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“Well, well, well…”
Jim looked up, his cheeks red and sweat dripping down into his eyes. There was a good reason he had tried to crawl through the fence and it wasn’t his fault he had gotten stuck in it. His horse had stood nearby watching him dutifully and barely nickered when the two cowboys rode up.
“What do we have here?”
Jim smiled up at them, “Howdy fellas!” He tried to wave the hand that wasn’t trapped by his waist in the fence but quickly stopped when he felt himself start to pitch forward, slamming the hand back onto the ground to regain his balance. “I’m uh, well, I’m a little stuck.”
“I see that.” The slightly shorter of the two dismounted and made his way up to Jim with a sneaking smile.
Jim did his very best to ignore that the smile looked a lot less like it belonged on an angel and a lot more like it belonged on a fox who had found his way into a hen house. “Yeah,” Jim started as the cowboy hopped over the fence and out of Jim’s line of sight, he looked at the other cowboy who was in the process of dismounting, “You see I- ah!” he yelped as a big hand slapped his ass and then gave it a hard squeeze.
“Oh I see.” He laughed and continued kneading Jim’s ass, “What do you think, Mr. Grayson?” the man called to his partner, “Should we help him out?”
“Indeed,” Mr. Grayson said, making his way toward Jim with measured strides, “I believe we must, Doc.”
“N-now fellas, fellas,” Jim sputtered as the cowboy behind him, Doc, reached between Jim’s legs and began massaging his cock.
“Something wrong, honey?” Doc asked, rubbing Jim’s bulge, “Seems to me like the only thing wrong is you need a little relief.”
Jim whined and tried to shake his head but instead had his face gently pressed into Mr. Grayson’s crotch, letting out a panting breath at the musky smell of him.
“There’s a good boy.” Doc said, giving his ass a slap, “Just wait until you see his cock, honey.”
Jim moaned then squeaked as his belt was undone, his trapped hand flopping around uselessly, “Hey wait a minute,” he managed trying to turn his head away from Mr. Grayson’s crotch and the man’s hand which had begun massaging his scalp.
“Oh no, I don’t plan on waitin’.” Doc said sweetly, pulling down Jim’s pants and giving his bare ass a hard slap.
Jim let out a choked off moan into Mr. Grayson’s crotch and tried to keep his hips still as Doc began squeezing and spreading his cheeks. “Well, I see why you got stuck in the fence, sugar.” Doc teased, slapping Jim’s ass from below and whistling as it jiggled.
“Quiddit.” Jim whined into Mr. Grayson's thigh, the man still scratching his scalp soothingly.
“Quit what?” Doc asked innocently, reaching down and rubbing Jim’s perineum.
Jim let out a loud hiccupping moan.
“Mr. Grayson I think if we let him keep carryin’ on he’s gonna get too loud.” Doc said, rolling Jim’s tight balls in his hand.
“I believe you are right, Doc.” Mr. Grayson agreed. He removed his hand from Jim’s hair which was wild and messy from all the attention Mr. Grayson had been giving it. Jim blinked, dazed, as the man began unbuckling his pants, Jim did his best to keep himself from squirming as Doc continued rubbing his taint and Mr. Grayson tugged his pants down just enough to give him a look at his green flushed slit that was absolutely dripping.
“I trust you know what to do.” Mr. Grayson said and before Jim had the chance to answer his face was being pressed into the man’s warm, wet slit. Jim keened, lapping at Mr. Grayson enthusiastically.
“There’s a good boy.” Doc praised as Jim buried his face in Mr. Grayson’s slit, “There’s a good good boy.”
Jim was so distracted by licking Mr. Grayson he didn’t notice that Doc had knelt down until his ass was spread and his hole was licked open. He tried to yell and turn around but Mr. Grayson’s hand returned to his hair and he was held in place. Jim grunted and wiggled his ass.
“What’s wrong?” Doc asked with a giggle, leaning in and giving his exposed hole a loud, messy lick, “Don’t like that?”
Jim moaned into Mr. Grayson’s slit.
“Oh?” Doc asked, before loudly spitting a large glob of saliva onto Jim’s quivering hole. Jim let out a loud whine, twitching as Doc pressed his rough thumb against Jim’s hole.
Jim tried to keep his focus on keeping his legs from spreading but all of a sudden he felt something pressing against his lips.
