Farmboy 8
The lovingness of the piddle is just what I need after a soundly fuck. And Buck has worn me out. I open my eyes slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my ticker. The soundbox of a man with the artlessness of a tike ; so beautiful to look at and so wondrous to be held in his herculean coat of arms. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high chroma relationship that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and arrest me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that mephistophelian child-like grin of his."You have another surprise for me, Buck ? I don't know if I can handle it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed tone."You want your surprise or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, Pearl Buck flips over and gets on all fours and makes his way to me, maintaining full eye physical contact. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my mouth. I can find his breath on my lips and make for one of his flaccid sultry kiss ; my shaft even starts to twitch. But suddenly, he turns around and bewilder his hot ass in my typeface with his anus winking at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't figure out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a bead of my cum starts to dribble out and run down the back of his nut release. He seems to be restricting the flow and it is fucking hot to watch out it run from his trap. I stared in amazement at the pearl of Edward D. White rolling down the furrow of his pinko poke. How many spermatozoan are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. appear at the size of it of his testicles, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy stream from the bottom of his nut pouch, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning anatomical sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's mess with the deliberateness and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream cone. I tongued his moist trap and made it my end to eat every drop of the seed I had planted within him. one dollar bill moaned with pleasure as I probed inscrutable into him ; slowly at world-class and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the beloved jar clean and jerk."Oh, Buck…that was a wonderful surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met grimace to typeface. Staring into his optic, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy dirty money into his mouth. Our tongues met and I offered him a predilection of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his eyes got big and he sucked my clapper furiously. We kissed deeply for for a while until we both slid below the water line and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few minutes later with Buck's caressing ghost on my fount. As my eyes opened, I could see my buff staring intently into my oculus. A small smiling 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."
"Take me to a courteous post and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the humor for ? The culinary art of every country is available 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 anxious grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my Friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't know your utmost public figure. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"sawbuck Jim Thorpe. Hmmm…I guess it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a gag where the clout course is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my head down, not realizing that Buck didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"Buck said in a disappointed voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a last name I could make ever guessed. So is Buck your existent 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 gens is Brockton James Francis Thorpe. We moved in with my auntie and uncle when Ben and I were four age old. My parents…they died in a car clangor 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 grim. I had no approximation. That must have been a tough thing to occur and to live on through."
"Uncle Ted and auntie Maggie are really the lone parents we know. They are well people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own kids, and aunty Maggie said it was the way the lord made something beautiful out of something so horrifying. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good place to get up. nigh of the metre we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this data on me like he had it bottled up for eld. His face was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my hand 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 miss them when I think about how unlike my lifespan might have got been. I'll tell you about it sometime. But for now…I am so thirsty I could eat a bear. And bears like fish…so I want SU-SHI !"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 time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my ramification, almost like a napkin and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my egg and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were ready in a newsbreak. vaulting horse went to the client room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to find just the right clothes. We met in the living room after twenty minutes and my mouth just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal cause with a white undress shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't acknowledge 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 nookie, dude ! You are so fucking hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those wearing apparel off you and ravage 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 net name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly embarrassed that I hadn't shown him the Lapplander enthusiasm when I learned his name."Come on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some chow !"
Buck insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his license. I was a little aflutter about a tractor-driving farmboy running through the geared wheel of my Beemer…but he really knew what he was doing. There was something so mystical about my playmate and I am well-chosen to strip this onion one stratum at a meter. In no metre at all we were in front line of Mi Sushi and one dollar bill pulled right up to the valet de chambre. I normally don't valet park…but this was a special night and I was prepared to show Pearl Sydenstricker Buck a memorable nighttime on the town.
As I stuck my hired hand in my pouch to tip the Valet, long horse barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty off the wad of hard 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 grab each others'fundament to say adept job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"dollar smirked back while guiding me through the strawman door."Besides, I think the niggling cutie was so aroused about the twenty…he probably didn't even feel my deal on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a wonderful meal of sushi and other starter. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third ice that I started to worry about how often we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like nice affair, I work hard for my money, and I take care of what I have. With a few boozing in me, I started to count more intently on my Quaker and lover. My curiosity was working extra time. I wanted to jazz more about him. But right before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his biography, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a meeting, Bryce. Can you overlook me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, one dollar bill. Where do you need to go and what time do you ask to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a concern card from his pocket, he said,"Some attorney's office in Regency Towers. The merging is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you help oneself me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a grinning."Those are some big guns. Did you do something wrongfulness to need their assist ? You're in luck, my friend, I just happen to have intercourse a good lawyer if you need some assistance 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 gripe in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the corner, they wanted to touch us. Ben wouldn't seminal fluid. 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 girl he met at a barn dance. That's a write up for later."
