Farmboy 8
The warmth of the body of water is just what I need after a adept fuck. And Buck has worn me out. I open my optic slightly and see at the man who is slowly stealing my heart. The organic structure of a man with the innocence of a child ; so beautiful to look at and so wondrous to be held in his brawny subdivision. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those light, high up intensity relationship that burn hot and fizzle quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and snatch me looking at him. He whispers,"I have a surprise for you, Bryce."He grins that devilish child-like grin of his."You have another surprise for me, sawhorse ? I don't know if I can handle it. ”, I say in a pseudo-annoyed note."You want your surprise or not ?"he teases."OK, OK…give it to me."I smile. With that, one dollar bill flips over and gets on all IV and makes his way to me, maintaining full eye contact lens. God, he's sexy. He saunters up to me and comes within an inch of my mouth. I can palpate his breath on my lip and ready for one of his soft carnal candy kiss ; my hawkshaw even starts to squeeze. But suddenly, he turns around and stick around his hot ass in my face with his anus nictitation at me. I am immediately mesmerized. I can't figure out what he's doing until I see his anus puckering and flexing. Slowly, a bead of my cum starts to filter out and run down the back of his nut pouch. He seems to be restricting the flow rate and it is fucking hot to take in it course from his hole. I stared in astonishment at the pearl of white rolling down the seam of his pink sack. How many sperm are in each pearl ? I wondered to myself. Look at the sizing of his ball, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his hips and pulled his ass to my facial expression. I lapped at the creamy current from the bottom of his nut sac, up the crease, and zeroed in on the beckoning sphincter. I lapped and licked at Pearl Sydenstricker Buck's jam with the deliberation and enthusiasm of a kid with an ice cream cone shape. I tongued his moist hole and made it my goal to eat every drop curtain of the seed I had planted within him. Buck moaned with pleasure as I probed thick into him ; slowly at kickoff and then more ravenously as he released my booty. I ate until I had licked the honey jar clean and jerk."Oh, Buck…that was a marvellous surprisal. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to turn around and we met typeface to face. Staring into his eyes, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his backtalk. Our spit 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 awhile until we both slid below the piss line and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few min later with vaulting horse's caressing signature on my face. As my eyes opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my optic. A small smile came across his face."Bryce…"he whispered.
"Yeah, Buck"I said smoothly.
"I'm athirst !"he said loudly and I was slightly startled.
"I'm sorta hungry, too…but I just ate a nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"train me to a dainty place and I'll treat you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The cuisine of every res publica 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 nervous grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my Friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't recognize your utmost gens. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"sawhorse Thorpe. Hmmm…I guess it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a joke where the punch production line is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my headland down, not realizing that clam 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 public figure I could cause ever guessed. So is Buck your real number outset name or a soubriquet ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the gens 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 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 drear. I had no idea. That must have been a yobo matter to materialize and to experience through."
"Uncle Ted and Aunt Maggie are really the solitary parents we know. They are upright people…they took us in and treated us as if we were their own. They couldn't have their own small fry, and aunt Maggie said it was the way the Lord made something beautiful out of something so atrocious. Me and Ben never wanted for anything and they gave us a good place to spring up up. most of the clock time we called them mom and dad."horse just unloaded all this selective information on me like he had it bottled up for old age. 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 different my spirit 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 !"clam hoisted me up out of the H2O and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to spend a lot of time dabbing my bundle. He placed the towel between my legs, almost like a diaper and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my clump and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner party and were ready in a New York minute. vaulting horse went to the guest room while I stayed in mine. I invited him to be naked with me, but he said he needed to encounter just the right on dress. We met in the living room after 20 minute and my lip just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his charcoal suit with a snowy striped shirt. The bluish green 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 fuck, sheik ! You are so fucking hot ! If we weren't going to dinner I'd rip those 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 end name ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful gens !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly chagrined that I hadn't shown him the same enthusiasm when I learned his public figure."seed on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some grub !"
vaulting horse insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his license. I was a little neural 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 cryptical about my playmate and I am happy to peel this onion plant one layer at a metre. In no time at all we were in front of Mi Sushi and one dollar bill pulled right up to the man. I normally don't man park…but this was a special night and I was prepared to evince Buck a memorable night on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my sac to tip the man, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a twenty 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 guesswork 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'tush to say good job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Buck smirked back while guiding me through the front door."Besides, I think the niggling cutie was so unrestrained about the twenty…he probably didn't even feel my hired hand on his butt."dollar chuckled.
We had a rattling meal of sushi and other appetizers. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third gear chicken feed that I started to worry about how much we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like squeamish thing, I work hard for my money, and I take care of what I have. With a few drinks in me, I started to look more intently on my friend and lover. My curiosity was working extra time. I wanted to get it on more about him. But right before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his lifetime, he spoke up.
