, Billy.

If it gets difficult to take care of Dolly and Madison let me know and I’ll make arrangements to transport them to Dan Yates’s Ranch outside of Tucson. I’ll come back and drive ‘em out myself.

Thanks for doing this for me,
I can’t tell you how much I love te two of you,

Cowboy.

We went shopping and each bought a couple of new pair of Wrangler Levis and two really pretty Western shirts. I picked out a beautiful green color to match Red’s brilliantly red Beard and Stach. Matched his green eyes as well. I picked out a beautiful steel grey shirt for me. It set off my Blue Eyes perfectly.

We were ready for the evening. We were hanging around the Motel with the guys when the Motel owner dropped by.
“Hear you two are dining with Royalty tonight?”
“Yeah, Mr. Clark, by accident!” I told him. “Come on in!” He shook hands all around.

“You guys have been good company and been good to the staff since you been here. So my partner, myself and the staff would like to have you all for a Barbeque tomorrow evening. No need for suits. It’s private back there and we don’t have that many guest right now anyway.”

Big Beryl accepted for all of us including Cal.
“Sounds like a nice time, Hudson!” Big Beryl said, “We’d be happy to come! Can we bring anything?”
“No! Just come around Six. The Pool is heated so not to worry about freezing your buns off. And the Spa is a hundred and ten degrees.”

Master Earl and Zack arrived with sandwiches and Beer for all. They were light but filling. I shared half of mine with Mr. Clark. I wasn’t that hungry and didn’t want to fill up before dinner.

We talked during lunch. I brought up the subject of Dan Yates and Tim Russell. “You guys are gonna’ think I’m crazy but Buck came to me in a dream the other night. He told me that we had to get Tim to Master Jeb and Jim for training. To hide him from the Draft. Would you Gentlemen consider riding to Tucson to pick him up, maybe teach him to ride his new bike and we could meet you in Phoenix. Since I’m with Red right now I can’t go with you for obvious reasons.”

Without hesitation Big Beryl spoke. “I’ll be glad to go get him , Son!”
“Count us in! Love to see Dan Yates again!” Said Bull and Charlie.
“Me too!” Said Master Jim.
“We’d like to meet this Man as well!” Spoke Master Zack and Earl.
“I’ll ride with the two of you Red if’n you don’t mind.” Said Cal.
“Sure Cal! Love to have ‘ya!”

I had washed our new jeans and shirts in the Motel laundry so they wouldn’t look brand new. They came out great. Every one finally went their way around Four O’clock and I lay across the bed with Red. I lay in his big arms.

“No matter what trouble we get ourselves into this evening, I love you Red!” He laughed as he hugged me.
“Shit Cowboy! You know I love you. I may give you to the Prince for the evening if he’s interested. Sure would be a nice way of showing our appreciation.”

“I better get in the bathroom and prepare myself. When I’m finished I’ll come and get you so I can bathe you too.”
“You don’t have to do that, Son!”
“Would you deny me that pleasure, Red?” He got this silly smile on his face.
“Not for a minute, Cowboy! Not for a minute!”

We were ready when the Driver came to pick us up. He came to the door and knocked. We were ready. All our Family stood and watched and waved goodbye to us as we drove away. We asked to sit up front with the Driver. He was an American Man named Harry and like me and Booger right away.

“The Prince is really a Prince of a Man. I’ve worked for him for six years now and never had a problem. I call him “Your Highness”, “Prince” or when he’s in American Casual Cloths I simply call him “Ben”. He is very charming and.......” He hesitated.

“Sexy, Harry?” I responded. Harry blushed.
“Yes, he is, very!! Billy!” We all laughed.

“Does he prefer Men to Women, Harry?”
“I can’t tell you that, Mr. Red, but let me put it this way. If he were to like Men, Cowboy here would be his type.”

“We didn’t even hear that, Harry!” Red said laughing. I laughed too.
“You Gentlemen will get along fine with the Prince! Just act natural and be genteel and polite. You are anyway! Least wise you have been with me. I see no problems.”