“Mph?” Jim asked before he let out a loud groan at the feeling of Mr. Grayson’s shaft slipping between his lips and into his mouth.
Mr. Grayson let out a soft moan, gripping Jim’s hair harder as his shaft extended fully.
“Oh no you don’t,” Doc laughed, rubbing his thumb over Jim’s prostate and beginning to thrust in and out. “We’re supposed to cum in him at the same time, asshole.”
“My, ah, apologies.” Mr. Grayson whimpered.
Between them Jim felt like he was being bounced back and forth as Mr. Grayson steadily rolled his hips, fucking into Jim’s mouth in long steady thrusts, and behind him Doc roughly fingered him open, one finger becoming two that scissored him open and rubbed at his prostate ruthlessly. He shuddered and tensed only to have Doc’s arm shoot out and grab his cock, stopping him from cumming.
Jim screamed and Doc gave him a slap on the ass, “Oh no you don’t.” Doc laughed a little breathlessly, pushing a third finger into him and twisting his wrist. “Not until Mr. Grayson and I finish.”
Jim whimpered, his mouth still full of Mr. Grayson’s steadily thrusting shaft.
Doc took a breath and stood, carefully pulling his fingers out of Jim’s hole and watching it flutter as he pulled his own pants down just enough to get his hard cock out. “Alright, alright,” he muttered before slowly pushing into Jim.
Between the two men Jim shuddered . Experimentally he pressed back into Doc and then forward into Mr. Grayson. Both men groaned.
“There’s a good boy.” Doc muttered, resting one hand on Jim’s back and the other on Mr. Grayson’s shoulder.
Mr. Grayson was struggling to keep his breathing in check and grabbed Doc’s hand, guiding it to his mouth and sucking on his fingers loudly.
“Oh you fu-” Doc gasped out only to be cut off by Jim squeezing his cock. “You little–!” and it was on, Doc grabbed him by the hips and began fucking him hard and deep. Jim’s eyes rolled back as Mr. Grayson picked up his pace, fucking his throat, not quite as roughly as Doc but not at all gently.
Jim shuddered, barely able to keep himself focused as he was used from both ends, his cock hanging heavy and hard, his knees struggling to keep him upright. There was a sudden shift and he realized that the two men fucking him had suddenly moved inward and were kissing each other over top of him as they continued to fuck him and it was all suddenly too much.
Jim came hard all over Doc’s boots, in front of him Mr. Grayson shuddered and he came in a wet gush all over Jim’s face and then in a long hot spurt down Jim’s waiting throat, behind him Doc grunted and gripped his hips thrusting two more times before cumming deep inside him.
Jim sagged, feeling deliciously full and used as both men carefully pulled out. He moaned as he felt cum leak out of his well used hole.
“Jim?” Bones asked softly, kneeling down and helping steady him so the fence didn’t press into his stomach too hard, “are you with me, honey bee?”
“Mh-hmm.” Jim purred hazily.
Bones chuckled and began gently pulling him out from between the fence posts, “Spock, honey, come help me get him out.”
Spock knelt down on his end and carefully pushed Jim so he slipped out on Bones’ side, crumpling into the doctor’s lap with ease.
“There’s a good boy.” Bones said, gathering Jim into his lap.
Jim giggled his eyes hazy, “I’m so sticky.” He purred happily.
Bones chuckled, “Sure are, sugar.”
“Computer end current program,” Spock was saying as he stood, “Initiate program KMS0076.”
The desert shifted into a cozy room occupied mostly by pillows and blankets with a bathroom off to the side.
“You did so good,” Bones praised, rubbing Jim’s wrist and kissing his hand, “did you have fun?”
Jim nodded, smiling across the room at Spock who was in the process of undressing as he made his way to the bathroom. “Yeah,” he said, rubbing Bones’ cheek, “You two did great too!”
“I am pleased we were satisfactory.” Spock replied, returning from the bathroom and kneeling down, handing Bones a wet cloth as he pulled Jim’s pants fully off.
“Very satisfactory.” Jim giggled, looking up at Bones and puckering his lips to ask for a kiss.
“Satisfactory,” Bones said with a roll of his eyes, mopping up Spock’s cum from Jim’s face before muttering “Good lord.” And leaning down to kiss him.
“More than!” Jim laughed into his mouth, “Right Spock?”
Spock smiled with his eyes, leaning in to kiss Jim soundly and then Bones. “More than.” He agreed.