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What I had wanted from Tony was a
commitment. I was
looking for a relationship based on trust and
love. I was
searching for stability and thought I had found it.
Then,
after nearly two years together, Tony packed his things
and
moved out. His decision came without warning,
without
reason. It was just... .over.
I needed to get
away. Away from the city. Away from
the surroundings that were a
constant reminder of my
heartache. As a boy I had adored our
family outings to the
country. The quiet of nature had allowed me
to clear my
mind of my adolescent worries and focus on matters of
genuine
importance.
I arranged for a leave of absence from
work and rented a
small house in the country for the
summer.
Upon my arrival the landlord, a ruggedly handsome man
in
his mid-forties, gave me a brief tour. He asked if I
liked
to fish. I had never done much fishing, but was
certainly
willing to give it a go. He told me about an old
abandon
stone quarry near the property and even set me up with
some
of his fishing gear.
I spent the first couple of days
just getting settled
into my new surroundings. On the morning of
the third day I
decided to try my hand at fishing. At a leisurely
pace, I
ambled through the wooded area behind the house, enjoying
its
sweet fragrance.
Soon I reached the old quarry. The
sight of the
sheared, gray rock and crystal clear water was
breathtakingly
beautiful. I felt an excitement I hadn't
experienced since I
was a boy.
I came out of the woods and
followed the narrow, rocky
path that led down to the water. My
sights were set on the
huge willow tree which loomed out of the
morning mist still
hanging over the water. The perfumed scent of
wild-flowers
filled the air. The calm was staggering. The only
sounds I
could hear were the playful chirping of birds and
the
whispering of the breeze as it gently caressed the tree
tops.
A shroud of disappointment swept over me as I neared
the
willow and saw a young man perched upon a slab of
stone,
occupying the spot I had selected. I considered going
back
to the house, but there was something intriguing about
the
young man. Something that held me captive. To
avoid
detection, I crouched down in the tall, damp grass
and
watched him.
His fishing pole sat propped against a
rock, but he paid
no attention to the bobber floating on the
rippling water. I
held my breath as he looked back over his
shoulder and I got
a good look at his handsome, boyish features.
I knew when he
pulled off his shirt, he had not seen
me.
Confident he was alone, his fingers anxiously
pulled
open the front of his baggy, denim shorts. Slowly he
pushed
his shorts down over his long, slender legs, exposing skin
so
smooth and tan it made my mouth water.
The angle from
which I watched him didn't give my eyes
access to his youthful
cock, but I didn't have to see it to
know it was being stroked
with vigor. I was reminded just
how much I missed feeling the
touch of another man.
He moaned softly. An excited bead of
sweat streamed
down my brow, the swelling of my manly flesh
crushed against
my aching balls. With his head tilted back and
his eyes
closed, he panted rapidly, whimpering an erotic tale for
my
amusement. Groans of ecstasy told me what I could not
see.
He was cumming and I was missing the sweltering
spectacle.
Frustrated and horny, I waited until he had
dressed
before I approached him. Surprised, he turned around
and
observed me suspiciously. There was a slight look of
guilt
on his handsome face. He was no doubt worried that I
had
witness his act of sexual self indulgence. With all
the
grace of a bull moose in heat, I had invaded his
privacy.
I immediately took not of a gooey strand of ivory
cock
juice still oozing down the face of the rock where he
had
been sitting. He knew exactly what I was staring at
and
brought his legs down to hide his spent wad of
evaporating
jism.
"Beautiful day," I remarked, checking
out his well-packed
basket as I extended my hand. "I'm Jack."
With a marginal
degree of caution, he shook my hand with a firm
grip. The
same grip, the same hand, which just moments ago had
been
wrapped around his erupting cock-meat.
"I'm Tim."
"Well Tim, I'm new to the area, but the guy I'm
renting
from says this is a good place to fish."
"That guy
would be my Dad," said Tim. "And he's right.
There's some big
fish in this quarry." I nodded like I gave
a shit. "They don't
seem to be very hungry this morning,
though."
I noticed
his wandering eyes falling to inspect the
throbbing cylinder of
hard cock stretching half way down the
inside of my leg. The fish
may not have been hungry, but
judging from the expression on
Tim's face, he sure as hell was.