We drove into the parking structure and Harry opened the door for us and led us to a private elevator that had a Man in a dark suit with Sunglasses operating it. “Good evening Hassim! I am to deliver these Gentlemen to the Prince. Will you be so kind.” The Man closed the elevator door and we rose to the Penthouse.

“Follow me Gentlemen. Please.” Harry led the way to a big double door and knocked gently twice. The door swung open an there stood the Prince in Levis, Western Boots, a beautiful Western shirt on. He looked like he could be ready for the Rodeo Circuit. All he needed was the Hat and I suspected he had one.

“Ben! These are the Gentlemen you asked me to deliver. May I present Mr. Booger Red and his associate Mr. Billy Gunn.” The Prince, Ben, shook Boogers hand and then mine.

“Welcome Gentlemen! Come in! Come in! Just call me Ben! If we should be out together and or you should run in to me in my traditional cloths please do me the favor of referring to me as “Your Highness”, “Prince” or simply “Sir”. Here, when I can relax with friends and wear American Casual Clothes then I’m just ‘Ben’! Right, Harry?”

“Yes Sir! Your Highness!” We all laughed at Harry’s joke!

“Harry, would you care to join us for Dinner!”
“Would you be offended , Sir, if I begged off for tonight! I have a date and I’m due to end my shift in about an hour!”

“Certainly not! I had not ask you to plan for it so go with my blessing! I thought that if you had nothing else planned you might enjoy their company as much as I will.”

“I’m sure I would. They both seem like fine Men, Sir. But thanks for the offer and thinking of me!”
“On your way then my Friend. Have a good evening!”
“You too Sir, and Gentlemen, Red and Cowboy, it was a pleasure to meet you both. Another Driver will see you back to your Motel later.”

We shook hands with Harry and wished him well.
“You hire fine people Ben!” Red said to him.
“Harry has been with me a little over six years and my other Driver who’s a bit older than Harry had been with me four. I try to keep them both happy and well paid for the service and loyalty. However, I also don’t wish to intrude into their private lives. Sometime I have them both dine with me for an evening meal. They are good Men and better company.”

“So Billy, or do you prefer Cowboy?”
“I prefer Cowboy, Sir! It’s a nickname but everyone calls me that! But I’ll answer to either, Sir!”
“You don’t have to call me Sir, Cowboy!”

“Yes Ben, he does! If you’ll excuse me for correcting you but he has been trained to be mannerly and use the title. He refers to me as Sir. He would be uncomfortable otherwise. Right, Son?”

“Yes Master, you’re right! He is correct, Sir! But I am also allowed to call you Ben from time to time if permitted.”

“Well, you certainly are!” Any Man that wins a National Championship Team Roping competition may have that right!” Red’s mouth dropped open and I was speechless. All I could muster was, “How......what.....where......?” I felt like an idiot.

“I love Rodeo! I’ve gone for years to everyone I can find. I watched you and your Uncle in the Finals in Ft. Worth win the damn thing. I was thrilled for you and him. I heard he passed away while you were in Vietnam. I’m so sorry!”

“That’s alright, Sir! I’m just thrilled that you’ve even heard of me.”
“I knew it was you when I sat down at that Roulette table and lost so much. Then when you told me your name was Billy I knew for sure.
It was such a double pleasure to meet you and then to win back more than I had lost! Master Red allowing me to cover your bets was just too much fortune. I hope I didn’t overdo!” He smiled benignly.

“Well, Ben, we were stunned to say the least and had to come this evening not only because of your gracious invitation for dinner but also to thank you for your generosity. We greatly appreciate your kindness and thank you very much!”

“Think nothing of it Gentlemen. Will you join me in a Drink? What will you have?”
“Scotch rocks for me, Ben.” Booger answered.
“A light gin and tonic with lime, please, Sir.” I spoke.

“Achmed!” He rattled off our drinks in Arabic to his Man and he bowed and left.
“So Cowboy! I read were you had teamed up with the Father of the number two Roping Team that was killed in Nam. His name was Buck I believe.” Tears came to my eyes. I was unprepared for Ben to know this much about me and my past.

“Yes Sir.” Was all I could get out. I turned my head so he wouldn’t see.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were close.”

