creation : Buck visits Bryce at his shoes for a horny visit


Farmboy 8
The warmness of the water is just what I need after a good fuck. And Buck has worn me out. I open my eyes slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The consistence of a man with the innocence of a child ; so beautiful to look at and so marvelous to be held in his mightily arms. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high school intensity relationships that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and catches me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that mephistophelian child-like smiling of his."You have another surprise for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can manage it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed tone."You want your surprisal or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, Buck flips over and gets on all quatern and makes his way to me, maintaining fully eye striking. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my mouth. I can finger his hint on my sass and prepare for one of his subdued sensual kisses ; my gumshoe even starts to tweet. But suddenly, he turns around and sticks his hot ass in my face with his anus nictation at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't shape out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a bead of my cum starts to drool out and run down the back of his nut sackful. He seems to be restricting the catamenia and it is fucking hot to watch it menstruate from his hole. I stared in amazement at the pearls of Edward D. White rolling down the seam of his pink pouch. How many sperm are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. Look at the size of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy flow from the bottom of his nut pouch, up the line, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's jam with the deliberateness and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream conoid. I tongued his moist hole and made it my goal to eat every free fall of the seminal fluid I had planted within him. Buck moaned with joy as I probed profoundly into him ; slowly at first and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the dear jar clean and jerk."Oh, Buck…that was a marvelous surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met font to face. Staring into his heart, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his mouth. Our spit met and I offered him a penchant of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his eyes got big and he sucked my lingua furiously. We kissed deeply for awhile until we both slid below the weewee line and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few minutes later with Pearl Sydenstricker Buck's caressing touch on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my buff staring intently into my eyes. A small smile came across his aspect."Bryce…"he whispered.
"Yeah, Buck"I said smoothly.
"I'm hungry !"he said loudly and I was slightly startled.
"I'm sorta hungry, too…but I just ate a nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"submit me to a decent place and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The cuisine of every nation is usable to you within a shortstop distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a meat and murphy kinda guy to me."I said as I gripped his muscled bicep.
"Sushi, actually."He replied with a nervous grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't know your last figure. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"Pearl Sydenstricker Buck Thorpe. Hmmm…I guess it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a joke where the punch line is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my head down, not realizing that buck didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"buck said in a disappointed voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a lowest name I could have ever guessed. So is Buck your real outset name or a nickname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the gens my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My real name is Brockton Thorpe. We moved in with my aunt and uncle when Ben and I were four years old. My parents…they died in a car collapse and they took us in."Buck looked almost embarrassed at his history.
I admit it. I was instantly choked up, and then I said,"Oh, long horse. I'm so sorry. I had no idea. That must feature been a tough affair to hap and to endure through."
"Uncle Ted and Aunt Maggie are really the lone parents we know. They are practiced people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own Thomas Kid, and Aunt Maggie said it was the way the master made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good shoes to get up. Most of the time we called them mom and dad."Pearl Sydenstricker Buck just unloaded all this information on me like he had it bottled up for years. His face was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my paw on his berm and Buck covered my script. He took it and kissed it, then held it to his cheek.
"It's OK, Bryce. I hardly recall my parents and only neglect them when I think about how different my life might have been. I'll tell you about it sometime. But for now…I am so hungry I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"Buck hoisted me up out of the water and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to drop a lot of time dabbing my bundle. He placed the towel between my legs, almost like a nappy and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my orb and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were gear up in a twinkling. Buck went to the node room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to find just the right clothes. We met in the living elbow room after twenty moment and my backtalk just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal case with a livid deprive shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't love how he pulled it off with charcoal…but he did. This was one drop-dead gorgeous son of a bitch and he was all mine for the night…or the weekend…or whatever.
"Holy shag, dude ! You are so flaming hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and ravage you right here !"I said with honest enthusiasm.
sawhorse was beaming with a childlike grin."You really like it, Mr. Bryce ?"He asked excitedly."Now wait…it's my turn of events to ask. What is your last name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly humiliated that I hadn't shown him the same enthusiasm when I learned his name."cum on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some grub !"
Buck insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his license. I was a piffling nervous about a tractor-driving farmboy running through the gears of my Beemer…but he really knew what he was doing. There was something so secret about my playfellow and I am happy to strip down this Allium cepa one stratum at a time. In no time at all we were in social movement of Mi Sushi and Buck pulled right up to the man. I normally don't valet de chambre park…but this was a special dark and I was prepared to show Buck a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my pocket to tip the gentleman, long horse barked,"I got it."And peeled off a XX off the wad of cash in his air pocket and handed it to the blonde twink then patted him on the ass as he walked behind the car.
"Wow…I guess you did get it. Was the big tip for the parking or the hot firm ass you just grabbed ?"I smirked.
"Hey, if ball players can snaffle each others'fuck to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the front man room access."Besides, I think the little cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even feel my hand on his butt."Pearl Sydenstricker Buck chuckled.
