The Rodeo is a fierce place where boys go to become real men. Where they learn how to literally grab the bull by the horns and wrestle him to the ground. People come from all over to see these fierce men do tricks on their horses, to witness them face charging bulls unarmed, to rope angry steer and pull them to the ground in record time, to wow and amaze them as man pits his wits against beast!
Tickets are usually booked months in advance. When The Rodeo comes to town, people come out in droves to see genuine cowboys in action. Hard, strong bodied, built, bowlegged honky-tonk cowboys in tight jeans, ten gallon hats, cowboy boots and spurs. When the doors to the pen open and a 2000 pound steer barrels through the pit, it's the cowboy (riding atop his faithful steed) that is the center of attention and in hot pursuit. He raises his lasso high, swinging it precisely before tossing it. Once the lasso loops the steer's thick neck, he wrangles it quickly, usually by diving on top of it and flipping it over onto its side before quickly tying its front and hind legs.
The crowd roars with excitement as the cowboy removes his hat and takes a bow, adored and loved by men and women of all ages.
Like any big event, it takes a lot of hard working men behind the scenes to run it, --to clean the pits, to feed the live stock, to repair, replace, and re-build the Rodeo from the ground up. Every Rodeo hand has a purpose, to make every visitor and spectator leave believing they'd just saw the greatest show on earth! After the sun falls and night takes over, they are left with the adrenaline of the day. Most Rodeo personnel travel alone, leaving their wives and girlfriends behind to tend to home and small children. They go on the road for months at a time, making lots of money which they send back to their loved ones for support. Many of the men are young, between the ages of 18 and 40. Most are at the height of their sexual peaks while on the road away from their spouses. With no real sexual outlets, many of them turn to alcohol and violence to compensate for the lack of sex. To cut down on arrests, the Rodeo's owners devised a plan to aliviate disorderly conduct while giving his cowboys something they could take their sexual frustrations out on.
The owners learned of a special organization during their travels, one that sold trained sex slaves for profit. Many of the slaves were runaways or convicts looking for some real direction in life. In exchange for room and board, or a lesser prison sentence, these young men allowed themselves to be sold as sex slaves.
So is the case with 6'3", 240 pound, African American, convicted murderer, --Duke Daniels. Daniels was shipped from his prison home in Piedmont Penitentiary, and sold to the owners of The Rodeo for an undisclosed amount of money. Duke had been a big fish amongst the prisoners at one point, but found himself on the losing end after his own prison gang (the Mandingos) turned against him, turning him into a prison bitch.
Duke was forced to submit to his own gang members sexually, allowing them to use his big bulky body, his fat round firm ass and big roomy mouth for their sexual pleasures. To Duke's absolute horror, he found himself getting off on it, enjoying being the cumdump pig for the horny brood of convicts. His thick 10" black dick stayed hard when they fucked him, using his mouth and throat to fuck or dumping a huge cum load in his well fucked ass. Duke had never felt so sexually liberated in his life. He had always thought of himself as an alpha male, but quickly learned of his sick submissive side as he gobbled down rock hard black cock after black cock, feasting on a diet exclusively composed of cum risen (see The HOLE #40 [in the nov-2008 section of Nifty's Authoritarian section] for details).
The day Duke was sold he was in the prison Warden's secret chamber, lying in a sling with his face and asshole dripping the remnants of the prison guards discarded loads. Dennis Ellis (the prison's Warden) escorted two large cowpokes into his office. The two men had contacted Ellis from the mid-west through a website the Warden belonged to, selling convicted slaves for money. They drove a long way to see the man Ellis had shown them only in computer photographs and video. When they got into his office, Ellis pressed a button, revealing a secret room hidden behind a wall of books. Inside was Duke Daniels, handcuffed, chained, and blindfolded. He had no idea what was about to transpire when he heard the door open. His big black cock rose to full attention in anticipation of another rousing fuck from the Warden or one of his guards.
"This's the piece of shit I was telling you about...!" said Ellis, causing Duke's ears to perk up.
"Well I'll be...!" sighed one of the cowboys –Dallas (a 38 year old former bronco champion with a medium muscular build and bow legs), looking down at Duke's black wide spread ass which was still dripping a steady supply of creamy white semen. "...you sure as hell weren't lyin' about his description, were you Warden...?!"
"What you see is what you get!" chimed Ellis.