“It’s not your fault, Sir! I have to face it and hiding from it isn’t going to help. We were Buddies not only on the Rodeo Circuit but we went through Boot Camp together and two years in Nam. We were inseparable. That’s how his Dad and I got together for several Rodeos this last Summer was because I went to stay with him for a while.”

“Buck, his Son, and two other of my close Friends gave their lives for me. It’s hard for me to accept the fact that I have to go on living when four of the people that I loved most in this world died within two nights of each other. The fourth was my Uncle Bud. He died the night before my Buddies were killed.”

“I’m so sorry, Billy! Please accept my apology for bringing up the subject.”
“No apology necessary, Sir.” I tried to manage a laugh, “I’m getting better.
Master Red will attest to that!”

“That’s true, Ben, he only wakes up screaming once or twice a week now instead of every night!” It was a sad statement but had it’s morbid humor.

“Ah, our drinks are here! Thank you Achmed!” We each took our drinks from the tray and thanked Achmed who bowed graciously.
“Any you Master Red, I know you’re a somewhat Nomadic Biker but you haven’t always been. What did you do before that?”

“I worked with Red Granger my older Brother putting out oil fires all over the world.”
“Red Granger is your Brother?”

“Yes Sir! Very few Men know my real last name or my first. My Cowboy here doesn’t even know until now ‘cause I was afraid to tell him. He has to know sooner or later though and it may as well be now. My full name is Robert Buck Granger! As a kid they use to call me Bobby-Buck! One of my younger Brothers couldn’t say ‘Bobby-Buck’ so the best he could manage was ‘Booger’. Then it became a ‘nickname’ and the whole Family began calling me ‘Booger’! By the time I got to secondary school that’s all any body called me, Booger Red. Seemed like a good name to go with.”

“Interesting! Have you been in my Country. Bahrain?”
“Yes Sir, several times working with my Brother and Bechtel Oil Company.” I was agog that Booger’s name was Buck too. How much of a coincidence could that be? I thought to myself. I even knew of Red Granger. Old Booger was beginning to take on a whole new dimension.

“Of course I must ask each of you to keep my secret.” He laughed mocking himself, “My boy, I can just order to and he will obey me. Right, Cowboy?”
“No one will hear it from me Master Red and I am somewhat shocked that your name is Buck. I even know your Brother. Uncle Bud and I met him once on the Circuit. He was a charming Man. Not like you at all!”

I laughed at my joke. So did Ben. Red raised an eyebrow and jokingly said., “You don’t want me to embarrass you right here by putting you over my knee and spanking you, do you?”

“Only if it would amuse our host, Master!” We all laughed. Ben was loosening up and so were we. My drink was a little stronger than light but I needed it. Red seemed to be enjoying himself and instinctively knew how to relate to his Highness. He probably had been around many Arabs before. I was amused at how wrong I had been about old Booger being a ‘bumpkin’ that might cause some embarrassment. Now I was more concerned that I might do or say something wrong.

We had another drink and watched the Sun go down from the rooftop to the Hotel. It was glorious. Achmed brought a tray of appetizer that were delicious. Then we followed Ben into the dining room to a table already set with all kinds of foods. It was unbelievable. His Chef was present and would cook you a steak right there on a grill.

Ben said he had developed a taste for Cajun Food and liked his Steak done that way. I was game to try it and so was Red. We all had the same.
They were delicious. It was Prime Beef that you could cut with a fork.
As dinner progressed Ben got more inquisitive about Red and my relationship.

“Master Red? I’ve been calling you that because Cowboy addresses you that way which is fine with me. Are you his teacher?”
“I apologize your Highness and you should only call me Red, not Master Red. I understand the connotation of School Master and how you might be confused. I didn’t correct you in order not to cause you embarrassment; however, the time has come for explanation. Cowboy, Billy, is my slave! I am his Master!”

Ben didn’t stop eating for a moment and shook his head in understanding.
“May I inquire further?”
“Certainly Ben! Cowboy and I have nothing to hide from you as long as you are tolerant of our relationship.”

