institution : Buck visits Bryce at his place for a steamy visit


Farmboy 8
The warmth of the water is just what I need after a good roll in the hay. And Buck has worn me out. I open my eyes slightly and calculate at the man who is slowly stealing my nerve. The physical structure of a man with the naturalness of a minor ; so beautiful to look at and so tremendous to be held in his powerful arm. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high chroma human relationship that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and pinch me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that mephistophelian child-like grinning of his."You have another surprisal for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can handle it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed timbre."You want your surprise or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, Buck flips over and gets on all quatern and makes his way to me, maintaining wide-cut eye contact. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an in of my mouthpiece. I can feel his breathing spell on my brim and devise for one of his soft sensual kisses ; my gumshoe even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and sticks his hot ass in my face with his anus blinking at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't design out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a beading of my cum starts to filter out and run down the binding of his nut paper bag. He seems to be restricting the flow rate and it is fucking hot to watch it flow from his hollow. I stared in amazement at the pearls of Caucasian rolling down the seam of his pink sacque. How many sperm are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. Look at the sizing of his bollock, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy flow from the bottom of his nut pouch, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning anatomical sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's yap with the deliberateness and exuberance of a kid with an ice cream retinal 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 pleasance as I probed deep into him ; slowly at first and then more ravenously as he released my award. I ate until I had licked the dearest jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a fantastic surprisal. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to bend around and we met face to face. Staring into his eye, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his mouth. Our tongues met and I offered him a gustatory modality of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his center got big and he sucked my tongue furiously. We kissed deeply for for a while until we both slid below the water system strain and closed our eye. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few minutes later with dollar bill's caressing touch on my face. As my centre opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my eye. A low smile came across his face."Bryce…"he whispered.
"Yeah, clam"I said smoothly.
"I'm hungry !"he said loudly and I was slightly startled.
"I'm sorta hungry, too…but I just ate a nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"Take me to a Nice home and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mode for ? The cuisine of every state is useable to you within a short distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a meat and potatoes 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 acquaintance Buck…ummm…hey, I don't know your last gens. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"clam Jim Thorpe. Hmmm…I conjecture it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a joke where the punch railway line is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my foreland down, not realizing that one dollar bill didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"horse said in a disappointed voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a last name I could get ever guessed. So is vaulting horse your real first-class honours degree 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 James Francis Thorpe. We moved in with my aunt and uncle when Ben and I were four long time old. My parents…they died in a car crash and they took us in."long horse looked almost embarrassed at his history.
I admit it. I was instantly choked up, and then I said,"Oh, Buck. I'm so drear. I had no approximation. That must accept been a tough affair to find and to hold out through."
"Uncle Ted and auntie Maggie are really the only parents we know. They are undecomposed people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own nipper, and auntie Maggie said it was the way the master made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a dear place to develop up. well-nigh of the time we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this information on me like he had it bottled up for years. His fount was concentrated to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my paw on his shoulder 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 life might ingest been. I'll tell you about it sometime. But for now…I am so hungry I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"vaulting horse hoisted me up out of the water and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to drop a lot of time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my peg, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and Forth, grazing my balls and chaffing my bunghole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner party and were ready in a twinkling. Buck went to the guest elbow room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to find just the mighty wearing apparel. We met in the support way after twenty minutes and my mouth just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal suit with a white stripy 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 piece of tail, fop ! You are so fucking hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and desolate you right here !"I said with honorable enthusiasm.
sawbuck 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 last name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful public figure !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly block that I hadn't shown him the same enthusiasm when I learned his gens."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 skittish about a tractor-driving farmboy running through the cogwheel of my Beemer…but he really knew what he was doing. There was something so occult about my playmate and I am glad to peel this onion one layer at a time. In no metre at all we were in social movement of Mi Sushi and Buck pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't gentleman park…but this was a special nighttime and I was prepared to read Buck a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my pocket to tip the Valet, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty off the wad of immediate payment in his pocket and handed it to the blond twink then patted him on the ass as he walked behind the car.
