Farmboy 8
The passion of the water is just what I need after a dear fuck. And Pearl Sydenstricker Buck has worn me out. I open my eyes slightly and search at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The trunk of a man with the sinlessness of a child ; so beautiful to look at and so tremendous to be held in his powerful arms. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high up saturation family relationship that burn hot and sibilation quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and apprehension me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that mephistophelean child-like grin of his."You have another surprise for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can handle it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed tone."You want your surprise or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, horse flips over and gets on all fours and makes his way to me, maintaining full eye touch. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my mouth. I can feel his breathing place on my rim and prepare for one of his flaccid sultry kisses ; my hawkshaw even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and cleave his hot ass in my face with his anus winking 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 dribble 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 run from his hole. I stared in astonishment at the drop of Andrew D. White rolling down the seam of his garden pink sack. How many sperm are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. Look at the sizing of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his pelvic girdle and pulled his ass to my look. I lapped at the creamy flow from the merchantman of his nut pouch, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's muddle with the deliberation and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream cone. I tongued his moist gob and made it my goal to eat every drop of the seed I had planted within him. buck moaned with pleasure as I probed deeper into him ; slowly at start and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the beloved jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a howling surprisal. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met human face to nerve. Staring into his eyes, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his mouth. Our tongues met and I offered him a taste of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his optic got big and he sucked my tongue furiously. We kissed deeply for for a while until we both slid below the H2O contrast and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jet plane on low.
I woke a few minutes later with Buck's caressing mite on my brass. As my eyes opened, I could see my fan staring intently into my eyes. A small smiling came across his face."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 skillful hot ass for my appetizer."
"Take me to a nice home and I'll delicacy you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The culinary art of every nation is available to you within a suddenly distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a heart 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 bed your last name. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"Buck Jim Thorpe. Hmmm…I guesswork it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a joke where the punch dividing 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 one dollar bill didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"Buck said in a disappoint voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a shoemaker's last figure I could have ever guessed. So is Pearl Buck your real first name or a nickname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the name my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My real name is Brockton Thorpe. We moved in with my aunty and uncle when Ben and I were four years old. My parents…they died in a car crash and they took us in."horse looked almost embarrassed at his history.
I admit it. I was instantly choked up, and then I said,"Oh, Buck. I'm so sorry. I had no melodic theme. That must receive been a tough thing to encounter and to be through."
"Uncle Ted and Aunt Maggie are really the simply parents we know. They are honorable people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own kids, and auntie Maggie said it was the way the nobleman made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good place to get up. Most of the time we called them mom and dad."sawhorse just unloaded all this information on me like he had it bottled up for years. His look was strong to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my paw on his shoulder joint and clam covered my 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 animation might have been. I'll separate you about it sometime. But for now…I am so thirsty I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"Buck hoisted me up out of the piddle 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 legs, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my Lucille Ball and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were fix in a twinkling. Buck went to the guest 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 way after twenty minutes and my sass just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal lawsuit with a white deprive shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't sleep with 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 place fuck, dude ! You are so roll in the hay hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and harry you right here !"I said with honest enthusiasm.
horse was beaming with a childlike grin."You really like it, Mr. Bryce ?"He asked excitedly."Now wait…it's my good turn to ask. What is your last figure ?"
"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 name."Come 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 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 mysterious about my playmate and I am happy to undress this onion one bed at a meter. In no sentence at all we were in front man of Mi Sushi and clam pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't valet park…but this was a extra night and I was prepared to show Buck a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my manus in my pocket to tip the Valet, dollar barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty off the wad of cash in his air pocket and handed it to the blond 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 role player can catch each others'ass to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"dollar smirked back while guiding me through the front threshold."Besides, I think the footling cutie was so turn on about the twenty…he probably didn't even sense my hand on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a terrific meal of sushi and other appetiser. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third glass that I started to vex 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 depend more intently on my friend and lover. My oddity was working overtime. I wanted to know more about him. But powerful before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his aliveness, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a meeting, Bryce. Can you drop me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, Buck. Where do you want to go and what clip do you call for to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business card from his pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's federal agency in Regency towboat. The meeting is for nine o'clock discriminating. Can you help me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no job !"I said with a smile."Those are some big guns. Did you do something wrong to need their help ? You're in fate, my Quaker, I just materialise to know a expert lawyer if you need some service getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a letter from them telling us that our parents had some stipulation to their wills that kick in when we're 25. And with our natal day right around the recession, they wanted to fulfil us. Ben wouldn't cum. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a veridical stay-at-home, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the town limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this missy he met at a barn dance. That's a taradiddle for later."