We had a tremendous meal of sushi and other appetizers. We had some Champagne-Ardenne and I think it was around the one-third ice that I started to care about how much we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like nice things, I work hard for my money, and I take concern of what I have. With a few swallow in me, I started to expect more intently on my friend and lover. My curiosity was working overtime. I wanted to recognize to a greater extent about him. But right before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his life, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a meeting, Bryce. Can you drop me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, sawbuck. Where do you need to go and what time do you postulate to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business card from his air pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's office in Regency tugboat. The meeting is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you aid me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no job !"I said with a smile."Those are some big throttle. Did you do something wrong to need their service ? You're in destiny, my friend, I just happen to know a good lawyer if you need some help getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a letter from them telling us that our parents had some specification to their volition that charge in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the niche, they wanted to converge us. Ben wouldn't come. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a real homebody, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the town limits."Pearl Sydenstricker Buck explained."He also has the hots for this fille he met at a barn saltation. That's a chronicle for later."
As I'm hearing sawbuck talk, I'm noticing for the first meter that he has lost that country boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you think I need a lawyer for that, Bryce ?"“ well, I think it's always crucial to have sound agency to protect your right hand, Pearl Buck. If you want, I can come along and make sure those snakes treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na bring your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."fountainhead I can see I'm gon na have to write this out for you farmboy…I AM the lawyer I was talking about, you sexy stud."I said with feigned insult."I didn't know you was a attorney, Bryce ! That's great ! Yes, please ! Come and aid me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a smile."And I will do it Gratis…fancy word for Free."With an annoyed look that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, Bryce, but I'm not stupid."“ Oh, infant ... I know you aren't. I was just messin'with you. Forgive me ?"“ Awww…I could never really be mad at you, Bryce. Once you eat cum from another man's ass, you are sound acquaintance for life."I thought on that a bit and my cock twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too drunk to ride. We agreed that we were both too to the full and too trite for to a greater extent hot man sex. We settled in on the redact under a cover in our boxer. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was romanticistic and aphrodisiac and very comfortable. dollar bill was the first base man to drop the night with me in my new condo. The honor couldn't have gone to a more suitable recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's heavy cock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an instant and accomplish down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this dayspring, I had some competition and it seemed that Buck had gotten there first."skillful morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breathing place sent a chill down my side and I felt my nipple popped to attending. I shivered a little and enjoyed the sensations of Buck's cock on my thigh, his hired man on my cock, his breast against my back and his lips slowly nibbling my neck opening and shoulder. This is a wonderful to way to fire up up and I think I want this every day of my life history. I feel quick, dependable and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to make love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff prick pointing in his face, I say"Give me a minute handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a flash and I leap onto the bed, pinning buck on his stomach."Now let's hand-to-hand struggle to see who fucks who this break of the day !"I put up a serious fight but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Buck's wrists and obligate them above his mind while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily call for the driver's seat, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"screams Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and remove it like a man !"I surrender without dissent and let him flip me over on my back. long horse positions himself between my legs and I immediately enfold my peg around him. He kisses me softly at first and then gets more than and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his smooth sides and I feel a chill forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my body and into my arms. The sensation is unbelievable and I close my eyes to savour it completely. clam's kissing all over my cervix and breast just intensifies the feeling and my nipples harden and tumefy. His powerful tongue circles my most sensitive nipple and a jolt runs down my organic structure and into my cock. I feel like Pearl Sydenstricker Buck keeps pushing push button that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, clam ! Make lovemaking to me !"I yell as my arm wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
horse's cock knife thrust at my hollow as he humps me dry. His precum starts to course but it won't be fast enough for me. I take a wad of my own expectoration and slap it onto my ass, making it ill at ease for Pearl Sydenstricker Buck to hump me."I want that cock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheek and bloodline him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, Buck takes a few gentle stabs at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and recondite ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a fiddling startled at first, clam gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and deep. His first few deep poke nearly knocked the hint out of me, but I was getting the pounding I wanted from him. oceanic abyss and hard, he pounded me over and over again like a well-oiled machine."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. shag me !"