“Certainly Red, Cowboy, but isn’t slavery illegal here in the U.S.?”
“Yes Sir, it is!” I spoke up. “Forced slavery is very illegal in our country but there are no laws that cover Consensual Slavery. I am Red’s slave by choice. I love him! I have given myself to him and he has become my Master! My first Master was my Uncle Bud, my second was Buck Yates that gave his life for me, and now I have given myself to Master Red.”

“I have heard of Subcultures here in the U.S. that defy slavery laws to own slaves. Among them the Outlaw Gay/Straight Biker groups, one in particular I’ve heard of The Clan Mc Innis.” This was getting a bit spooky for me and I know it was for Red. He almost dropped his fork. I nodded affirmative to him to share with his Highness.

“That’s our Family, Ben! There are eight or nine of us back at our Motel.”
“Interesting! And they all have Men that have become slaves to one another?”
“Some do, some don’t! A couple are Straight but tolerant and live by the principals we try to live by. Some have lost slaves recently due to death and can’t bring themselves to take another yet. One is a Police Officer from Los Angeles, fine looking Man, that is looking for a slave.”

“How far does this Master/slave thing go?”
“Could you ask your question in a different way, Ben? Do you mean what control do I have over Cowboy?”
“Yes exactly!”

“Total! He has been trained to accept and do what I tell him to do. He will not question my commands. Yet he trusts me not to command him to place his hand in a burning flame, plunge into icy waters or place him in harms way. You wouldn’t do that to anyone you love or cared about. Even a beloved pet you would go out of your way to protect. So it is with our relationship. I love him. I have too. Who else would love such an Ugly Old Man as me?” Red laughed at his attempt to lighten the mood.

“Please Master! You remember your promise to me!” I asked Red.
“I’m sorry, Son!” Red turned to Ben, “I promised Cowboy years ago that I wouldn’t say things about me being Ugly. It seems he doesn’t think me Ugly!”

“The Cowboy is right to ask that promise of you, Red! I don’t find you Ugly either. On the contrary, your personality and personal strength out weighs any outward physical appearance. Am I right, Cowboy?”

“Absolutely, your Highness! I don’t love my Master because I must! I love him because I want to and who he is?”

“Would it be inappropriate for me to offer you my slave for the evening to pleasure you, Ben? To say thank you for your generosity. I promise he will please you.”

“Under the circumstances, knowing what I now know about you and your relationship, it certainly wouldn’t be inappropriate but before I decide would you answer a couple of questions for me Cowboy?”

“Excuse me, Ben! That’s not the way it works. He is my salve. He is my property. I own him. If it pleases me to give him to you for this evening he will obey and God help him should he not pleasure you, Sir!”

“Is that true, Cowboy?”
“Yes Sir! My Master is telling you the truth”
“If he ordered you to please me, you would without question?”
“Yes Sir, I would!”
“Would it please you to do so?”

“It would please me to please my Master, your Highness, no matter what
he requires of me. Some task are easier than others. Should he give me to you for your pleasure it would be a pleasurable task, Sir. One that I’m sure I would enjoy!”

“Good answer, Cowboy! You’re almost as good with words as you are with a rope!” He and Red had a good laugh.

We had coffee and New York Cheesecake for dessert. It was wonderful.
Nothing more was said about me pleasuring the Prince. We went about our conversation as if nothing had happened. I did notice that Ben dismissed all his servants and saw each to the door. We were alone.

“Do you wish to stay, Red, while your slave pleases me?”
“Oh no, Ben! Have your Driver take me back to the Motel and I trust you to return him either later this evening or in the morning at your discretion.
However, we have a small ritual we perform to bond him to you. You will then become his Master for his time with you!”

Red snapped his fingers and I fell to my knees in front of the Prince. I kissed each of his Boots.
“Hold your right hand down for him Ben!” The Prince held his hand and I took in and gently kissed the back of it and placed it against my forehead.
“Repeat after me, Ben! Rise slave and show your Master your love!”

“Rise slave and show your Master your love.” I rose slowly.
“May I put my arms around you Master?”
“You may slave!”
“May I kiss you Master!”
“Indeed you may, slave!”

