RT-613 Wrangler Brutes

Excerpt

He reached into his saddle bag and took out a bottle of tequila.

Kenny took a few quick swigs, then handed the bottle to Bart.

Bart shook his head.

“No, thanks,” he said. “This heat is really getting to me. I don’t want to drink alcohol and dehydrate myself.”

Kenny shrugged.

“Whatever,” he said. “Get outa them jeans!”

Bart yelped as Kenny suddenly thrust him to the ground.

Bart’s head smacked against the trunk of a tree.

“Get those Levis off your ass, faggot!” Kenny snarled, thrusting down his zipper.

He pulled out his cock.

It grew fat and thick and hard between his fingers.

Bart scrambled to action and pulled his jeans to his ankles.

“Lemme see that ass!” Kenny grunted.

Bart turned around and knelt on the ground, whimpering in fearful anticipation of the brutal butt raping he was going to be forced to undergo.

He thrust his ass towards Kenny.

The tough cowboy grinned as he checked out the kid’s fine, tight ass once again.

His thick fingers dug into the muscular globes.

Kenny’s hand slid into the hot, sweaty buttcrack.

“Yeah! That tight, young ass feels damn good! Can’t wait to rape the shit outa it!” Kenny snarled.