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Lawdogs I
You
killed the sheriff Square, at the Green Pond, one week ago. Gunned him down Yes,
after raping him, you son of bitch! Left him lying there naked to be found We found
him and we buried him. Someone told me you hide in the barracks the army has
just left, near Sonora. You headed that way hoping to catch up with me Now it
is dawn. I slowly enter the barracks. Inside it is dark. Looking around in the dark Moving
cautiously. The rooms are empty. After three rooms I find the latrine, then
another room. I hear something. I stop. You hear movement Then I
see you, naked. You are going to piss, probably. I smile. You are a dead man. I pass you in the dark and open the door to the
latrine, you hear me pissing I move
slowly, my gun in my hands. I follow you. "Hands up, Big Dan. Time to
die." You hear the piss stop as I raise my hand slowly I
smile. "Turn, Big Dan". I ask myself if it is better to kill you
now or to bring you to town to be hanged. Slowly turn around big heavy bear, hairy chest
belly, big cock and balls "Who are you?" I
smile. "I am the sheriff Blacks and you are a dead man, Big Dan."
And while I say these words, I look at your big body, at your big cock. Such
a man! I chuckle, the light in the room getting brighter as
the sun comes up, "you know I had another sheriff say the same
thing" I
grind my teeth, raging. "I know, bloody bastard. I know. And I know what
you did to him. You are a beast, not a man." I look at your body. Lust
in my eyes. I grab my cock and balls "yeah a fucking
beast". “You want this in your ass don't you?" I am
raging, raging at your provocation and raging at my desire. "You seem conflicted sheriff" “put the gun
away and lets have some fun" I
laugh. "You think I am stupid, don't you? To have some fun and to end
like sheriff Square!" "Doesn’t hurt to ask," “he was that
stupid" I
shake my head. I look around. On the left side, the latrine, on the right a
table. "Good, Big Dan, you bend on
the table, your feet on the floor, your arms on the table. I look
at the table "you know I think I will finish using the latrine"
"I am unarmed and you can’t legally shoot me” I sit on the latrine "I'll
shoot you and I'll tell you tried to kill me, Big Dan! So stand up and do
what I told you" I look at you, my cock is stiffening. "Well you seem to have more sense than the last
fellow" "give just a second to wipe my ass, you don't want my
asshole all shitty do you" I
laugh. "You'll clean my cock with your tongue." I laugh again,
horny, confused. I reach for some paper I am
nervous. I ask myself what you are doing. I aim at your chest. "I could
throw your corpse in the latrine, Big Dan!" "Yeah you could" "but then you won’t
get any fun" I pull a gun from where I hid it and quickly aim it at you "Fuck!"
I want to press the trigger, but I know you would do the same. We would die,
both. Perhaps it is better, but I look at your big body, at your big cock and
I think that I would like to fuck before dying. We stare at each other guns in hands both with hard
cocks. I stand "you didn't shoot" I smile "you want this” "Perhaps"
I know it is senseless to lie, now. "But I want to kill you." "Yeah the desire to kill and lust are
linked" "outlaws like me enjoy it" "I
do. I like killing. And killing a big male like you is very good. But fucking
him is also good." And being fucked, but I don't say it. "You know I could use my morning smoke" I look
at you, puzzled. "You want to smoke a cigar! This is another trick of
yours!" Laughing “no trick" "I think if you were
going to kill me you would have fired" I want
to kill you. But not now. I want... I don't know exactly what I want or
perhaps I know it, but I don't want to confess it to myself. "I'll kill
you, Big Dan, and your corpse will rot in this latrine." "Possibly" I walk into the other room my
hairy back and ass facing you I look
at your big, hairy ass. The desire overwhelms me. I know I could kill you
now, but I want this ass. I approach. You can feel my gun against your back
and my left hand on your ass. "On four legs!" I sense your desire I chuckle I light a cigar,
clouds of smoke, then I do as you ask, on my hands and knees, big ass facing
you, big balls hanging low and heavy. I
grunt. I caress your back. My cock is so hard, now! I look at your asshole,
not so clean, but it doesn't matter. My dickhead against your hole, then I
push and my cock slides inside your ass. Such a feeling. With my left hand, I
grab your balls. I squeeze them. I moan as you enter me and grab my balls "Fuck me” I lean back into you I
begin to fuck your ass. The best fucking in my life. On and on. And my left
hand touches your cock. Like hot iron. I grab it. You are such a man... I expertly squeeze your cock gripping it with my ass,
puffing my cigar, my cock dripping as you grab it Wonderful.
The feeling is too strong. The pleasure is too strong. I know I should kill
you now, then fuck your corpse, but I cannot. I want
to feel this huge cock. I get up on my knees my back against your chest I put
my arms around you. I feel your big, hairy chest, wet of sweat, your big hard
cock, your balls. “Moaning, fill me with your cum, you pig” I
grunt and I move my ass in a frenzy of pleasure, until my cum fills you
innards. "Fuck yeah that's it boy" puffing smoke I
let you shoot The
pleasure is so strong. But I want to feel your cock, now. I know it is
madness, but I want it. I leave your ass. My cock is dirty, but it doesn't
matter. "Lay on your back, Big Dan!" “Sure" I roll on my back my sweaty chest and
belly exposed, my hard cock dripping I look
at you. I nod. I sit on your belly, then I move my ass over your cock.
"Impale me, Big Dan. Your last fucking!" My gun aiming at your
chest. I grab your hips and move you, then I thrust up into
your hole I
grunt. Quite painful, but great. I feel this iron bar in my ass, my left hand
caresses your sweaty chest. I inhale the smoke. "I am going to kill you,
Big Dan". But my words sound empty. Blow smoke at your face, "I know” but I don't
sound convinced I rub your chest and belly fondling your cock as you bounce
on my hips I move
up and down, impaling myself on your big cock. The pleasure is too strong. I
look at your big dirty paws rubbing my body, fondling my cock. I know the risk,
but the pleasure is stronger. Lust. With a quick move I slap at the gun in your hand I
jerk. I knew it. My fist on your face, twice. You knock the cigar aside by bearded face rocks to
the side with your punches. Eyes intense I grab your throat I give
you a punch on your head, then I try to free my throat. But the feeling of
your cock in my ass is too strong. "Fuck!" Grabbing your throat intensifies the feeling from my
cock, you have the gun but will you use it? My arms and chest flexing as I
squeeze It is
a great feeling. Being strangled by such a man, while he fucks my ass... I
should kill you, I aim at your heart, but I cannot shoot. "You know nothing feels better than a man dying
on your cock" "you law dogs are great fuck" I nod.
It is great to die so, a huge hard cock in my ass, big hairy hands around my
throat. I cannot say a word, but I nod. I have what I deserved. I didn't
avenge sheriff Square and I am dying here. You drop the gun as you start to lose consciousness The
world is fading, only your hands sustain me. I look at you, but it is as you
were far. Pain in my neck, pain in my ass, but my cock begins to cum. My
last. I feel your hot cum on my belly, moaning I feel your
body start to convulse on my cock The
world is becoming black. The feelings seem too far. Your final spasms grip my cock and the last thing
you feel is my cum in your ass My
body lay inert... Your body lying on my chest as I breathe and catch
my breath You
enjoyed killing me. Smiling as you relax going limp. I roll you off My body
on the dirt. Shirt opened, pants lowered, cock dirty. Shameful. Getting up standing over you I finish my piss that
you interrupted You
piss over my cock, my belly, my chest, my face. Laughing. I grab and relight my cigar, then I strip you down Your body jiggling as I do it Inert.
You laugh looking at the movements. Enjoying stripping you watching your cock and balls
move as I roll you around getting you naked Strong,
hairy man, but now only a corpse. Getting aroused I flip you on your face and mount
you again Big
bear fucking the corpse, still warm. Your body sliding back and forth as I pound you
balls slapping A
great fuck for the outlaw and for the sheriff. Quickly I shoot another load in your dead ass My ass
full of your cum. Sweaty and panting, I get to my feet roll you on
your back again My
eyes wide open, saliva from my mouth, my body dirty, my cock still hard. I crouch down and grab you; I pull you onto my
shoulder then stand again. My
body limp, like a heavy sack. Head and chest against my hairy back your arms
hanging and bumping my hairy ass, your cock on my shoulder leaking cum You
enjoy it. I would, too, if I were still alive. I carry you to a latrine located away from the
barracks, I drop you in My
body going down. A splash. Shit and piss covering the corpse. "Thanks for the idea" I chuckle as I walk
back across the courtyard naked and smoking II
You
could be in a cell, waiting for your hanging. I am the sheriff. You have
killed two sheriffs. You'll be hanged. "It’s amazing to me how easy you lawdogs are to
kill" I smile sitting in my cell. Your
hands are tied behind your back. You are bare-chested. I look at you.
