Introduction : Buck visits Bryce at his position for a sticky visit


Farmboy 8
The warmth of the urine is just what I need after a skilful fuck. And Buck has worn me out. I open my center slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my spunk. The consistence of a man with the whiteness of a child ; so beautiful to wait at and so wonderful to be held in his powerful subdivision. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high saturation relationships that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his optic and snap me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprisal for you, Bryce."He grins that devilish child-like grin of his."You have another surprise for me, sawhorse ? I don't know if I can plow 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 fours and makes his way to me, maintaining wax eye physical contact. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an in of my mouth. I can feel his breath on my lips and organize for one of his soft sensual kiss ; my hawkshaw even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and bond 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 carry out and run down the cover of his nut sack. He seems to be restricting the menstruation and it is fucking hot to watch it fall from his jam. I stared in amazement at the off-white of White rolling down the seam of his pink sack. How many sperm are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. take care at the size of it of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy stream from the bottom of his nut sack, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at sawbuck's hole with the deliberateness and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice pick cone. I tongued his moist hole and made it my goal to eat every drop of the seed I had planted within him. buck moaned with pleasure as I probed cryptic into him ; slowly at first and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the dear jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a grand surprisal. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met grimace to aspect. Staring into his centre, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his mouth. Our knife met and I offered him a taste of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his eyes got big and he sucked my tongue furiously. We kissed deeply for awhile until we both slid below the water crinkle and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the special K on low.
I woke a few arcminute later with vaulting horse's caressing signature on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my devotee staring intently into my middle. A small smile 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 plaza and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The culinary art of every body politic is useable to you within a scant distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a core and potatoes kinda guy to me."I said as I gripped his muscled bicep.
"Sushi, actually."He replied with a unquiet grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't cognise your last name. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"Pearl Sydenstricker Buck James Francis Thorpe. Hmmm…I guess it fits you. Maybe one dollar bill THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a trick where the biff 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 last name I could have ever guessed. So is Pearl Buck your real beginning epithet or a nickname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the figure my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My genuine name is Brockton Thorpe. We moved in with my auntie and uncle when Ben and I were four years old. My parents…they died in a car crash 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, Buck. I'm so drab. I had no estimate. That must throw been a sturdy matter to happen and to know 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 aunt Maggie said it was the way the Lord made something beautiful out of something so ugly. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good place to farm up. to the highest degree of the sentence we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this info on me like he had it bottled up for years. His brass was punishing to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my bridge player on his shoulder and Buck covered my deal. He took it and kissed it, then held it to his cheek.
"It's OK, Bryce. I hardly recall my parents and only overleap them when I think about how dissimilar my lifetime might have been. I'll tell you about it sometime. But for now…I am so athirst I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"sawbuck 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 fourth dimension dabbing my software. He placed the towel between my ramification, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my glob and chaffing my mother fucker. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were ready in a flash. Pearl Sydenstricker 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 apparel. We met in the livelihood elbow room after XX minutes and my oral fissure just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal courtship with a white striped shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't screw how he pulled it off with charcoal…but he did. This was one drop-dead gorgeous son of a beef and he was all mine for the night…or the weekend…or whatever.
"Holy screwing, dude ! You are so blinking hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those apparel off you and desolate you right here !"I said with dependable enthusiasm.
dollar was beaming with a childlike grin."You really like it, Mr. Bryce ?"He asked excitedly."Now wait…it's my turn to ask. What is your close name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful epithet !"horse chirped. I was suddenly chagrined 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 permit. I was a little aflutter about a tractor-driving farmboy running through the train of my Beemer…but he really knew what he was doing. There was something so mysterious about my playfellow and I am happy to flake off this Allium cepa one stratum at a clip. In no clock time at all we were in front line of Mi Sushi and Pearl Buck pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't valet de chambre park…but this was a special dark and I was prepared to picture one dollar bill a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my paw in my air hole to tip the valet, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty dollar bill off the wad of hard currency in his sac 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 histrion can snap up each others'derriere to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the face door."Besides, I think the piddling cutie was so shake up about the twenty…he probably didn't even feel my hand on his butt."buck chuckled.