We kissed and he didn’t hold back. He was a passionate Man and was not afraid to show it. Red smiled knowingly to himself.
“You obey Master Ben slave and pleasure him in any way he chooses. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“Excuse me Master Ben!” I went to Red and knelt in front of him and kissed his Boots. His hand was ready. I kissed it and placed it to my forehead. “Rise slave and tell your Master Goodbye.” I threw my arms around him, hugged and kissed him goodbye.
“I will obey, Master!”

Master Ben had his Driver come for Red and they left. Ben and I were alone.
“I’ve never had a Man slave in your country before Cowboy! I have in mine. In fact I have several but I’m not allowed to travel with any. One in particular brings me a great deal of pleasure. I can tell you without anyone finding out! I love him!

We can have Men as sexual partners but we are suppose to love our Women that bear our Children. I will, I’m sure but I’m not ready for that yet. When your Master offered you to me it was too great a temptation. I remember seeing you on your Horse and thinking to myself if I could only hold that Man close for one night I could die happy.”

“Now I find you at my feet. As my slave, my own Cowboy for the evening. Will you have an after dinner drink with me my Cowboy?
Shall I put it another way? You will have an after dinner drink with me my Cowboy!!”

“I will obey Master Ben! And thank you, Sir! I would enjoy an after dinner drink with you.” He headed for a bar on the far side of the room.

“Remove your clothing for me, Cowboy!” I didn’t hesitate. I took off my Boots and socks and shirt and levis. I stood naked as he brought me my drink. We touched glasses.
“Drambuie. Ever had it before?”
“Once Sir. I like it! Thank you Master!”

“Stand before me in the light, Cowboy!” I did and sipped my drink then sat it on the glass table.
“My God, you’re a stunningly handsome young Man, Billy!”
“Thank you, Sir! But I’m afraid my body has been marred by my wounds.
I feel hurt and ugly, Master.”

“Come sit by me, Cowboy!” I went to him and sat by him. He placed his gentle hand on my two wounds.
“I wish I had the power to heal, Billy. I would give you back your completeness. You are beautiful, none the less. Are you uncomfortable with me?”
“No Master Ben! You are a good Man! I can tell. You are as good to those who are good to you. It is an honor and pleasure for me to be here with you and I also honor my Master by being here.

“I must say, I’ve never met two finer Men in this country that you and your Master! Are all your Family Members so caring and respectful of others?”

“Pretty much, Master Ben! I think their sense of Family is the corner stone of their philosophy of life. They don’t suffer fools readily but they are genuinely caring and try to be helpful when they can. And, they look after their own. They have stood behind me through some pretty bad times in my life.”

We talked some more and it became dark in the room. There was just enough light to see the Prince’s handsome face. He seemed to be in no hurry and asked me to put my head in his lap. I did so gladly. I was not self conscious about putting his hands on me, felt my chest and rubbed down further until my old dick was standing at attention. I was so warm and comfortable with him and he smelled so good. I could smell his maleness through his jeans though I knew he was clean. He reeked of Male pheromones.

“I see that you are getting excited Cowboy! I must admit I am too. How is it in your country. Do I treat you as my slave or do you simple take over and pleasure me.” He leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips.

“What ever you command of me Master, I will obey! I am your property for the duration of my stay with you. I can be either to you. You have but to ask and I will do my best to please you. If not you must tell my Master I didn’t please you! I am a gift to you from him for this evening and my pleasing you is a reflection on my Master as to the quality of that gift! If don’t please you then his gift is worth nothing!”

“What shall I call you? Slave or Cowboy?”
“In my Family the two are synonymous; however, if given a choice with you when we are in private I would prefer you call me your slave. In public if you call me Cowboy it will mean the same to me, your Highness!”

“I’ve come to like hearing you call me Master, my slave! None of this Highness stuff, Cowboy!” He laughed.
“Certainly sounds good to call you that, Sir, my Master I mean!”

“May I help you off with your handsome Boots.”
“That would be appreciated, slave!”
“May I clean them first, Master?”
“I have nothing for you to clean them with, Cowboy!”