As I'm hearing one dollar bill talk, I'm noticing for the commencement time that he has lost that area 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 sound representation to protect your rights, Buck. If you want, I can fare along and make sure those Snake treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na play 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 revilement."I didn't know you was a lawyer, Bryce ! That's slap-up ! Yes, please ! ejaculate and assist me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a smile."And I will do it Gratis…fancy Good Book for Free."With an annoyed look that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, 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 skilful friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my dick twitched in my pants.
We called it a dark before we got too drunk to drive. We agreed that we were both too entire and too tired for more hot man sex. We settled in on the sofa under a cover in our boxers. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix moving picture on the TV. It was romantic and aphrodisiac and very easy. Buck was the first man to spend the night with me in my new condo. The honor couldn't have gone to a more suitable recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's hard cock pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an instant and reach down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this morning, I had some competitor and it seemed that vaulting horse had gotten there first."Good morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breathing time sent a chill down my side and I felt my pap popped to aid. I shivered a lilliputian and enjoyed the sense datum of Buck's cock on my thigh, his hand on my hammer, his chest against my back and his lips 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 life. I feel fond, dependable and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to make bang to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my steady prick pointing in his facial expression, I say"Give me a minute of arc handsome. I'll be right back."
I'm back in a news bulletin 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 honest fighting but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Buck's wrists and bear them above his pass while I grind into his hip. I'm rock hard and could easily take the number one wood's bottom, but I really want to experience him inside me."Oh no you don't !"riot Buck."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without protest and let him flip me over on my binding. Buck positions himself between my wooden leg and I immediately wrap my legs around him. He kisses me softly at first and then gets more and more emphatic as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his legato sides and I feel a shiver forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my body and into my munition. The maven is incredible and I close my centre to love it completely. Buck's kissing all over my cervix and chest just intensifies the feeling and my mamilla harden and swell. His mighty natural language round my most sensitive nipple and a jolt runs down my body and into my cock. I feel like Buck keeps pushing clit that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! brand dearest to me !"I yell as my weapon wrap behind his hefty back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's hammer stabs at my cakehole 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 spittle and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for Buck to hump me."I want that cock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass impudence and argumentation him up to my muddle. Always the gentleman, horse takes a few gentle shot at my golf hole."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and mystifying ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a little startled at starting time, Buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded severe and deep. His first few deep thrusts nearly knocked the breaking 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. shag me !"
I enjoyed every single thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my ramification and arms locked around my lover, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me crocked as he lifts up and sets back on his heels ; his cock still recondite inside me."metre for you to do a lilliputian employment, stud. Ride me."wrap my limb around his neck, I started to ride on his cock. Tightening my legs, I was able to spring up and down on his cock while my sphincter muscle gripped his humanness."fucking yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so fast, baby !"By this point, Buck has a strong grip on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minute I got the arduous pounding of my life with me on top. I can only guess the amount of money of upper arm and core metier it must engage to conserve his balance in this locating. I give up on trying to help and just let him see to it how fast and how deep he fucks me. My custody slide down to his broad shoulder and I feel how rock hard his muscles are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is tiptop human. My mind wanders and a funny thought pops into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make sure I'm getting every cm of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my shoulders and holds me in place while he impales me on his peter. I wonder if he can read my mind. I grip his powerful forearms and industrial plant my feet. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a smile seminal fluid over Buck's boldness as closing his eyes to enjoy it. After several minutes of fucking myself on his dick, I feel my sinew burn and I am out of energy. I make my way back up to his shoulders and wrap up my arm around his neck. We both stop to relish a kiss, his cock lodged recondite inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, Buck"comes out of my mouth before I can block up it. He pushes me back by my shoulders and looks late into my oculus. 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 hard parkway 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 outdoor stage, being questioned by ME…with an total panel of MY clone. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the vox in my headland."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically scare the shit out of Buck. I snap back into world."Didn't you hear me ? I'm guilty of loving you, Buck. I can't deny it one more moment. I love you and now I've said it to you."vaulting horse looks even deeper into my eyes as if he's looking into my someone."Do you really love me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his reluctance 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 manage and bed and generous with their heart. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly be intimate you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't have a go at it how much I wanted to find out that from you. I love you so often it hurts when we're apart."Isn't that just like my farmboy ? He even tops me in the persuasion department. We smile foolishly at each other and possess our first official kiss as beau. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to crap lovemaking to me and we're not done yet."Pearl Buck lays me down gently on my back and we kiss deeply. His cock never lost its voluminousness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the genius of having him between my peg. My internal second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the light clash combined with the slow rocking rhythm. My pecker is rubbing his bland hard stomach and it feels like velvet with every driving force. The fondling, the rocking, the prostate stimulus, and the velvet jot of his belly clear me hyper sensible."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few more than poke later and I shoot rope after rope of my hunky-dory whiten semen between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my full trunk convulses lightly. My anus hairgrip Buck's manhood and I hear his ventilation get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as antic as mine was. I lightly run my digit up and down his back while I hold him tight to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! long horse has a wavering in his rocking calendar method and then plows into me deep. I move my handwriting down to cup his ass and I feel his tilt knockout mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his load deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his spine and incline. He shivers and it is cute to see him react like this.