Tomorrow we'll see how easy is to kill you, son of bitch. "I Suppose we will, but I doubt it." I flex
my chest “Are the hand restraints necessary? I am in a cell after all" "Yes,
they are, bloody bastard. Until you hang from a tree. And it won't be a short
dance." "Aww does that mean you’re not going to snap my
neck" "No,
certainly not. A long agony, a good dance for me, perhaps naked, until you
piss and shit yourself." I laugh. "Naked?" "Bet you will enjoy that
won’t you?" "Yes,
certainly. A big bear like you dancing naked for me. It will be amusing." I nod at the obvious hard cock in your pants
"More than amusing, I would say." I
laugh again. "Yes, certainly. More than amusing. I could fuck you,
also." I laugh again. I stand walking to the bars pressing my cock and
chest against them. "You want a fell lawman?" I
smile, but I know you are a snake. "You are such a son of bitch, Big
Dan... I don't trust you." "As well, you shouldn't" I press against
the bars, nipples and cock squeezing through. I look
at you. My throat dry. My cock so hard. I approach. I can almost touch the
bars, now. And touch you. Thick beard, blue eyes, hairy chest, “Come on you
know you want to." Yes, I
want you, but I know you are dangerous. I grab my gun. "Take care, Big
Dan, I won't shoot your head: I'll shoot your balls!" Smiling "Whatever you say, lawdog" I back
off walk back to my cot, hairy back, tight ass. I open
the cell and I enter, my gun in my hand. I look at your hairy back, sweat on
it. I approach. I undo your belt and I lower your pants. I look at your
hairy, muscular, large, strong ass. "I'll fuck you, Big Dan." Hands tied behind my back. "Now or when I'm
dead?" "Now
and when you are dead. I'll taste your ass before and after seeing you
dancing." I lower my pants. I force you to bend. I look at your asshole.
Not so clean, but I want it. I want it. I lean my head against the wall, my ass flexing.
"Fuck me, lawdog" I
laugh. My dickhead against your asshole, my left hand grabbing your ass (the
gun in my right hand). I push and my cock enters your ass: a violent stroke. I grunt as you penetrate me, tight warm ass. The
feeling is great. The warm and wet flesh, your male smell, your warm, tight
ass around my cock, savagely fucking you. Body moving with your thrusts, your balls slapping
my ass and balls. My
left hand grabbing your cock and feeling it so big, so hot, so strong. Such a
man. "It will be a pleasure to see your last cumming. Then, when you'll
piss and shit yourself, I'll fill your belly of bullets." I laugh. Grunting as you pound my ass. "So you say." I go
on fucking your ass. I squeeze your heavy, big, hairy balls. I grab again
your cock. Moaning as you handle my cock and balls knowing you
are impressed with their size. And
finally I cum into your ass, groaning. Such a feeling! "You are a good
fuck, Big Dan. I'll fuck your corpse later." "Nice to hear, lawdog" Standing straight again, your cum running down my
leg I turn to face you. I look
at your blue eyes. I smile. "Dawn is coming. Time to die, Big Dan." "Well I was hoping to get a chance at your ass,
but I would settle for a last cigar." "My
ass?" I laugh. "You
are mad!" But I look at your big cock. I smile "It seemed only fair" Leaning close, you smell my body , my cock pressing
your crotch I
shake my head. "Fair?" My throat is dry. "Call it a last request" I swing my cock
against yours. I slowly
nod. I turn and I bend against the bars. I know it is madness, but I want to
feel your cock in my ass. I step up behind you; you feel it slip around as I
try to get it in your hole with no hands. I
wait. I want it. I know I want it. With a little work it finally pushes in. I
grunt. It is too big, too hot, but I want it. "Yes, son of bitch, fuck
the sheriff, yes!" I chuckle, then shove it in balls deep: you feel my
balls against your ass. It's a
great feeling. It is painful, but I want this pain. It is great. Great.
"Yeah, son of bitch, yeah!" I start thrusting, banging your ass hard. I
grunt, I moan, I groan, my eyes closed, the pain and the pleasure so strong. Slamming you balls slapping, I start to moan and
grunt. A wave
of pleasure through my body. A frenzy of pleasure and pain. With a growl , I start to shoot into your ass I feel
your cum. A great feeling. I like it. I like your huge cock into my ass. I
like the pain, too. Suddenly with a big thrust I slam my body against
yours slamming your head against the bars, knocking you out. You wake up feeling something around your neck. "What...
What the fuck? You, bloody bastard, motherfucker!" You find yourself laying naked on the cot your hands
tied behind you, a rope around your neck. You see me sitting on a stool,
smoking a cigar, naked balls and cock hanging, your gun in my hand
"Welcome back". "What..."
But I know what you are going to do. "Shit!" But I
know I deserve it. "Got to say you are a good fuck" I blow smoke and stand "You
are a good fuck, too, Big Dan" "Oh I know, you make the third lawdog that I
will have killed with my ass and cock" I nod.
"Good, Big Dan. I deserve it. You can do it as you like." I smile.
I know you'll do it as you like even if I don't agree. "Oh, I always take suggestions, you wanted to
hang me, so that's what we will have, a hanging." I stand, point the gun at you "Stand on that
cot there, boy." I nod. "Ok,
Big Dan" After you get into a standing position I pull on the
rope I tossed over the rafter You feel it tighten. It is
a strange feeling. Fear, but also pleasure. I tie off the rope to the bars, then walk up to you
"Any last requests?" I look
at you. "Yes, Big Dan. After I piss and shit myself, use my body as a target.
My belly, my cock and balls, what you want." I feel ashamed, but it is
senseless to be. I am going to die. "I can do that" I kick the cot away you
start to swing. I feel
the rope tightening around my neck, like hundreds of hot needles. Breathing is
difficult. I begin to move my legs, savagely, while my cock is stiffening.
Sweat running on my hairy chest and belly. I rub my hand up and down your hairy chest watching
your cock get hard. The
feeling of your hand is great, but the pain is increasing and my vision
blurring. My face is turning red, my cock harder and saliva drops from my
mouth. Eyes bulging, I turn you around, my hand on your ass You feel something cold against your ass The
pain is unbearable, I can hardly see, the world disappears in a red fog, but
I am still alive. My cock finally spurts, in a wave of pleasure that is
stronger than the pain, but only for a moment. The
feeling in my ass is strong. Your gun, I know. I push it inside your hole The
pain is stronger. I begin to piss myself, but I am still alive. I pull back the hammer. I
wait. I know what is going to happen. You are the master. I fire a round into your guts through your ass. I
jerk, savagely, the pain in my guts stronger than all. I fire another round watching you swing. I jerk
again; the pain is the only feeling. I pull it out and step back, stroking my cock as you
swing and spin. I take aim and fire another round in your belly
button Blood
and some shit running out from my asshole. I jerk
again. I am dying and my agony seems to be endless. Smoking and stroking, I fire another on in your
right chest. It sends you spinning. Now
the pain is slowly subsiding. Death is grabbing me. I place the gun under your balls. I can
feel, very far away, the hot barrel against my balls. With a smile I fire blowing your balls apart I
jerk, the pain strong, even if I losing my consciousness. Blowing smoke, I place the gun against your chest
"Hope it was everything you wanted." I
don't hear your words, but I feel the gun. I fire the last bullet blowing your heart out your
back. Death
grabs me. The pain disappears. I am a dirty corpse hanging from a noose. I stroke and shoot a load of cum on your feet. Then I go off to find my clothes, leaving you for
your deputies. They'll
find me and they'll bury me.
Good. It could begin so. You came to town to avenge
your friend, who was hanged some weeks ago, but the sheriff captured you. Now
you are in the jail, tied to a bar, your hands handcuffed behind your back,
your feet tied. Fucker
caught me drunk and asleep. Yes. "You shouldn't drink too much,
Richards!" I (the sheriff, now) laugh. Yeah,
but it’s so much fun. I laugh again. Seeing you dancing at the end of a rope
will be fun, too. But before that - I smile - I'll have some fun. Oh and
what will that be? I laugh. "You'll see, later. Now I'll take a
nap." "Deputee, you remain here, to watch
this son of bitch. I'll be back in one hour or two" I look at you
"See you later, shitbag" You
know where to find me. I laugh. "I like dying men who can make a
joke" I leave the room. I sit
on my bunk, waiting. The deputee laughs.