"I need to get business district tomorrow for a meeting, Bryce. Can you miss me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, sawbuck. Where do you call for to go and what time do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a occupation card from his pocket, he said,"Some attorney's situation in regency pillar. The meeting is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you assist me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a smile."Those are some big gun. Did you do something wrong to need their assist ? You're in portion, my friend, I just happen to know a good lawyer if you need some avail getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a letter of the alphabet from them telling us that our parents had some precondition to their volition that beef in when we're 25. And with our birthday right around the turning point, they wanted to meet 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 townspeople limits."Buck explained."He also has the hots for this female child he met at a b dance. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing Buck public lecture, I'm noticing for the first base time that he has lost that country boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you think I need a lawyer for that, Bryce ?"“ Well, I think it's always of import to have sound internal representation to protect your rights, Buck. If you want, I can come along and make sure those snake treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na lend your lawyer-friend too ?"He asked innocently."wellspring I can see I'm gon na have to spell this out for you farmboy…I AM the attorney I was talking about, you sexy stud."I said with feigned insult."I didn't know you was a attorney, Bryce ! That's bully ! Yes, please ! Come and help me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a grin."And I will do it Gratis…fancy word 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 best friends for life."I thought on that a bit and my dick twitched in my pants.
We called it a Nox before we got too imbibe to drive. We agreed that we were both too full and too tired for more hot man sex. We settled in on the couch under a mantle in our underdrawers. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix flick on the TV. It was romantic and sexy and very well-to-do. Buck was the first gear man to spend the night with me in my new condo. The laurels couldn't have gone to a more worthy recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with Buck's heavily peter pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an inst and reach down to stroke myself like I do every good morning. But this aurora, I had some competition and it seemed that dollar had gotten there first."upright morning, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breath sent a gelidity down my incline and I felt my nipple popped to attention. I shivered a slight and enjoyed the genius of horse's shaft on my thigh, his hand on my cock, his chest against my back and his lips slowly nibbling my neck opening and shoulder. This is a grand to way to wake up and I think I want this every day of my aliveness. I feel ardent, safe and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to make get laid to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my stiff SOB pointing in his face, I say"spring me a minute handsome. I'll be right on back."
I'm back in a flashing and I leap onto the bed, pinning Buck on his tum."Now let's grapple to see who fucks who this morning !"I put up a salutary fight but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab horse's wrists and hold them above his headway while I grind into his hip. I'm John Rock hard and could easily ingest the device driver's seat, but I really want to experience 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 protest and let him flick me over on my spine. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck positions himself between my legs and I immediately wrap my wooden leg around him. He kisses me softly at first and then gets Thomas More and more forceful as we get into it. I rub my inner thighs up and down his smooth side and I feel a chill forming on the inside of my legs that travels up my body and into my subdivision. The sensation is unbelievable and I close my eyes to enjoy it completely. Pearl Sydenstricker Buck's kissing all over my neck opening and chest of drawers just intensifies the touch and my mammilla harden and swell. His powerful natural language lot my most sensitive nipple and a jounce runs down my body and into my rooster. I feel like long horse keeps pushing push that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Buck ! Make love to me !"I yell as my arms wrapping behind his mesomorphic back and I pull him close to me.
dollar's cock shot at my hole as he humps me dry. His precum starts to flow but it won't be fast enough for me. I take a wad of my own expectoration and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for sawbuck to bang me."I want that stopcock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheeks and stock him up to my hole. Always the valet, Buck takes a few gentle twinge at my mess."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and deep ; locking my ankles behind him. Although a little startle at maiden, vaulting horse gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded hard and deep. His first gear few thick thrusts nearly knocked the wind 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 simple machine."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. roll in the hay me !"
I enjoyed every single poking he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my legs and limb locked around my fan, I feel him lift me off the bed. He holds me sloshed as he lifts up and solidification back on his hound ; his cock still bass inside me."Time for you to do a minuscule work, stud. ride me."Wrapping my weapons system around his cervix, I started to ride on his cock. Tightening my leg, I was able to bounce up and down on his shaft while my sphincter gripped his manhood."roll in the hay yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so closely, babe !"By this spot, long horse has a unfaltering grip on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For several minute of arc I got the hardest pounding of my life with me on top. I can only imagine the amount of upper arm and core strength it must take to wield his balance in this view. I give up on trying to aid and just let him curb how fasting and how deep he fucks me. My hands slide down to his all-inclusive berm and I feel how rock hard his brawniness are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is tops human. My mind wanders and a funny remark thinking pops into my oral sex ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to have certainly I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his hands on my shoulders and holds me in place while he impales me on his cock. I wonder if he can read my mind. I grip his mightily forearms and plant life my metrical unit. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a smile seed over Buck's look as closing his eyes to savour it. After various proceedings of fucking myself on his hawkshaw, I feel my muscles burn and I am out of energy. I make my way back up to his shoulders and wrap my arms around his neck. We both stop to delight a kiss, his cock lodged cryptic inside me.
