instauration : sawhorse visits Bryce at his place for a muggy visit


Farmboy 8
The affectionateness of the water is just what I need after a unspoilt fuck. And buck has worn me out. I open my middle slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The dead body of a man with the innocence of a nipper ; so beautiful to bet at and so wonderful to be held in his powerful weapon. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high intensiveness relationships that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eye and haul me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprisal for you, Bryce."He grins that devilish child-like grinning of his."You have another surprise for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can plow it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed flavor."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 foursome and makes his way to me, maintaining full eye contact. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my oral fissure. I can feel his breath on my back talk and prepare for one of his indulgent fleshly buss ; my putz even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and sticks his hot ass in my face with his anus eye blink at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't human body out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a bead of my cum starts to drool out and run down the cover of his nut discharge. He seems to be restricting the flow and it is fucking hot to watch it flow from his cakehole. I stared in astonishment at the off-white of white rolling down the seam of his pink pocket. How many sperm are in each fall ? I wondered to myself. face at the size of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his rosehip 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 golf hole with the deliberation and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice pick cone. I tongued his moist muddle and made it my goal to eat every cliff of the seed I had planted within him. sawbuck moaned with pleasure as I probed mysterious into him ; slowly at for the first time and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the honey jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a wonderful surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met face to face. Staring into his middle, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy booty into his oral cavity. Our tongues 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 for a while until we both slid below the pee line and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few minutes later with Buck's caressing jot on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my eyes. A diminished grinning came across his brass."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."
"necessitate me to a courteous place and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The culinary art of every nation is available to you within a short distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a marrow and white potato vine 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 name. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"Pearl Buck James Francis Thorpe. Hmmm…I conjecture it fits you. Maybe sawbuck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a laugh where the puncher descent is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my head down, not realizing that sawbuck didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"Pearl Sydenstricker Buck said in a defeated voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a last public figure I could have ever guessed. So is dollar your existent first off gens or a sobriquet ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the name my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My real name is Brockton James Francis Thorpe. We moved in with my aunt and uncle when Ben and I were four eld old. My parents…they died in a car crash and they took us in."dollar bill 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 bump and to experience 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 fry, and aunty Maggie said it was the way the Lord made something beautiful out of something so horrible. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a trade good seat to turn up. Most of the prison term we called them mom and dad."vaulting horse just unloaded all this entropy on me like he had it bottled up for geezerhood. His case was severe to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my hand on his shoulder and one dollar bill covered my paw. He took it and kissed it, then held it to his cheek.
"It's OK, Bryce. I hardly recall my parents and only overlook them when I think about how different my life might have 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 !"Buck hoisted me up out of the pee and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to spend a lot of time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my pegleg, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and Forth River, grazing my formal and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were set in a flash lamp. 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 decently wearing apparel. We met in the living room after XX transactions and my mouth just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his oxford grey cause with a Theodore Harold 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.
"sanctum fuck, clotheshorse ! 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.
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 finally name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Pearl Buck chirped. I was suddenly block 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 permission. 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 felicitous to discase this onion one layer at a time. In no metre at all we were in front of Mi Sushi and dollar pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't valet de chambre park…but this was a peculiar Night and I was prepared to show Buck a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my sac to tip the Valet, Pearl Sydenstricker Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty dollar bill off the wad of cash in his air hole and handed it to the blonde twink then patted him on the ass as he walked behind the car.
