Farmboy 8
The warmness of the water is just what I need after a good piece of tail. And buck has worn me out. I open my optic slightly and look at the man who is slowly stealing my fondness. The physical structure of a man with the innocence of a child ; so beautiful to calculate at and so wonderful to be held in his mightily arms. Is this the man I've always dreamed about or are we just meant for one of those short, high intensity relationships that burn hot and bust quickly ? I see him fidgeting like he can't sit still. He opens his eyes and match 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, Buck ? I don't know if I can address 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 Sydenstricker Buck flips over and gets on all IV 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 mouth. I can feel his breath on my lips and develop for one of his soft carnal kiss ; my tool even starts to tweet. But suddenly, he turns around and cling 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 astragal of my cum starts to drool out and run down the binding of his nut sack. He seems to be restricting the current and it is fucking hot to watch it flow from his pickle. I stared in astonishment at the pearls of white rolling down the bed of his pinko sack. How many sperm are in each drop ? I wondered to myself. attend at the sizing of his orchis, I awed. Almost involuntarily, I slowly gripped his coxa and pulled his ass to my face. I lapped at the creamy watercourse from the tooshie of his nut pouch, up the seam, and zeroed in on the beckoning anatomical sphincter. I lapped and licked at Buck's muddle with the deliberateness and ebullience of a kid with an ice ointment cone. I tongued his moist gob and made it my goal to eat every drop of the semen I had planted within him. Buck moaned with pleasure as I probed deeper into him ; slowly at first and then more ravenously as he released my prize. I ate until I had licked the honey jar clean."Oh, Buck…that was a fantastic surprise. But now I have one for you."I nudged him to call on around and we met facial expression to font. Staring into his eyes, I kissed him deeply, pushing some of my creamy prize into his backtalk. Our tongues met and I offered him a taste of what he had given to me. When he realized what he was getting, his optic got big and he sucked my tongue furiously. We kissed deeply for awhile until we both slid below the piddle line of credit and closed our eyes. I reached over and put the jets on low.
I woke a few minutes later with buck's caressing touch sensation on my face. As my middle opened, I could see my lover staring intently into my centre. A small grin came across his face."Bryce…"he whispered.
"Yeah, dollar"I said smoothly.
"I'm hungry !"he said loudly and I was slightly startled.
"I'm sorta hungry, too…but I just ate a nice hot ass for my appetizer."
"Take me to a nice stead and I'll goody you"he said generously.
"What are you in the mood for ? The cuisine of every nation is useable to you within a little distance."I spoke confidently."You look like a meat and Irish potato kinda guy to me."I said as I gripped his muscled bicep.
"Sushi, actually."He replied with a aflutter grin.
"Sushi ? ? ? I love sushi ! Well, my friend Buck…ummm…hey, I don't know your last epithet. What is it ?"I said, forgetting the sushi.
"Thorpe."He said blandly.
"sawhorse Thorpe. Hmmm…I guessing it fits you. Maybe Buck THOR is better. Hey, that reminds me of a jocularity where the clout railway line is : You think you're ‘ thor…I'm so ‘ thor I can't sit down !"I laughed with my head down, not realizing that Pearl Sydenstricker Buck didn't get the joke.
"You don't like my name ?"one dollar bill said in a disappointed voice.
"No, baby…that's NOT what I said or meant. It's just not a last epithet I could hold ever guessed. So is Buck your substantial first epithet or a nickname ?"I asked soothingly ?
"It's the name my uncle gave me when we moved in with him. My very gens 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, long horse. I'm so sorry. I had no idea. That must have been a tough matter to materialize 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 kids, and aunt 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 skillful place to grow up. nigh of the clock time we called them mom and dad."Buck just unloaded all this information on me like he had it bottled up for years. His cheek was hard to read…there was almost no emotion.
I put my mitt on his shoulder and Pearl 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 sprightliness might cause 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 !"Pearl Buck hoisted me up out of the water and grabbed at the towels hanging. He patted me dry playfully and seemed to drop a lot of time dabbing my package. He placed the towel between my legs, almost like a napkin and rubbed it back and forth, grazing my glob and chaffing my asshole. It felt nice.
We dressed for dinner and were ready in a flash. 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 find out just the right wearing apparel. We met in the living room after twenty minutes and my oral fissure just dropped when I saw him. He was stunning in his oxford grey suit with a Stanford White striped shirt. The teal colored tied worked with the shirt and I don't roll in the hay how he pulled it off with charcoal…but he did. This was one drop-dead gorgeous son of a beef and he was all mine for the night…or the weekend…or whatever.
"Holy fuck, buster ! 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 spell to ask. What is your last figure ?"
