Kirk Creek
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I woke up the next morning with an intense hard on. I made sure that I did not touch myself one bit over night. After what seemed like 50 slices of bacon and some orange juice, I spent the day helping my father with the farm chores. Shoveling pig shit is a great way to keep the mind off sex.
Soon it was 2:30. I showered, put on my bathing suit and headed for the creek. I walked through the corn fields and finally began to hear the frogs croaking. Mosquitoes, dragonflies and bees buzzed all around me.
I finally reached the creek to find Henry sitting on the bank across the water. He was naked and covered in dirt and there were pieces of hay in his curly dark hair. He had come right here after work and had been waiting for me.
I jumped over the edge of the bank and waded into the water. I watched him as I swam closer, wondering if I could get my dick dirty tonight.
He reached for me as I climbed out of the water and pulled me up toward him. Our bodies pressed in to one another and he held me there. I could smell his stink, feel the gritty dirt that clung to his back. His breath smelled like black berries and beef jerky.
He must have seen me wrinkle my nose and he smiled at me.
"There a problem?"
"You stink."
"I smell like a man."
"Yeah, a homeless one."
He smiled at me again with a sinister look in his eye.
Henry placed one hand on the top of my head. I knew that he wanted me to go down on him, but while he was filthy? The strong scent of musky, uncut, unwashed cock was already wafting up to my nose (which actually made my mouth water) and I was mildly repulsed.
He pushed down on the top of my head and brought me to my knees.
My body took over. I pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock with both my hands. I tested the tip with my tongue. He tasted metallic and salty and earthy.
It was not that bad actually. I was rock hard at the thought of having a sweaty, dirty, smegma covered cock in my mouth. I could feel grit in my mouth and taste sweet hay.
"Do it this way." He pulled his cock away and ran one finger around the thick spit covered head of his meat in a clockwise motion. I mirrored his this with my tongue.
I swallowed the accumulating filthy saliva, particles of dirt and all, and kept sucking him. I began to move my head back and forth as I swirled my tongue around his massive glans. The taste of pre-cum replacing the dirty meaty filthy taste as I cleaned his cock with my mouth.
Missing the taste of his dirty cock, I began to pay attention to his fuzzy balls. His cock dribbled pre-cum onto the side of my face as I licked the man musk and salty marinade from his silk covered sack. It was delicious. He grabbed my head tight as a few of his pubic hairs tore free as they tangled between my teeth.
I looked up at him and gave him the most evil look I could.
He slapped me across my face. Not hard, but hard enough for it to sting and echo across the water behind us.
I retaliated by scr****g the head of his cock with my teeth. He doubled over as I ran my pearly whites across his bulb, making sure I collected the nectar that pooled at his piss hole.
He slapped me on the back, and but I kept going. I took him into my mouth and fucked him with my face. Tears welled in my eyes, I inhaled my own saliva and coughed on his cock. I pulled away to catch my breath and he gripped my head harder, thrusting into my throat until I was dizzy.
I dug my thumbs into his ribs, but he kept pumping my tight throat. He then pulled out and I gasped for precious air. Snot and tears ran down my face.
I stood up, panting and slapped him across his face. He slapped me back hard and we continued this exchange until we ended up wrestling in the grass.
I grabbed hold of his hair and kissed him deep and hard. I bit his lower lip and he yelped in pain. He let go and rolled away from me wiping his lip where a small dot of blood began to form. He smiled at me devilishly.
He stood up and I noticed that he was still rock hard and had grown even larger.
"Come here." He demanded in his deep and husky voice. His body wet with sweat and looking like a god in the sunlight. Flies and mosquitoes were landing on him. he looked incredibly sexy.
I was alternating between wanting to plow his tight asshole and wanting him to fuck me in mine.
I crawled to him on my hands and knees, my eyes never straying from his gaze. He licked his bloody lip slowly, hungrily. His chest heaving in and out.
He bent over as I reached him and with a grunt, pulled me by my hair and slammed his cock across the side of my face with a thick meaty thud. He repeated this over and over and seemed to delight that I kept trying in vain to catch his manhood each time it came hurtling toward my face.
Henry grabbed hold of his shaft with one hand and my head with the other again. He inched his pre-cum dripping cock toward my mouth and then away again as I tried to engulf him with my mouth. Over and over he teased me this way. Just as his swollen cock would reach my mouth, he would pull away, denying me the sweet and salty flesh that I craved.
"Please." I begged. I knew that was what he wanted.
"What's that? You want more cock?" He said throatily.
"Yeah."
"Say it."
"I want more cock." I meekly asked.
"Say it like you mean it army brat. Say, Sir, I want more cock Sir!"
"S...sir..." I began as his cock inched closer. He let it touch my lips and I thrust my head forward, feeling some of my hair tearing free.
"uh- uh- uh, you don't get one more lick until you say it." He said shaking his head no.