"Looks like he just got a fresh batch of cum in him...!" said Dallas' partner –Kennedy (a robust man of about 200 lbs, with a full salt and pepper beard and mustache, his long dark hair pulled back into a long pony-tail underneath his ten gallon hat).
"Sure does..., one of my prison guards get to fuck him every half hour!" informed Ellis, proudly.
"He sure is a big one...!" said Dallas, poking is fingers into Duke's relaxed hole. "A bit loose if you ask me...!" he added, feeling how easy he was able to ease three fingers in without any resistance.
"Hey..., tighten your pussy, bitch!" ordered Ellis, causing Duke to squeeze his anal muscles together, trapping Dallas' fingers in a vice grip.
"Well damn...!" responded the cowboy in surprise, feeling the anal muscles cut off the circulation in his fingers. "...boys' got some tricks up his sheath...!" he joked, pulling his cum coated fingers free.
"Mind if we give `em a whirl...?" asked Kennedy, rubbing the hard mound in his tight wranglers.
"Be my guests!" said Ellis, leaning against the wall as he watched Kennedy start to undo the large belt buckle holding his pants up. He unfastened and unzipped his pants, pulling out a hefty 8 and 1/2 inch fat white cock which he stroked to complete erection before stepping up to Duke's hanging ass and shoving in.
Duke gasped aloud as the hard cock burrowed into his tight squeezing anus, causing a great deal of excess semen to ooze out around the white cock's girth. Kennedy buried himself inside with one plunge, wanting to test the limits of Duke's elasticiy. He knew his cowboys back home needed something durable they could pound endlessly, something they could take out all of their sexual and mental frustrations on. The last few guys they bought didn't last very long, after just a few weeks of repeated nightly gang bangs, their assholes caved in and became useless, leaving the Rodeo staff back to drinking and fist fighting.
Kennedy ground his hips around in Duke's ass, churning his meaty manhood around in the black convict's buttery guts. He pulled back with his hips, slipping half of his cock from the squeezing hole before ramming it all back in. He liked the way the convict's hole felt, nice and firm (almost tight) around his cock shaft. He encouraged his partner to test the black man's oral skills. Dallas wasted no time freeing his own 8" erection, slapping it hard against the bound man's dark face. Duke couldn't see the men fucking him, but turned his head in Dallas' direction before parting his thick lips to allow the hard cock entry.
Dallas stuffed his cock into Duke's mouth, forcing the long white shaft into the convict's throat. He fully expected to hear Duke choke and gag, but was surprised when he was able to shove his cock in balls deep until the black man's thick dark lips were sucking greedily at his cock root.
"Oral skills are up to par, partner!" informed Dallas, grinding his cock around in Duke's throat. Duke felt Dallas holding the back of his head, keeping his cock lodged as his partner continued to stroke in and out of his cum lined ass.
"Feed em your cum load, boy! Get em used to sucking white cock!" insisted Kennedy, looking to do the same to Duke's anus.
Dallas started to slid his hips back and forth, feeding his long hard shaft to the faceless convict. He loved looking down to see his pinkish white cock disappear into the black man's mouth and throat, watching his thick neck bulge to house the full length of his manhood. He tightened his hold on the back of Duke's head and started to fuck his face with deep strong penetrating strokes, making sure he got his cock balls deep with every thrust. He knew some of the men back home had larger cocks, and would definitely test the convict's oral stamina during frequent face fuckings.
Meanwhile Kennedy was plowing his hips into Duke's ass with growing aggression. He had only fucked a handful of black men in his lifetime, but none of them matched Duke's brawn. Kennedy found himself desiring to see the black man gang banged by his staff of rough riding cowboys. He wanted them to show the nigger that white men could represent when it came to sheer physical strength and raw power. He held Duke by his thick sweaty thighs as he pounded into his ass with deep hard thrusts. Duke grunted around the throatful of cock he sucked, loving how the two men used his big bulky body at both ends.
Ellis casually reached down and rubbed his own hardening bulge as he watched Duke get pounded. He didn't want to be in Duke's shoes, knowing what Dallas and Kennedy had in store for him back at the Rodeo. He almost felt sorry for his fellow African American, knowing the white men would probably treat him like crap once they discover how much of a cock hound he really was. He couldn't help but wonder how the black slaves of plantation owners a century ago felt..., having to be meek and submissive to their white owners? How many strong black African men were anally and orally raped by their white slave masters? History never mentioned how the black man suffered sexually at the hands of his owners, unable to fight back or resist when a horny white man wanted to use his mouth and ass for his own pleasures.