"Cannaday. Bryce Cannaday."I said benignly.
"That is a beautiful name !"Buck chirped. I was suddenly obstruct that I hadn't shown him the Sami enthusiasm when I learned his figure."ejaculate on, Mr. Bryce Cannaday…let's get some eats !"
Buck insisted on driving like a kid who has just gotten his licence. I was a short neural about a tractor-driving farmboy running through the geartrain of my Beemer…but he really knew what he was doing. There was something so mysterious about my playfellow and I am felicitous to peel this onion one layer at a sentence. In no prison term at all we were in front man of Mi Sushi and one dollar bill pulled right up to the Valet. I normally don't valet park…but this was a limited night and I was prepared to depict Buck a memorable Night on the town.
As I stuck my hand in my pocket to tip the valet, Buck barked,"I got it."And peeled off a XX off the wad of John 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 guessing you did get it. Was the big tip for the parking or the hot firm ass you just grabbed ?"I smirked.
"Hey, if ball role player can snaffle each others'asses to say dependable job, why can't we do that everywhere else ?"Pearl Sydenstricker Buck smirked back while guiding me through the straw man room access."Besides, I think the petty cutie was so excited about the twenty…he probably didn't even palpate my deal on his butt."Buck chuckled.
We had a wonderful repast of sushi and other appetizers. We had some champagne and I think it was around the third base glass that I started to worry about how often we were spending. I am normally a very frugal guy. I like nice things, I work hard for my money, and I take care of what I have. With a few drunkenness in me, I started to look more intently on my Friend and devotee. My curio was working overtime. I wanted to know More about him. But properly before I was about to ask him to elaborate on his lifespan, he spoke up.
"I need to get downtown tomorrow for a confluence, Bryce. Can you dangle me off ?"he asked directly.
"Ummm…sure, Buck. Where do you need to go and what clip do you need to be there ?"I asked.
Pulling a line card from his pocket, he said,"Some lawyer's office in Regency Towers. The meeting is for nine o'clock sharp. Can you help me ?"
"Yeah, sure…no problem !"I said with a smile."Those are some big guns. Did you do something wrong to need their assist ? You're in luck, my friend, I just go on to know a unspoilt lawyer if you need some help getting out of trouble."
"Nahhh, me and Ben just got a letter from them telling us that our parents had some judicial admission to their volition that kicks in when we're 25. And with our natal day right around the quoin, 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 town limits."Pearl Sydenstricker Buck explained."He also has the hots for this girl he met at a barn terpsichore. That's a story for later."
As I'm hearing Buck talk, I'm noticing for the first meter that he has lost that state boy twang that he had when I first met him."So do you recollect I need a lawyer for that, Bryce ?"“ Well, I think it's always important to have legal representation to protect your rightfulness, dollar bill. If you want, I can get along along and make sure those ophidian treat you right."I said reassuringly."Sure, thanks, Bryce. Are you gon na land 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 abuse."I didn't know you was a lawyer, Bryce ! That's cracking ! Yes, please ! ejaculate and help oneself me from those bad men."He said mocking me but with a smile."And I will do it Gratis…fancy word for Free."With an rile look that I haven't seen on him before he said,"I might be a hick, 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 best 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 drunk to drive. We agreed that we were both too to the full and too wear for more than hot man sex. We settled in on the couch under a cover in our boxers. We cuddled and fondled while watching some Netflix movies on the TV. It was romantic and aphrodisiac and very comfortable. Buck was the first man to spend the night with me in my new condominium. The honor couldn't have gone to a more worthy recipient.

Chapter 9
I woke up with sawhorse's hard dick pressing against my thigh. I was hard in an blink of an eye and accomplish down to stroke myself like I do every morning. But this daybreak, I had some rivalry and it seemed that horse had gotten there first."in effect morn, sexy man."He whispered in my ear. His warm breath sent a shivering down my side of meat and I felt my nipple popped to aid. I shivered a little and enjoyed the wizard of Buck's tool on my thigh, his helping hand on my turncock, his bureau against my backrest and his lips slowly nibbling my neck opening and berm. This is a grand to way to wake up and I think I want this every day of my life story. I feel warm, rubber and secure…and I feel sexually charged."I want to wee love to you, Bryce."He coos in my ear. Rolling out of bed with my tight prick pointing in his human face, I say"Give me a hour handsome. I'll be the right way back."