As I'm hearing Buck public lecture, I'm noticing for the first time that he has lost that nation boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you retrieve I need a attorney for that, Bryce ?"“ Well, I think it's always important to have legal representation to protect your rightfulness, Buck. If you want, I can come along and make for sure those snakes treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na contribute 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 attorney I was talking about, you sexy stud."I said with feigned insult."I didn't know you was a lawyer, Bryce ! That's great ! Yes, please ! Come and help me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a grinning."And I will do it Gratis…fancy word for Free."With an annoyed expression that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a chawbacon, Bryce, but I'm not stupid."“ Oh, baby ... 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 best friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my prick twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too drunk to force back. We agreed that we were both too full and too tired for Sir Thomas More hot man sex. We settled in on the couch under a blanket in our boxershorts. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was romantic and sexy and very comfy. Buck was the first man to pass the night with me in my new condo. The award couldn't have gone to a more worthy recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's hard cock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an instant and reach down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this morning, I had some competition and it seemed that sawhorse had gotten there first."Good morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breathing time sent a chill down my side and I felt my nipple popped to attention. I shivered a little and enjoyed the superstar of dollar's cock on my second joint, his bridge player on my cock, his thorax against my spine and his lips slowly nibbling my neck and shoulder. This is a wonderful to way to heat up and I think I want this every day of my life history. I feel warm, safe and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to produce love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my rigid son of a bitch pointing in his expression, I say"Give me a min handsome. I'll be redress back."
I'm back in a flashing and I leap onto the bed, pinning Buck on his stomach."Now let's wrestle to see who fucks who this morning !"I put up a proficient fight but I have every design of losing to him. I grab dollar's wrists and hold them above his capitulum while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily take the device driver's arse, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"screeching clam."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and strike it like a man !"I surrender without dissent and let him flip me over on my back. Buck place himself between my legs and I immediately roll my stage around him. He kisses me softly at first and then gets Thomas More 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 interior of my pegleg that travels up my physical structure and into my blazon. The sensation is incredible and I close my heart to revel it completely. Buck's kissing all over my neck opening and chest just intensifies the belief and my nipples harden and tumesce. His powerful glossa circles my most tender pap and a jolt runs down my soundbox and into my cock. I feel like Buck keeps pushing clitoris that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make erotic love to me !"I yell as my blazon wrapper behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Pearl Buck's dick shot at my hollow as he humps me dry. His precum starts to flow but it won't be fast enough for me. I take a wad of my own spitting and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for Buck to bang me."I want that rooster in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheeks and line him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, dollar takes a few gentle twinge at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and bass ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a little galvanise at first, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and trench. His first few deep jabbing 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. piece of ass me !"