Ellis knew Duke would learn firsthand how that felt once he was shipped to wherever they were taking him. He knew the two white men would buy Duke, just by the way they fucked him. They were shoving their big white cocks in his drooling orifices as if his mouth and ass were the last two available holes on the planet. Knowing Duke's former reputation around the prison as the Mandingo leader, it was a strong contrast to see him in this light, getting fucked by the very race of people he long warred against behind bars. If Sarge, Hammer, and Snake from the prison's Aryans Block could see him now, they would probably declare today an Aryan holiday!
Duke sucked feverishly on the cock fucking his mouth. He used his thick tongue to lap about the underbelly, titillating the cum tube as he hollowed his cheeks to create a vacuum to suction out all the cum from the testicles. Sucking cock only made him hungry for sperm, so he sucked as if there was no tomorrow just to make sure he got to taste the salty nectar he worked so hard to get.
Dallas loved how Duke was able to take his 8" cock from tip to base with every stroke. It was like fucking an asshole, allowing him to use the full length of his cock rather than just a few inches at a time. He rammed his hips forward, burying his cock with every stroke as he watched his dick disappear between the thick dark sucking lips. He could feel his cock beginning to swell with excitement as he yanked himself free and began jacking with his hand. Duke sensed Dallas was close to cumming and stretched his mouth open wide while extending his thick tongue, giving the man a big target in which to shoot his load.
Dallas stroked and stroked his cock until he felt his balls tighten and contract. He gasped aloud as he aimed his cock directly at Duke's watering mouth. "Awww shit, I'm cumming...!" was all he had time to utter before the first of 5 cum streaks sprayed across Duke's dark face. Duke felt the warm cum land on his cheek as he opened his mouth wider. The second cum streak shot directly down the back of his throat. Duke closed his mouth to swallow the load just as another cum shot splattered against his lips and nose. He opened his mouth just in time for the forth and fifth streaks to paint against his tongue, coating it white with excess ball cream.
Kennedy saw the entire display as he continuously hammered away at Duke's ass like a power-jack. Spurred on by his partner's orgasm, Kennedy turned it up a notch and pulled his cock completely free of Duke's sucking anus before ramming it full length back inside. Duke groaned as the cock speared him deeply. He spread his legs wider, allowing just another inch or two to invade his bowels as Kennedy shoved all the way in and came. "Oh fuck..., I'm cumming right up this nigger convict's black ass! AAAHHH shit his ass is fuckin' good! Shit!" cursed Kennedy, shooting his massive load deep in Duke's sucking innards as Duke involuntarily tightened his hole to squeeze out every ounce of nut the cock had to offer. After a few minutes of anal nursing on his softening penis, Kennedy pulled himself free as Duke's asshole continued to pulse and wink at him.
"We'll take him!" he said, knowing his men back home would enjoy this.
"Good. I'll clean him up and have him brought down to your van as soon as we finish with the paperwork!" announced Ellis as the two white men began tucking their spent cocks. "uh..., mind if I have one last fuck of my own...?" he asked, as if asking for permission to give the car he was selling one last spin around the block for ole times' sake.
"Sure, buddy..., have at `em!" said Kennedy, walking back out into the office.
Warden Ellis walked up to where Duke was still hanging from the ceiling, suspended in a black leather harness with his ankles and wrists strapped in. He unzipped his suit pants as he pulled out his thick fat black cock and slapped it up between Duke's cum greased ass crack. Duke groaned out loud, knowing Ellis was about to fuck him one last time. "I guess you know what this means..." he said, having sold slaves with Duke before. "I have to admit, I'm not only gonna miss our deal and the arrangement we shared for so many years..." continued Ellis as he aimed his fat cock head up against Duke's budding anus and shoved in. "...but I'm gonna miss fucking this sweet bitch pussy we trained so well!" he added, sliding all the way up into Duke with one long stroke.
"UHHH man..." moaned Duke, loving the way dick felt in his pussy. Had someone told him a year ago that he would become anal pussy for his entire cell block, he would have personally beat the living shit out of them, then made them become his bitch out of spite. He was completely unprepared for how good another nigga's dick would feel inside his body. All those years he been raping men, training them to be good bottoms for him and his crew, he never would have guessed that he would become one of them.
