A Fall Afternoon Behind The Chaparral


Anal, Gay, Humiliation, Spanking
Summer had slipped away and fall had arrived bringing crisp clear air and providing me with a good opportunity to take a walk around the lake on a late Wednesday good afternoon when no one would be around and I could just take me sentence and chill. My walkway was going o.k. until I came to the percentage of the walking path across the road from some of the family that were vacant this prison term of year. I did n't expect to see anyone around but I did hear a folio blower as I rounded the bend and what I saw all but ruined my peaceful reverie.

The blower was being operated by a new Hispanic man with whom I had had an meeting during the other part of summer. I had been doing some horticulture work in the upper part of my large cubic yard behind the barn and thought that I was alone. Above my prop was a townhouse development that had fallen into foreclosure and was vacant. While crawling around shirtless and in loose study jeans the jeans slipped down over my pelvic arch exposing my ass and it felt adept having the sun on my body so I Summer had slipped away and fall had arrived bringing crisp clear air and providing me with a near opportunity to train a paseo around the lake on a late Wednesday afternoon when no one would be around and I could just take me time and chill. My base on balls was going fine until I came to the part of the walking path across the road from some of the business firm that were vacant this fourth dimension of year. I did n't anticipate to see anyone around but I did find out a leaf blower as I rounded the curve and what I saw all but ruined my peaceful reverie.

The cetacean was being operated by a young Hispanic man with whom I had had an encounter during the early contribution of summer. I had been doing some gardening work in the upper parting of my large grand behind the b and thought that I was alone. Above my property was a townhouse development that had fallen into foreclosure and was vacant. While crawling around shirtless and in loose work jeans the jean slipped down over my pelvic girdle exposing my ass and it felt good having the sun on my torso so I did not bother to pull them up. Yeah, I am a bit of an exhibitionist but I really did not guess anyone was around so as I was crawling around weeding my blue jean slipped down to my bent knee joint fully exposing the amphetamine character of my body. I did not hump that this Hispanic American man was doing yard piece of work up above and that he was watching me and that me Andrew D. White round ass in the air that was pointing right up towards him was making him gaga. I did not know until I felt his hand on my shoulder and I froze not knowing who had come up behind me while I was so fully exposed.

I attempted to stand up with the intent of pulling up my denim but he held me down with his one inviolable manus on my neck. I gave in to the insistence and remained on all quaternity and he loosened his grip while keeping his hand around my neck. With his free hired man he unbuckled his bang and I could tell apart he was dropping his work pants. Without a word he got down on his knees behind my scanty egg white ass and took my hips in his strong paw and pulled my ass towards him. His strength was obvious so there was n't any point in my resisting and he was intent on doing what he wanted to do and his with child tool did n't experience any bother finding my anus and he slowly eased it up my rectum letting me adjust to the size of it of his manhood. Slowly he pushed himself into me until I could finger the front man of his thigh against my bare branch and felt his pubic haircloth against my ass. His cock was tremendous and I felt like I had a log inside of me. Slowly he began to act it in and out of me with increasing speed and I thought he was going to split me in two as he gathered momentum and kept thrusting harder and deeper into my white round ass. After what seemed like an infinity he started to moan loudly and shortly thereafter I felt his vast foul-up begin to twitch inside my rectum and I felt warmth spreading inside me as he deposited what must experience been a huge load of cum up my ass. When his prick finally stopped jerking and he had spent the message of his lump inside me he slumped over my rear and held me taut to him as his pratfall began to ebb and it finally slid out of me.

He stood over me and for the first meter I looked up at him and saw that he was reasonably handsome with dark skin and a smirk on his face.

"Maricón"he said derisively as he pulled up his work pants and refastened his belt ammunition. As he walked away and started back up the Hill he looked over his shoulder again and said"maricón"again. I did n't address Spanish but I know what that means.
The summer passed by without a repetition though I am embarrassed to admit that more than once I returned to the same cloistered part of my yard and went through the same routine of crawling around on all fours pretending to pull weeds while letting my loose-fitting work dungaree slide down off of my hips exposing my ass in hopes that he'd see me again and was then relieved when null happened and I returned to the theatre. I don't regard myself to be gay and I'd never been fucked in my ass before but I can not deny that his taking control of me was exhilarating and after the initial seismic disturbance his hammer up my ass felt pretty dear.

Now here I was walking along the lake path by the homes not even giving a thought to the experience I had with him and lo and behold here he was across the street and he was looking right at me with a smirk on his face. I kept walking and I smiled at him and he dropped the blower and signaled for me to cross the street and amount over to him. I stopped walking and looked at him not sure what I should do.

"Venga aqui."He called to me and signaled again. Hesitantly I left the walking path and began crossing the derelict street in his direction. He was waiting for me with his helping hand on his hips.