"You don't seem worried, man." Why
worry? It won’t make any difference. What about you? You want to see me hang? "Why worry? Because hanging is not a nice way
of ending, but what the sheriff will do to you, this is far worse." Oh?
What’s he got planned. I don't know what he planned, but i can tell you that he crushed your friend's balls and
fucked his ass before hanging him. He enjoys seeing a man suffering. Hmm
sounds like a rough man. And what do you like Deputy? I smile. I approach. You cannot move, you are not
dangerous. "I like strong men, with a big cock." I laugh.
"They say you have a big cock." We
have a couple of hours before your Boss comes back, we could have fun. I nod. "Yes, man, but don't hope to free
yourself" I light a cigar "Do you want it?" Hell
yeah, a smoke would be grand, what's it going to cost me. I nod. "The sheriff burned your friend's cock,
balls, tits and asshole with a cigar, man!" I put the cigar in your
mouth and I unbuckle your belt. I puff
the cigar, letting him undo my belt. I lower your trousers. "Fuck, man! You DO have
a big cock!" I play with it, caressing it. I
enjoy the smoke and your hands on my cock. I bend and I take your cock in my mouth, licking and
sucking, my hands playing with your balls. I
moan. “Fuck, boy you’re good, suck on your prisoners often?” "Sometimes, but never found one like you."
I go on sucking, my fingers on your asscrack. I blow
smoke, “Well, if you want to do more, son, you will have to join me.” "To join you? What do you mean?" “Well,
the way you’re playing with my ass suggests you might want more than sucking
me off.” I nod. "Of course, man. I would like to taste
your ass and feel your cock in mine, too. But the sheriff will be here soon." “Hell,
he won’t be back for more than an hour. We can get our rocks off in that
time.” I shake my head. "No, man. When he comes down
from his room upstairs and he doesn't find us, he'll summon his men and
follow us. We wouldn't have the time to be out of reach." Well I
was thinking you could join me in here, but escape would be cool too. I
stroke my cock. "I am a damn good fucker." I suck your cock a little more. I look at it, big,
hard. I nod. "Listen, man, if we want to run away, there is only a way." "I
am listening." I rub your head. "You have to kill him." "So, we'll have the time to disappear." "Hell
is that all?" "I can do that, just give me a gun and let me out." "Not a gun, man. They'll hear you. A knife." I
smile around the cigar. "Fuck, yeah." I nod. I stand. I take your cigar. I kiss you. I put
back the cigar. "Tomorrow morning we'll be far away." I free your
feet, then your hands. I give you a knife. I take
it smiling at you then tighten my belt. Open
the door. "He sleeps on the first floor." I walk
out towards the stairs. Look
at you and wink. I nod. In the room upstairs the sheriff (me) is sleeping.
You can hear him snoring. I
quietly open the door. I am naked on the bed. Big man, big belly, big cock
and belly, furry, snoring, deep in my sleep. Look
at you thinking. Fuck! I
could kill you quick in your sleep, but what fun would that be? My cock is stiffening. I am dreaming of my prisoner
tortured in the cell and then hanged. Mmm. I watch it get hard, I strip down. Fuck, this will
be good. I grunt in my sleep, my cock hard, now. Naked,
I stand over you smoking. I sniff something. I slowly open my eyes. At the
light of the lantern, I see you. "What...
what the fuck?! Shit!" I
place the knife at your throat. “Don't make any sound or you die.” I laugh. "Shit, Richards. I am not stupid. I know
I'll die. You are going to kill me, even if I beg you and eat your shit!" “Oh,
you don't have to beg to eat my shit.” I shake my head. "I know. And I won't do it.
Kill me and end this game, Richards. But how... did you kill my deputee?" I roll
you on your belly. "You really want to know?” "Before dying, yes" I get
behind you pushing my cock in your ass. "Well, like you he enjoys
prisoners." I grunt, feeling your huge cock entering my ass.
"Shit! So you managed to kill him while you were fucking him, as you'll
do with me." "That's
about the way of it." I start pumping "Did you ever enjoy that ass?" "My deputy's? Yes. He is a real whore. He likes
it and he is never satisfied." I grunt, the pain my ass increasing.
"Shit, man, you are a bull! I thought I would fuck you, but... it seems
to go other way!" "Yes
it is.” I pound your ass hard. I grunt. Pain and pleasure mixing. Not a bad way of
ending. I grunt again, my cock so hard, now. "Will you cut my throat,
man? Or will it be slower?" Grunting
as I thrust. "It will be slow as you would have done to me." I stab
your side. I almost scream in pain. "Shit!" Blood
running from the wound. "Shit!" I
grunt and fill your ass. I feel your spunk running in my bowels. "Finish
me off!" I pull
out and roll you on your back stabbing into your belly. I almost scream, pain so strong, but my cock still
hard. I grab
your balls. "No, no!" Look
you in the eyes. "Man, please!" I
crush them in my hand. I scream, tears in my eyes. "Shit!" My
cock is not hard anymore. "Finish me off, please, man!" I take
the knife, pull it out of your belly. I gasp in pain. "Shit!" Grabbing
your cock and balls, I pull them and slice. I scream, waves of pain on me. Tears in my eyes.
"No...no... kill me, please..." "You’re
making to damn much noise." I stuff your balls and cock in your mouth. I can taste my blood, my balls and cock suffocating
me. I move my arms, but I have no force. “Now
you can die.” I shove the blade in your chest. I feel the pain, the world vanishes. You hear a
voice behind you. "Well done, Richards!" I stand near the door, a
gun in my hand. I
stand turning to face you. "He deserved that, after killing my friend.
Now we can go somewhere and fuck." I laugh. "Sorry, Richards, but the sheriff was
your last fuck. I'll taste your big cock after you are dead". "What?!
But we had a deal." I puff my gar looking around, cock still hard,
sweaty hairy bear. "I needed you to kill the sheriff. Now I'll
kill you, to avenge him and I'll be the new sheriff." I laugh again.
"Thanks for cooperating, Richards." "Power
grab. I should have seen it.” I nod. “You are a great stallion, Richards, I saw
you fucking the sheriff. But you are too dangerous. I’ll feel your cock in my
ass when you are dead!” I fire, a bullet in your belly. “Gaaah.” I grab my belly and stagger back "You,
little fucker." I smile. I fire again, your chest, right side. “Uuungh.” I stagger against the bed and sit on it next to
the sheriff. "I bet you got a tiny cock” I spit blood at you. I laugh. "Certainly not like yours or the sheriff's,
but I can manage!" I fire again, chest, right lung. “Gaah.” I cough as you rip my lung apart, look at you hate
in my eyes, bloody lips. I approach. I push you on your back. Your cock is
still hard. I sit on it. Then I move a little and I grab it. I slowly impale
myself on your cock. "Great! It's a pity that you are dying,
Richards!" I laugh and I begin to move my ass up and down. Laying
against the body of the sheriff, blood running from my chest, hard cock
rubbing your belly. "Ready to die, Richards?" I press the
barrel of the gun against your chest. I smile. “Do
it, you fucker, kill a real man.” I nod. I press the trigger. A bullet through your
heart. Eyes
wide as my heart is destroyed, I arch against the sheriff cock, shooting in
your ass before I go limp, darkness claiming me. I slowly stand. I look at your beautiful body. I
clean your cock, licking and sucking it, Tasting every
drop of your spunk. Milking
it for all you can. Smelling
my man scent. Then I turn you. I lick your asscrack,
tasting it. My tongue deep in your asshole. Deep,
hairy and dirty, strong smell. I like it. I go on licking your body, your armpits,
your chest, your balls. Then I stand. I smile. Two
hairy bears dead on the bed. I dress, smiling. I'll tell that you killed the sheriff
and fucked him. I arrived too late, but I killed you. I'll be the new sheriff. Enjoy
your victory, an outlaw will get you soon enough. Probably... Did
you enjoy it? Yes,
the thought of two bears laying on top of each other is hot. Yes. I like the ideas of the two corpses dragged
away and let to the vultures or thrown in a sewer, but here we'll be buried. After
the undertaker finishes with us. Yes. Perhaps he'll enjoy your cock and my ass, too.