I felt furious that he was talking to me as if I were a baby. But boy was my cock hard.
"Say it!" He barked, pulling my hair with both hands until I saw only sky and trees.
"Sir, I want more cock Sir!" I shouted like a true grunt.
"Beg me." He said softly.
"Please, I want more."
"You want more cock don't you, you like this cock?"
I had had enough. I grabbed his legs and yanked them toward me. Henry landed flat on his back. He let out an 'ummph' as he hit the ground.
I quickly lunged for his cock and all but devoured it. I sucked hard with even bursts followed by slow gentle swirling tongued bobs of my head. He moaned, maybe it was pain, or maybe it was pleasure.
"Sweet Jeezus of Nazareth." He moaned to the sky.
"Oh god, Oh god Riley, Riley, Riley! he shouted, each call of my name he sounded more and more like someone was squeezing his chest.
I felt his cock jerk and twitch. Heat hit my tongue. Wet hot salty metallic heat. He moaned each time more goo shot into my mouth.
"OHOOHWOAH!"
Henry lifted his head and looked at me as I continued to siphon every last drop of the yummy baby batter as I could. His face was twisted in agony as I nursed his spent cock.
"Please stop." he whimpered.
I ignored him, sucking and licking more greedily.
"PLEASE, STOP!" he yelled, unable to bear my sucking of his now very sensitive cock. He rolled onto his side and I looked at his muscular ass.
He lay there panting and regaining his composure. I crawled closer and pressed my cock between his cheeks, spreading them with my right hand.
I slid into him like a hot knife through butter.
He moaned and turned to look at me, a worried look in his face.
I pushed deeper inside him. The warmth and moistness was incredible. I could smell the stink of his shit as I pulled my cock out of his extremely tight hole. I tore up a hand full of grass and wiped the sh*t and blood from my cock. Then I slid it back inside his puckered hole, grinning at the fact that there were still blades of grass stuck to it.
"Do you like fiber?" I asked him
"What?" he mouthed ad he winced in pain.
"Nothing." I said, feeling naughty for stuffing his hole with my grassy covered dick.
I slowly picked up my pacing, gauging how fast and hard to pump by his reactions and facial expressions. I particularly enjoyed how he would turn to look at me, mouth open wide and sheer pain and panic on his face as I pounded him like a mad man.
I would slow down, but only when he began to struggle.
Henry begged me to hurry. I felt myself getting close. I closed my eyes and rolled him on his stomach. I positioned my thighs against the back of his and lay on him and pushed inside him again. His arms were splayed out in the grass and I ran my hands up the length of them until I reached his wrists. I held on to them tight as I buried my face in the hair of the back of his head and slammed my cock in his hot tight man pussy. His hair was so filthy. I took some of it into my mouth and sucked the dirty sweat out of it. It was intoxicating.
Raising my ass as high as it could go without pulling out of him as I pumped, I relished the smacking noise as my hips smashed into his meaty athletic ass. Imagining the way it looked, his plump butt rippling each time I smashed down on it.
I came like a b**st. I surprised myself with the manly roar I let loose. A crane and a few smaller birds took flight in fear. I kept pounding as I felt deposit after deposit of my cum spurted deep inside him. I collapsed in a heap on top of him with one final wet smack as my skin met his. I lay there inside him sucking on his hair for a minuet or two until he squirmed to get up. On my knees, I smacked a mosquito off his butt.
He turned around and stood in front of me. I noticed that he had come again. A thick blob of it was stuck to his abdomen about 2 inches above his belly button. His cock was still dripping.
He smiled at me and walked toward the water and jumped in. I followed.
We barely spoke two words as we bathed. I felt shame wash over me. He hadn't stopped me, but I hadn't asked permission to fuck him either. I stared into the water, seeing a reflection of myself and hating it.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and noticed that Henry had gotten within arms reach without me knowing. He pulled me close and kissed me softly. I could taste the blood on his lip.
"Are you okay?" I asked, nearly in tears.
"Hell yeah. I'm great. Little sore, but great." He said.
I looked at him closely. He was in pain.
"I'm not used to being beaten." He said.
"Beaten at what?" I questioned.
"Beaten at anything. You beat me at Call of Duty and at giving blowjobs. I was sure I could overpower you and fuck you today but you were dominant in that too." He confessed, rubbing the light covering of hair on my chest.
"When you slapped me I wanted to cry, and your parents are still together. You actually have your family intact. You win by that alone." I admitted.
He hugged me and kissed my ear.
"Do you want to play COD tonight?" he asked. "I could sleep over if you want."
I felt my energy return. "Sure." I said.
He nodded and waded toward his side of the creek. "Ill see you at around six"
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I walked home thinking of holding him in my arms. When I got home, I noticed my step mom's car was gone.
Good, I hated her.