“I do, Master!” With that I started to clean his Beautiful Boots with my tongue. He really got into it as I tried to lick and kiss the leather from around his feet. He never interrupted but let me take my own good time to do a good job. They had a bit of dust on them but not when I finished. By the time I finished the second Boot I could see his erection pushing the buttons in his Levis. He was ready!

“May I take your Boots off now Master Ben?”
“Be careful you don’t ruin that shine, slave! I’m going to set this pair aside to remember this evening! I want them perfect!” He laughed in good spirits.
“I hope I pleased you, Sir. Did I do a good enough job?”
“Excellent, slave!” Every time he called me salve my dick got harder.

“I’ll show you the way we Cowboy’s help each other off with their Boots Master Ben!” I turned my ass to him and pulled his big Boot up between my legs to my crotch and clamped my legs together.

“Please Sir! Place your other Boot on my Butt and push!” He gently placed his other Boot on my ass and pushed pretty hard until I felt the one in my hand start to come off. I did the same with the other one. He had a constant smile on his face like he was enjoying the attention and respect that he was getting from me. I couldn’t have been enjoying myself more. He was new to this form of Master/slave relationship and was reveling in it.

I asked him to stand and slowly undid his beautiful Western shirt. His beard and mustache was so well trimmed that he could’ve passed for a wrangler on the Rodeo Circuit. Damn he was hot! I removed his ‘T’ shirt after that and was amazed by his build. He had a body by God! He obviously had a personal trainer and worked out regularly.

I moved my hands slowly to his pants.
“May I Master?” He nodded his approval and I undid his Western Belt and knelt in front of him. I moved my mouth to his pants and undid each of his metal buttons on his fly with my mouth. I pulled them down and he was a true Cowboy. He wasn’t wearing underwear an his big engorged cock flopped in my face. I didn’t let it fall but caught it with my face and made love to it, licking and kissing it. He had a great foreskin that just barely covered the head.

“I’m not allowed to take you Master until you give me permission.”
“Let me sit down and you can remove my Levis the rest of the way.”
He sat down and I removed his pants. He was as naked as I was.
“For that, you may take me, slave!”

I ran my tongue under his beautiful foreskin. He was clean but he tasted wonderful. His pheromones were in full bloom. He was ripe. I took him down my throat and felt him melt into the sofa. He began to writhe under me the deeper I took him down my throat.

“Oh my beautiful Cowboy. How great is Allah to bring you to me. I can’t believe this is happening. You feel so good, slave. Take me deeper, slave.
Oh God, that feels good, Billy.”

I could feel him getting close as his back began to slightly arch. I keep my steady but unbending stroke on his shaft. I increased my rhythm knowing that soon I was to be rewarded. I felt his hands lightly on the back of my head as he hit his first volley of come in my mouth. He yelled that he had more for me about the time his second shot hit the back of my throat. I didn’t stop until I had all of him down my throat.

“Oh Cowboy, that was good. You are a good and well trained slave. Did your beautiful Uncle train you?”
“Yes Master Ben! He was patient and worked with me to show me how to please him. I wanted to learn because I loved him and wanted to be his slave.” “And so I should be between Masters and slaves. There not only should be a separation but a communion between them. I must have more of you this evening. But for now let relax in the Spa.!”

We sat in the Spa for sometime with me in Master Ben’s arms. He was a loving Man who appreciated a good slave that could take care of him properly. Master Ben told me about his homeland and that he was here in Reno on an extended months vacation from Official Royal Duties that he has to perform during the year. He has very little opportunity for sex with either sex because of his travel and obligations.

“Do you think your Master would miss you too much for your to spend the night in my arms, Cowboy, and take and I’ll personally deliver you to him tomorrow morning.”

“He has made a gift of me to you for the entire evening if you wish Master Ben. I was hoping I would get to feel you inside me letting me catch your seed. My first effort was pretty nice! I enjoyed serving you.”

“You really do think like a slave, Cowboy! More so than my real slaves. I’ve been told that some Men have the souls of slaves. They would be unhappy being anything else in life. I would never want someone as beautiful as you being unhappy because you needed to be my slave. Master Red is indeed a lucky Man!”