Or your ass and mine. Not my cock, I am afraid. ;-) No that
won’t happen, will it? Bad boy!
I know
you are looking for me and I am very careful. Hidden behind a rock I look at
you riding in the valley. Following your trail, smoking a cigar, I feel like I
am being watched. I smile.
I want to kill you. You are such a man! I like big men, real males like you.
It's always a pleasure to kill them. And to fuck them. I bring the horse to a stop at a small creek and let
him drink. I get off stretching and looking around. I
slowly move, approaching. I am going to kill you! My cock stiffens. Killing
is always a pleasure. You watch my big broad back and ass as I walk, your
cock hard pressing against your pants painfully. Fuck!
I'll kill this man, then I'll fuck him. I look at the smoke of your cigar and
I smile. I'll smoke your cigar and I'll fuck your ass. You move to get a better shot and adjust your cock,
you step on a twig {Snap}. I spring drawing my gun and firing Bam Bam. I
jump, avoiding the bullets. I fire too, while I hide behind a rock. Shit! You hear me grunt in pain, followed by a thud. I
smile. I move cautiously, approaching, but remaining behind the rocks. You see my boots sticking out from behind a boulder. Fuck!
I hit you! Great! I move slowly, my gun in my hand, aiming at the place where
I think you are. As you approach the boulder looking at where my
boots are, I roll around from the other end of the boulder onto one knee and
fire two rounds into your gut. Shit!
I feel the pain, strong. I drop my gun. My hands on my belly. I stagger. I
fall on my knees. Shit! I walk over quickly grabbing your gun, looking down
on you as you hold your guts , you can smell the cigar smoke and sweat on me. I look
at you. I know I am a dead man. My killer is in front of me. A real male. A
strong, big man. He has a hardon. He likes killing too. I am doomed. I can
smell his odors. A man's odors. Puff my cigar, I use my foot to push you over on
your back. Shit!
I look at you, standing over me. I am going to die, I have hell in my guts,
but I am hard. You are such a man! "Kill
me, sheriff! I don't want to be hanged!" Oh, don't worry about that, I have killed you
already, you won’t survive, but how long you suffer is yet to be seen. I push
on your cock with my foot I
grunt. It is painful, but I like the pressure of your foot on my crotch.
"Shit, sheriff! What the fuck do you want? You had me!" You have murdered and fucked a lot of men, Brian,
seems only fair you get the same treatment. I
shudder. But I know that, deeply, I want it. I want this big male to fuck me.
He is my killer, he won me, he can have me. "Shit! You are a bloody
bastard!" “Yeah, but I do my killing legal like”, I pull my
bowie knife off my belt and kneel next to you. I
shudder. "What the fuck are you doing, sheriff?" But your smell is
even stronger, now. It is intoxicating. “Can’t fuck you with clothing on.” I pull up on your
pants and use the knife to cut them off. I look
at you, suddenly silent. You are going to fuck me. I know I want it, I want
to feel my killer's cock into my ass. But I say: "You, dirty
motherfucker!" I blow smoke in your face and smile as your pants
come off. I
cough. "Shit! Shit!" I look at your big body. The pain in my belly
is strong, but my cock is hard. I look at it , seems your enjoying this some yourself.
I cut your shirt off exposing your hairy body and bloody belly I
grunt. I don't say a word. I cannot hide my hardon and the feeling of your
knife touching my skin is too strong. I accept my fate, I want it, now. Standing, I strip off my own clothes exposing a big
bear body and cock. "Fuck!"
I look at your big hairy body, at your huge hard cock, at your heavy-hanging
balls. Such a man! "I hate you, sheriff!. I hope they'll kill you
soon!"" I laugh. “Someday, maybe”, I get between your legs. I look
at your cock. My mouth is dry. "You... you..." My cock so hard, now. I pull your legs up on my big shoulders, still
smoking, I push my cock in your hole. "Aaaaaaaaargh" The pain is so strong! But the
pleasure, too. I pant, I groan, I grunt. "Son of bitch!" But I want
this pain. I push in balls deep "You want fucked, you
murdering bastard.” I
slowly nod. Yes, it is what I want. I want my killer to fuck me. I want this
huge cock ravaging my ass, I want to feel my killer's force. You grab my
balls. I grunt. I start pounding your ass hard, balls slapping, as I
grab your balls, squeezing them in my paw. I
almost scream. The pain in my ass and the pain in my balls are too much, but
I want them. I yield completely. You are the man, the bull fucking his whore. Puffing clouds of cigar smoke, I take the hot cigar
and touch your nipple. I
scream in pain, but my cock is even harder. "Fuck, bastard. You...
you... shitbag". The odor of the burned flesh
mixing with the odor of your sweat, of your cigar. The hell in my belly, in
my balls, in my ass. "Shit!" Your writhing in pain grips my cock, making me enjoy
it more. I put the cigar back in my mouth and pick my knife back up, looking
at it as I fuck. I look
at the knife in your hand. I tense. Pleasure and pain mixing in my body, both
too strong to endure. Sweating with the exercise, I place the bowie tip in
your navel. I look
at the point of the blade pressing against my navel. I shake my head, I am
afraid now. But I know I am going to die. I push it in slow. I feel
the pain increasing. "You, bloody bastard, you shitbag...
you...Shit! Shit" Pain increasing in my belly, in my ass, in my balls. My pecs flex as I shove the knife in to the hilt,
burying it in your belly as I fuck faster. I
scream in pain. I almost faint. "Shit! You... you... bull..." I
almost smile, surrendering completely to my murderer, yielding to his lust. I
am going to die and I am going to cum. Grunting as I feel my climax building. “Alright,
Brian, its time, you ready?” I
slowly nod. Pain and pleasure mixing. "You are a real bull, sheriff. And
a son of bitch..." You got that right, I squeeze your balls, crushing
them, as I pull the knife and shove it in your chest. I
scream in pain and pleasure, the pain in my balls and in my chest becoming stronger,
while I cum for the last time. I feel your cum on my belly and hand, I moan and
start to fill your ass. You
suddenly hear someone laughing behind you. "A sheriff shouldn't fuck an
outlaw. But this time is OK, since it is your last fucking!" I pull out of you trying to grab the knife in your
chest and throw it as I turn. But I
move and I fire before you can throw the knife. A bullet enters your chest,
right side. “Uuugh!” I grunt still on
my knees next to my kill, looking at the man who shot me. A big
man, tall and strong. He smiles. "You like killing while you fuck. I
prefer to fuck a dead prey." He smiles again. "And you are my prey,
now". “Shit!” I charge at him throwing dirt. He
fires twice. One bullet in your upper belly, one in your lower belly. Grunting with the impacts I stagger to a stop in
front of him, puffing my last cigar, blood running down my belly to my hard
cock. "Time
to die, sheriff Dan. I'll fuck your corpse, then I'll let you to rot with
Brian: food for the vultures." I watch him aim. I take a deep breath of smoke, my
cock twitching. He
smiles and he fires. A single bullet into your heart. I grunt , eyes wide as I feel it, I sink to my knees
my cock shoots for the last time, and with a shudder I fall over on my kill. He
smiles. He puts away his gun. He slowly strips. His cock is hard. He looks at
your corpse, at your big hairy ass. He smiles again. My last lungful of smoke seeping out, eyes staring,
cock still hard. He
moves your body, so he can fuck your ass. He puts his hands on your
ass-cheeks. He grabs your cigar and he smokes it. Then he slowly push his
cock against your asshole, forcing it. Belly jiggling, cock bobbing, as you roll me over
belly to belly on my kill, my ass tight but unresisting. It's
such a pleasure feeling your tight asshole yielding, the flesh strong around
my cock. I grunt in pleasure, while I slowly go on fucking you. Body moving as you fuck big hairy back with a exit
wound over my heart. I put a
finger in the wound, laughing. I go on fucking, for a long time, until the
pleasure explodes. I fill your ass with my hot load. Cum running out as you finish. I
slowly stand. I look at the two corpses. I laugh. I begin to dress, but
before leaving the place, I piss on your body, piss running on your back and
ass. The two bodies release their piss as well, a puddle
of blood and piss will attract scavengers. I
mount on my horse and I slowly ride away, fully satisfied. Two stud bears now meat. Hot scene. The
vultures will be satisfied, too.