As soon as I got close to him he took my arm and began pulling me taking me around the mansion to the back deck that was surrounded by turgid evergreens. He led me between the evergreens, turned me around, put my workforce on the border of the deck and bent me send on a footling bit. He reached around in front of me and unbuttoned my dungaree and pulled my fly zipper down. He felt inside and obviously noticed that I was n't wearing any legal brief today. He then took the closed circuit at the side of meat of my dungaree and slide them down to my ankle. He stood up letting go of me and I could hear him behind me unbuckling his belt. I heard him spread the zipper of his body of work pants and heard him spitting, presumably on his cock. I felt the movement behind me as he was most in all likelihood stroking his cock into an hard-on while spitting on it getting it ready to go boldly where it had been once before.

He inched tight to me and positioned his heat energy seeking projectile between my ass cheeks and immediately found my anus. Slowly he eased his wet pecker past my anus and into my rectum inching as close to me as he could get. My anus opened up to his cock and he quickly had all of his prick inside me as he took a hold of my hip and pulled me back onto him so I could feel his pubic hair against my ass. I don't know if he was just horny or if he felt that we were in a parlous situation even though concealed and he began moving his big hard turncock in and out of my ass with speedy preciseness while occasionally slapping me on my bare good brass. He was pile driving away on my ass and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier until he rammed his cock all the way into me, held my hips tight pulling me down on his turncock as it began to twitch and I felt his warm load of cum spreading inside of me as his shaft throbbed 5 or 6 times before easing up and eventually stopping.

He laid his breast against my back with his implements of war around me holding me close to him until his now flaccid penis slipped out of my ass allowing his vast load of cum run down the interior of my bare leg. He stepped back, turned me around and placed his big impregnable mitt on my shoulder. I thought maybe he was going to kiss me but he was pressing down on my shoulders forcing me down to my knee. I obeyed his nonverbal command and sank to my knees in front of him looking up into his face. He made a motion with his index finger putting it into his mouth and moving it back and Forth River. I realized he want me to nurse his now limp dick that he had just taken out of my ass after giving me a quickly hard and totally in force piece of ass. Not being in any position to refuse I placed 2 finger's breadth under his dick, and lifted it to my mouth still looking up at him. He was nodding his approval as I opened my lip and took his cock on my tongue and began lightly sucking on it. He moaned with pleasure as he took my head between his work force and pulled me against him with my forehead on his bare belly and his pubic hairsbreadth in my nose. He bent his stage slightly and I could n't estimate out what he was doing as he held me against him with his legs bent grass and then it became abundantly pass to me as my mouth began to fill with warm salty water supply. He was urinating in my oral cavity and chuckling ever so slightly, knowing that with my nozzle pressed into his pubes the sole affair I could do to pass off was to eat up his piss. His chuckling was soon drowned out by the phone of my gulping down his warm weewee and doing so quickly because there was a lot of it.

When he was done urinating in my backtalk he pulled my headway back from against his body and stepped back. He had not pulled his pants all the way down but he put them back in blank space and zipped up his fly.

"Párate derecho"he whispered."Rapido. Ahora."

I stood up and pulled up my dungaree as he waved at me with his deal to go, to pound it, to get lost. I could recount by the taunting facial expression on his face and the idle smirk on his face that he was done with me and he wanted me gone and pronto so I exited the evergreen enclave and began walking as dear I could after having my ass fucked really hard by a large brown cock while standing almost rear. As I crossed the yard I heard him again.

"Puta. Maricón."And I could hear him laughing. He had every reason to laugh at me and to telephone me those gens because that is exactly what I was, at least for him. He had me, he owned me, and despite my mortification and the shame I felt for giving him my ass again and for drinking down all of his warm salty piss, once again I felt exhilarated.
bother to pull them up. Yeah, I am a bit of an exhibitionist but I really didn't think anyone was around so as I was crawling around weeding my denim slipped down to my bent knees fully exposing the amphetamine division of my organic structure. I didn't know that this Spanish American man was doing yard work up above and that he was watching me and that me white round ass in the air that was pointing right up towards him was making him crazy. I didn't know until I felt his hand on my shoulder joint and I froze not knowing who had come up behind me while I was so fully exposed.

I attempted to stand up with the intent of pulling up my jean but he held me down with his one strong helping hand on my neck. I gave in to the pressure level and remained on all fours and he loosened his grip while keeping his hand around my neck. With his give up hand he unbuckled his belt and I could recount he was dropping his work pants. Without a discussion he got down on his stifle behind my bare whiteness ass and took my pelvic girdle in his strong men and pulled my ass towards him. His potency was obvious so there wasn't any point in my resisting and he was intent on doing what he wanted to do and his large cock didn't have any trouble finding my anus and he slowly eased it up my rectum letting me adjust to the size of his manhood. Slowly he pushed himself into me until I could feel the fronts of his second joint against my bare legs and felt his pubic hair's-breadth against my ass. His pecker was enormous and I felt like I had a log inside of me. Slowly he began to mold it in and out of me with increasing speed and I thought he was going to split me in two as he gathered momentum and kept thrusting harder and deeper into my white round ass. After what seemed like an infinity he started to groan loudly and shortly thereafter I felt his huge boner begin to twitch inside my rectum and I felt warmth spreading inside me as he deposited what must have been a huge load of cum up my ass. When his cock finally stopped jerking and he had spent the content of his orb inside me he slumped over my rachis and held me tight to him as his boner began to ebb and it finally slid out of me.

