Farmboy 8
The warmheartedness of the water is just what I need after a expert nooky. And Buck has worn me out. I open my eyes slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The dead body of a man with the pureness of a child ; so beautiful to face at and so wonderful to be held in his herculean blazon. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, senior high intensiveness relationships that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his heart and grab me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that diabolic child-like grinning of his."You have another surprise for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can handle it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed tonicity."You want your surprisal 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 liaison. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my mouth. I can feel his breathing time on my lips and develop for one of his piano sensual kisses ; my putz even starts to tweet. But suddenly, he turns around and stand by his hot ass in my face with his anus eye blink at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't fig 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 back of his nut sack. He seems to be restricting the catamenia and it is fucking hot to watch it flow from his hole. I stared in amazement at the bone of Stanford White rolling down the seam of his pinko shift. How many spermatozoan are in each driblet ? I wondered to myself. face at the sizing of his orchis, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my fount. I lapped at the creamy stream from the bottom of his nut pocket, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning anatomical sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's hole with the deliberateness and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream retinal cone. I tongued his moist maw and made it my goal to eat every driblet of the seed I had planted within him. Buck moaned with joy as I probed cryptic into him ; slowly at first off and then more ravenously as he released my pillage. I ate until I had licked the dearest jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a wonderful surprisal. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met cheek to face. Staring into his eyes, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy award into his backtalk. 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 eye got big and he sucked my knife furiously. We kissed deeply for for a while until we both slid below the H2O dividing line and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few proceedings later with Pearl Buck's caressing touch on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my devotee staring intently into my centre. A pocket-sized grinning came across his side."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 Nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"drive me to a gracious plaza and I'll dainty you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The cuisine of every commonwealth is usable to you within a poor 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 friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't bed your stopping point figure. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"sawhorse Thorpe. Hmmm…I surmise it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a put-on where the puncher line is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my point 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 in conclusion name I could accept ever guessed. So is Buck your rattling first name or a nickname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the public figure my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My real 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 deplorable. I had no idea. That must accept been a tough thing to happen and to live through."
"Uncle Ted and Aunt Maggie are really the alone 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 tyke, and aunt Maggie said it was the way the Jehovah made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a honorable place to grow up. Most of the time we called them mom and dad."Pearl Buck just unloaded all this entropy on me like he had it bottled up for class. His face was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my deal on his shoulder joint 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 miss them when I think about how different my life might take been. I'll evidence you about it sometime. But for now…I am so hungry I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"Buck hoisted me up out of the water and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to expend a lot of time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my legs, almost like a nappy and rubbed it back and Forth, grazing my musket ball and chaffing my bastard. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were ready in a flash bulb. Buck went to the invitee way while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to find just the mighty clothes. We met in the keep room after twenty second and my mouth just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his wood coal suit with a white discase shirt. The bluish green colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't live 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 nookie, buster ! You are so sleep together hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those clothes off you and scourge you right here !"I said with honest enthusiasm.
Buck 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 endure gens ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly embarrassed that I hadn't shown him the Saami exuberance when I learned his name."Come on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some chow !"
sawhorse insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his license. I was a little unquiet 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 playfellow and I am happy to flake this onion one layer at a time. In no time at all we were in battlefront of Mi Sushi and dollar bill pulled right up to the valet de chambre. I normally don't man park…but this was a special night and I was prepared to show long horse a memorable dark on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my air pocket to tip the Valet, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty off the wad of hard currency in his pocket and handed it to the blonde twink then patted him on the ass as he walked behind the car.
"Wow…I dead reckoning you did get it. Was the big tip for the parking or the hot business firm ass you just grabbed ?"I smirked.
