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Cowboy
necktie party
Adult cowboys
admire Barnaby and Bradley for their memorable necktie party
events. They feel macho when they strip to the waist, wear the leather chaps
open to expose their cocks and balls. Very few cowboys can afford flash
boots. The two B’s have a creative accountant, Matt. The one dollar admission
fee is waived if they qualify as noose assistants or guards. They naively
think this removes them from danger. No way! Other staff constructed the
noose placements. Fixed nooses are mixed in with loose nooses. The nooses are
made of hessian which cuts deeply into the neck. Those cowboys who are daring
can have their necks shaved in readiness for a noose. A barber encourages
them; he already has the hangman’s cut. The two B’s,
the accountant Matt, the staff and the barber Harold have impressive cocks
and balls in common. Matt, the accountant, chooses guards with bull-sized
balls if possible. These balls will be targets in their own right; cowboys
carry castration knives as essential items. The noosing
area is private. The necktie party is Invitation Only. Well, more or less.
Some necks immediately qualify for the noose. Every cowboy knows the necktie
party is dangerous. These cowboys lust to hang other men. Does cock
size matter? Yes it does. Frank, Rod, Tim and Will have the full nine inches.
Spoiler alert: their cocks will spurt profusely when they hang. How many
cowboys? About forty plus another ten odds-and-sods. Ten cowboys work as
noose assistants raising hangers off the ground, tightening nooses etc. Five
cowboys join five odds-and-sods as guards; in fact the odds-and-sods are well
chosen for uncompromising brutality and effective executioners. Barnaby and
Bradley insist on a formal parade. This partly to show the would-be hangers
their commanding cocks and balls as well as permit them to inspect everybody.
The staff, accountant Matt and barber Harold felt brazen as the crowd eyed
them off intently. There was no question; the fighters would target them. On
the other hand they welcomed the opportunity to hang cowboys themselves.
Harold the barber in particular remembered past hangings with gratitude.
Barnaby and Bradley wore whistles on string across their hairy chests.
Bradley’s cock was rigid. He smiled, held it for all to admire. “Welcome to
our necktie party. We do not use the word gallows. That implies punishment.
We use hanging construction instead. That’s because you are volunteers. When
you paid the dollar entrance fee you agreed to the terms and conditions of
the necktie party. You look forward to hanging other men. Simple. That’s what
you are here for. Barnaby and me, Bradley, created a necktie party where you
noose without recriminations. Enjoy the experience of assisting one another
when necessary to complete a hanging. Feel the tightness in your balls whilst
your cock prances. Ensure cocks spurt. Remember the hanging guy’s cock will
be spurting for the last time. A word of warning: our necktie parties
encourage multiple noosing. Is that clear?” “Do we fight
to the last man standing?” “No. There
are a limited number of nooses. Let’s ensure that they are 100% effective.
There are none to waste. After the concentrated noosing fighters may choose
to strangle for the finale. It happens!” “Can I
challenge Harold the barber?” “Ask him.”
Harold the barber nods agreement. Barnaby interrupts and requests that any
such duel be at the beginning, to the death and in front of all fighters.
Consequently everybody assembles beside the hanging construction. Bradley
continued. “I will blow the whistle after the challenger or the barber is
hung. From now on form up in any combination of close contact— man to man,
two against one, three against two etc. You are required to hunt down,
capture, noose, raise up and secure your target. Cocks will erect. Ensure
they spurt over your chests, faces or into a willing cocksucker. Have no
inhibitions. Any questions?” “When can I
use my castration knife?” “Best after
the cocks have spurted. Feel your balls. Go on. Feel them. You will enjoy
cutting off another guy’s balls. Better still crush the balls.” Rowan the
challenger was one of the odds-and-sods, dark hairy chest, big balls, thick
uncut cock. Harold the barber’s cock was circumcised, chest free of hair,
neck shorn in the hangman’s cut. The fighters formed a circle around the
duelists. The duel would invite them into the world of men hanging each
other. Bradley called for two volunteer noose assistants. Their job is to
secure noose ropes, help raise the targets if necessary. Neither of them
expected to be hung by Rowan the challenger and Harold the barber. Let’s face
it. Rowan the challenger and Harold the barber plotted together to noose the
assistants. Then they fought each other ferociously. Their cocks became rods
poised to spurt. Many cowboy cocks followed suit as the fighting took its
course. The loose nooses were the easiest to grab and tighten around necks.
Well, the noose assistants hung first. Everybody followed the progress of
their erect cocks as they struggled to maintain breath. Their tongues jutted
out followed by the cocks spurting. Both Ronan the challenger and Harold the
barber smiled. Then they moved in for the kill. They found it challenging: they placed a
noose over each other’s neck, tightened it and jumped up and down to secure a
kill. The hessian noose cut into the neck flesh. They raised each other up on
the hanging construction. Who would lose consciousness first? At the same
time three cowboys tackled three cowboys from behind. The attackers had great
wrestling strength; this prevented the targets from shielding their necks.
Another three cowboys joined in, positioned the nooses around the bare necks
and tightened. Ouch! Three nooses restricted breathing. The six cowboys
stumbled up to and under the hanging construction. The targets had to grin
and bear it. At least their cocks got the message when the cowboys hoisted
them up. Barnaby and
Bradley appreciated the sight of five cocks spurting almost in unison as the
targets hanged. Bradley blew the whistle. Shame about Harold the barber but
he scored during previous necktie parties. Bradley took note to cut off Ronan
the challenger’s cock and balls at the appropriate moment. A few cowboys
shared Bradley’s idea. The unsheathed their knives, moved forward and cut off
the five cocks and balls. What to do with them? They decided to shove them
down cowboy’s throats and choke them. Other cowboys had to join in and hold
down the choking cowboys. The choking method worked. Back to
hanging: for the moment the odds-and-sods men attacked the hesitant cowboys.
