I was traveling through North Carolinas last summertime on a survey of possible farming purchases for our retirement. The married woman and I decided that Florida was too commercial and other coastal locations were too expensive.

We did n't desire to be in a `` golden age '' community or alike neighbourhood. We are both country common people. I was raised on a farm and my married woman fell in love with the farm biography as well. At the last minute, she decided to outride home plate. kinfolk obligations were authoritative enough that she made her usual unilateral decision to pre-empt our trip.

I did n't guess the problem was severe enough to offset the tripper and got on the plane. I went straight to the rental counter and rented an SUV.

The first Night in the hotel I surfed real the three estates listings. I printed out position for several properties along with the particular.

The following day I drove to Mt. Pleasant on the slide then turned to the western United States and headed into the deal. I checked and rejected five prop as I drove two hours southwest. I arrived in a mid-sized metropolis and found a reasonably printed hotel. A quick dinner party at a little diner near the hotel, gassing up the vehicle, and a hot shower settled me in for the night.

I linked to the hotel wireless fidelity and looked for properties in the immediate area. After printing out six or seven listings I started surfing adult links and sent out some inquiries to citizenry nearby. I am bisexual so the poster were an peer detachment of men and women.

Around ten o'clock I got a response from four people, two men and two charwoman. One man and one womanhood were not what I was looking for so I politely rejected both of them. Tom and I started chatting and I got the discrete impression we would have got some fun together. We made plans to meet the side by side day. The next day was Saturday, so he offered to be my template while I was in the field.

I was eating breakfast in the dining compartment when Tom walked in the door and straight to my table. We shook hands and I offered him a cup of coffee and Cinnamomum zeylanicum bun. We ate our food for thought and talked for an hr. I handed him the listings and we made a route that would cover most of them in the most efficient pattern.

Between stops, we talked about all kinds of issue ( family, spouses, workplace, sports, etc. ). When the usual matter dwindled out we started talking about sex. What we liked and did n't. We were both bisexual so we shared sex better half and encounters, positions we both liked, and other things. I was feeling comfortable enough with my new ally that I asked if he knew where we might have a little fun out of mickle of others.

Tom mentioned he had some `` search farming '' nearby. So we drove a twain of miles along a two-track on the dimension until we pulled up to a camping bus that was leveled and anchored in place.

Tom unlocked the door and we stepped inside. As the doorway clicked behind us we started touching our bodies. In a few minute, we were both naked. We lay down on the unusually large bunk and continued exploring each former. I kissed his nipples in clock time then down his consistency until my lips kissed through his pubic whisker as his lips did the like to me.

Our cocks quickly hardened and we continued sucking until we came in speedy chronological sequence. We lay side by side as we enjoyed the whiz of our orgasms.

We lay there talking as our hired man began roaming again. I slowly stroked Tom as he did me. I told my new southerly friend to get on his knees. I moved behind him and slowly opened his cheeks. I worked his wrinkled mess with my spit until Tom was pushing back at me. I grabbed the vacuum tube of lube off the shelf and worked some into his bottom before rubbing it over my rooster skin.

I put the head of my tool against his chess opening and pushed until I felt his anal halo yield. When I popped in we both moaned as we rested. Tom started squeezing my prick with his hole as I slowly moved deeper and deeper. When I balls tapped against his I stop to enjoy the feeling of him holding me inside.

As I backed out Tom dropped his chest to the bed and groaned. We started slowly with long strokes. Soon our hurrying increased as our excitement did as well. The faster we moved the better it felt. He pushed back in metre with my trusted. Soon our bodies were slapping in time. Our balls slapped together as our joy increased. As my cock swelled as my succus raced out of my body. I thrust deeply and a shot into him as he pushed back and took my cargo. Still in his bottom but softening I reached under him and stroked Tom until I felt him travel up against my chest and groan shooting across the bed in front of him.

The second cargo of the day and it had only been LE than an 60 minutes. We cleaned each early up with our mouthpiece. My stopcock was spent but Tom rose one more fourth dimension. I suckled on the fountainhead of his putz as I slowly stroked his ray. Tom made disturbance as I moved my script and my sass dropped over his peter. I pumped my mouth up and down until I tasted his precum rising up from his head. The emollient flowed from his cock I drank it down. Until he exploded in my mouth and I swallowed it all.

We dressed and ran back into townspeople. In the dining compartment, we ate dinner, talked about tomorrow, and the sleep of the itemisation.

Tom walked me back to my motel. I let him ransack my dress off. I lay on my rented bed and felt his mouth takings in my cock again. He had me hard in seconds and teased me for what felt like an minute. Soon I was arching my back and adding my upward movement to his downward question to our mutual joy. I came with a loud moan and Tom collected every drop. He came up and we kissed hard as I tasted myself on his tongue.

I slid under the cover and he let himself out. A good rest will get me fix for tomorrow.

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The second day began a little differently. I met Tom at the door in my robe and pulled him into the room. I tore his clothes off his firm body and laid him on the bed. We kissed and fondled each other like buff who had been apart month instead of overnight. My gown ended on the floor as I moved down his body and sucked his delicate cock in my mouth. I circled my lips around his hardening head and lightly nipped the sensitive flesh. He jerked each time I nipped him and soon he was holding my heading between his hands. He pushed my face in his lap, fucking my oral fissure with his fully grueling tool. When he shot his stocky load in my mouth I cleaned his cock and we rested.

I slowly stroked his shaft until he got hard again. I lubed my ass and his peter before throwing a leg over him and eased him in. We worked our hips fucking our body together. I lightly toyed with his one nipple as my former handwriting played with my testis and peter. We both moaned in pleasure as we fucked. I felt his cock swelling inside me as my script pumped faster. When he released in my body I shot my semen across his chest as we collapsed together.

We lay on the bed and discussed the plan of the day. Dressing we walked over to the diner, had breakfast and started checking listings.

I narrowed down the tilt to three properties in the quick neighborhood and we parked under an antediluvian pecan tree to have another sexual interlude. This time Tom bent over a stocky tree branch with his bloomers on the grass around his ankle joint. I moved behind him and eased my hammer between his impertinence. It popped in him and I started thrusting in him as we yet again moaned in joy.

After I filled his bottom with my seed I turned him around and started sucking his dripping peter. I was a man possessed. I wanted to taste his seed again. I pulled his ass cheeks apart and rubbed my finger's breadth over his leak hole. Two fingers pushed in his sopping hole as I pushed his pecker into the backrest of my pharynx. His stopcock was so deep in my mouth I did n't get to taste his semen. But the tactile property of it shooting in my throat made my pecker shoot on the lawn under us.

After a few bit of eternal sleep, we drove back to my motel. Tom went home and I made the cry place. I licked my mouth tasting his cream as I waited for my wife to answer the phone.

When she answered we exchanged pleasantries, talked about the dimension I checked out, and if I met any local people. I told her I had met a couple of people that seemed fun. Leaving out the fun Tom and I had been having. She ended the telephone call with, '' Go ahead and hold bids on the two you like full and we will foot from which one gets accepted. ``

The one I liked best had a watercourse big enough to make a small pond on the property. There were two ancient grass for a large garden, sawhorse paddock, pastureland enough for a small herd of cattle, and a orotund b. As an bring fillip, it was only three miles from Tom 's camper. We paid outright for the acres. The outbuildings came in time and our home was partially built from timber on the land.

The wives do n't understand how two men from different parts of the country could become so close so fast. But they have n't questioned our friendship. In peak of fact they spend a lot of prison term together as well .