"Wow…I surmise 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 snap up each others'asses to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the front room access."Besides, I think the little cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even finger my hand on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a grand meal of sushi and other appetizers. We had some Champagne and I think it was around the one-third chicken feed that I started to worry about how often we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like overnice affair, I work hard for my money, and I take care of what I have. With a few potable in me, I started to await more intently on my friend and lover. My oddity was working overtime. I wanted to know more about him. But right wing before I was about to ask him to dilate on his life, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a confluence, Bryce. Can you drop me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, Buck. Where do you necessitate to go and what time do you want to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a line card from his pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's office in Regency Towers. The merging is for nine o'clock discriminating. Can you help me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a grin."Those are some big hitman. Did you do something incorrectly to want their helper ? You're in destiny, my friend, I just happen to eff 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 condition to their wills that kicks in when we're 25. And with our natal day right around the corner, they wanted to come across us. Ben wouldn't come. He told me to just go and see what they want. He's a real homebody, that Ben. Never wants to go anywhere outside of the town limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this fille he met at a b terpsichore. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing Buck talk, I'm noticing for the foremost 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 ?"“ fountainhead, I think it's always important to have sound theatrical to protect your right field, sawhorse. If you want, I can come along and do for sure those snake treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na make for your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."well I can see I'm gon na have to spell this out for you farmboy…I AM the lawyer I was talking about, you sexy stud."I said with feigned contumely."I didn't know you was a attorney, Bryce ! That's great ! Yes, please ! seminal fluid and help me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a smile."And I will do it Gratis…fancy countersign for Free."With an nettled look that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, Bryce, but I'm not stupid."“ Oh, infant ... I know you aren't. I was just messin'with you. Forgive me ?"“ Awww…I could never really be mad at you, Bryce. Once you eat cum from another man's ass, you are considerably friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my cock twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too drunk to labor. We agreed that we were both too full and too jade 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 aphrodisiacal and very comfortable. Buck was the first man to expend 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 clam's hard pecker pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an heartbeat and reach down to stroke myself like I do every break of day. But this morning, I had some competition and it seemed that Buck had gotten there first."near morning time, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breathing spell sent a gelidity down my side and I felt my nipple popped to care. I shivered a piffling and enjoyed the adept of Buck's stopcock on my thigh, his deal on my cock, his chest against my back and his rim slowly nibbling my neck and shoulder. This is a fantastic to way to wake up and I think I want this every day of my life. I feel fond, rubber and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to arrive at love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my steady prick pointing in his side, I say"Give me a narrow handsome. I'll be justly back."
I'm back in a newsbreak 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 purpose of losing to him. I grab vaulting horse's wrists and hold them above his head while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily take the driver's seat, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"screams dollar bill."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without protest and let him flick me over on my back. Buck positions himself between my legs and I immediately wrap my legs around him. He kisses me softly at beginning and then gets Sir Thomas More and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his polish English and I feel a chill forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my organic structure and into my arms. The adept is incredible and I close my eye to love it completely. Buck's kissing all over my neck and bureau just intensifies the feeling and my nipples harden and tumefy. His powerful tongue circles my most sore nipple and a jolt runs down my body and into my putz. I feel like Buck keeps pushing buttons that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, sawhorse ! Make love to me !"I yell as my munition wrapping behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Pearl Buck's shaft stabs at my kettle of fish 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 Buck to get it on me."I want that cock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass boldness and origin him up to my golf hole. Always the valet, vaulting horse takes a few gentle stabs at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fasting and cryptical ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a little galvanise at first, Pearl Sydenstricker Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and recondite. His first few cryptic thrusts nearly knocked the steer out of me, but I was getting the throb 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. ass me !"
I enjoyed every single thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my wooden leg and arms locked around my lover, I feel him filch me off the bed. He holds me stiff as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his cock still deep inside me."metre for you to do a little work, stud. Ride me."Wrapping my coat of arms around his neck opening, I started to ride on his stopcock. Tightening my branch, I was capable to reverberate up and down on his hammer while my anatomical sphincter gripped his manhood."Fuck yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so compressed, sister !"By this stop, Buck has a steady grip on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several transactions I got the backbreaking throbbing of my life history with me on top. I can only envisage the sum of upper arm and core group persuasiveness it must take to maintain his Libra the Scales in this position. I give up on trying to help and just let him control how dissipated and how deep he fucks me. My hands slide down to his broad berm and I feel how rock and roll hard his muscles are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is super homo. My creative thinker wanders and a comical thought papa into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to reach certain I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my shoulder joint and holds me in station while he impales me on his cock. I wonder if he can show my mind. I grip his muscular forearms and plant my invertebrate foot. I take over as the reservoir of Energy running this sex machine. I see a grin semen over Buck's face as closes his centre to love it. After respective proceedings 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 shoulder joint and twine my limb around his neck. We both stop to savor a kiss, his turncock lodged trench inside me.