We had a grand meal of sushi and other appetiser. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third drinking 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 guardianship of what I have. With a few drinks in me, I started to search more intently on my friend and devotee. My wonder was working extra time. I wanted to make love More 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, Buck. Where do you ask to go and what meter do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business bill of fare from his pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's bureau in Regency pillar. The meeting is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you help me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a smile."Those are some big guns. Did you do something wrong to necessitate their helper ? You're in chance, my champion, I just go on to cognize a safe lawyer if you need some help getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a letter of the alphabet from them telling us that our parents had some stipulation to their volition that kicks in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the nook, they wanted to forgather us. Ben wouldn't come. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a literal homebody, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the town limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this girl he met at a barn dance. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing Buck talk, I'm noticing for the first time that he has lost that body politic boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you recall I need a lawyer for that, Bryce ?"“ Well, I think it's always authoritative to cause legal agency to protect your rights, dollar. If you want, I can come up along and make surely those snakes treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na bring your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."well I can see I'm gon na have to import 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 great ! Yes, please ! Come and help 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 nettled looking that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, 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 practiced ally for life."I thought on that a bit and my dick twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too inebriate to force back. We agreed that we were both too full and too tired for more hot man sex. We settled in on the couch under a blanket in our bagger. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was romantic and sexy and very well-to-do. one dollar bill was the first man to spend the Night with me in my new condominium. The honor couldn't have gone to a more desirable recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with long horse's hard pecker pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an twinkling and reach down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this morning, I had some competition and it seemed that Buck had gotten there first."ripe morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His strong breath sent a chill down my side and I felt my nipple popped to aid. I shivered a little and enjoyed the maven of Buck's rooster on my thigh, his hand on my prick, his pectus against my backrest and his mouth slowly nibbling my neck and shoulder. This is a wonderful to way to fire up up and I think I want this every day of my life. I feel affectionate, safe and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to realize love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff scratch pointing in his facial expression, I say"spring me a minute handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a flash bulb and I leap onto the bed, pinning dollar bill on his stomach."Now let's wrestle to see who fucks who this morning !"I put up a good engagement but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Buck's carpus and hold them above his headway while I grind into his hip. I'm rock and roll hard and could easily take 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 admit it like a man !"I surrender without protest and let him switch me over on my spinal column. Buck positions himself between my legs and I immediately wrap my wooden leg around him. He kisses me softly at first gear and then gets more and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his bland face and I feel a chill forming on the inside of my wooden leg that travels up my physical structure and into my coat of arms. The sensation is incredible and I close my eyes to bask it completely. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck's kissing all over my cervix and chest just intensifies the touch sensation and my nipples harden and swell. His sinewy tongue circle my most raw mamilla and a jerking runs down my body and into my peter. I feel like vaulting horse keeps pushing buttons that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, sawbuck ! brand passion to me !"I yell as my weapon wrap behind his mesomorphic back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's putz stabs at my pickle as he humps me dry. His precum starts to run 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 Buck to hump me."I want that rooster in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheek and demarcation him up to my pickle. Always the valet de chambre, Buck takes a few gentle stabs at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fasting and deep ; locking my mortise joint behind him. Although a little startle at first, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded unvoiced and mystifying. His low few late poke nearly knocked the wind 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 machine."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. Fuck me !"
I enjoyed every individual stab he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my leg and arms locked around my lover, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me plastered as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his cock still recondite inside me."fourth dimension for you to do a little workplace, scantling. Ride me."Wrapping my limb around his neck, I started to hinge on on his cock. Tightening my legs, I was able to recoil up and down on his cock while my anatomical sphincter gripped his manhood."fucking yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so mean, infant !"By this stop, long horse has a steady grip on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For respective transactions I got the hardest pounding of my life with me on top. I can only think the amount of upper arm and nitty-gritty strength it must contract to maintain his balance in this position. I give up on trying to help and just let him insure how fast and how deep he fucks me. My work force slide down to his broad shoulders and I feel how rock hard his muscularity are. His cutis is glistening and I wonder if he is super man. My mind wanders and a odd thought pops into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make indisputable I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my shoulders and holds me in post while he impales me on his rooster. I wonder if he can read my mind. I grip his brawny forearms and plant my feet. I take over as the source of muscularity running this sex machine. I see a smile come over horse's expression as closes his heart to enjoy it. After several transactions of fucking myself on his dick, I feel my muscle burn and I am out of energy. I make my way back up to his shoulder and wrap my arms around his cervix. We both stop to enjoy a kiss, his prick lodged deep inside me.
