Photo Story #6 (Patreon)

Travis had spent weeks dreading the Cowboy themed party that one of his friends was throwing. Ever since he'd been a kid, Travis had been obsessed with cowboys. There was something about the hat and the boots and the denim and the leather and the horses. It was just so rugged and masculine. 

As an adult, Travis had dressed up as a cowboy on multiple occasions. He had quite the collection of cowboy boots, tight jeans that hugged his thick thighs and his beefy butt, not to mention leather chaps, leather vests and a number of stetsons. 

Unfortunately for Travis, he wasn't able to dress up in any cowboy attire without getting a throbbing erection, and it never took long before he'd be busting a nut all over himself. One pair of leather chaps were so caked in dried cum that he would never dream of wearing them anywhere except his bedroom. 

When his buddy, Matt, had floated the idea of having a Wild West themed party where everyone dressed up as cowboys, Travis had felt equal parts excited and terrified. He'd already promised Matt that he'd go, but how could he dress up as a cowboy and attend a party when he'd be horny as hell in the outfit. 

On the day of the party, Travis decided that his best option would be to jerk off like crazy before he left the house. If he jerked off enough then he wouldn't be horny enough to care what was he wearing. Or at least, that's what he hoped. 

Travis managed to cum twice before he had to get ready for the party, but as he pulled on a tight pair of Wranglers over his muscular legs and thick ass, he couldn't ignore the twitch from his dick. Travis pulled on a check shirt and a pair of socks, before yanking on his favourite pair of brown cowboy boots. They were snug, but comfortable, and sexy as fuck in Travis' view. He finished the look with a dark brown stetson, and opted for ignoring the mirror in case his dick got too carried away. 

Despite his outfit arousal, Travis made it to the party without incident, and although he had a constant semi, he managed to chat to people and enjoy the party for the first hour without too much issue. 

It was after an hour that things changed. 

A guy Travis hadn't seen before turned up at the party, and he was a wet dream. Dressed in a black stetson, black leather vest with no shirt and black leather chaps with dark jeans underneath, Travis was practically drooling at the sight of this stallion as he swaggered around the party. 

Travis' dick grew to a full erection inside the tight confines of his Wranglers and he had no choice other than to excuse himself. Heading out of the yard towards one of the barns, he knew what he had to do. 

There was only one way to deal with his cock and that was to jerk off. 

The barn was mercifully empty, and Travis quickly removed his shirt and his jeans to avoid getting any cum on them. His cock was already stiff and begging for attention, and Travis wasted no time as he gripped his dick in his hand and started to quickly jerk off. 

Travis kept his ears pricked to listen out for anyone approaching, but as he stroked his cock, he became a little less aware. Although he'd cum twice, he was in his ecstasy as he spat on his hand to add further lubrication to his leaking cock. 

"Oh fuck yeah," he moaned under his breath, his thighs tensing as he looked down at his cowboy boots. 

All Travis could picture in his head was the new guy in his black leather outfit. The things Travis wanted to do with that guy. 

It was just as his balls began to pull up towards his body that Travis heard the snap of a twig. The first shot of cum erupted from his dick as he looked up and saw the black leather cowboy god walk into the stable with a hungry look on his face. 

"Oh fuck," Travis moaned as he fucked his hand, cum exploding from his dick. 

"What the fuck?" the black leather god said with a chuckle. 

Unable to do anything but panic, Travis grabbed his jeans, his shirt, and the stetson that had fallen from his head, before he bolted for the rear door. 

The guy called after him but Travis was terrified that he'd been caught, and by the god of all people. He walked as quickly as he could away from the house, praying that he could find somewhere to dress before anyone else saw him, unsure of what the guy would say when Travis had to return to the party.