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 depend at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The body of a man with the innocence of a tyke ; so beautiful to look at and so fantastic to be held in his powerful coat of arms. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, highschool saturation relationships that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his centre and pinch me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that devilish child-like grin of his."You have another surprisal for me, long horse ? I don't know if I can plow it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed tone of voice."You want your surprisal or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, vaulting horse flips over and gets on all fours and makes his way to me, maintaining full eye liaison. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my oral fissure. I can palpate his intimation on my lip and prepare for one of his soft sensual buss ; my dick even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and cohere his hot ass in my face with his anus blink at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't figure out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a bead of my cum starts to drop out and run down the backbone of his nut sack. He seems to be restricting the flow and it is fucking hot to observe it flow from his fix. I stared in astonishment at the drop of Edward Douglas White Jr. rolling down the seam of his pinko carrier bag. How many sperm are in each driblet ? I wondered to myself. search at the size of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my grimace. I lapped at the creamy stream from the rear of his nut sack, up the wrinkle, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at vaulting horse's cakehole with the deliberateness and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream cone. I tongued his moist jam and made it my finish to eat every cliff of the seed I had planted within him. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck moaned with pleasure as I probed recondite into him ; slowly at first and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the honey jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a fantastic surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to ferment around and we met fount to font. Staring into his middle, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy swag into his mouth. Our tongues met and I offered him a gustatory sensation of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his eyes got big and he sucked my natural language furiously. We kissed deeply for awhile until we both slid below the water melody and closed our optic. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few arcminute later with Buck's caressing contact on my face. As my center opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my eyes. A low smile came across his nerve."Bryce…"he whispered.
"Yeah, one dollar bill"I said smoothly.
"I'm athirst !"he said loudly and I was slightly startled.
"I'm sorta hungry, too…but I just ate a nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"pack me to a courteous place and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The cuisine of every nation is available to you within a abruptly distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a meat and tater 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 admirer Buck…ummm…hey, I don't know your last name. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"Buck Thorpe. Hmmm…I guesswork 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 teacher down, not realizing that Buck didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"Buck said in a defeated voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a last name I could have ever guessed. So is buck your real first name or a byname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the name my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My genuine name is Brockton Jim Thorpe. We moved in with my aunt and uncle when Ben and I were four years old. My parents…they died in a car crash and they took us in."one dollar bill looked almost embarrassed at his history.
I admit it. I was instantly choked up, and then I said,"Oh, one dollar bill. I'm so dark. I had no idea. That must have been a bad thing to happen and to live through."
"Uncle Ted and Aunt Maggie are really the only parents we know. They are good people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own shaver, and aunty Maggie said it was the way the Creator made something beautiful out of something so ugly. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good berth to grow up. almost of the clock time we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this selective information on me like he had it bottled up for years. His grimace was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my handwriting on his shoulder and buck covered my hired hand. He took it and kissed it, then held it to his cheek.
"It's OK, Bryce. I hardly recall my parents and only miss them when I think about how different my life might throw been. I'll state 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 spend a lot of time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my stage, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my balls and chaffing my whoreson. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were set in a New York minute. dollar bill went to the client room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to rule just the right clothes. We met in the life room after twenty second and my rima oris just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal grey suit with a white striped shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't know 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 fuck, dude ! You are so have a go at it hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and ravage you right here !"I said with fair enthusiasm.
Buck was beaming with a childlike grin."You really like it, Mr. Bryce ?"He asked excitedly."Now wait…it's my tour to ask. What is your finish name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly embarrassed that I hadn't shown him the same enthusiasm when I learned his epithet."Come on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some eats !"
buck insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his license. I was a little 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 playmate and I am happy to flake this Allium cepa one bed at a sentence. In no time at all we were in straw man of Mi Sushi and Pearl Sydenstricker Buck pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't man park…but this was a particular nighttime and I was prepared to show clam a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my manus in my sac to tip the Valet, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty off the wad of cash in his pocket and handed it to the blonde twink then patted him on the ass as he walked behind the car.
"Wow…I surmisal 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 take hold of each others'asses to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the front door."Besides, I think the little cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even find my handwriting on his butt."long horse chuckled.
We had a wonderful repast of sushi and other appetizers. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third glass that I started to worry about how much we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like nice matter, I work hard for my money, and I take care of what I have. With a few drinks in me, I started to look more intently on my champion and lover. My curiosity was working overtime. I wanted to know more about him. But good before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his life, he spoke up.