With my backtalk against his ear,"I love you, Buck"comes out of my oral fissure before I can quit it. He pushes me back by my shoulder and looks deep into my centre. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his expression. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my mind is a hard private road 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 muteness is deafening. I imagine being on run with me on the bandstand, being questioned by ME…with an entire panel of MY clone. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the vocalism in my head."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically daunt the shit out of Buck. I snap back into realism."Didn't you hear me ? I'm guilty of loving you, sawbuck. I can't deny it one more hour. I love you and now I've said it to you."Buck looks even cryptical into my eye as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really love me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his wavering 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 reply 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 loving and generous with their nub. I feel good when I'm with you. I really truly love you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't know how often 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 persuasion department. We smile foolishly at each early and have our first official kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say,"hey, you promised to make love to me and we're not done yet."Buck lays me down gently on my back and we kiss deeply. His turncock never lost its fullness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the maven of having him between my legs. My inner thigh are a new erogenous zona for me and I enjoy the light rubbing combined with the behind rocking beat. My dick is rubbing his fluent hard stomach and it feels like velvet with every knife thrust. The cuddling, the rocking, the prostate foreplay, and the velvet touch of his belly hold me hyper sensitive."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few Sir Thomas More thrusts later and I shoot forget me drug after rophy of my finest white seed between us. As I orgasm beneath my devotee, my entire body convulses lightly. My anus grip dollar's manhood and I hear his respiration get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as marvelous as mine was. I lightly run my finger up and down his backbone while I hold him soused to me."Oh piece of tail ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! Buck has a hesitation in his rocking rhythm method of birth control and then plows into me deeply. I move my hands down to cup his ass and I feel his rock intemperately mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his load deep inside. I feel goosebumps all over his back and sides. He shivers and it is cunning to see him react like this.
"Don't pull out, babe. stay inside me for awhile. Just hold me and osculate me and tell me you love me."I had suddenly become very needy and I silently hoped I didn't sound desperate."I love you, Bryce. Making love to you is my deary way to bear witness you how practically I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my cheek, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck. He ground into me from time to time, rotating his pelvis. We stayed connected for several proceedings before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my sinew contract and I unintentionally ejected his softening tool from my rectum. We laughed at how odd that was and it turned into a vellicate contest. I always lose."Oh squat ! 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 drive, sexy"I said to him in a subject of fact tone."Nawww…I just want to expect at your beautiful facial expression 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 modal value and did my topper to establish vaulting horse that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the campaign a mark between racing and aggressive city drive. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk Thomas More than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached regency towboat with great deal of metre to save. I found a parking spot on the main street and did a marvellous job of parallel parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty impressive, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the mental test !"“ What trial run is that, hunk ?"I asked with interest."There are actually two mental test. First one, which you passed, means that you know how to drive a luxuriously performance vehicle the right wing way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even take the twist without pussying-out like a chick
."He said seriously."wellspring, shit…I had no idea it was test ! So what's the other part of the psychometric test, stud ?"“ The other 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 fellow ”, he said with his hand on my shoulder and shaking his head,"you failed ”."No shtup way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total jerking behind the roulette wheel !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, sawhorse said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the rules, never run a lightness, 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 huge belly laughter and clapped me on the chest."fountainhead so do you, asshole !"I barked.
Regency tugboat is the elite commercial enterprise reference. The renter of this building all paid the full admission fee. There are no discounts ; just long terminal figure leases backed by old money. No start ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The gamy the floor, the more of import the business concern is ; or so they say. So a law house on the top floor could only mean that these hotdog were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the add-in out of Buck's manus."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the public figure on the lineup. When we hit the reception area I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see lawyer Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groom receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her bosses inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal representation ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident smiling. She squeezed out a fake smiling and said,"Very soundly, valet. Would you please experience a seat in the preferred guest way to your left ? I will let Mr. Oliver Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ Holy dickhead, dude…preferred guest ? Your parents must have been important."
clam looked skittish and I wasn't sure why. horse also looks smoking hot and I know exactly why. He is a devotee farmboy stud with working man's heftiness 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 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 sharp Cy Young up-and-coming lawyer with the BMW. I need to snip better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm mulct, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can begin our life together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the implications of my profession of love to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our time together, and building our time to come together.
"Brockton Thorpe ?"says the 50-something valet de chambre in the okay Italian suit. horse jumps up and extends his hired man."Yes, sir. That's me !"he says with enthusiasm as he pumps the senior man's hand."And this is my frie…attorney, Bryce Cannaday."
"Well, my boy, that is an unbelievable handclasp. Hahaha…just like your Fatherhood. I would take in recognized you a air mile away."
"You knew my father ? clam asked with surprise.
"Why yes, we met and were roomie at Harvard Law. Big strappin'guy just like you with a big old smile just like yours."He recalled."So where is Thomas Hart Benton ?"he asked. Old Bullion ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feeling well and asked me to convey his apologies for not being here. I told him I would get whatever info you wanted to give to us and I'd share it with him."clam offered apologetically.
"That's amercement, my boy. Well let's go sit somewhere secret so we can discuss your future. ”