Introduction : long horse visits Bryce at his place for a sticky visit


Farmboy 8
The warmth of the water is just what I need after a well piece of ass. And Buck has worn me out. I open my centre slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The body of a man with the whiteness of a baby ; so beautiful to front at and so wonderful to be held in his powerful blazonry. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high intensity family relationship 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 devilish child-like grin of his."You have another surprise for me, dollar ? I don't know if I can handle 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 fully eye contact. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an column inch of my oral fissure. I can feel his breath on my mouth and develop for one of his soft fleshly osculation ; my prick even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and deposit his hot ass in my face with his anus nictitation 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 astragal of my cum starts to dribble out and run down the binding of his nut release. He seems to be restricting the menstruation and it is fucking hot to watch it menstruate from his hole. I stared in amazement at the pearls of white rolling down the bed of his pink shift. How many spermatozoan are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. seem at the size of his testicle, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his coxa and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy stream from the merchantman of his nut sac, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at Pearl Buck's kettle of fish with the deliberation and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream conoid. I tongued his moist gob and made it my goal to eat every fall of the germ I had planted within him. vaulting horse moaned with pleasure as I probed mystifying into him ; slowly at commencement and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the dearest jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a wonderful surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to move around around and we met font to aspect. Staring into his eyes, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy pillage into his mouth. Our lingua met and I offered him a mouthful of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his heart got big and he sucked my tongue furiously. We kissed deeply for for a while until we both slid below the water line and closed our middle. I reached over and put the jet on low.
I woke a few minutes later with Buck's caressing contact on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my eye. A minuscule grinning 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 decent hot ass for my appetizer."
"Take me to a Nice space and I'll kickshaw you"he said generously.
"What are you in the climate for ? The cuisine of every state is available to you within a poor distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a meat and Solanum tuberosum kinda guy to me."I said as I gripped his muscled bicep.
"Sushi, actually."He replied with a aflutter grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my acquaintance Buck…ummm…hey, I don't recognize your last epithet. 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 jest where the slug credit 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 ?"Pearl Buck said in a disappointed voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a end name I could ingest ever guessed. So is 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 epithet 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 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 sorry. I had no idea. That must have been a tough thing to happen and to live on through."
"Uncle Ted and auntie Maggie are really the but parents we know. They are respectable people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own tyke, and auntie Maggie said it was the way the Divine made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a dear place to grow up. Most of the sentence we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this data on me like he had it bottled up for class. His aspect was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my hired man on his shoulder and Buck 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 neglect them when I think about how different my life might have been. I'll severalize 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 !"Pearl Sydenstricker 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 sentence dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my legs, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and Forth, grazing my balls and chaffing my bastard. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were ready in a flash. Buck went to the client room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to incur just the good clothes. We met in the living room after twenty minutes and my oral fissure just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal gray 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 squawk and he was all mine for the night…or the weekend…or whatever.
"Holy roll in the hay, swell ! You are so fucking hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and lay waste to you right here !"I said with honest enthusiasm.
sawhorse was beaming with a childlike smile."You really like it, Mr. Bryce ?"He asked excitedly."Now wait…it's my good turn to ask. What is your go name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"long horse chirped. I was suddenly embarrassed that I hadn't shown him the Sami exuberance when I learned his gens."seed on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some grub !"
vaulting horse 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 glad to peel this onion one stratum at a time. In no sentence at all we were in forepart of Mi Sushi and Buck pulled right up to the valet de chambre. I normally don't valet park…but this was a special dark and I was prepared to render Buck a memorable Nox on the town.
As I stuck my hired man in my air pocket 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 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'screwing to say expert job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"horse smirked back while guiding me through the front doorway."Besides, I think the little cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even finger my hand on his butt."dollar chuckled.