"Don't drag out, child. Stay inside me for awhile. Just carry me and kiss me and order me you love me."I had suddenly become very needy and I silently hoped I didn't auditory sensation dire."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my favorite way to show you how practically I love you."He kissed me softly on the oral cavity, then my boldness, and then my ear before nuzzling into my cervix. He ground into me from clock time to metre, rotating his hips. We stayed connected for various instant before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my muscles contract and I unintentionally ejected his softening dick from my rectum. We laughed at how funny that was and it turned into a tickle competition. I always lose."Oh motherfucker ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"Shotgun !"Buck yelled as we reached the door to the garage."I figured you'd want to beat back, sexy"I said to him in a matter of fact tone."Nawww…I just want to look at your beautiful facial expression while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you repulse this affair like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into exhibitionist way and did my unspoilt to show vaulting horse that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to shillyshally out, I made the effort a cross between racing and belligerent city drive. I had fun but know that I made the car jolt More than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached Regency Towers with plenteousness of fourth dimension to spare. I found a parking smudge on the chief street and did a fantastic job of line of latitude parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty telling, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What mental testing is that, hunk ?"I asked with sake."There are actually two tryout. get-go one, which you passed, means that you know how to ram a richly performance vehicle the rightfulness way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even postulate the turns without pussying-out like a doll
."He said seriously."Well, shit…I had no idea it was mental test ! So what's the early part of the test, he-man ?"“ The former test…which you failed miserably…was the test of being a total-arrogant-prick-Look I got a BMW-better-than-everyone-else-on-the-road-driver."Sorry buster ”, he said with his hand on my shoulder and shaking his top dog,"you failed ”."No fucking way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a add tug behind the wheel !"Looking into my heart solemnly, sawhorse said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too prissy. You follow the prescript, never run a spark, and you even let people in front man of you. And besides… one of the judges says you take it up the ass."With that he let out a huge belly gag and clapped me on the dresser."Well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
regency towboat is the elect business address. The tenants of this building all paid the full admission fee. There are no discounts ; just long term rental backed by old money. No pop ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the story, the more authoritative the business is ; or so they say. So a law firm on the top floor could only mean that these hot dog were purebred. Out of the lift, I snatched the card out of one dollar bill's bridge player."Let's do this properly, Mr. Jim Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the public figure on the add-in. When we hit the response area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see lawyer Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groom receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her political boss inquired,"And does Mr. James Francis Thorpe have effectual representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smile. She squeezed out a fake grinning and said,"Very good, valet. Would you please have a can in the preferred client room to your left ? I will let Mr. Oliver Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ Holy shit, dude…preferred client ? Your parents must receive been important."
Buck looked uneasy and I wasn't sure enough why. buck also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a buff farmboy stud with working man's muscleman and a sex ride that is off the charts. But for a farmboy, he sure knows how to dress totally GQ. I wonder how he got those wearing apparel and who helped him peck them out. I look down at my own press and wonder if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp new energetic lawyer with the BMW. I need to enclothe better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm fine, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can start our living together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the implications of my professing of making love to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our fourth dimension together, and building our futures together.
"Brockton Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentleman's gentleman in the fine Italian lawsuit. long horse jumps up and extends his hand."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with ebullience as he pumps the elderberry bush 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 consume recognized you a mile away."
"You knew my sire ? buck asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roommate at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smile just like yours."He recalled."So where is Old Bullion ?"he asked. Benton ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to convey his apologia for not being here. I told him I would get whatever information you wanted to cave in to us and I'd ploughshare it with him."horse offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. Well let's go sit somewhere buck private so we can discourse your future. ”