B: You are an outlaw and the sheriff arrested you
with your two young brothers (they are boys and they are innocent). B: "Well, Schnabel, I am going to hang you and
your brothers tomorrow:" S: I
look to you. S: “Can
I have a cigarette, Sheriff?” S:
“Can't deny a dying man, can you...” B: The sheriff laughs. B: "Listen, Schnabel, I could save your
brothers, if you cooperate." S:
“You want the truth, do ya?” B: "Which is the truth?" S:
“You know they didn't do this. You just want me to fess up.” B: "I am not interested in your brothers. I can
hang them or not hang them." B: "But if you want me to spare them, you have
to cooperate." S:
“What do I need to do?” B: "I know Brian Blacks is your friend. He is somewhere
in the Green Hills. You go there and bring him to me." S:
“Double cross my friend?” B: "You can say so. If you bring me alive, I'll
let your brothers and you to go free. If you bring him dead, I'll hang you,
but I'll spare your brothers." B: You know I am a son of bitch and that I like to
abuse the prisoners. S:
“Okay, I do it.” B: "Good, you are a clever man." B: "But, before you go to look for him, you
have to pay a little price..." I laugh. S: “I
just don't want your mitts on my brothers” S: I look
at you “What's that...” B: "Your brothers don't interest me." I
approach (Your hands are tied behind your back). B: I unbuckle your belt. B: I lower your pants. S: I
squirm. B: I punch your belly. You double in pain. I push you
on the table, forcing you with your chest on it. S: I
tug on my restraints, straining. B: You can feel my big cock against your hole. S:
“Awgh!!” I hit the table S: My
asshole clenches hard. “No!!!” B: I push my cock in your ass. I begin to rape you. S: I
grit my teeth, the pain intense but nice, warm. FUCK!! B: I go on fucking your ass. You feel my big cock
forcing his way in your ass. I laugh. S: I
grunt, bucking my strong ass against each thrust. S: I
grow hard against my will, taking each cock “UGHHHHH!! Fuck you!!!” B: I laugh again. "I am fucking you,
Schnabel!" I go on fucking you for a long time, until I grunt and I cum
into your ass. S: I
feel filthy and used, feeling hot cum in my ass. S: I
lay on table, my hairy ass messy with your cum. B: I laugh. I stand. I free your hands. I look at my
cock. "Fuck! Clean my cock, you, pig!" S: I
sink to my knees, look up at you and slide my tongue up your slimy shaft. B: I smile. "Good, you are good at this." S: I take
your cock in my hand then suck the semen from your balls, taking them in my
mouth and slurping loudly. B: I shake my head. "You are a pig!" I
laugh again. I move back, forcing you to stop. "You cleaned it, now it's
time to look for Brian. Remember: alive, you'll be free with your brothers;
dead, I'll free your brothers and hang you." S: I
pull up my pants. B: I look at you. "There is a horse outside,
Schnabel." S: I
steal the cigarettes off your desk as I leave.... mounting the horse. B: I watch you leaving towards the hills. S: I
ride along a creek, galloping towards Brian's hangout. B: I (Brian) am washing in a secret pool nobody
knows. S:
(That's where I find you, yes?) B: (Yes, you know the place) S: I
come around the bend, finding you washing your glorious muscular body. S: I
dismount and walk to you, suppressing another raging hard on. B: “Dickie! Fuck! Happy to see you! I thought that
bastard of the sheriff captured you." S:
“Brian” I tip my hat to you. S:
“Yeah, it got pretty dicey in that last holdup.” B: I nod. "Strip and join me, Dickie!" S: I
smile, undoing my belt. S: I
take off my clothes, watching you and enter the water. B: I look at you, smiling. S: I
dunk under the water. B: I like your body. I watch you and then I begin to
swim towards you. S: I
surface, pulling water out of my eyes. S: “He
wants you, man.” B: "Me? Of course. He wants to hang me. To
rape, castrate and hang me. And let my corpse to the vultures or throw it in
a latrine. He says so." S: “He
says....he will let my brothers go if I bring you to him ...” I say close to
you. B: "What the fuck... Shit! You mean..." S: I
reach up to your shoulders and kiss you hard in the water. B: I kiss you back, my hands caressing your body,
reaching your ass, grabbing it. S: My cock
springs high against your body. I kiss you harder, pinching a nipple. B: I grunt. I push you towards the shore. My cock is
hard. "You are a great male, Dickie." S:
"You are a magnificent stud, Brian...and a helluva
bank robber...fuck me." B: I nod. I push you on the grass. I bent on you.
You can feel my tongue on your ass crack. My fingers caress your back. S: I
grab my cock, whimpering with lust. S:
“Yesss yess yess...oh FUCK yes Brian...” B: I go on licking, then I push my cock against your
hole and then slowly inside. S:
“OHHHHHH” I moan in pain and pleasure, no man has ever pleased me like you. S: I
swivel my hips for your bull cock, my muscles tensing underneath you. B: It's great. "You are a great fuck,
Dickie!" I go on ploughing your ass with my big cock. B: I grunt, I moan. S:
“You're such a fucking bull...shit!” I thrust in the air, you know I will cum
from your fuck without my hands. S: I
grunt louder, arching my back for you. B: I go on fucking. I caress your nuts, I gently
squeeze them. And finally I cum into your ass. S: “Arrrrtghhhh” I feel your hot surge in my guts mmmmmm....”Yeah, fuck, yeah!” B: You cum too, and we lay on the grass, exhausted
and fully satisfied. S: I
cum from being fucked in the ass like a pure muscle slut. S: I
look at you, your cock resting on your upper thigh. B: On the grass, I caress your neck, I kiss it. My
hands caress your body. S: Mmmm. I arch my back, loving your touch. B: I like caressing your strong body. I kiss your
cock, gently licking it. My hands play with your nuts. S: I
spread my thighs, watching you and cupping your ass, squeezing each cheek. S: “Mmm... your tongue feels amazing.” B: Then I lay on the grass, near your strong body. I
look at you. B: "What do you think to do about your brothers,
Dickie?" S:
"I think we need to kill the sheriff...or die trying Brian." B: I shake my head. "No, Dickie. If we attack
him, he'll kill your brothers, this is sure. He has many deputies." S:
“What do we do?” S: “I
don't want to turn you in...” B: "If you don't do what he told you, your
brothers will be hanged." S:
"You will come back with me?" B: I grunt. S:
“He'll kill me too.” B: "No, Dickie. The sheriff would torture,
rape, and castrate me." B: I look at you and I add: B: "You can kill me and give him my body." S: I
nod. B: "So you'll be free." S: “He
will set them free and hang me for your dead body.” B: I look at you. B: "I understand." S: I
look at you. S: I
look at your cock. B: I look at your strong body. B: I turn on my belly. B: "Rape me like an animal and strangle me
while you are cumming in my ass." S:
“Brian....I ...” I grow angry at what I must do...but kneel behind you,
flogging my own hard cock. B: I wait. I know that the sheriff will hang you,
but I don't want to be alive in his hands. Not alive. Being strangled by you
while you fuck me is a good way of ending. S: I
imagine myself a bull, needing to dominate you with pain giving myself
pleasure I need to fuck you, rape your tight ass...the thought drives me
insane yes, yes, I want to feel life orgasm from you... B: I wait. I know it will be painful. I turn my head
and I look at your big hands. Big strong hands, good hands for strangling a
man. S: I
smack my cock against your ass then mount you greedily, pushing my hard
length in your tight hole, hot and fucking tight with muscle...ohhhh it hugs me as I drive in, yessss. B: I grunt in pain. "Shit!" But I know I
want it, to feel your big cock ravaging my innards before your hands kill me. S: I pant
and squirm inside you, pounding as I rape you...my hands encircle your
muscular neck. B: Pain in my ass, increasing with every push. I
feel your hands on my neck. I grunt. "Do it, Dickie. You are the man." S: I
begin squeezing your neck, riding and fucking you, only concerned about
pleasure as it builds, I squeeze harder, and my fingers push into your throat
crushing your windpipe as I fuck harder losing myself in you. B: I feel you aren't my friend and lover anymore,
but just a beast craving for pleasure and death. I feel the pain in my neck.
I cannot breathe anymore. Hell in my ass, hell in my lungs, hell in my neck.
