Since joining the rodeo circuit three months ago John has really embraced his new role as a hole for cowboys.

From day one the guys on the circuit had seen John for what he really is, a redneck cum dump.  On his first night, eight of the cowboys got together to welcome John to the group.  The got him fairly drunk and found out he was a city boy, who always wanted to work with cowboys and horses.  After a few more drinks they offered to show him how to rope a calf.  They explained the the goal of this timed event is for the rider to catch the calf by throwing a loop of rope from a lariat around its neck, dismount from the horse, run to the calf, and restrain it by tying its legs together, in as short a time as possible. Being eager to fit in and learn new things John volunteered to play the part of the calf in the demonstration.  The cowboys told him to strip down to his underwear (so he wouldn’t get his new Wranglers dirty) and to run around the floor of the empty arena as fast as he could.  It took less than eight seconds to get him tied down with the  "piggin’ string".  The cowboys formed a circle around the hogtied John. Looking down at him in his dirt stained tighty whiteys, all trussed up like a calf, got the guys horned up.  John could see their cocks testing the strength of the zippers on the tight wrangler jeans of the guys standing over him.  Before long John’s underwear was ripped open and he received his first cowboy cock.  John spent six hours of his first night getting gangbanged on the arena floor by eight well hung cowboys, who explained that milking and breeding were essential skills for a boy on the rodeo circuit to have.

John quickly learned his place and could be found most nights, bent over in a animal pen taking cock.  On his first month anniversary, the guys got him drunk again, gave him a black cowboy hat, locked his cock up in a chastity cage, ran a train on his ass, and got him a nifty new tattoo.

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