He stood over me and for the first off time I looked up at him and saw that he was reasonably good-looking with dismal tegument and a smirk on his face.

"Maricón"he said derisively as he pulled up his employment pants and refastened his belt. As he walked away and started back up the James Jerome Hill he looked over his shoulder joint again and said"maricón"again. I didn't speak Spanish but I know what that means.
The summer passed by without a repeat though I am embarrassed to allow that More than once I returned to the same sequestrate component of my pace and went through the same routine of crawling around on all quatern pretending to pull smoke while letting my loose-fitting body of work jeans slide down off of my pelvis exposing my ass in hopes that he'd see me again and was then relieved when nothing happened and I returned to the house. I don't debate myself to be gay and I'd never been fucked in my ass before but I can not deny that his taking control of me was exhilarating and after the initial jounce his cock up my ass felt pretty good.

Now here I was walking along the lake path by the homes not even giving a thought process to the experience I had with him and lo and behold here he was across the street and he was looking right at me with a smirk on his face. I kept walking and I smiled at him and he dropped the cetacean mammal and signaled for me to baffle the street and come over to him. I stopped walking and looked at him not surely what I should do.

"Venga aqui."He called to me and signaled again. Hesitantly I left the walking path and began crossing the deserted street in his direction. He was waiting for me with his hired man on his hips.

As soon as I got close to him he took my arm and began pulling me taking me around the star sign to the bet on deck of cards that was surrounded by large evergreen. He led me between the evergreen plant, turned me around, put my hands on the edge of the deck and bent me forward a little bit. He reached around in nominal head of me and unfastened my jean and pulled my fly zipper down. He felt inside and obviously noticed that I wasn't wearing any Jockey shorts today. He then took the loops at the sides of my jeans and slew them down to my ankles. He stood up letting go of me and I could discover him behind me unbuckling his whack. I heard him open the zipper of his oeuvre pants and heard him spitting, presumably on his prick. I felt the movement behind me as he was most belike stroking his shaft into an erecting while spitting on it getting it set up to go boldly where it had been once before.

He inched finisher to me and positioned his estrus seeking missile between my ass buttock and immediately found my anus. Slowly he eased his wet dick past my anus and into my rectum inching as close to me as he could get. My anus opened up to his cock and he quickly had all of his cock inside me as he took a hold of my hips and pulled me back onto him so I could feel his pubic hair against my ass. I don't know if he was just horny or if he felt that we were in a precarious situation even though concealed and he began moving his big voiceless cock in and out of my ass with rapid precision while occasionally slapping me on my bare right cheek. He was pile driving away on my ass and his respiration was getting large and clayey until he rammed his peter all the way into me, held my hips tight pulling me down on his prick as it began to jerk and I felt his quick lading of cum spreading inside of me as his rooster throbbed 5 or 6 times before easing up and eventually stopping.

He laid his thorax against my back with his weaponry around me holding me close to him until his now flaccid penis slipped out of my ass allowing his Brobdingnagian load of cum run down the interior of my bare legs. He stepped back, turned me around and placed his big impregnable helping hand on my berm. I thought maybe he was going to kiss me but he was pressing down on my shoulders forcing me down to my knees. I obeyed his nonverbal command and sank to my knees in front of him looking up into his face. He made a motion with his index finger putting it into his mouth and moving it back and forth. I realized he want me to wet-nurse his now limp pecker that he had just taken out of my ass after giving me a quick hard and totally effective fucking. Not being in any position to refuse I placed 2 fingers under his dick, and lifted it to my mouth still looking up at him. He was nodding his approval as I opened my mouth and took his dick on my tongue and began lightly sucking on it. He moaned with pleasure as he took my head between his hands and pulled me against him with my forehead on his bare belly and his pubic hair's-breadth in my nose. He bent his ramification slightly and I couldn't figure out what he was doing as he held me against him with his legs bent and then it became abundantly clear to me as my sassing began to fulfill with warm salty water. He was urinating in my mouth and chuckling ever so slightly, knowing that with my olfactory organ pressed into his pubic region the but thing I could do to breathe was to unsay his water. His chuckling was soon drowned out by the sound of my gulping down his warm piddle and doing so quickly because there was a lot of it.

When he was done urinating in my backtalk he pulled my school principal back from against his body and stepped back. He had not pulled his bloomers all the way down but he put them back in post and zipped up his fly.

"Párate derecho"he whispered."Rapido. Ahora."

I stood up and pulled up my dungaree as he waved at me with his hired man to go, to ticktock it, to get lost. I could recount by the derisive look on his look and the light smirk on his case that he was done with me and he wanted me gone and pronto so I exited the evergreen plant enclave and began walking as best I could after having my ass fucked really hard by a large John Brown cock while standing almost erect. As I crossed the railyard I heard him again.

"Puta. Maricón."And I could hear him laughing. He had every grounds to laugh at me and to call me those figure because that is exactly what I was, at least for him. He had me, he owned me, and despite my humiliation and the shame I felt for giving him my ass again and for drinking down all of his warm salty urine, once again I felt exhilarated .
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