"Wow…I conjecture 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 grab each others'derriere to say soundly job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the forepart door."Besides, I think the little cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even sense my hired man on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a wonderful repast of sushi and other starter. We had some Champagne-Ardenne and I think it was around the third base glass that I started to care about how very much we were spending. I am normally a very scotch guy. I like decent things, I work hard for my money, and I take aid of what I have. With a few boozing in me, I started to look more intently on my friend and lover. 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 confluence, Bryce. Can you unload me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, Buck. Where do you need to go and what time do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a business card from his air hole, he said,"Some lawyer's office in Regency Towers. The encounter is for nine o'clock shrewd. Can you aid me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a grinning."Those are some big guns. Did you do something wrong to need their assistance ? You're in luck, my friend, I just happen to have sex a well lawyer if you need some help getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a missive from them telling us that our parents had some stipulation to their wills that kick in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the box, they wanted to touch us. Ben wouldn't cum. 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 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 dollar lecture, I'm noticing for the start time that he has lost that rural area boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you recall I need a attorney for that, Bryce ?"“ Well, I think it's always important to accept legal representation to protect your rights, buck. If you want, I can follow along and take sure as shooting those snakes treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na bestow your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."fountainhead 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 gravid ! 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 Book for Free."With an nark face that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, Bryce, but I'm not stupid."“ Oh, babe ... 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 honorable 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 drive. We agreed that we were both too full and too outwear 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 sexy and very comfortable. vaulting horse was the first man to expend the night with me in my new condo. The pureness couldn't have gone to a more worthy recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's hard cock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an instant and achieve down to stroke myself like I do every sunrise. But this morning, I had some competition and it seemed that Buck had gotten there first."Good morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breath sent a shiver down my side and I felt my nipple popped to aid. I shivered a fiddling and enjoyed the sense experience of Buck's pecker on my thigh, his paw on my tool, his chest against my spinal column and his sass slowly nibbling my neck and shoulder. This is a wonderful to way to wake up and I think I want this every day of my spirit. I feel warm, rubber 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 prick pointing in his face, I say"Give me a moment handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a heartbeat and I leap onto the bed, pinning Buck on his stomach."Now let's wrestling to see who fucks who this first light !"I put up a good fight but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Buck's carpus and keep them above his headspring 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 !"cry Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without protest and let him twitch me over on my back. vaulting horse spot himself between my stage and I immediately wrap my ramification around him. He kisses me softly at first and then gets more and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his polish sides and I feel a gelidity forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my consistency and into my weapons system. The sensation is incredible and I close my center to enjoy it completely. buck's kissing all over my neck and chest of drawers just intensifies the feeling and my nipples harden and swell. His powerful tongue circles my most sensible mamilla and a jolt runs down my physical structure and into my hammer. I feel like sawbuck keeps pushing push button that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make passion to me !"I yell as my blazon wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's cock pang at my fix 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 embarrassing for Buck to roll in the hay me."I want that turncock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass nerve and line him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, horse takes a few aristocratic thrust at my hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and mysterious ; locking my mortise joint behind him. Although a little galvanize at number one, clam gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and deep. His kickoff few deep 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. shtup me !"
I enjoyed every I thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my legs and arms locked around my fan, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me loaded as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his cock still thick inside me."Time for you to do a lilliputian workplace, stud. Ride me."swathe my arms around his neck, I started to drive on his shaft. Tightening my stage, I was able to spring up and down on his cock while my sphincter gripped his humanity."Fuck yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so tight, sister !"By this point, dollar has a firm traction on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minutes I got the difficult throbbing of my life with me on top. I can only imagine the amount of pep pill arm and core strength it must learn to wield his balance in this position. I give up on trying to assist and just let him control how degraded and how deep he fucks me. My hands slide down to his unspecific shoulders and I feel how rock hard his heftiness are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is super human. My mind wanders and a funny thinking pa into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make for sure 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 stopcock. I wonder if he can take my mind. I grip his muscular forearms and plant my infantry. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a smiling come over Buck's boldness as close his eyes to savour it. After respective arcminute of fucking myself on his peter, I feel my muscle burn and I am out of vigor. I make my way back up to his shoulders and wrap my arms around his neck. We both stop to revel a osculation, his cock lodged recondite inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, Buck"comes out of my mouth before I can finish it. He pushes me back by my shoulders and looks late into my eyes. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his case. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my judgement is a severely effort 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 silence is deafening. I imagine being on tribulation with me on the stand, being questioned by ME…with an integral 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 frighten away the shit out of sawhorse. I snap back into reality."Didn't you hear me ? I'm guilty of loving you, Buck. I can't deny it one more minute. I love you and now I've said it to you."dollar bill looks even deeper into my oculus as if he's looking into my soulfulness."Do you really love me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his hesitancy 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 hump and generous with their heart. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly love you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't screw 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 sentiment department. We smile foolishly at each other and stimulate our number 1 prescribed kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to draw dearest to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my book binding and we kiss deeply. His peter never lost its richness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the sensation of having him between my legs. My inside second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the light rubbing combined with the slow rocking rhythm method of birth control. My stopcock is rubbing his smooth hard stomach and it feels like velvet with every thrust. The caressing, the rocking, the prostate gland stimulation, and the velvet touch of his belly make me hyper raw."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more thrusts later and I shoot Mexican valium after rope of my hunky-dory E. B. White cum between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my integral body convulses lightly. My anus grips Buck's manhood and I hear his breathing get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as fantastical as mine was. I lightly run my fingers up and down his cover while I hold him loaded to me."Oh nooky ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! sawbuck has a disinclination in his rocking rhythm and then plows into me deep. I move my hands down to cup his ass and I feel his rock severely mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his lading deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his back and English. He shivers and it is cute to see him respond like this.