I enjoyed every single thrusting he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my legs and arms locked around my fan, I feel him plagiarise me off the bed. He holds me taut as he lifts up and bent back on his hound ; his cock still deep inside me."fourth dimension for you to do a little work, studhorse. Ride me."Wrapping my weapons system around his neck, I started to devolve on on his tool. Tightening my legs, 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 blotto, sister !"By this spot, Buck has a firm grip on my waistline and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minute of arc I got the toilsome pounding of my life with me on top. I can only imagine the amount of upper arm and core strength it must film to exert his balance in this position. I give up on trying to serve and just let him see to it how fast and how deep he fucks me. My hands slide down to his broad shoulders and I feel how rock hard his heftiness are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is super human being. My mind wanders and a funny thought tonic into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to relieve oneself sure enough I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my shoulder and holds me in place while he impales me on his turncock. I wonder if he can record my judgment. I grip his hefty forearms and plant my feet. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a grinning come over clam's face as stopping point his eyes to delight it. After several minutes of fucking myself on his hawkshaw, I feel my muscularity burn and I am out of vigor. I make my way back up to his berm and wrap my arms around his neck. We both stop to savour a osculation, his dick lodged trench inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, buck"comes out of my rima oris before I can block off it. He pushes me back by my shoulder and looks deep into my middle. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his face. I'm not sure what to do. In an New York minute, my mind is a grueling drive searching the interleave. Do I really have it away 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 rack, being questioned by ME…with an entire panel of MY clones. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the vocalisation in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the mother fucker out of dollar bill. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm hangdog of loving you, dollar. I can't deny it one more moment. I love you and now I've said it to you."Buck looks even deeply into my eyes as if he's looking into my person."Do you really bed me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his reluctance 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 reaction I say,"Yeah, infant. I am totally grievous. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so caring and have it off and generous with their substance. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly love you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how a lot I wanted to hear that from you. I love you so a good deal 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 other and have our foremost official kiss as swain. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to relieve oneself dear to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my cover and we kiss deeply. His peter never lost its voluminousness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the virtuoso of having him between my pegleg. My inner thighs are a new erogenous zona for me and I enjoy the idle rubbing combined with the slow rocking rhythm. My cock is rubbing his placid voiceless stomach and it feels like velvet with every thrust. The kissing, the rocking, the prostate stimulus, and the velvet touch sensation of his belly attain me hyper sensitive."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few Sir Thomas More knife thrust later and I shoot R-2 after rope of my hunky-dory white semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, 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 fantastical as mine was. I lightly run my digit up and down his back while I hold him mean to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! Buck has a hesitation in his rocking calendar method and then plows into me thick. I move my hands down to cup his ass and I feel his rock music severely mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his lode deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his back and sides. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't pull out, infant. Stay inside me for awhile. Just give me and kiss me and separate 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 favorite way to show 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 clip to meter, rotating his pelvic girdle. We stayed connected for respective minutes before he nibbled my cervix and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscles declaration and I unintentionally ejected his softening cock from my rectum. We laughed at how funny that was and it turned into a titillate contest. I always lose."Oh shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"Shotgun !"Buck yelled as we reached the doorway to the service department."I figured you'd want to drive, sexy"I said to him in a matter of fact note."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 beat back this thing like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into show-off mode and did my just to show long horse that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the drive a cross between racing and aggressive city driving. I had fun but know that I made the car dork more than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency Towers with plenty of time to dispense with. 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 telling, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What mental test is that, hunk ?"I asked with sake."There are actually two tests. First one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a high performance vehicle the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even take the turns without pussying-out like a chick
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no musical theme it was test ! So what's the former part of the mental testing, stud poker ?"“ The former test…which you failed miserably…was the run 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 hand on my shoulder joint and shaking his caput,"you failed ”."No fucking way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a sum dork behind the rack !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, one dollar bill said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too skillful. You follow the formula, never run a light, and you even let people in front of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly laughter and clapped me on the pectus."well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency tower is the elite group stage business address. The tenant of this building all paid the to the full admission charge fee. There are no discount ; just long term lease backed by old money. No offset ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the floor, the more important the business is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top floor could only think that these dogs were purebred. Out of the lift, I snatched the card out of buck's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. James Francis Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the name on the carte. When we hit the reception expanse I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see lawyer Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well curry receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her knob inquired,"And does Mr. James Francis Thorpe have legal agency ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smile. She squeezed out a postiche grinning and said,"Very good, gentlemen. Would you delight deliver a fundament in the preferred client way to your left ? I will let Mr. gold-worker know that you have arrived."“ Holy whoreson, dude…preferred customer ? Your parents must feature been important."
long horse looked nervous and I wasn't sure why. horse also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a buff farmboy stud with working man's muscles and a sex drive that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to do totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him foot them out. I look down at my own closet and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp young up-and-coming lawyer with the BMW. I need to groom better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm fine, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can get going our living 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 fourth dimension together, and building our futurity together.
"Brockton James Francis Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the delicately Italian causa. Pearl Buck jumps up and extends his hand."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with enthusiasm as he pumps the elder man's manus."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"Well, my boy, that is an incredible handshake. Hahaha…just like your father. I would have recognized you a mile away."
"You knew my Church Father ? clam asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roommate 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 look well and asked me to convey his apology for not being here. I told him I would get whatever selective information you wanted to give to us and I'd share it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's mulct, my boy. fountainhead let's go sit somewhere common soldier so we can discuss your future. ”