“I keep trying to tell him that Master Ben!” We both laughed at my joke.
“Then it is settled! I require more from you this evening and will use your Master’s gift to the fullest. Someday when I attend a Rodeo and see you sitting on a beautiful horse winning the team roping competition I’ll know in my heart that you spent one evening in my arms and I will be happy.”

We got out of the Spa and he simply handed me his towel as he smiled knowing I would gently dry him and rub him down at the same time. He gave me free reign of his body and I dried every inch of him. I was especially gentle with his Manhood and ass. I didn’t wish to be suggestive nor intrusive. He laughed and I gently dried his dick as it had become roaring hard again from my attention.

We retired to his bedroom. My God! It was decorated like something from a movie of Alli Baba and the Forty Thieves. Fine Oriental rugs and Kelim’s everywhere. The bed was bigger than and ordinary King Size bed. It was huge.

There was a canopy over the bed and the interior was one continuous piece of highly polished, mirror quality, polished stainless steel less than 1/32 of an inch thick. It was stunning. You could lay in bed and look up and see yourself. It suddenly dawned on me I could watch him Fuck me. It caused me to get an instant erection.

“Do you have rules and rituals for your taking of your slave ass, Master Ben!”
“No, Cowboy! They know what’s going to happen and I just do it. Does your Family have rules?”
“Only two, Master Ben. The only lubricant you may use is my saliva that I will place on your shaft and once in position you must take me hard and sure until you’re completely within me!”

“Sounds reasonable to me! Have you been trained for this?”
“Yes Sir! My Uncle, My Master Buck, my own Dad, and Master Red all take me that way. It sets the tone and mood for the entire fuck. You will fuck me better and I will give you a better fuck if you follow those two simple rules.”

“I will be happy to abide by your Families rules. Indeed they make a lot of sense to me.”
“May I Master?” I moved my head toward his already engorged dick.
“You have my permission, slave!”

I slathered him up good with my spit and made the required homage to his dick that any slave should before his Master is to make a present of it to his ass. Finally he remembered and gave me permission to take him in my mouth. I went down on him and really lathered him with me spit.

“Now Master you are ready and I am ready. Please do not forget the second part it is important!”
“I promise, slave, you will be taken swift, hard and sure!” He said as he helped me raise my legs. I grabbed them with both arms and positioned my ass for his best angle of entry. I felt him position the head of his fine dick at me door.
He breathed deeply, leaned forward and drove his sizable cock to the hilt within me.

I went crazy writhing and gently thanking him for taking his slave hard and that it hurt so good with him inside me. To lock it into me so my ass couldn’t reject him and it would soon stop arguing with his shaft. He held me ass I writhed and slammed my ass down harder onto him a couple of times.

“Oh thank you Master Ben! Thank you for taking this slave’s ass that hard and sure. You are my Master and I will try to give you the best fuck you’ve ever had as my Master’s and my gift to you. I’m honored, Master, to have you inside this worthless slave. Thank you, Sir! Take all of my slave’s ass you need Master! I will not complain. I am clean so you may fuck me as hard as you wish. You can’t fuck me too hard, Master!”

“We’ll see, slave! We’ll see.” He said in amusement as he took a couple of pretty strong test strokes into me. I could tell by those two strokes that he was a Man’s Man and one to be reckoned with in the Fucking department. He loved to fuck boy-slave Butt. I had been with enough Men in my life that I could just tell.

A Man that truly enjoyed a fine piece of slave Butt’s breathing changed from one of sexual tension and anxiety to one of peaceful resignation that they now had the whole pie to eat and not just a small piece! It was a feeling that we don’t have a plane to catch so grab your ass, we’re settling in for a long winter’s fuck!

“Hummmm slave! I had no idea what a treasure you ass was. I dared not even dream of fucking that Cowboy I saw on that horse that day. Although you made me soil my levis and had to go to the Men’s room to clean my come out. I actually shot watching you and your Uncle win in Ft. Worth. So settle back in the saddle, Cowboy, your Master’s gonna’ ride you for a while.”