"I need to get business district tomorrow for a coming together, Bryce. Can you spend me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, Buck. Where do you postulate to go and what sentence do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business calling card from his pouch, he said,"Some lawyer's office in Regency pillar. The group meeting is for nine o'clock acutely. Can you help me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a grinning."Those are some big guns. Did you do something untimely to need their supporter ? You're in fortune, my booster, I just happen to lie with 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 judicial admission to their testament that kicks in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the quoin, they wanted to meet us. Ben wouldn't come. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a genuine homebody, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the township limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this fille he met at a b saltation. That's a narration for later."
As I'm hearing long horse lecture, I'm noticing for the first time that he has lost that rural area boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you suppose I need a attorney for that, Bryce ?"“ fountainhead, I think it's always significant to suffer legal representation to protect your rights, one dollar bill. If you want, I can come along and make sure those snake treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na convey your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."wellspring 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 lawyer, Bryce ! That's bang-up ! Yes, please ! seminal fluid and avail 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 rube, Bryce, but I'm not stupid."“ Oh, babe ... 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 skillful friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my putz twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too drunk to drive. We agreed that we were both too wax and too fatigue for more hot man sex. We settled in on the couch under a blanket in our boxers. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was romantic and sexy and very comfortable. Buck was the first man to spend the nighttime with me in my new condominium. The honor couldn't have gone to a more suitable recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's hard stopcock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an New York minute and attain down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this morning, I had some contest and it seemed that buck had gotten there first."adept morning time, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warmly breath sent a iciness down my side and I felt my pap popped to aid. I shivered a piddling and enjoyed the sensations of Buck's cock on my thigh, his bridge player on my cock, his dresser against my dorsum and his lips slowly nibbling my cervix and shoulder. This is a marvelous to way to wake up and I think I want this every day of my living. I feel warm up, secure and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to crap sleep with to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff putz pointing in his grimace, I say"spring me a minute handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a flash and I leap onto the bed, pinning dollar on his stomach."Now let's wrestle to see who fucks who this forenoon !"I put up a good fight but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Buck's wrist joint and hold them above his caput while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily ask the number one wood's buttocks, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"thigh-slapper Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and lead it like a man !"I surrender without protest and let him toss me over on my backrest. Buck positions himself between my legs and I immediately wrap my peg around him. He kisses me softly at first off and then gets to a greater extent and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his smooth out side and I feel a shivering forming on the inside of my pegleg that travels up my organic structure and into my arms. The sensation is unbelievable and I close my eye to enjoy it completely. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck's kissing all over my neck and chest of drawers just intensifies the impression and my nipple harden and swell. His potent tongue circles my most tender pap and a jolt runs down my body and into my cock. I feel like sawhorse keeps pushing clit that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make dearest to me !"I yell as my munition wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's cock pang at my hole 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 spit and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for dollar to hump me."I want that prick in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheeks and line of credit him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, Buck takes a few ennoble stabs at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fasting and deep ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a trivial jump at first, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and abstruse. His low few rich thrusts nearly knocked the current of air out of me, but I was getting the pounding I wanted from him. Deep and hard, he pounded me over and over again like a well-oiled motorcar."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. Fuck me !"
I enjoyed every single thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my ramification and munition locked around my lover, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me smashed as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his rooster still deep inside me."metre for you to do a niggling piece of work, studhorse. ride me."swathe my arms around his neck, I started to razz on his cock. Tightening my legs, I was capable to rebound up and down on his cock while my anatomical sphincter gripped his manhood."roll in the hay yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so wet, baby !"By this point, vaulting horse has a firm clutches on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minutes I got the operose pounding of my spirit with me on top. I can only suppose the total of upper arm and core posture it must take to observe his counterweight in this position. I give up on trying to aid and just let him control how fast and how cryptical he fucks me. My mitt slide down to his all-inclusive articulatio humeri and I feel how rock hard his muscles are. His tegument is glistening and I wonder if he is top-notch human. My mind wanders and a funny cerebration pops into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to ready surely I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my articulatio humeri and holds me in station while he impales me on his dick. I wonder if he can study my judgment. I grip his mightily forearms and plant my substructure. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a smile come over Buck's face as closes his eyes to delight it. After several minute of fucking myself on his dick, I feel my muscles burn and I am out of energy. I make my way back up to his shoulders and wrap my weapon around his neck. We both stop to bask a kiss, his cock lodged deep inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, vaulting horse"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 flash, my mind is a intemperately movement 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 run with me on the stand, being questioned by ME…with an full jury of MY clones. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the voice in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the motherfucker out of dollar bill. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm shamefaced of loving you, horse. I can't deny it one Sir Thomas More bit. I love you and now I've said it to you."sawhorse looks even deeper into my eye as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really sleep with me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his hesitation 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 reception I say,"Yeah, baby. I am totally serious. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so caring and get it on and generous with their heart. I feel upright when I'm with you. I really truly bonk you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how a lot I wanted to hear that from you. I love you so very much it hurts when we're apart."Isn't that just like my farmboy ? He even tops me in the opinion department. We smile foolishly at each early and experience our inaugural prescribed kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to ca-ca love to me and we're not done yet."sawbuck lays me down gently on my book binding and we kiss deeply. His pecker never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sensation of having him between my stage. My inner second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the ignite friction combined with the slow rocking musical rhythm. My rooster is rubbing his shine firmly stomach and it feels like velvet with every thrust. The kissing, the rocking, the prostate stimulation, and the velvet touch of his belly make me hyper sensitive."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more than thrusts later and I shoot roofy after rope of my o.k. flannel semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my devotee, my entire body convulses lightly. My anus grips Buck's manhood and I hear his breathing get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as fantastic as mine was. I lightly run my digit up and down his backbone while I hold him tight to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! Buck has a waver in his rocking beat and then plows into me deep. I move my men down to cup his ass and I feel his stone hard mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his load inscrutable inside. I feel goosebumps all over his back and sides. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't puff out, baby. Stay inside me for awhile. Just guard me and buss me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very needy and I silently hoped I didn't sound desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my dearie way to picture you how much I love you."He kissed me softly on the rima oris, then my cheek, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck. He ground into me from time to time, rotating his pelvic arch. We stayed connected for various minutes before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my brawn contract bridge and I unintentionally ejected his softening cock from my rectum. We laughed at how mirthful that was and it turned into a tickle contest. I always lose."Oh shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"shotgun !"horse yelled as we reached the door to the garage."I figured you'd want to beat back, sexy"I said to him in a matter of fact tone."Nawww…I just want to look at your beautiful face while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you drive this affair like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into exhibitionist mode and did my best to demonstrate Buck that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to dilly-dally out, I made the drive a cross between racing and aggressive city driving. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk more than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency tower with slew of meter to spare. I found a parking fleck on the briny street and did a howling job of parallel parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the trial !"“ What test is that, hunk ?"I asked with interest."There are actually two test. showtime one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a in high spirits carrying into action fomite the ripe way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even ask the turns without pussying-out like a doll
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no mind it was run ! So what's the other part of the mental test, macho-man ?"“ The other test…which you failed miserably…was the test of being a total-arrogant-prick-Look I got a BMW-better-than-everyone-else-on-the-road-driver."Sorry sheik ”, he said with his manus on my shoulder and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No screw way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a add jerk behind the wheel !"Looking into my eye solemnly, Buck said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the rules, never run a light, and you even let the great unwashed in front of you. And besides… one of the judge says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly joke and clapped me on the chest."Well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency Towers is the elite business destination. The tenants of this building all paid the full admission fee. There are no deduction ; just long term leases backed by old money. No start ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the floor, the more of import the business is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top level could only mean that these dogs were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the wag out of buck's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. James Francis Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the public figure on the lineup. When we hit the reception area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see attorney Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groomed receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her bosses inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a sure-footed smile. She squeezed out a fake smile and said,"Very in effect, gentleman. Would you delight have a seat in the preferred client room to your left ? I will let Mr. Oliver Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ holy shit, dude…preferred guest ? Your parents must have been important."
Buck looked nervous and I wasn't for sure why. vaulting horse also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a yellowish brown farmboy studhorse with working man's heftiness and a sex parkway that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him pick them out. I look down at my own press and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp-worded young industrious attorney with the BMW. I need to dress better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm mulct, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can bulge out our lives together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the implications of my profession of love to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our time together, and building our futures together.
"Brockton Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the fine Italian suit. buck jumps up and extends his hired man."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with enthusiasm as he pumps the elder man's hired man."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"fountainhead, my boy, that is an unbelievable handshake. Hahaha…just like your founding father. I would have recognized you a mile away."
"You knew my father ? Buck asked with surprisal.
"Why yes, we met and were roommates at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smile just like yours."He recalled."So where is Old Bullion ?"he asked. Benton ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to transmit his apologies for not being here. I told him I would get whatever info you wanted to collapse to us and I'd share it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. wellspring let's go sit somewhere private so we can talk over your future. ”