From now on there was a panorama of cowboys hanging beside odds-and-sods men.
The cowboys systematically closed in on targets. Tim and Will got carried
away with their erect cocks. They tackled two guards with erect cocks and big
balls. They surprised
the two guards when they noosed them, hoisted them up, secured the ropes and
caught the cocks’ spurt. This they rubbed over their hairy chests. They let
down their guard for a few minutes too long. Two, really butch, odds-and-sods
men noosed them. They found the hanging process disconcerting; they tried to
resist when they were swinging in the air; the pressure on their cocks was
unbelievable; they wanted to alleviate the pain in their balls. Th odds-and-sods men grasped the balls, squeezed them,
crushed the balls. Oh joy! What happened to the full nine inch cocks of Tim
and Will? On this occasion Bradley stepped in, cut off both sets of cocks and
balls and swapped them. It is an underground cowboy’s treat to swap cocks and
balls. They still hung. Two cowboys focussed on Bradley who was pleased to join in the
hanging. Bradley met the physical challenge by noosing one cowboy. The second
cowboy assessed that his acquaintance was beyond saving. Besides he was
always too cocky for his own boots. Bradley moved onto other multi hanging
events. That’s where loose nooses were most effective. Every fighter had the
arm strength to hoist noosed targets up of the ground and secure the ropes. The three
remaining guards tackled two cowboys who were trying to escape. Barnaby
adjudicated. He instructed the three guards and nine fighters to raise them
above their heads, carry them upside down to the nooses. The would be
escapees cried for mercy. They expected to be executed by hanging. They were
fearful about the fate of their erect cocks and balls. They cried out “No!
Let us keep our cocks and balls.” They knew the answer. Barnaby took the
initiative, pulled both erect cocks for all to see, let them spurt, then
pulled out and held up his knife. A guard begged Barnaby to have the honour. Barnaby graciously let him slice off one set of
cock and balls. Then they hung the two escapees. The necktie
party progressed to the intense combat. All that mattered was noosing. The
cowboys were indiscriminate with respect to hanging targets. The nooses
accommodated every sized neck. The fighters
still had time for a laugh. The straps holding the leather chaps together
came apart under pressure. Cowboys were caught short with their pants down.
Not to worry. Alpha cowboys dragged such cowboys across to the nooses. The
exposed cocks raised salutes. Lionel, a
noose assistant, had a panic attack. A necktie party was not the place to
have such a panic attack. His screams attracted attention. Three cowboys
encircled him, picked up a loose noose. “No!” They tightened the noose.
“There now. The noose fits your neck perfectly.” Lionel screamed “Help!” louder
as they raised him high above the ground, secured the ropes. The noose now in
position cut off his air waves. Lionel tried to grasp for air. His cock rose
to the occasion as he slowly lost consciousness. One cowboy manhandled the
spurting cock and the balls. He couldn’t resist. He looked at his two
colleagues. They smirked in agreement. He crushed the balls. Matt, the
accountant, thought he was invincible. Not the case… He had an attractive
neck for noosing; his cock and balls were ideal for cutting. He was next in
line for the noose. He had just noosed Frank whose cock spurted all over him.
The noose around his own neck was a surprise. The hessian cut right into his
shaved neck. Whee. His body wavered back and forth
above the ground. His erect cock obliged. A cowboy manhandled his balls. This
cowboy had a thing about balls. Pity the noosed accountant. The cowboy
squeezed playfully then crushed the balls. Rod scored a
few times. He got the hang of noosing, enjoyed watching the nooses tightening
around the shaved necks, raised the targets. The bonus was sucking the erect
cocks spurting for the last time. He failed to consider he was vulnerable in
this cock sucking position. Sooner or later, mostly sooner, odds-and-sods
noosed him. He made a brave effort to resist, offered his cock sucking
services. The odds-and-sods guy laughed as he hauled Rod up. On second
thoughts his fighting colleague inserted Rod’s erect cock into his mouth. The
hanging progressed. Rod’s cock spurted into the mouth and over the face. Rod
sighed then lost consciousness. There was
never a shortage of nooses at one of Barnaby and Bradley’s necktie parties.
Barnaby had nooses in reserve for use where necessary. The cowboys had lost
count of the nooses they had employed. They continued noosing. The necktie
party ground to a halt when the hanging construction collapsed under the
weight of the bodies. Two cowboys
fucked. A third joined in and secured the middle neck from behind. The fucker
spent his cock as he strangled the cowboy in the middle. The third cowboy
challenged him. Why not? The two cowboys fought ferociously. They enjoyed the
fight to the death. The fight time extended beyond a reasonable doubt.
Another two cowboys joined in to finish them off. That was their intention
but the two outstanding fighters interrupted their duel and strangled them. The remaining
odds-and-sods took that as an excuse to strangle cowboys. Barnaby and Bradley
joined in for old times’ sake. Three groups of four fighters mauled a cowboy
in the middle. This was impressive close quarter fighting. They took turns
throttling the necks. When they moved
their hands away from the necks they strayed to the cock beside them. They
pulled really hard. The cocks spurted. This was a variation on a circle jerk.
The post hanging activity calmed them down. There were enough victors to
spread the word and encourage future necktie parties. Barnaby and Bradley
were pleased with the success of this necktie party. They enjoyed bringing
men together for the sport of noosing. Cutting off cocks and balls was a
bonus. They were mindful that macho men waited for the opportunity to hang
them. They were ready. |