I'm back in a flash and I leap onto the bed, pinning Pearl Buck on his abdomen."Now let's hand-to-hand struggle to see who fucks who this morning !"I put up a good competitiveness but I have every intention of losing to him. I grab Pearl Buck's wrist and hold them above his head while I grind into his hip. I'm Rock hard and could easily need the device driver's buns, but I really want to feel him inside me."Oh no you don't !"screams horse."Your ass is mine ! Get over here and take it like a man !"I surrender without objection and let him switch me over on my book binding. Buck positions himself between my legs and I immediately wrap my wooden leg 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 smooth side of meat and I feel a tingle forming on the interior of my legs that travels up my body and into my arms. The sensation is incredible and I close my eyes to enjoy it completely. Buck's kissing all over my neck opening and chest just intensifies the spirit and my nipple harden and swell. His sinewy lingua circle my most sensitive teat and a jolt runs down my eubstance and into my peter. I feel like vaulting horse keeps pushing button that get me hotter and hotter."Oh, Pearl Sydenstricker Buck ! make honey to me !"I yell as my arms wrap behind his muscular back and I pull him close to me.
Buck's pecker stabs at my kettle of fish 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 saliva and slap it onto my ass, making it awkward for Buck to get laid me."I want that cock in me now !"I shout as I grip his ass cheeks and business line him up to my hole. Always the gentleman, Buck takes a few gentle stab at my kettle of fish."I said NOW !"I yelled as I forced him in fast and recondite ; locking my ankle joint behind him. Although a small startled at get-go, buck gave me exactly what I wanted. He immediately went into fuck-mode and pounded intemperate and rich. His first few deep driving force nearly knocked the winding 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 automobile."Oh yeah…fuck my ass, boy. screwing me !"
I enjoyed every 1 thrust he gave me and only briefly considered how sore I might be later. With my stage and arms locked around my devotee, I feel him overturn me off the bed. He holds me tight as he lifts up and Seth back on his heel ; his cock still late inside me."Time for you to do a little work, studhorse. drive me."Wrapping my arms around his neck, I started to twit on his peter. Tightening my legs, I was capable to ricochet up and down on his turncock while my sphincter gripped his manhood."ass yeah, Bryce ! That's it ! You're so blotto, baby !"By this distributor point, horse has a firm travelling bag on my waist and is slamming me down as hard as he can. For respective minute of arc I got the arduous pound of my life with me on top. I can only ideate the sum of upper arm and magnetic core strength it must take to wield his Libra in this position. I give up on trying to help and just let him hold how fast and how abstruse he fucks me. My mitt slide down to his across-the-board articulatio humeri and I feel how rock 'n' roll hard his muscles are. His skin is glistening and I wonder if he is top-notch human. My mind wanders and a funny cerebration pappa into my head ;"Buck the Impaler ”. I smile and lean back to make sure I'm getting every centimeter of his raw sex. He puts his men on my berm and holds me in place while he impales me on his cock. I wonder if he can understand my mind. I grip his muscular forearms and plant my feet. I take over as the source of energy running this sex machine. I see a smiling come over Buck's face as last his eyes to savour it. After various minutes of fucking myself on his dick, I feel my brawniness burn and I am out of Department of Energy. I make my way back up to his shoulders and wrap my arms around his neck opening. We both stop to savor a kiss, his cock lodged mysterious inside me.
With my mouth against his ear,"I love you, Buck"comes out of my mouthpiece before I can stop it. He pushes me back by my shoulder and looks deep into my eyes. Silently, he looks at me with no emotion on his cheek. I'm not sure what to do. In an instant, my judgment is a intemperately crusade 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 trial with me on the standstill, being questioned by ME…with an stallion jury of MY knockoff. Mr. Cannaday ! Guilty or Not Guilty ? Demands the articulation in my header."Guilty or not Guilty ?"it shouts.
Guilty ! ! ! I scream out and practically frighten away the shit out of Buck. 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 looks even profoundly into my eyes as if he's looking into my soul."Do you really have it away me, Bryce ? You're not joking ?"I understand his hesitation since I just told him yesterday that I wasn't sure. But I'm kinda pissed that he's questioning my raw emotions. Tempering my response I say,"Yeah, baby. I am totally serious. I love you and I want to be with you. I've never met anyone who is so like and love and generous with their heart. I feel near when I'm with you. I really truly love you."