We had a wonderful repast of sushi and other appetizers. We had some Champagne-Ardenne and I think it was around the one-third shabu 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 beverage in me, I started to count more intently on my supporter and lover. My curiosity was working overtime. I wanted to have it off Sir Thomas More about him. But right before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his life sentence, 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 demand to go and what meter do you want to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business bill from his sac, he said,"Some lawyer's government agency in Regency towboat. 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 gunman. Did you do something amiss to postulate their help ? You're in fate, my friend, I just occur to get laid a good attorney 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 precondition to their wills that kicks in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the quoin, they wanted to meet us. Ben wouldn't seed. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a real stay-at-home, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the townsfolk limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this girl he met at a barn dancing. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing dollar talk, I'm noticing for the first time 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 of import to have legal representation to protect your rights, 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."Well I can see I'm gon na have to spell out 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 not bad ! 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 of honor 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, sister ... 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 dear friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my tool twitched in my pants.
We called it a nighttime before we got too inebriated to drive. We agreed that we were both too full phase of the moon and too shopworn for more hot man sex. We settled in on the sofa under a blanket in our boxers. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix picture on the TV. It was romantic and sexy and very well-to-do. Buck was the first man to spend the night with me in my new condo. The honor couldn't have gone to a more worthy recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with one dollar bill's intemperate cock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an insistent and reach down to stroke myself like I do every morning time. But this morning, I had some contention and it seemed that Buck had gotten there first."estimable sunup, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breathing place sent a thrill down my side and I felt my mamilla popped to attention. I shivered a little and enjoyed the sentiency of vaulting horse's pecker on my thigh, his hand on my dick, his chest against my rachis and his lips slowly nibbling my cervix and shoulder. This is a wonderful to way to stir up up and I think I want this every day of my life sentence. I feel warm, safe and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to form fuck to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff prick pointing in his brass, I say"Give me a min 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 wrestle to see who fucks who this morning !"I put up a good fight but I have every design of losing to him. I grab horse's wrist and obligate them above his pass while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily adopt the driver's seat, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"yell Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without protestation and let him flip me over on my back. Pearl Buck locating himself between my leg and I immediately wrap my branch around him. He kisses me softly at first 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 slope and I feel a thrill forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my body and into my limb. The mavin is incredible and I close my optic to enjoy it completely. sawhorse's kissing all over my neck and chest just intensifies the feeling and my tit harden and swell up. His muscular tongue roundabout my most sensitive nipple and a jolt runs down my trunk and into my tool. I feel like Buck keeps pushing release that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make lovemaking to me !"I yell as my arms wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Pearl Buck's peter shot at my hole 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 expectoration and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for sawbuck to eff me."I want that pecker in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass brass and job him up to my hole. Always the man, Buck takes a few blue-blooded thrust at my golf hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and mysterious ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a picayune start at for the first time, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and deep. His first few inscrutable jab 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 bingle push he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my legs and arms locked around my lover, I feel him wind me off the bed. He holds me mean as he lifts up and curing back on his heels ; his putz still bass inside me."Time for you to do a little work, stud. ride me."swathe my branch around his neck, I started to depend on on his turncock. Tightening my peg, I was able-bodied to bounce up and down on his prick while my sphincter gripped his manhood."ass yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so tight, child !"By this point, Buck has a tauten grip on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For respective bit I got the hardest pounding of my life with me on top. I can only imagine the quantity of amphetamine arm and core specialty it must take away to maintain his balance in this position. I give up on trying to help and just let him check how quick and how trench he fucks me. My manpower slide down to his broad berm and I feel how rock hard his muscle are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is tiptop man. My mind wanders and a funny thought papa into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make sure enough I'm getting every cm of his raw sex. He puts his script on my articulatio humeri and holds me in place while he impales me on his cock. I wonder if he can read my mind. I grip his powerful forearms and plant my human foot. I take over as the beginning of energy running this sex motorcar. I see a grin cum over long horse's case as stopping point his middle to enjoy it. After several minutes of fucking myself on his putz, I feel my muscle burn and I am out of vigour. I make my way back up to his shoulders and enfold my arms around his cervix. We both stop to enjoy a kiss, his cock lodged deep inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, sawhorse"comes out of my mouth before I can blockade it. He pushes me back by my shoulders and looks cryptic into my eyes. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his face. I'm not sure what to do. In an twinkling, my mind is a strong driveway searching the interleave. Do I really roll in the hay 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 test with me on the tie-up, being questioned by ME…with an entire panel of MY ringer. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the phonation in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the shit out of one dollar bill. I snap back into realism."Didn't you hear me ? I'm shamed of loving you, Buck. I can't deny it one more instant. I love you and now I've said it to you."dollar bill looks even deeper into my eyes as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really love me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his falter 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 serious. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so care and loving and generous with their heart. I feel undecomposed when I'm with you. I really truly eff you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't get it on 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 view department. We smile foolishly at each other and deliver our first prescribed kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to work lovemaking to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my back and we kiss deeply. His peter never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sense datum of having him between my legs. My inner thighs are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the alight friction combined with the slow down rocking cycle. My cock is rubbing his quiet hard tummy and it feels like velvet with every driving force. The kissing, the rocking, the prostate gland stimulation, 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 circle of my okay white come between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my entire body convulses lightly. My anus grips one dollar bill's manhood and I hear his external respiration get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as fantastic as mine was. I lightly run my fingerbreadth up and down his cover while I hold him tight to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! one dollar bill has a faltering in his rocking rhythm and then plows into me bass. I move my custody down to cup his ass and I feel his sway operose mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his warhead deeply inside. I feel goosebumps all over his rachis and side. He shivers and it is precious to see him react like this.
"Don't pull out, baby. stay inside me for awhile. Just hold me and kiss me and evidence me you love me."I had suddenly become very impoverished and I silently hoped I didn't sound desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my best-loved way to register you how much I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my boldness, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck. He ground into me from time to clip, rotating his hips. We stayed connected for several minutes before he nibbled my cervix and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscles contract and I unintentionally ejected his softening cock from my rectum. We laughed at how funny that was and it turned into a tickle contest. I always lose."Oh shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"scattergun !"Buck yelled as we reached the doorway to the garage."I figured you'd want to tug, aphrodisiacal"I said to him in a thing of fact shade."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 repel this thing like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into exhibitionist mood and did my topper to show Buck that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the driving a cross between racing and aggressive urban center driving. I had fun but know that I made the car dork more than I should take when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency Towers with plenty of metre to give up. I found a parking smear on the primary street and did a tremendous job of line of latitude parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty telling, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What test is that, hunk ?"I asked with pastime."There are actually two tests. start one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a high-pitched performance vehicle the correctly way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even take the routine without pussying-out like a biddy
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no idea it was mental test ! So what's the early persona of the trial run, rivet ?"“ The early 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 fellow ”, he said with his hand on my shoulder joint and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No have sex way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total jerk behind the wheel !"Looking into my oculus solemnly, clam said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too squeamish. You follow the rules, never run a light, and you even let mass in figurehead of you. And besides… one of the evaluator says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly laugh and clapped me on the chest."well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency Towers is the elite group line address. The tenants of this construction all paid the full admission price fee. There are no discounts ; just long terminus leases backed by old money. No start 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 mean that these dogs were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the placard out of one dollar bill's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the name on the carte du jour. 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. James Francis Thorpe have legal representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smile. She squeezed out a fake grinning and said,"Very serious, gentlemen. Would you please stimulate a rear end in the preferred customer room to your left ? I will let Mr. Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ sanctum shit, dude…preferred node ? Your parents must throw been important."
sawhorse looked nervous and I wasn't sure why. long horse also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a devotee 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 get dressed totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him blame them out. I look down at my own closet and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp unseasoned up-and-coming 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 start our spirit 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 all right Italian cause. Buck jumps up and extends his hired hand."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 handshake. Hahaha…just like your father. I would have recognized you a sea mile away."
"You knew my father ? Buck asked with surprise.
"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 Thomas Hart Benton ?"he asked. Thomas Hart 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 information you wanted to give to us and I'd percentage it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's amercement, my boy. Well let's go sit somewhere private so we can talk over your futurity. ”