I opened the front door and walked inside and heard my father grunting. I turned the corner into the living room to find my dad and Henry's father sitting on our couch stroking their cocks and watching porn.
Soon it was 2:30. I showered, put on my bathing suit and headed for the creek. I walked through the corn fields and finally began to hear the frogs croaking. Mosquitoes, dragonflies and bees buzzed all around me.
I finally reached the creek to find Henry sitting on the bank across the water. He was naked and covered in dirt and there were pieces of hay in his curly dark hair. He had come right here after work and had been waiting for me.
I jumped over the edge of the bank and waded into the water. I watched him as I swam closer, wondering if I could get my dick dirty tonight.
He reached for me as I climbed out of the water and pulled me up toward him. Our bodies pressed in to one another and he held me there. I could smell his stink, feel the gritty dirt that clung to his back. His breath smelled like black berries and beef jerky.
He must have seen me wrinkle my nose and he smiled at me.
"There a problem?"
"You stink."
"I smell like a man."
"Yeah, a homeless one."
He smiled at me again with a sinister look in his eye.
Henry placed one hand on the top of my head. I knew that he wanted me to go down on him, but while he was filthy? The strong scent of musky, uncut, unwashed cock was already wafting up to my nose (which actually made my mouth water) and I was mildly repulsed.
He pushed down on the top of my head and brought me to my knees.
My body took over. I pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock with both my hands. I tested the tip with my tongue. He tasted metallic and salty and earthy.
It was not that bad actually. I was rock hard at the thought of having a sweaty, dirty, smegma covered cock in my mouth. I could feel grit in my mouth and taste sweet hay.
"Do it this way." He pulled his cock away and ran one finger around the thick spit covered head of his meat in a clockwise motion. I mirrored his this with my tongue.
I swallowed the accumulating filthy saliva, particles of dirt and all, and kept sucking him. I began to move my head back and forth as I swirled my tongue around his massive glans. The taste of pre-cum replacing the dirty meaty filthy taste as I cleaned his cock with my mouth.
Missing the taste of his dirty cock, I began to pay attention to his fuzzy balls. His cock dribbled pre-cum onto the side of my face as I licked the man musk and salty marinade from his silk covered sack. It was delicious. He grabbed my head tight as a few of his pubic hairs tore free as they tangled between my teeth.
I looked up at him and gave him the most evil look I could.
He slapped me across my face. Not hard, but hard enough for it to sting and echo across the water behind us.
I retaliated by scr****g the head of his cock with my teeth. He doubled over as I ran my pearly whites across his bulb, making sure I collected the nectar that pooled at his piss hole.
He slapped me on the back, and but I kept going. I took him into my mouth and fucked him with my face. Tears welled in my eyes, I inhaled my own saliva and coughed on his cock. I pulled away to catch my breath and he gripped my head harder, thrusting into my throat until I was dizzy.
I dug my thumbs into his ribs, but he kept pumping my tight throat. He then pulled out and I gasped for precious air. Snot and tears ran down my face.
I stood up, panting and slapped him across his face. He slapped me back hard and we continued this exchange until we ended up wrestling in the grass.
I grabbed hold of his hair and kissed him deep and hard. I bit his lower lip and he yelped in pain. He let go and rolled away from me wiping his lip where a small dot of blood began to form. He smiled at me devilishly.
He stood up and I noticed that he was still rock hard and had grown even larger.
"Come here." He demanded in his deep and husky voice. His body wet with sweat and looking like a god in the sunlight. Flies and mosquitoes were landing on him. he looked incredibly sexy.
I was alternating between wanting to plow his tight asshole and wanting him to fuck me in mine.
I crawled to him on my hands and knees, my eyes never straying from his gaze. He licked his bloody lip slowly, hungrily. His chest heaving in and out.
He bent over as I reached him and with a grunt, pulled me by my hair and slammed his cock across the side of my face with a thick meaty thud. He repeated this over and over and seemed to delight that I kept trying in vain to catch his manhood each time it came hurtling toward my face.
Henry grabbed hold of his shaft with one hand and my head with the other again. He inched his pre-cum dripping cock toward my mouth and then away again as I tried to engulf him with my mouth. Over and over he teased me this way. Just as his swollen cock would reach my mouth, he would pull away, denying me the sweet and salty flesh that I craved.
"Please." I begged. I knew that was what he wanted.
"What's that? You want more cock?" He said throatily.
"Yeah."
"Say it."
"I want more cock." I meekly asked.
"Say it like you mean it army brat. Say, Sir, I want more cock Sir!"
"S...sir..." I began as his cock inched closer. He let it touch my lips and I thrust my head forward, feeling some of my hair tearing free.
"uh- uh- uh, you don't get one more lick until you say it." He said shaking his head no.
I felt furious that he was talking to me as if I were a baby. But boy was my cock hard.