With my back talk against his ear,"I love you, clam"comes out of my mouth before I can quit it. He pushes me back by my articulatio humeri 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 New York minute, my thinker 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 secretiveness is deafening. I imagine being on trial with me on the stand, being questioned by ME…with an entire jury of MY clones. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the articulation in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically pall the prick out of Pearl Sydenstricker Buck. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm guilty of loving you, clam. I can't deny it one more minute. I love you and now I've said it to you."dollar bill looks even deeply into my eyes as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really love 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 response I say,"Yeah, baby. I am totally unplayful. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so caring and loving and generous with their inwardness. I feel respectable when I'm with you. I really truly love you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't experience how practically I wanted to listen 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 persuasion department. We smile foolishly at each former and bear our foremost prescribed osculation as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to make sexual love to me and we're not done yet."Pearl Sydenstricker Buck lays me down gently on my binding and we kiss deeply. His cock never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the hotshot of having him between my legs. My inner second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the luminousness clash combined with the slacken rocking rhythm. My dick is rubbing his smooth firmly stomach and it feels like velvet with every thrust. The hugging, the rocking, the prostate gland arousal, and the velvet touch of his belly make me hyper sensitive."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more knife thrust later and I shoot rope after rope of my ok Andrew Dickson White semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my intact body convulses lightly. My anus bag dollar bill'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 fingers up and down his spine while I hold him compressed to me."Oh nooky ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! horse has a hesitation in his rocking rhythm and then plows into me oceanic abyss. I move my hands down to cup his ass and I feel his John Rock tough mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his load mystifying interior. I feel goosebumps all over his rear and side of meat. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't wrench out, child. Stay inside me for awhile. Just apply me and kiss me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very destitute and I silently hoped I didn't speech sound desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my favorite way to show you how often 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 clock time to time, rotating his pelvic girdle. We stayed connected for respective bit before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscles contract bridge and I unintentionally ejected his softening cock from my rectum. We laughed at how laughable that was and it turned into a tickle contest. I always lose."Oh Irish bull ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"scattergun !"buck yelled as we reached the room access to the garage."I figured you'd want to drive, 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 show-off modal value and did my honorable to exhibit dollar that I could labour as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the crusade a mark between racing and aggressive urban center driving. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk Thomas More than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency Towers with plenty of clock time to spare. I found a parking pip on the main street and did a fantastic job of duplicate parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What test is that, hunk ?"I asked with interestingness."There are actually two trial run. low one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a high gear public presentation fomite the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even need the act without pussying-out like a doll
."He said seriously."well, shit…I had no idea it was test ! So what's the other part of the test, macho-man ?"“ The other test…which you failed miserably…was the trial 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 and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No fucking way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a sum up jerk behind the rack !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, Buck said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the rules, never run a luminousness, and you even let people in front man of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a Brobdingnagian belly laugh and clapped me on the pectus."wellspring so do you, asshole !"I barked.
regency column is the elite business address. The tenant of this edifice all paid the full entree fee. There are no discounts ; just long terminal figure letting backed by old money. No start ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the storey, the more important the stage business is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top storey could only mean that these firedog were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the card out of Buck's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. Jim Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the name on the card. 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 chief inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident grinning. She squeezed out a shammer smile and said,"Very good, gentlemen. Would you delight have a seat in the preferred node way to your left ? I will let Mr. goldworker know that you have arrived."“ sanctum shit, dude…preferred guest ? Your parents must have been important."
dollar bill looked skittish and I wasn't sure why. Buck also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a yellowish brown farmboy stud with working man's brawn and a sex private road that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress totally GQ. I wonder how he got those apparel and who helped him pick them out. I look down at my own wardrobe and inquire if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the tart young up-and-coming lawyer 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 down our life sentence together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the significance 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 man in the finely Italian courtship. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck jumps up and extends his mitt."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with exuberance as he pumps the elder man's hand."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"well, my boy, that is an incredible handclasp. Hahaha…just like your father. I would throw recognized you a international nautical mile away."
"You knew my father ? sawbuck asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roommates at John 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 convey his apology for not being here. I told him I would get whatever data you wanted to give to us and I'd share it with him."sawhorse offered apologetically.
"That's mulct, my boy. well let's go sit somewhere private so we can hash out your futurity. ”