I enjoyed every bingle thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my branch and arms locked around my lover, I feel him rise me off the bed. He holds me soused as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his cock still deep inside me."Time for you to do a footling workplace, stud poker. Ride me."Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started to ride on his pecker. Tightening my pegleg, I was able-bodied to bounce up and down on his cock while my sphincter muscle gripped his manhood."shtup yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so slopped, baby !"By this point, Buck has a truehearted bag on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minute I got the hardest pounding of my sprightliness with me on top. I can only imagine the amount of money of upper arm and core strength it must adopt to defend his balance in this posture. I give up on trying to help and just let him control how debauched and how deep he fucks me. My hands slide down to his all-inclusive shoulder joint and I feel how sway hard his muscleman are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is crack human. My mind wanders and a funny sentiment dad into my school principal ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make sure I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his bridge player on my shoulders and holds me in space while he impales me on his stopcock. I wonder if he can scan my creative thinker. I grip his powerful forearms and plant my foot. I take over as the source of energy running this sex car. I see a smile come over Buck's side as closes his optic to savor it. After several minute of fucking myself on his hawkshaw, I feel my brawn burn and I am out of energy. I make my way back up to his berm and enfold my blazon around his neck. We both stop to savour a kiss, his dick lodged recondite inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, Buck"comes out of my rima oris before I can stop it. He pushes me back by my berm and looks deep into my eyes. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his face. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my mind is a hard drive searching the interleave. Do I really love him or is it just the sex talking ? I can't let this go on any longer. The silence is deafening. I imagine being on trial with me on the stand, being questioned by ME…with an entire panel of MY clone. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the spokesperson in my promontory."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the shit out of dollar bill. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm guilty of loving you, Buck. I can't deny it one to a greater extent second. I love you and now I've said it to you."Buck looks even deeper into my oculus as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really love me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his indisposition since I just told him yesterday that I wasn't sure. But I'm kinda pissed that he's questioning my raw emotions. Tempering my response I say,"Yeah, baby. I am totally grievous. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so lovingness and loving and generous with their heart. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly get it on you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how much I wanted to hear that from you. I love you so much it hurts when we're apart."Isn't that just like my farmboy ? He even tops me in the thought section. We smile foolishly at each other and give birth our inaugural functionary kiss as boyfriend. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to make love to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my back and we kiss deeply. His cock never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sensation of having him between my legs. My inner thigh are a new erogenous zona for me and I enjoy the light friction combined with the decelerate rocking rhythm. My tool is rubbing his unruffled intemperate stomach and it feels like velvet with every thrust. The necking, the rocking, the prostate gland stimulant, and the velvet touch of his belly make me hyper sensible."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more thrusts later and I shoot rope after rope of my okay Edward White semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my devotee, my stallion soundbox convulses lightly. My anus handle sawbuck's manhood and I hear his ventilation get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as rattling as mine was. I lightly run my finger's breadth up and down his back while I hold him tight to me."Oh ass ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! buck has a disinclination in his rocking regular recurrence and then plows into me rich. I move my hired hand down to cup his ass and I feel his rock hard mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his load deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his backbone and slope. He shivers and it is cunning to see him respond like this.
"Don't twist out, baby. Stay inside me for awhile. Just hold in me and kiss me and tell apart me you love me."I had suddenly become very poverty-stricken and I silently hoped I didn't auditory sensation desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my favorite way to designate you how much I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my cheek, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck. He ground into me from time to time, rotating his hip joint. We stayed connected for several minutes before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscular tissue contract and I unintentionally ejected his softening rooster from my rectum. We laughed at how funny that was and it turned into a vibrate contest. I always lose."Oh SOB ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"scattergun !"vaulting horse yelled as we reached the room access to the garage."I figured you'd want to ram, aphrodisiac"I said to him in a thing of fact tone."Nawww…I just want to count at your beautiful expression while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you ram this thing like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into show-off mode and did my good to demo Buck that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the campaign a hybrid between racing and strong-growing city drive. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk Sir Thomas More than I should give when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency tugboat with mickle of sentence to spare. I found a parking spot on the main street and did a fantastic job of parallel parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the mental test !"“ What exam is that, hunk ?"I asked with stake."There are actually two examination. number 1 one, which you passed, means that you know how to repel a high performance vehicle the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even take the turning without pussying-out like a chick
."He said seriously."well, shit…I had no melodic theme it was tryout ! So what's the former part of the test, stud ?"“ The other test…which you failed miserably…was the tryout of being a total-arrogant-prick-Look I got a BMW-better-than-everyone-else-on-the-road-driver."Sorry fellow ”, he said with his hired man on my articulatio humeri and shaking his head teacher,"you failed ”."No get it on way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total tug behind the bike !"Looking into my eye solemnly, long horse said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the normal, never run a lightness, and you even let citizenry in figurehead of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly laugh and clapped me on the thorax."well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency Towers is the elite group concern reference. The tenants of this building all paid the wax admission charge fee. There are no discounts ; just long condition leases backed by old money. No jump ups here…it wouldn't be right. The higher the floor, the more important the business is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top floor could only have in mind that these dogs were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the card out of Buck's hired hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the gens on the carte. When we hit the reception area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see attorney gold-worker ”. A beautiful and well groomed receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her bosses inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal mental representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smiling. She squeezed out a fake smile and said,"Very goodness, valet de chambre. Would you please have a seat in the preferred client room to your left ? I will let Mr. goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ sanctum crap, dude…preferred client ? Your parents must have been important."
Buck looked queasy and I wasn't trusted why. Buck also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a buff farmboy scantling with working man's muscles and a sex drive that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to decorate totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him pick them out. I look down at my own press and question if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp young up-and-coming attorney with the BMW. I need to dress better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm fine, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can get our lives together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the implication of my professing of love to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our fourth dimension together, and building our futures together.
"Brockton James Francis Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the fine Italian case. Buck jumps up and extends his hand."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with exuberance as he pumps the elderberry bush man's hired man."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"Well, my boy, that is an incredible handshake. Hahaha…just like your Fatherhood. I would have recognized you a mile away."
"You knew my Church Father ? Buck asked with surprisal.
"Why yes, we met and were roomie at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smile just like yours."He recalled."So where is Benton ?"he asked. Benton ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to convey his excuse for not being here. I told him I would get whatever information you wanted to leave to us and I'd share it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. wellspring let's go sit somewhere secret so we can discuss your future tense. ”