“Oh Master, you feel so damn good inside me. Ride me harder Master. This pony needs to be ridden down hard Master Ben. Don’t be shy Master. Take your fucking horse and ride him hard. He’ll go anywhere you take him and me you stroke for stroke as hard or harder!”

I didn’t have to invite him twice as he increased his speed and length of stroke.
He was remarkable in his stamina and endurance. He would ride me almost to the top of the hill then slowly do some slow deep strokes to cool himself off.

He was in no hurry to come. He was a Man that truly enjoyed his fucking and had found a slave that met his requirements for a good long ride and he was going to take full advantage. I loved every minute and inch of his cock as he slammed it into me time and time again.

“I think this is going to be the last time I ride you up the hill Cowboy. You feel just to damn good not to spill myself into your ass. Hang on and work with me like you’ve been doing. I’ll get us both there, I can feel your working hard each time to hold back. This time my sweet slave you won’t have to! Let yourself go and once I feel you I’ll empty into you.”

He was true to his word. He started his build up again. This time with more though and down home good hard fucking as he built up his speed and depth of his stroke. He was pounding my ass so fucking hard and I was meeting each stroke urging him to fuck me hard. Begging him to take me harder as he began to yell and I felt my ass biting down hard on his shaft and my flow of come shot into my face.

“Oh, OH, OHHHH God I’m coming slave. Take me slave. Deep in your sweet ass. AAArrrrggggg!! Oh God, Cowboy! I’ve never a had as good a piece of ass as yours. Shit!” He continued on and on with his praise as I thanked him for fucking me and allowing me to come. I thanked him and thanked him. We made love with him still emptying and rooting around in me for about an hour.”

“We do have one custom in my country that I hope you understand, slave! When a Master fucks his slave or another Man it is courtesy for him to piss in his ass to clean him out.”

“As you wish Master, however I was hoping to absorb your come into my body and thereby having a part of you become permanent within my body!”
“To be honest, I like your idea better! I want to become a part of you! Therefore, we will leave my seed inside of you for the evening!”

“May I clean you Master?” I asked after he had pulled out of me.
“We can go to the shower for that slave!”
“Please, Master?” He smiled seeing the need in my eyes.

“Very well, slave! Clean your Master!” I cleaned him good before I led him to the shower and once again pampered him by bathing and toweling him dry. I rubbed his back for him until the wee hours of the morning.

Then Master Ben ordered me to fall asleep in his arms. I warned him of my nightmares and I think he though that Red had been kidding him about the screaming at nights. Fortunately I didn’t have an episode.

He deposited another load in my ass early the next morning and I sucked him off in the shower. He was drained by the time he and Harry drove me back to our Motel. It was still fairly early in the morning but Red was up and came out as we drove up.

“Did my slave make me proud of him, Ben?”
“More than proud, Master Red. I can’t thank you enough for your gift! I don’t experience pleasure like that often. It was very gracious of you.”

“Good! Good! Look Ben, I talked with my Family and the Owner of the Motel is throwing a Pool Party and Barbeque for us tomorrow evening as we’re leaving for Tucson the next morning. We’d be honored if you and your body guards or Harry or anyone else you might wish to bring join us.”

“That’s a lovely offer, Red! Could I let you know later today as I’ll have to check with my secretary what I have to do for the rest of the weekend. I promise I’ll call this evening before six! Thank so much for the invitation!”

He and Harry drove away as Red and I went into the room.
“Did you have breakfast, Cowboy?”
“Just coffee, Red!” He wanted to get me back to you early as he promised.
“Did you enjoy yourself?”
“Yes Sir! He is a fine Man! I enjoyed getting to know him.” Red laughed.
“I hope he comes tomorrow evening. I think he would like our Family!”

We awoke the rest of our Family and they were all curious about my night with the Prince. I wouldn’t tell anything until we were all at breakfast so I didn’t have to repeat it a second time. I wasn’t going to tell them the best parts. Those memories belonged to only two people, him and me.

End of Part VI~
Waddie Greywolf
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