A savage bull killing me. S: I
grit my teeth, the urge to cum swelling in my balls I strangle you, feeling
you thrash and roll underneath me, exciting my cock even more. “Mmnnnnnnnn oh I'm gonna cum....shiiiiiiiiiiit.” B: The world is fading, in an ocean of pain. I feel
crushed by your force. The world becomes dark. I cum, too, my last load. S: I
shoot and shoot and shoot, still thrusting in the warm clench of your ass. B: Your hands still pressing my neck, in a frenzy of
pleasure and hate. S: I
collapse on your back. S: I
look up and roll your body over looking at you, checking for a pulse. B: Someway you would like to make me suffer again. S: I
lick the cum still dribbling from your cock head, sucking the last feral
drops. B: It's a new feeling for you. B: Killing me let free the beast in you. S: I
straddle your prone body, caressing it, looking in your eyes. B: You are confused. Strange feelings in you. S: I
stand. I begin to aim my cock at your face...the mouth open. B: The flow of piss fills my mouth. My body seems to
move a little. S: I
moan.... watching you... pissing in your mouth, emptying my head falls back,
abdomen heaving with lust. B: You feel strong. You are the male. You fucked me.
You killed me. I am just a corpse. You think that I wasn't strong enough and
I deserved to be fucked and killed. S: I
pick up your body, heaving you. S: I
carry you onto my horse and fling your corpse over my horse, then get
dressed. I rub your bald head still slightly warm as I mount behind you, and
ride into the town again. B: My body naked, my ass exposed, people laughing
when they see it in town. B: The sheriff looks at you. "Dead! Shit!"
But he frees your brothers. S: I
look at the sheriff and blow cigarette smoke in his face “A deal's a deal...” B: He nods. His deputies grab you. They tie your
hands behind your back. They drag you to the gallows. People are arriving, to
see the hanging. S: I get
tied up at the gallows, looking at the crowd, looking up at the sky. S: I'm
spent from our sex, almost without any will at all as the rope attaches
around my neck. B: You can feel the rope that will kill you. The
sheriff is smiling. He nods and his deputy moves a lever. The platform drops. S: I
fall through, the noose snapping my neck at once I sway in the momentum. B: A quick end. You were lucky. B: The crowd cheers. The undertaker takes your body.
He puts it near mine, on a table. The sheriff will amuse himself with both,
before they leave us to the vultures. S: My
corpse's fingers just touch yours, staring vacantly towards you.
F: Good afternoon. sheriff P: hey
cowboy P: so
the idea is ok? F: Wonderful! P:
Phil will make a fantastic deputy P:
trigger happy killer F: Philip is in the saloon and the sheriff in his
office. P: I
am in the jail house P:
Boots up on desk P:
drunken guy in cell P: I
wear a check shirt P:
tight on me P: hair
spilling from the neck P: BIG
moustache P: hat P:
guns slung really low over my cock P:
bottle of whiskey on the desk F: I am in the saloon. Pair of old, worn brown jeans F: large belt F: holster with two guns F: brown shirt F: too tight for me, as always P:
hell yes F: Black hair F: Black and grey beard F: moustache F: strong arms P:
You're a man mountain F: Yes. P: u
have just broken a fight up P:
material on your chest curls deep under your muscle pecs P: You
are brutally handsome F: Yes F: On the floor there is a man P: men
are scared of u.... F: I knocked him F: He wanted to go on with the fist fight F: So he tasted my fist. P:
right in his face P: his
nose running red now F: And he cannot rise himself. P: u
grin F: Men look down P: men
step back F: Nobody screaming, now. F: NOW, YOU STOP WITH THIS SHIT, BOYS. P:
fuck this is what the sheriff loves about his deputy F: DO YOU UNDERSTAND? P:
they all stare at you and the guns at your hips P:
your cock bulging in button flys P: You
are one huge fucking man F: BE QUIET. I DON'T WANT TO BE BACK HERE AGAIN. P:
they watch you turn F: They nod, uneasy P: guy
on floor holding his face P:
blood up the wooden wall F: some blood on my fingers, too. F: on the knuckles. P:
when you move every muscle moves too F: They look at me, speechless. P:
shirt buttons pulling F: Men prefer to look away. F: Afraid. P:
sheriff is so proud of you but worried that again you will get yourself
gunned down F: I am not afraid. P: I
hear you coming towards the jail house P:
your boots P:
heavy F: I enter the room. F: I see you sitting on your chair. P:
MASSIVE F: I grin P: all
ok over there? I ask P:
looking you over P: my
shirt open a bit F: You, lazy man: I work and you stay here resting! P:
whiskey glass in my hand F: I grin again. F: Drinking and smoking. P:
they like seeing you Phillip F: Shame. P: I
grin, fat cigar stub in my lips F: I approach. F: I put my hands on the desk. P:
huge hands F: You can see the blood on the knuckles. P:
what the fuck happened? F: Nothing. P: I
pour you a slug of whiskey P:
hand you my cigar stub F: Jeremiah Goldstone was... F: not so ready to cooperate. F: I laugh. P:
fuck! He’s a useless trouble maker F: But finally he agreed. P: one
day you will shoot that bastard eh??? P: I grab
your belt P:
feel the thick leather F: A lightening in my eyes. F: I grin. P:
this fucking man is huge P: and
he’s mine F: Yes, sheriff, I'll shoot him. F: Your man will shoot him. P: You
take the cigar stub P: and
the whiskey P: I
run my hand over your abs thru the shirt P:
solid and rock hard P: you
need to be careful and watch your back, Phil F: Careful? What's the problem? P:
feeling your abs F: Nobody dares to defy me here. P: I
reach up and pop 2 buttons of your shirt undone P:
hair spills out F: I smile. F: I have to be careful because the sheriff is horny? F: I laugh P: ahahahah! You remember old man Bronson???? F: I have to watch my back, because... P: 4
months ago F: I stop, suddenly. F: I don't smile anymore. P: you
shot him to pieces in the street F: I nod, silently. P:
well...word has it his boys are headed this way to the town F: I nod again. No word. P:
seems they aren’t too pleased you put 12 in poppa! P: and
I think they want to put 12 in you, you big fucker F: Yes, they are right, I think. F: They can do it. P: so
what do we do big guy? P: you
can see I am HARD F: "WE" F: We don't do anything. P: I
am not leaving you to deal with this F: FUCK! F: It is my problem. F: Not yours. P: you
can’t fight 6 of them Phil, you damn fool P: and
I plan to talk to them..... F: You cannot fight them because I lose control. P: to
reason with them...before you start killing them ok???? F: No, boss. You stay here. F: This is MY problem. P: fuck
you ...no way....if those boys ride in LEAVE IT TO ME TO TALK TO THEM FIRST P: I
reach up as you lean over me P: and
feel your face P:
your beard F: NO, SHERIFF F: I turn and go to the window P: I
watch you F: THIS IS MY PROBLEM P: I
have to adjust my cock F: and I can cope with it. P:
your chest exposed a little P:
listen deputy...u maybe a fast draw but against 6 of them....no way F: No way OK Better so. F: Time to stop... P: I
know one day I will see you cut down F: Better so. P: I get
up walk to you P: no
way am I leaving you Deputy P: we
are in this together F: SHIT F: I am raging, now. F: I take my gun out F: I press it against your belly F: LISTEN, SHERIFF F: LISTEN P: I
feel the steel P: I
look down P:
then up at your face F: IT IS MY PROBLEM, NOT YOURS. DO YOU UNDERSTAND? F: Sooner or later, it will happen. P: you
big fucker F: You didn't kill old man Bronson F: I killed him F: Do you want to know why? P: you
will have to kill me...if you think I will just watch you torn apart by Bronsons’ bullets????? P:
WHY????? P:
TELL ME...u idiot! F: I look at you F: breathing hardly F: DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW IT? P: I
reach and feel your massive neck.... P:
tell me.....deputy F: Because that man, that thief F: trouble maker F: son of bitch F: that fucker... F: he was... F: so strong, so massive, a man, a real man... F: and when I saw him in the dirt F: I couldn't avoid it F: I couldn't F: I had to do it... P:
your bullets raped him is that what you are saying??? F: Something like this. F: I wanted to fill his belly and chest of bullets. F: I was horny F: steel-hard F: while I filled his chest and belly F: I exploded his cock and balls P: you
fucking idiot......and now you have 6 of the toughest men after your fucking
dead body F: Yes, I am a fucking idiot. P: and
you expect me to stand by and watch you shot down???? F: So THIS IS NOT YOUR PROBLEM. P:
watch your body ripped up? P: I
feel your shoulders F: Sooner or later it will happen. F: Fuck! Sheriff! F: You don't understand. P:
then I slowly open your shirt F: I raise the gun. P:
down to your belt F: It's aiming at your head, now. P: I
feel your guts P: so
solid P:
then hands slide up over massive hard pec beef F: SHERIFF, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW? P: no
way are those bastards taking you from me F: DO YOU WANT TO KNOW? P:
tell me..... P: I
squeeze your chest P: you
push into me F: That man, old Bronson... P: big
fucking moose of a man F: he wasn't the first, sheriff... P: you
don’t that lust killing before? F: Yes, many times. F: I came here to escape hanging P:
SHITTTTTTTTTTTT F: I thought I could avoid it. P:
this is a fucking mess F: But it's stronger than me, sheriff P: you
gotta control it deputy F: Sheriff, I want the Bronson guys killing me. P: I
can’t lose you now P: NO
WAY F: It will be good. P: I
pull my gun fast P: jam
it in your balls P:
push it in deep F: And it's THE ONLY WAY TO STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! P: NO
WAY F: STOP IT P: you
HEAR ME P:
THIS IS OUR FIGHT! F: No, boss, this is senseless. F: If we survive, I'll do it again P:
after this is over we will get the fuck out of here F: and again F: A real man in front of me F: and lust F: lust of killing F: Killing F: filling his body of bullets P: I
reach down....slow F: Do you understand, sheriff? P:
unbutton your fly P: I
understand P:
sweat runs down your body P: I
slide a hand in P: and
lift out your massive cock and huge balls P:
feeling the weight P:
cock huge P:
dripping P: I
lower the steel gun P: big
barrel P: and
push it into your balls P: HARD P: ANY P:
MORE TALK OF GOING IT ALONE P: I
WILL BLOW YOUR FUKKING BALLS OFF OK???? F: I look at you F: A sudden thought in my brain P:
pushing gun in deeper F: I smile F: I nod F: Yes, sheriff F: It's better so P: I
slide the gun away F: if you do it. P: you
want me to kill you???? F: Yes, boss, it's the only way to stop me. P: Not
a chance F: And it's better if you do it, F: I love you, sheriff F: I admire you F: You are a real man P: I
look at you F: Not these pissing Bronson boys P: then
if we do it has to be seen as a fight...a fast draw...u understand? P: you
understand....in the street F: No, boss. P: you
and me F: I want you to fill my belly and cock of bullets F: to explode my cock and balls F: We go away P:
then we ride out of town.... P: yes P: the
desert F: far from the town, yes. F: You kill me P: you
will disappear F: You let me there P: I
move close F: for the vultures. P: my
arms round you P: I
will do it F: I kiss you P: for
you, my man F: Thanks, sheriff. P: we
kiss deep P: hard F: I take you in my arms. P:
holding each other close P: we
have to go now P: two
horses....I meet you at devils rock F: OK, sheriff. F: Thanks. F: I kiss you F: I go out P: I
don’t like this, deputy F: I jump on my horse P: I
watch you up on horse P:
ride fast P: I
walk out and climb on mine P: my
cock solid P: wet F: and I run to the Devil’s rock. P: I
am there F: I arrive at the rock. P: no
shirt P:
hairy P: big P:
cigar F: I take my shirt off. P:
looking wild F: I smile. P:
you’re MASSIVE F: Do you want me naked, sheriff? P:
strip, deputy F: I grin. P: and
wear your guns F: I nod F: I slowly lower my pants. F: Take out my boots F: Completely naked. P: I
watch P: my
cock so hard I walk over P:
feel your body F: I take the holster. P:
your chest P: abs P:
watch you strap it on P: I
tighten it for you P:
then feel your balls F: I smile. P:
HEAVY F: I am calm, now P:
massive cock F: but horny F: very horny P: I
kiss you P: deep F: Sheriff, F: you are the best man in the world P: yes
deputy F: I am sorry for this P: and
I am killing the bravest F: but I think you can enjoy it... P: I
unzip my dick P: get
my cock out deputy! F: Yes, sheriff. F: I take it in my hand F: I caress it F: and I get it out. F: I like your cock, sheriff. P:
it’s huge P: wet F: You'll cum on me or in me... P: precum runs down it F: true, sheriff? P: yes P:
it’s all for you F: Good, sheriff F: Best cock in the world F: best man in the world P: die
like the man you are, Deputy P: I
walk away P: you
are standing in front of a rock P:
legs wide F: Sheriff... P: yes? F: I remain silent P: I
stand hands on guns F: Go, sheriff, you can begin... P:
legs wide cock out F: I smile P: I
pull the guns out F: You are such a man... P:
chew my cigar P: aim
at your shoulder P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW F: I grind my teeth F: I grunt F: Pain P: in
slow motion F: But I can stand P: red
spurts up P: two
in right shoulder F: Blood running F: I look at the wounds. F: I smile P: big
man’s head goes back P: red
down arm P: my
guns smoke F: GOOD, sheriff... P:
KAPOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW P:
Guts ripped F: ARRRGGGHHH F: This time the pain is strong P: I
walk over slowly P:
guns in fist F: fire burning in my guts P:
Kiss me F: blood running on my belly, cock and nuts. P:
kiss the man that shot you F: I smile P:
drips F: and I kiss you. P:
smokes P: I
shove a gun IN your gut wound P: as
we kiss F: The pain is shocking. F: Great, sheriff P:
pull it out P: I lick
the hot barrel P:
walk away P: turn P: aim P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW P:
right chest F: ARGH! P: you
fall back over the rock F: Pain is stunning P:
balls and cock up in air F: My
head against the rock P:
chest spewing RED up in air P: I
walk over slow F: I manage to stand, but the world is turning
around me P: jam
the gun in your balls F: Sheriff.... F: Good, sheriff P:
push hot steel in deep F: Good, P:
KISS ME F: you are the man, sheriff F: I kiss you, passionately P: red
spitting up over my face from your chest P: I
lift up your shot pec P: and
kiss the bloody wound P:
walk away P: red
on my moustache P:
blood all over me F: I look at you. P: I
aim F: Great, sheriff P:
lower P:
lower P:
lower P: slow P: close
up on gun P:
then your balls F: I understand F: I tense P: the
gun fires P:
KAPOWWWWWWWWWWW P:
bullet leaves barrel F: ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH P: and
SLAMS P: INTO P:
you’re BALLS P: red
EXPLODES F: This time the pain is too strong. P: UP
AND OUT P: you
fall back F: I stagger F: I bellow F: like a wounded bull P:
grabbing your huge balls P: I
walk over F: what remains of them P: my
cock jerking hard P: I
slam my dick in the open wounded balls P: balls in
too F: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH P: lay
over you P:
fuck you like a wild animal P:
kissing your shot chest F: The pain is increasing. F: Hell P:
fucking so HARD P:
till I explode F: Fire of hell in my guts and balls P:
YESSSSSSSSS P:
exploding inside your balls P:
lines and lines P: of
cum F: I am stunned F: The pain is too strong P: I
carry on fucking your body F: here P:
pumping so hard P:
grabbing your wounds F: I almost faint P: we
fall to the dust P: me
on top of you P: I
then rise up F: Sheriff, my man... P:
over you P: you
die well P: my
cock drips on your open guts P: I
reload P:
slowly P:
chewing my cigar P:
FEEL ME P:
FEEL MY BALLS F: I caress them. F: You are the man… P:
slimy with your blood P: two
guns P:
aimed P: at
you P:
Goodbye my man P: I
love you P: aim P: BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM P: you
jerk up and down P: red
chunks fly P: you
lay still smoke rises from your massive body P: eyes wide open VII
In the right mood for a scene? yes I
am Good. Where and when are we? Well
unless you have a preference (it has been a while) I know we are both good
with a western Yes. I love western. I need
to use the bathroom real quick think on what you want to play role
wise Ok You could be the sheriff and I could be your deputy,
hunting some outlaw. We've been lovers for a few months, when you took me as
your deputy. And now we are riding in a desert area, under a
scorching sun, to capture and hang a bandit. Could it be? That
sounds good to me , a couple of lawmen tracking a killer through the desert
sweating profusely Yeah. "Fuck,
Dan! I am sweating like a pig..." "Yeah
I am too", I smell myself "and I smell like one." "We got
to be catching up." "I know. But I would like to bathe, when we
reach the pool." Then I smile and I add: "I like your pig-smell,
Dan!" I
laugh "Yeah, you would. I think if I was wallowing in mud and shit like
a pig you would still love me." I lean over and kiss you. I nod. "I would love you even more. You know I
am a real pig, Dan." I laugh. "Yes,
I know my little piglet" I take my shirt off and use it to wipe my sweat
off my body and under my arms. I look
at your hairy chest. I am hard, now. "Fuck, Dan! When I see you so... I think I
would like to lick you..." I laugh "Or to fill your gut of
bullets" I laugh again. "Yeah
the desire to fuck or kill is strong in men like us and the man we are
chasing, but he kills anyone, we only kill outlaws.” I smile. "Yes... but sometimes I really think
it would be great to kill you... or even to be killed...." I lean
over to kiss you again and poke my fingers in your gut "Bang." I
say smiling. I grunt, I bend, my cock even harder, now. I nod.