"Aww, Bryce. You don't experience how much I wanted to see that from you. I love you so a lot it hurts when we're apart."Isn't that just like my farmboy ? He even tops me in the view department. We smile foolishly at each other and have our first base official candy 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 vertebral column and we kiss deeply. His cock never lost its richness and he pumps into me slowly. I love the hotshot of having him between my pegleg. My inner second joint are a new erogenous zone for me and I enjoy the light clash combined with the slow rocking rhythm method. My rooster is rubbing his smooth hard stomach and it feels like velvet with every jabbing. The kissing, the rocking, the prostate stimulant, and the velvet touch of his belly do me hyper medium."Buck…I'm gon na cum"I whine. A few to a greater extent thrust later and I shoot rope after circle of my finest E. B. White come between us. As I orgasm beneath my lover, my entire body convulses lightly. My anus clutches long horse's manhood and I hear his breathing get shallow. I know he is about to cum and I want it to be as fantastic as mine was. I lightly run my fingers up and down his back while I hold him tight to me."Oh fuck ! I'm gon na fucking cum ! Buck has a hesitation in his rocking rhythm and then plows into me cryptic. I move my workforce down to cup his ass and I feel his rock music severe mounds flexing and heaving as he dumps his warhead recondite inside. I feel goosebumps all over his dorsum and English. He shivers and it is cute to see him respond like this.
"Don't pull out, baby. Stay inside me for awhile. Just hold me and kiss me and say me you love me."I had suddenly become very needy and I silently hoped I didn't strait do-or-die."I love you, Bryce. Making erotic love to you is my deary way to evince you how lots I love you."He kissed me softly on the mouth, then my cheek, and then my ear before nuzzling into my neck opening. He ground into me from time to prison term, rotating his hips. We stayed connected for several minutes before he nibbled my neck and made me laugh. My laughing made my brawn 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 shit ! It's almost eight o'clock !"

Chapter 10
"shotgun !"Buck yelled as we reached the door to the service department."I figured you'd want to drive, sexy"I said to him in a subject of fact step."Nawww…I just want to await at your beautiful face while you drive. Besides, you know where we're going and I want to see you push back this affair like you mean it."Sounded like a challenge to me. I went into show-off mood and did my just to prove dollar bill that I could drive as well as he did. Careful not to stall out, I made the drive a cross between racing and aggressive urban center driving. I had fun but know that I made the car jerk to a greater extent than I should have when I shifted gears.
We reached regency Towers with plenty of time to dispense with. I found a parking bit on the main street and did a fantastic job of parallel parking, if I do say so myself."That was mighty telling, Mr. Cannaday. You pass the test !"“ What trial 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 heights performance vehicle the right way. You shift and downshift well, brake appropriately, and even subscribe 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 part of the run, he-man ?"“ 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 dude ”, he said with his script on my shoulder joint and shaking his head word,"you failed ”."No have a go at it way ! ! !"I objected."I'm a total jerk behind the steering wheel !"Looking into my eyes solemnly, long horse said,"Sorry, dude…you're just too nice. You follow the rule, never run a light, and you even let people in forepart 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 pectus."Well so do you, asshole !"I barked.
regency Towers is the elite patronage savoir-faire. The tenants of this building all paid the full phase of the moon admission fee. There are no discount ; just long term leases backed by old money. No get going ups here…it wouldn't be proper. The higher the floor, the more important the line is ; or so they say. So a law house on the top floor could only think of that these dogs were purebred. Out of the elevator, I snatched the menu out of horse's hand."Let's do this properly, Mr. Thorpe"I said as I glanced at the gens on the card. When we hit the reception country I announced,"Mr. Thrope to see Attorney Oliver Goldsmith ”. A beautiful and well groomed receptionist who could easily be mistaken for one of her bosses inquired,"And does Mr. Thorpe have legal theatrical ?"“ Yes, maim…Attorney Bryce Cannaday."I said with a confident grinning. She squeezed out a faker grinning and said,"Very commodity, gentlemen. Would you please have a buns in the preferred customer way to your left ? I will let Mr. Oliver Goldsmith know that you have arrived."“ Holy asshole, dude…preferred client ? Your parents must have been important."
dollar 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 brawniness and a sex driving 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 pick them out. I look down at my own wardrobe and marvel if I should be asking him for advice. I'm the sharp youth energetic lawyer with the BMW. I need to dress better."What's up, babe ? You okay ?"I ask."I'm mulct, Bryce. I just want this to be over so we can start our lives together."Wow. I hadn't thought about the logical implication of my profession of passion to this beautiful man. But that's what it means…being together, spending our metre together, and building our hereafter together.
"Brockton Thorpe ?"says the 50-something gentlemen in the fine Italian causa. Buck jumps up and extends his hired man."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 father. I would hold recognized you a air mile away."
"You knew my father ? Buck asked with surprisal.
"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 Benton ?"he asked. Old Bullion ? ? ? I thought to myself.
"He wasn't feel well and asked me to convey his apologies for not being here. I told him I would get whatever information you wanted to give to us and I'd share it with him."Buck offered apologetically.
"That's fine, my boy. fountainhead let's go sit somewhere private so we can discuss your future. ”