"Say it!" He barked, pulling my hair with both hands until I saw only sky and trees.
"Sir, I want more cock Sir!" I shouted like a true grunt.
"Beg me." He said softly.
"Please, I want more."
"You want more cock don't you, you like this cock?"
I had had enough. I grabbed his legs and yanked them toward me. Henry landed flat on his back. He let out an 'ummph' as he hit the ground.
I quickly lunged for his cock and all but devoured it. I sucked hard with even bursts followed by slow gentle swirling tongued bobs of my head. He moaned, maybe it was pain, or maybe it was pleasure.
"Sweet Jeezus of Nazareth." He moaned to the sky.
"Oh god, Oh god Riley, Riley, Riley! he shouted, each call of my name he sounded more and more like someone was squeezing his chest.
I felt his cock jerk and twitch. Heat hit my tongue. Wet hot salty metallic heat. He moaned each time more goo shot into my mouth.
"OHOOHWOAH!"
Henry lifted his head and looked at me as I continued to siphon every last drop of the yummy baby batter as I could. His face was twisted in agony as I nursed his spent cock.
"Please stop." he whimpered.
I ignored him, sucking and licking more greedily.
"PLEASE, STOP!" he yelled, unable to bear my sucking of his now very sensitive cock. He rolled onto his side and I looked at his muscular ass.
He lay there panting and regaining his composure. I crawled closer and pressed my cock between his cheeks, spreading them with my right hand.
I slid into him like a hot knife through butter.
He moaned and turned to look at me, a worried look in his face.
I pushed deeper inside him. The warmth and moistness was incredible. I could smell the stink of his shit as I pulled my cock out of his extremely tight hole. I tore up a hand full of grass and wiped the sh*t and blood from my cock. Then I slid it back inside his puckered hole, grinning at the fact that there were still blades of grass stuck to it.
"Do you like fiber?" I asked him
"What?" he mouthed ad he winced in pain.
"Nothing." I said, feeling naughty for stuffing his hole with my grassy covered dick.
I slowly picked up my pacing, gauging how fast and hard to pump by his reactions and facial expressions. I particularly enjoyed how he would turn to look at me, mouth open wide and sheer pain and panic on his face as I pounded him like a mad man.
I would slow down, but only when he began to struggle.
Henry begged me to hurry. I felt myself getting close. I closed my eyes and rolled him on his stomach. I positioned my thighs against the back of his and lay on him and pushed inside him again. His arms were splayed out in the grass and I ran my hands up the length of them until I reached his wrists. I held on to them tight as I buried my face in the hair of the back of his head and slammed my cock in his hot tight man pussy. His hair was so filthy. I took some of it into my mouth and sucked the dirty sweat out of it. It was intoxicating.
Raising my ass as high as it could go without pulling out of him as I pumped, I relished the smacking noise as my hips smashed into his meaty athletic ass. Imagining the way it looked, his plump butt rippling each time I smashed down on it.
I came like a b**st. I surprised myself with the manly roar I let loose. A crane and a few smaller birds took flight in fear. I kept pounding as I felt deposit after deposit of my cum spurted deep inside him. I collapsed in a heap on top of him with one final wet smack as my skin met his. I lay there inside him sucking on his hair for a minuet or two until he squirmed to get up. On my knees, I smacked a mosquito off his butt.
He turned around and stood in front of me. I noticed that he had come again. A thick blob of it was stuck to his abdomen about 2 inches above his belly button. His cock was still dripping.
He smiled at me and walked toward the water and jumped in. I followed.
We barely spoke two words as we bathed. I felt shame wash over me. He hadn't stopped me, but I hadn't asked permission to fuck him either. I stared into the water, seeing a reflection of myself and hating it.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and noticed that Henry had gotten within arms reach without me knowing. He pulled me close and kissed me softly. I could taste the blood on his lip.
"Are you okay?" I asked, nearly in tears.
"Hell yeah. I'm great. Little sore, but great." He said.
I looked at him closely. He was in pain.
"I'm not used to being beaten." He said.
"Beaten at what?" I questioned.
"Beaten at anything. You beat me at Call of Duty and at giving blowjobs. I was sure I could overpower you and fuck you today but you were dominant in that too." He confessed, rubbing the light covering of hair on my chest.
"When you slapped me I wanted to cry, and your parents are still together. You actually have your family intact. You win by that alone." I admitted.
He hugged me and kissed my ear.
"Do you want to play COD tonight?" he asked. "I could sleep over if you want."
I felt my energy return. "Sure." I said.
He nodded and waded toward his side of the creek. "Ill see you at around six"
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I walked home thinking of holding him in my arms. When I got home, I noticed my step mom's car was gone.
Good, I hated her.
I opened the front door and walked inside and heard my father grunting. I turned the corner into the living room to find my dad and Henry's father sitting on our couch stroking their cocks and watching porn.
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