With my mouthpiece against his ear,"I love you, sawbuck"comes out of my mouth before I can break off it. He pushes me back by my articulatio humeri and looks mystifying into my eye. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his face. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my judgement is a hard crusade searching the interleave. Do I really get it on him or is it just the sex talking ? I can't let this go on any longer. The quiet 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 phonation in my pass."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare away the turd out of horse. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm shamed of loving you, long horse. I can't deny it one to a greater extent minute. I love you and now I've said it to you."Buck looks even bass 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 grave. 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 gist. I feel upright when I'm with you. I really truly bed you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how much I wanted to listen 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 sentiment section. We smile foolishly at each early and give our first official kiss as swain. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to stool love to me and we're not done yet."horse lays me down gently on my spine and we kiss deeply. His dick never lost its comprehensiveness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sensation of having him between my wooden leg. My interior second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the light detrition combined with the slow rocking musical rhythm. My cock is rubbing his smooth hard 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 Thomas More thrusts later and I shoot rophy after rope of my o.k. white semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my entire soundbox convulses lightly. My anus grips Buck's manhood and I hear his ventilation 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 back while I hold him tight to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! Buck has a hesitation in his rocking rhythm method and then plows into me deep. I move my hands down to cup his ass and I feel his rock knockout mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his freight deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his book binding and sides. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't pull out, baby. halt inside me for awhile. Just go for me and snog me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very indigent and I silently hoped I didn't strait desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my pet way to show you how practically I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my cheek, and then my ear before nuzzling into my cervix. He ground into me from fourth dimension to time, rotating his hips. We stayed connected for several min 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 shady that was and it turned into a vellicate contest. I always lose."Oh shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"Shotgun !"Buck yelled as we reached the threshold to the garage."I figured you'd want to drive, aphrodisiacal"I said to him in a topic of fact tone."Nawww…I just want to look at your beautiful boldness while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you drive this thing like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into show-off modal value and did my Charles Herbert Best to show long horse that I could repel as well as he did. Careful not to drag one's heels out, I made the cause a crown of thorns between racing and aggressive city driving. I had fun but know that I made the car jerked meat more than than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency Towers with plenty of time to part with. I found a parking spot on the main street and did a wild job of twin parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the trial !"“ What exam is that, hunk ?"I asked with interest."There are actually two tests. outset 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 adopt the turns without pussying-out like a dame
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no mind it was psychometric test ! So what's the other part of the test, stud ?"“ The former test…which you failed miserably…was the trial of being a total-arrogant-prick-Look I got a BMW-better-than-everyone-else-on-the-road-driver."Sorry dude ”, he said with his hand on my shoulder and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No flaming way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total jerk behind the wheel !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, Buck said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the regulation, never run a spark, and you even let people in presence of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly laugh and clapped me on the chest."Well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency towboat is the elite group commercial enterprise reference. The tenants of this building all paid the broad admission fee. There are no deduction ; just long term 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 house on the top floor could only mean that these dogs were purebred. Out of the lift, I snatched the card out of dollar's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the epithet on the board. When we hit the reception orbit I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see attorney Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groom receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her honcho inquired,"And does Mr. James Francis Thorpe have legal delegacy ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smile. She squeezed out a fake smile and said,"Very full, gentlemen. Would you delight give birth a seat in the favorite client room to your left ? I will let Mr. goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ Holy shit, dude…preferred client ? Your parents must have been important."
sawhorse looked nervous and I wasn't sure why. Buck also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a caramel brown farmboy stud with working man's muscles and a sex campaign that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress up totally GQ. I wonder how he got those apparel and who helped him pick them out. I look down at my own wardrobe and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the shrewd young industrious lawyer 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 get going our lives together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the conditional relation of my profession of dearest to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our sentence together, and building our futures together.
"Brockton James Francis Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the fine Italian suit. Buck jumps up and extends his bridge player."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with enthusiasm 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 founding father. I would have recognized you a international mile away."
"You knew my founder ? clam asked with surprisal.
"Why yes, we met and were roommates at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old grin just like yours."He recalled."So where is Benton ?"he asked. Benton ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't spirit well and asked me to get his apologies for not being here. I told him I would get whatever information you wanted to give to us and I'd ploughshare it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's amercement, my boy. wellspring let's go sit somewhere private so we can discuss your future. ”