His 10" cock throbbed when Ellis bottomed out in him, churning his fat cock around in his cum clogged anal canal. Duke wanted to reach down and stroke himself, to bring himself off with his hand, but Ellis had him handcuffed, preventing him from fighting back or from even pleasuring himself without assistance. Occasionally one of the prison guards would stroke his big cock for him while they fucked him, wanting to feel his big asshole tighten and squeeze around him during his orgasm. But Ellis never stroked Duke's cock, he had a knack for making Duke cum just by fucking him, hitting that spot deep down inside Duke that made him a slave to the dick. Duke's body tensed in wanton anticipation of the orgasm he knew Ellis was capable of giving him.
Ellis wanted to savor the moment, knowing this would be the last time he got to sample Duke's newly converted boi-pussy. He slowly slid his dick back and forth, enjoying the tight squeeze of the cum coated anal walls as they sucked and slurped up the length of his black pole. He slowly sank his dick back inside, burying it up to his pelvic bone which he ground around against Duke's buttock.
Duke loved how Ellis' thick cock stretched him, almost as wide as Marvin's big cock (one of Duke's former henchmen). Marvin was another man who could make Duke cum without touching himself. He loved how the fellow muscled inmate would physically hold him down in missionary position by the backs of his thick thighs, then butt fuck his hot ass as if he were one of his street whores. Marvin was long winded, and could fuck Duke for the better part of an hour before giving up that precious nut. Duke would be begging Marvin to cum in him, practically pleading as the big guy beat away inside him at his own content pace.
Ellis wanted to take his own time, but knew he had customers waiting in his office that he had to settle with. As much as he wanted to savor this moment and fuck Duke slowly, he knew he had to bust one off quick or risk losing business.
Ellis picked up the pace as he began fucking Duke a little harder. He could feel Kennedy's cum load starting to seep out and coat his low swinging balls as they flapped back and forth. Duke's pussy was so loaded that it felt like an ocean of sperm in his rectum, Ellis could clearly hear a wet squish-squashy sound coming from inside Duke's anus where his cock slid in and out. Even when Duke squeezed his anal muscles the excess cum made fucking him a breeze. No anal lube came close to creating a slippery wet hole like good old fashion sperm.
Duke felt Ellis starting to fuck faster as he rammed his thick dick through his well fucked anal chute with increasing speed. Duke moaned aloud, unable to see Ellis' facial expression as the Warden took advantage of this last fuck. Duke had to rely on his imagination of how Ellis looked before he blindfolded him. He remembered Ellis' big husky frame standing before him, his dress shirt open to reveal the wife beater he wore underneath, the tiny curly hairs of his chest peeking out over top the low cut collar.
Duke and Ellis had a long history in Piedmont Penitentiary. For years they had an ongoing deal where Ellis allowed Duke to sell drugs and train new pussy boys without interference from the guards. It was a lucrative deal for the both of them for many years. Now Duke found himself on the end of Ellis' fat cock, and wondered why he didn't do it a lot sooner? When he think of all the years he wasted being a top, when he could have been getting his ass fucked by some of the hottest, horniest, baddest mother fuckers in the prison, he could literally kick himself.
He felt the Warden increased his stroke, sending his dick in and out of his asshole faster. Ellis fucked Duke just that morning, the first one of his prison staff to bust a load in the convict's ass. After that, Duke would get his usual steady fix of guard cock every half hour until it was time to be sent back to his cell block, where the Mandingos would pick up where Ellis and his men left off. But today was different, today Duke was being sold to the highest bidder in an Online auction at one of the Slave Networking Sites. Duke knew it might happen eventually, but he was hoping to get a lot more fucking in with his boiz before being shipped off to lord knows where. But he knew wherever he was going, there would be a lot of cock for him to fuck and suck.
Duke's dick was dropping a steady stream of clear pre-cum onto his rippled stomach. Ellis' cock head was rubbing against his prostate just the way he liked it. He could feel his asshole loosening up, becoming slicker with desire as the Warden's dick pummeled a path deep into his soul. Duke wanted nothing more than to be fucked out of his wits, to be controlled and consumed by lust as his body was used multiple times by rough aggressive men. When Ellis reached down and grabbed Duke by his big broad shoulders and began pulling his big muscled body down onto his up thrusting hardon, Duke began to howl with delight.
