M. Chris and I passed out champagne glasses and filled them up, getting ready for the big moment. “It’s almost twelve o’clock everyone,” Chris... yelled from the chair he was standing on; he was so tipsy he almost fell off. It was great to hear every one counting down in unison, “10-9-8-7...” Before I realized it Chris had grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen away from everyone. He counted softly in my ear, “3-2-1, Happy New Year,” Then planted a big kiss square on my lips. I kissed him. For a brief moment, Jamie is in June's mind. He's viewing himself unconscious on the floor.Concern for his health, June repeatedly shook his shoulder, . "Jamie, wake up....WAKE UP!" She places her ears on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.Jamie slowly open his eyes and spoke softly. "June, this is the last time I'm volunteering to do your crazy experiment." He says, getting up and scratching the back of his head, as the buzzing from his ears is fading away.June's eyes brighten joyfully. "Oh. How are other people going to recognize that too? Wait I have an idea.” She walked over to the far corner of the room to get something. As she walked back she started to explain her idea. “That bull belongs to the HO ranch, and since you now belong to him, you are also the property of the HO ranch. What better way for everyone to see that then this.” I was still looking in the monitor when she held the camera up to what she was holding. It was a red hot branding iron for the HO ranch. I. Gradually he entered me fully and began pumping. The pumping was at a nice even pace that was working nicely for me and I am guessing for him too. Shockingly I felt a hand on my leg – it came through the hole on the side. I was so much enjoying what was happening to me that I did not try to move it away. Since I did not move it away he took the liberty of grabbing my rock hard cock and began to stroke it.You can only imagine how all of this was feeling – getting fucked and stroked at the same.