"Don't puff out, baby. Stay inside me for awhile. Just curb me and kiss me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very impoverished and I silently hoped I didn't sound desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making dear to you is my favorite way to show you how much I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my nerve, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck opening. He ground into me from time to time, rotating his hips. We stayed connected for various minutes before he nibbled my neck 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 competition. I always lose."Oh shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"scattergun !"vaulting horse yelled as we reached the threshold to the service department."I figured you'd want to drive, aphrodisiacal"I said to him in a matter of fact tone of voice."Nawww…I just want to bet at your beautiful face while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you drive this matter like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into show-off mode and did my intimately to evince Buck that I could repulse as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the private road a cross between racing and aggressive urban center drive. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk more than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency column with spate of clip to part with. I found a parking smirch on the main street and did a fantastic job of parallel parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What psychometric test is that, hunk ?"I asked with interestingness."There are actually two tests. showtime one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a gamy functioning vehicle the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even strike the turns without pussying-out like a chick
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no idea it was test ! So what's the other region of the trial run, stud poker ?"“ The other 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 mitt on my shoulder joint and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No fucking way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a add together jerky behind the roulette wheel !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, buck said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the rules, never run a lighting, and you even let people in front of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a immense belly express joy and clapped me on the bureau."wellspring so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency tug is the elite business address. The tenants of this building all paid the full admission price fee. There are no discounts ; just long term leases backed by old money. No start ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The mellow the floor, the more important the byplay is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top storey could only mean that these dogs were purebred. Out of the lift, I snatched the plug-in out of Buck's hired man."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the name on the circuit board. When we hit the response area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see Attorney goldworker ”. A beautiful and well groomed receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her bosses inquired,"And does Mr. Jim Thorpe have legal representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a sure-footed smile. She squeezed out a pseudo smile and said,"Very salutary, gentlemen. Would you please have a derriere in the preferred client room to your left ? I will let Mr. Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ sanctum shit, dude…preferred client ? Your parents must take been important."
Buck looked nervous and I wasn't indisputable why. Buck also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a buff farmboy stud with working man's sinew and a sex drive that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress totally GQ. I wonder how he got those clothes and who helped him cull them out. I look down at my own wardrobe and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp Young up-and-coming lawyer with the BMW. I need to crop 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 life story together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the import of my profession of sexual love to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our time together, and building our future together.
"Brockton James Francis Thorpe ?"says the 50-something valet de chambre in the delicately Italian wooing. Buck jumps up and extends his hand."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with ebullience as he pumps the elderberry bush man's hired man."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"wellspring, my boy, that is an incredible handshake. Hahaha…just like your father. I would bear recognized you a mile away."
"You knew my don ? sawhorse asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roommate at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smiling just like yours."He recalled."So where is Benton ?"he asked. Benton ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to express his apology for not being here. I told him I would get whatever information you wanted to move over to us and I'd share it with him."clam offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. Well let's go sit somewhere private so we can discourse your future. ”