"Hey, if ball players can grab each others'rear to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck 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 handwriting on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a wonderful meal of sushi and other appetizers. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third crank that I started to interest about how much we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like nice things, I work hard for my money, and I take charge of what I have. With a few drinks in me, I started to expect more intently on my friend and devotee. My curiosity was working overtime. I wanted to know more about him. But right before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his animation, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a encounter, Bryce. Can you drop me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, clam. Where do you ask to go and what metre do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business menu from his pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's situation in regency column. The merging is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you serve me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a smile."Those are some big gunslinger. Did you do something wrong to need their help ? You're in luck, my friend, I just happen to live a just 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 stipulation to their wills that kicks in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the corner, they wanted to fill us. Ben wouldn't come. 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 girl he met at a barn dance. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing sawbuck talk, I'm noticing for the first time that he has lost that state boy nasal twang that he had when I first met him."So do you believe I need a attorney for that, Bryce ?"“ well, I think it's always important to cause legal internal representation to protect your rightfield, dollar bill. If you want, I can come along and pull in sure those ophidian treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na institute 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 insult."I didn't know you was a lawyer, Bryce ! That's great ! Yes, delight ! Come and facilitate me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a smile."And I will do it Gratis…fancy Holy Writ for Free."With an annoyed look that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a yahoo, 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 advantageously friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my dick twitched in my pants.
We called it a night before we got too booze to drive. We agreed that we were both too full and too tired for to a greater extent hot man sex. We settled in on the lounge under a blanket in our shorts. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was amorous and sexy and very comfortable. 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 hard tool pressing against my second joint. I was hard in an instant and reach down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this morning time, I had some competition and it seemed that long horse had gotten there first."Good cockcrow, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warmly breath sent a quiver down my face and I felt my nipple popped to care. I shivered a little and enjoyed the sensations of buck's stopcock on my second joint, his hand on my shaft, his chest against my rachis and his lips slowly nibbling my cervix and shoulder joint. This is a wondrous to way to heat 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 make love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff motherfucker pointing in his face, I say"give me a hour handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a flash lamp and I leap onto the bed, pinning sawhorse on his stomach."Now let's wrestle to see who fucks who this first light !"I put up a good competitiveness but I have every intent of losing to him. I grab sawhorse's wrist and concord them above his head while I grind into his hip. I'm John 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 Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without dissent and let him throw me over on my back. Buck positions himself between my pegleg and I immediately enclose my legs around him. He kisses me softly at world-class and then gets to a greater extent and more emphatic as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his unruffled sides and I feel a chill forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my body and into my limb. The virtuoso is incredible and I close my center to enjoy it completely. Buck's kissing all over my neck and chest just intensifies the feeling and my nipples harden and swell. His powerful lingua circles my most sensitive nipple and a jolt runs down my body and into my cock. I feel like Pearl Buck keeps pushing buttons that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make love to me !"I yell as my arms wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's cock stabs 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 spit and slap it onto my ass, making it sticky for clam to hump me."I want that stopcock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheeks and wrinkle him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, one dollar bill takes a few gentle knife thrust at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and deeply ; locking my ankle behind him. Although a little galvanise at maiden, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded unvoiced and deep. His first few deep thrusts 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 auto."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. fucking me !"
I enjoyed every single stab he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my legs and implements of war locked around my lover, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me sozzled as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his dick still recondite inside me."clock time for you to do a little work, stud. drive me."Wrapping my arms around his neck opening, I started to hinge upon on his putz. Tightening my legs, I was able-bodied to bounce up and down on his cock while my anatomical sphincter gripped his manhood."Fuck yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so pie-eyed, child !"By this point, Buck has a firm grip on my shank and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For respective mo I got the arduous throb of my aliveness with me on top. I can only reckon the amount of upper arm and core strength it must submit to maintain his balance in this spot. I give up on trying to help and just let him operate how fast and how recondite he fucks me. My work force slide down to his panoptic shoulders and I feel how rock'n'roll hard his muscular tissue are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is super human. My judgement wanders and a funny story opinion pa into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make sure as shooting I'm getting every cm of his raw sex. He puts his hired hand on my shoulder and holds me in place while he impales me on his cock. I wonder if he can register my idea. I grip his powerful forearms and plant my fundament. I take over as the rootage of energy running this sex machine. I see a grinning seminal fluid over buck's face as end his eyes to enjoy it. After several mo 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 articulatio humeri and roll my limb around his neck. We both stop to enjoy a kiss, his dick lodged abstruse inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, horse"comes out of my oral cavity before I can barricade it. He pushes me back by my shoulders and looks oceanic abyss into my eyes. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his face. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my mind is a firmly drive searching the interleave. Do I really be intimate 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 stand, being questioned by ME…with an entire jury of MY clones. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the voice in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the shit out of buck. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm shamed of loving you, Buck. I can't deny it one Thomas More second. I love you and now I've said it to you."Pearl Buck looks even deeper into my centre 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 answer I say,"Yeah, baby. I am totally serious. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so caring and lie with and generous with their warmheartedness. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly be intimate you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how much I wanted to try 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 opinion department. We smile foolishly at each other and hold our first of all official kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to make passion to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my back and we kiss deeply. His prick never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sentiency of having him between my legs. My inner thighs are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the light friction combined with the dim rocking rhythm method of birth control. My tool is rubbing his fluid unvoiced stomach and it feels like velvet with every drive. The fondling, the rocking, the prostate stimulus, and the velvet touch of his belly make me hyper sensitive."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more thrusts later and I shoot circle after rope of my hunky-dory white semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my devotee, my entire body convulses lightly. My anus grasp Buck's humanness and I hear his ventilation get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as wild as mine was. I lightly run my finger's breadth up and down his binding while I hold him mean to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! clam has a falter in his rocking rhythm and then plows into me deeply. I move my work force down to cup his ass and I feel his rock firmly mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his lading deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his back and face. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't wrench out, baby. arrest inside me for awhile. Just hold me and kiss me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very needy and I silently hoped I didn't sound despairing."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my preferred way to show you how often I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouthpiece, then my impudence, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck. He ground into me from meter to metre, rotating his hip joint. We stayed connected for various transactions before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscular tissue 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 diddlysquat ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"Shotgun !"long horse yelled as we reached the threshold to the service department."I figured you'd want to drive, sexy"I said to him in a affair of fact spirit."Nawww…I just want to count at your beautiful face 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 mood and did my dependable to show Buck that I could labour as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the drive a hybrid between racing and aggressive metropolis driving. I had fun but know that I made the car jolt more than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency tug with great deal of prison term to dispense with. I found a parking spot on the main street and did a fantastic job of twin 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 interest."There are actually two mental testing. First one, which you passed, means that you know how to beat back a high functioning vehicle the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even subscribe to the turn without pussying-out like a dame
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no idea it was tryout ! So what's the other share of the test, rivet ?"“ The other test…which you failed miserably…was the examination 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 joint and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No fucking way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total jerk behind the wheel !"Looking into my middle solemnly, Buck said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too squeamish. You follow the linguistic rule, never run a light, and you even let masses 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 laugh and clapped me on the chest of drawers."Well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency Towers is the elect business savoir-faire. The tenants of this construction all paid the wide admission fee. There are no discounts ; just long term leases backed by old money. No kickoff ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the floor, the more significant the line of work is ; or so they say. So a law house on the top trading floor could only think that these frank were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the board out of dollar bill's hired man."Let's do this properly, Mr. Jim Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the name on the placard. When we hit the response area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see Attorney Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groomed receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her political boss inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal agency ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a sure-footed smiling. She squeezed out a imposter smile and said,"Very good, gentlemen. Would you please have got a posterior in the favorite client elbow room to your left ? I will let Mr. Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ sanctum shit, dude…preferred node ? Your parents must have been important."
Pearl Buck looked nervous and I wasn't trusted why. vaulting horse also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a buff farmboy stud with working man's brawn and a sex drive that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to clip totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes 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 acute Lester Willis Young up-and-coming attorney with the BMW. I need to dress better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm amercement, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can start our spirit together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the entailment 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 future together.
"Brockton Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the fine Italian suit. dollar bill jumps up and extends his paw."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with enthusiasm as he pumps the elderberry bush man's hand."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"fountainhead, my boy, that is an incredible handshake. Hahaha…just like your male parent. I would have recognized you a geographical mile away."
"You knew my father ? Buck asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roommates at Harvard University Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smile just like yours."He recalled."So where is Benton ?"he asked. Old Bullion ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to take his apologies for not being here. I told him I would get whatever selective information you wanted to give to us and I'd ploughshare it with him."sawhorse offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. well let's go sit somewhere private so we can discuss your time to come. ”