I waited, sitting on the tailgate as Buck retrieved the bag of ‘goodies’ from the cab. I had removed my jeans, as ordered and put my boots back on. The silver chains of the clamps and the leash glinted in the late afternoon sun. The ring around my dick and the strap on my balls felt warm in the outdoor light. Buck had also removed his pants, leaving his vest and the leather cock ring in place. I could hear the crunch of his boots on the ground as he brought the bag to the back of the pick-up and dropped it on the tailgate next to me. I looked at him standing in front of me with his cock poking up past the leather and his bare, muscular legs incased in his dusty black boots. The hair on his twin slabs of chest swirled down toward his crotch and back again to caress the nipples I longed to taste. My mouth watered as I looked at his massive body and thought of the unnamed possibilities.

Buck opened the bag and began rummaging around inside. He drew out a small can of lube and placed it near me.

“You’re usually wet enough to do your chores, but we might need some extra help today”, he said, matter of fact as I wondered just what he had in mind. I didn’t have to wonder long because the next item he withdrew from the bag was the largest dildo I had ever seen. It looked to be at least fourteen inches long and as big around as my wrist. At the tip was a round, bulging head while at the other ended in an evenly ribbed handle. I eyed the monster dick and looked up at him. Buck just gazed at me and smiled.

“I bet you’re wondering if you can take this. You don’t need to wonder, boy, you’re gonna take every last inch.”

While I had my own doubts, I knew not to question his authority. Eyeing the cartoonishly large rubber fuck-piece once again, I just nodded.

“Lay back and put your legs up” my boss directed, as I fell back onto the bed of the truck. Hoisting my knees toward my chest, I waited for his next order and hesitantly thought again of the humongous toy. Glancing past my still clamped nipples, I saw Buck push his hat to the back of his head and squat slightly. Placing his hands on the underside of my thighs he brought his mouth up to my hole and started to lick and work his tongue inside the dripping bud. All at once, my grunts and moans began to echo and ricochet among the trees, up to the sky and back to the ground to be met with his own. I closed my eyes as my whole body wound itself toward my ass. Buck held his palms against the underside of my thighs and I felt the steady warmth of his hands, matched only by the searing heat of his prying tongue. Dripping and greedy, my loosened opening ached for more of his mouth and the prickly hairs of his moustache. I felt him slather and lubricate his spit around the puckered crevice as I mentally begged for more. Squirming and sliding on the back of the pick-up, I thought again of the dildo and how insistent