Then I smile. "I
think we shall die soon enough without trying to shoot each other don't you
think Brian?" I nod. "Yes, I know. It would be good to die
with you. But I know too, that it would be better to be killed by you:"
I shake my head. "Silly thoughts." "Not
silly, death is a strong sexual curiosity in us." I nod. "Yes Dan. Death arouses me. Death is
sex. Being killed is like being fucked, by a real man." "Exactly,
we both get hard by killing and the thought of being killed" "one
of the reasons we are so good together" I nod. "Yes, I think so. And perhaps one of the
reasons one of us could kill the other... But now we have to kill that son of
bitch of Louis the Vulture." "Yes
the bastard who killed 10 men just for his own pleasure" I nod. "We'll kill him and then we'll fuck his
ass. I like looking at you when you fuck a man you killed, Dan!” "Yes
and you enjoy it when I Kill" "Of course. I told you, Dan, you are the best
man, the best male, the best fucker..." "You are the perfect
killer." "At
least I was smart enough to get a badge to do my killing" "And you
as well, if I had not found you, you would have been a killer like Louis” I nod. "Yes. Killing is such a pleasure. Better
than fucking. But being fucked by a real male, like you, is good, too. And
perhaps being killed by a real man it is, too.” "Possibly"
I look ahead "Do you see the pool and trees ahead ?" I nod. "Yes. We are not far. We have to take
care. Louis could be there, waiting for us." "It
would be the most likely place" "Yes. So we have to move cautiously." I stop
my horse and get off, making sure I have my pistol and knife. "We should
try sneaking up, you want to try? One of us should stay with the horses, but
I can do the sneaking if you want?" "It could be. Or we can both go, sneaking. The
horses can remain here. As you decide, Dan." "Yes
let’s go together , I wouldn't want you to miss it, if I have to kill him or
mayhap you will" I nod. I smile. "Yes, I want to see, if you
kill him. Or if he kills you..." 'As it
happens" I start off moving on foot quickly but quietly. I follow you, looking at your hairy back, my cock
hard. We move
towards the pool, crouching low as we get closer, I pause to look and see if
I see the man in a tree or hiding in a bush. I look around, too. I see a horse hidden between the
trees and I show it to you. "We
were right, he is here somewhere " I pull my pistol and move forward. I follow you, my pistol in my hand, looking around. We get
closer pausing and looking and listening. Then I see a movement not far from where we are,
hidden. I say, low: "There, Dan, between the rocks" I look
where you point and nod. “You go to the left, I will go to the right and that
way we can flank him and surprise him." "Ok, Dan. Take care!" I move silently. We
separate moving around to get the drop on him. As we get closer we hear some
noises. I look around, to understand what's happening. You
look around and realize that the noise you hear is coming from behind the
rock, and when you get closer you find he is currently fucking some dead body I smile. "Your last fucking, Vulture. Your last
alive. We'll fuck your dead body." I aim at him. He
stops fucking the dead man looking around till he finds you "And who are
you?" "The man who kills you and fuck your dead ass,
with the sheriff. I am his deputy." He
laughs as he sits there, his hard cock in the man's ass "
"You?" "A deputy?" He laughs, then makes a grab for the
pistol laying on the dead man's belly! I fire. I hit his belly, once, twice, three times. He
gasps out in pain grabbing his belly and dropping the gun "Aaaagh my
guts are on fire." I laugh. I approach. I aim at his cock and fire
again. He
screams as you destroy his cock with a bullet. I come running from the bushes
"What the hell who’s screaming " When I see it isn't you I relax
"Ahh I see you decided to forego the hanging " I nod. "He tried to kill me, but I was quicker.
Now he is ready for you." I laugh. "Yeah
he won’t last much longer, you sure you don't want a go at him?" "I prefer to see you fucking him. I like
looking at you when you fuck a dead or a dying man." "That
you do" I strip my pants off and lay the dying man across the belly of
the bear he killed, his ass up, my cock getting hard, I look at you. I am hard, too, of course and looking
at you makes me even harder. I
spread his cheeks and push my dick inside. I look at you. It such a wonderful sight! I undress
and I sit, naked, my cock hard. Watching
as I start to fuck the man, groaning as he dies with me inside him. I look at you. I caress my hard cock. I look at my
pistol. I smile. My ass
and back muscles flexing as I push inside, my hairy chest powerful. Puffing
on a cigar as the now dead man lays there on his own kill. I grab my pistol. I play with it, caressing my hard
cock, my balls, aiming at you, then at my navel. The
hard barrel of the gun similar to your hard cock, both fire bullets inside a
man. Thoughts running in my head. Strange thoughts. I
smile. I caress my ass with the barrel of the gun, then I aim again at you. Grunting
as I fuck but mindful of you over on the rock "Toying around with the
idea I see." “Yes, Dan. A man should make his dreams come true.” "Yes
, but you should choose which dreams you fulfill." I moan as I feel my
orgasm building. I nod. "Yes, Dan. This is true. You know
me." "Will
you gun me down just like an outlaw then?" "It would be great, Dan. To kill you and to
fuck your dead ass." “Oh
fuck, I am going to cum" I thrust hard into the dead ass. I aim at your heart. Arching
back as I start to cum "Time to cum, Dan, time to die." I fire a
single bullet, going through your heart. Tearing
into my chest as my cum shoots into Louis’ ass, I gasp in pain and pleasure,
look at you taking a last draw of smoke deep in my lungs "Good
kill" I croak at you before collapsing onto the back of Louis. I move slowly. I look at the three bodies. Three
strong men, but you were the stronger and the best. I caress your dead body,
my finger on your back, your ass, grabbing your huge balls. I smile. The
hair on my back parting as you run your fingers through it, still warm but no
longer powerful all the muscles now limp. The balls still heavy even in
death. I smell you. I like your smells. My finger run on
your ass crack, then one finger probes your hole. I lick your ass crack. Strong
smelling, the hair and ass crack moist with my musky sweat. I lay on you, My cock forces your hole and I begin
to fuck your dead ass, your smell inebriating me, my hand caressing your dead
body, reaching your huge cock, still hard in the dead man's ass. Cum
seeping around it from the dead man's ass, my hairy balls my still warm, ass
tight even in death. I fuck your dead body and it is the best feeling in
my life. I go on, fucking, until the pleasure is too strong and I cum into
your dead ass. My ass
filling with your seed, as my eyes stare into nothing, blood leaking from the
hole in my heart, running down Louis’ body. as you shudder in your orgasm. I lay on your body. Then I slowly stand. I look at
the three dead men. "You were the best, Dan." Then I piss on Louis
head. I drag your body to the horses and I put you on your horse. You are
heavy, I am strong, but it is not easy. The
man you love dead and limp in your hands as you struggle to lift me on the
horse, but soon enough I am hanging, legs on one side, arms dangling on the
other, ass in the air. I'll tell that Louis killed and raped you, but I
killed him. I let the two bodies at the pool: the vultures will feed on them.
I dress. I look at your dead ass, my cum dripping from it. It’s a
two day trip through the desert, time for you to enjoy my ass again if you
have a mind. Yes, I'll do it, many times. Your body's smell will
grow stronger: sweat, cum, shit, death. I'll enjoy them, I'll enjoy seeing
the man I love rotting under the scorching sun. Once a
handsome powerful hairy man, now just meat for you to use. And
now you will be sheriff. Yes, but this doesn't matter. I killed you for the
pleasure of killing such a man. You'll come back in my dreams, to be killed
again or to kill me. Someday
we will meet in hell. |
