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Men's Erotica: The Late Night Ride
Men's Erotica: The Late Night Ride
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The Late Night Ride is a Western and Men's Erotica short story - M/F. This erotica short story contains explicit content, erotic situations, graphic language and is suitable for readers 18 and over.
The only girl in a gang of men, Sarah is nothing more than a possession to serve them. She travels with them dressed as a boy, and they treat her as their servant. But when that gang shows up on Tom's ranch, he can instantly see she's worth so much more than anything else. At first, he feels sorry for her, and he offers her what he can without asking anything in return. When he gives her food, she wants to repay his kindness. He objects, not wanting to take advantage of her. He finds that he is willing to do anything he can to keep her with him, even if it means fighting for her.
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They rode in just after dusk, five in all. Tom greeted them in the yard, his gun strapped to his hip. Visitors weren't uncommon, but he couldn't be too careful, as close as he was to the Mexican border and as dry as the summer season was. Men had killed for a lot less than water, especially when it was rare as gold. He narrowed his eyes against the orange glare, picking out what details he could. There seemed to be four grown men riding in pairs, a lone boy between them on a smaller horse. They rode at a sedate pace, and Tom had plenty of time to prepare his greeting.
"Howdy."
The leader leaned off his horse and spat before nodding and flashing a rather amiable smile. "Howdy. Mind if we refresh ourselves?"
"You're welcome to have a drink. The well's around back."
"Jake?" The man to the left nodded at the boy.
"Right. Mind if we bunk down here tonight? We trapped our own varmints."
Tom nodded. "You can sleep in the barn." It wasn't the first time travelers had settled in for the night, but usually they were deputized posses or Texas Rangers, either chasing somebody to the border or hauling somebody back from Mexico (rarer, the men they chased rarely came back alive). "Let me show you."
The only girl in a gang of men, Sarah is nothing more than a possession to serve them. She travels with them dressed as a boy, and they treat her as their servant. But when that gang shows up on Tom's ranch, he can instantly see she's worth so much more than anything else. At first, he feels sorry for her, and he offers her what he can without asking anything in return. When he gives her food, she wants to repay his kindness. He objects, not wanting to take advantage of her. He finds that he is willing to do anything he can to keep her with him, even if it means fighting for her.
Excerpt:
They rode in just after dusk, five in all. Tom greeted them in the yard, his gun strapped to his hip. Visitors weren't uncommon, but he couldn't be too careful, as close as he was to the Mexican border and as dry as the summer season was. Men had killed for a lot less than water, especially when it was rare as gold. He narrowed his eyes against the orange glare, picking out what details he could. There seemed to be four grown men riding in pairs, a lone boy between them on a smaller horse. They rode at a sedate pace, and Tom had plenty of time to prepare his greeting.
"Howdy."
The leader leaned off his horse and spat before nodding and flashing a rather amiable smile. "Howdy. Mind if we refresh ourselves?"
"You're welcome to have a drink. The well's around back."
"Jake?" The man to the left nodded at the boy.
"Right. Mind if we bunk down here tonight? We trapped our own varmints."
Tom nodded. "You can sleep in the barn." It wasn't the first time travelers had settled in for the night, but usually they were deputized posses or Texas Rangers, either chasing somebody to the border or hauling somebody back from Mexico (rarer, the men they chased rarely came back alive). "Let me show you."
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