"Fuck me Warden! C'mon, fuck me! Give me that dick man! Make me take that cop load! Shoot it up my hot ass! C'mon..., FUCK ME!" he panted through grit teeth, overwhelmed by his passion.
Ellis did exactly that, hammering his thick fat black cock balls deep into Duke's stretched pussy with every stroke. In all his years as Warden, Duke was the very first Cartel leader to man his sling. Most of the prisoners that got bitch fucked like this were soft little mousey guys, or effeminate men who bit off a bit more than they could chew. But Duke was a rear diamond, an actual rough neck who had been converted into an insatiable bottom. Ellis was beginning to think that maybe he should have kept Duke around longer..., maybe held out for an even higher bid?
Ellis fucked up into Duke's ass with a hard fast pace. He could see the inmate's rock hard 10" cock salivating pre-cum all over his dark rippled stomach. Ellis knew it was only a matter of minutes before he'd fuck the load right out of Duke's balls. He had to admit he loved having the ability to fuck an inmate to orgasm, using their own asses and bodies against them. How many inmates had he and his staff trained in this very sling? Men who came in believing they were completely straight, only to leave craving more cock and cum in them. Now that Duke had been successfully turned, Ellis was beginning to wonder about some of the other tough Cartel members? Guys like Genuwine? And Marvin Rollins? Like Raul Rodriguez and his brother Carlos? Like Hammer, and the Muslims Abdul and Jamal? What about the celebrity boxer in his midst, Lexington Bowmen? Now that would definitely be a huge sale on the Internet!
Duke felt Ellis' cock thicken in his bowels as the Warden fucked him at a frightful pace, spurred on by fantasies of turning more prison inmates into bottom bitches. Duke's muscles flexed and bulged as his body began to tense. He could feel his orgasm beginning to come on as his giant cock throbbed and pulsed without being touched. His nipples stood rock hard as his mouth gapped open with lust. Ellis recognized the signs and knew Duke was just about to spew his load any second. He pounded into the inmate's backside, feeding his body the full length of his amazingly fat cock. He watched Duke's cummy face as the inmate gasped and a string of drool oozed from the corner of his mouth. He saw Duke's pulsating cock head swell, then saw the first of 8 streaks of cum shoot from the flaring tip.
"AARRHHH...AAARRRHHHH...AARRRHHH...AARRRHHHH...AARRRHHHHHHH...!!!" yelled Duke as the cum came shooting from his cock like a cannon. Thick white ribbons of cum splattered against his wet sweaty torso as his asshole flexed and convulsed around Ellis' plunging cock.
Ellis fucked Duke straight through his orgasm, not missing a single stroke as he watched the big guy cum. Duke's cock continued to pulse even after the orgasm ending. His head fell back in exhaustion as Ellis hammered at his hole for another 2 minutes before finally dumping his load.
"Here it comes, convict...!" he warned, causing Duke's head to pop up.
"Give it to me Warden! Fill my ass with you sludge, man!" encouraged Duke.
"Here it come...! AAARRRRHHHHHH...!!" cried Ellis, losing his load in Duke's battered bowels for the last time.
"Yeah man...! Oh yeah...! I can feel it...!" smiled Duke, wishing he could stroke his own cock.
Ellis' dick jumped and jerked wilding in Duke's cummy tunnel, sending a thick potent puddle of Warden juice in the inmate's full gut. Ellis took a moment to savor his orgasm, leaving his dick inside the prison inmate until he was damn ready to dislodge. When he pulled himself free, he saw Duke's anal cunt gape open as a spool of semen quickly escaped the loose folds before he tightened it back up to trap what was left.
Ellis pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket and cleaned the excess cum from his cock and balls. Later he would shower in his own private bathroom here at the prison before going home to his ailing wife. He walked back out into his office where Dallas and Kennedy were sitting, reading over the paperwork they were expected to sign off on.
Duke lay in the sling for another 20 minutes, feeling the cum drip off his body and from his asshole before the Warden had him escorted down to a hose room where he was cleaned off with a giant water hose. Afterwards he was given an orange prison jumpsuit, and escorted in shackles and blindfold to his new owner's van waiting at the prisoner's unloading dock.
"Was nice doing business with you, Warden..." said Kennedy, shaving Ellis' hand as guards helped Duke into the back of the van.
Inside the van Duke was strapped and chained on his back spread eagle on the van's floor. He heard the back doors slam shut, then heard the van start up as it began to take him to his new home away from home (wherever that was).
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