He was starving for something
long and hard, something hot
and juicy. And I had just the thing
to satisfy his manly
appetite!
Since he had dibs on the
spot, I thought it was only
fitting to ask his permission to
stay. "Do you mind a little
company?"
Tim looked me up and
down like I was a side of beef.
"Not at all. There's plenty of
room for two." I baited my
hook and haphazardly cast my line out
into the quarry.
Sitting down on the ground, I tried to make
myself
comfortable as I looked back at Tim perched above me on
his
rock. My poor swollen balls nearly exploded when I
caught
sight of his huge cock head peeking out menacingly
from
beneath the leg of his shorts. "You saw me earlier,
didn't
you, Jack? You saw me beating my meat?"
"I didn't see as much as I would have liked."
"I'll bet watching me is
what gave you that big hard-
on."
"That would be a safe
bet," I confirmed, reaching down
to give my tormented organ a
gentle squeeze. Tim licked his
full pink lips as he stepped down
from his rock.
"I want to see your cock." His tone was
almost
commanding.
In response, I unfastened the front of
my pants and slid
them down over my ass. Most men who saw my
thick, ten -
inch cock were envious and Tim was no exception. His
eyes filled with
excitement when as my raging slab of meat
reared up, slapping against
my belly.
Tim's mouth dropped
open as he continued to gawk
passionately at my throbbing monster
dick. He was nearly
beside himself with eager anticipation. He
wanted my cock in
the worst way and I was inclined to oblige
him.
I stood up and took off my pants. Tim was
elated,
panting feverishly as he pinched a gob of sticky pre-cum
from
the head of his twitching cock. "You're not only big,
you're
uncut too."
In a flash my adorable young admirer
was out of his
cloths and standing before me naked and trembling
with lust.
It was difficult to say who was seducing whom. Tim
was
young, I guessed him to be between eighteen and twenty, but
he
knew exactly what he wanted of me and wasn't the least bit
shy about
expressing his sexual cravings. Literally
tearing open the front of my
shirt he devoured my aroused
nipples. He sucked and slurped on my
tingling tits as the
mid-morning sun beat down on our naked flesh.
Tim's hot tongue
cut a slippery path down my hairy belly to
my generous mound of
dense cock fur. He gasped and grunted
with a passionate fury,
unlike any I'd ever experienced. I
couldn't believe at
thirty-five I was being man-handled by
this hot young
kid.
I looked down just as the head of my cock
disappeared
between Tim's greedy lips. The intense heat generated
by his
slobbering mouth nearly sent me over the edge. I let out
a
loud moan as he pushed the tip of his tongue into my
juicy
piss-hole. His sharp, gleaming teeth nibbled
affectionately
on my thick fold of foreskin and I was in
heaven.
Tim's smooth shaven cheeks puffed wearily as he
gulped
down the entire length of my heavy cock. With the
calculated
precision of an expert cock sucker, he brought me to
the very
brink of shooting my wad before releasing my pulsating
shaft.
In hardly the time it took to blink, he had straddled
my
heaving chest, waving his slender, seven-inch organ in
my
face. "Lick it," he commanded. "Lick the head of my
dick."
I rose up, resting back on my elbows, and smothered
his
plump, purple knob with my spit. "Yeah, that's it."
cooed
Tim as he gently rocked back and forth. "That feels
good.
Real good. You've got a great fucking mouth."
I
found the salty spice of his manly young flesh to be
quite tasty.
I drew the head of his cock into my mouth,
locking my lips firmly
around the neck of his bulbous crest.
My lashing tongue was
immediately doused with a huge glob of sticky
ooze. I was now
drunk with desire. The tangy zest of
his creamy pre-cum reminded
me of my past.
His splendid cock rekindled a flame, now
burning hotter
and hotter, that had been extinguished with the
surrendering
of my youth. My God, I was on fire! I hadn't felt
this
alive in years.
Tim locked his fingers together
behind my head, pulling
my face deeper into his sweaty crotch.
With a crushing
force, his steely ramrod smashed brutally against
the back of
my throat.
Drool leaked from the corners of my
mouth and dripped
from my chin as he savagely fucked my soft, wet
lips. Tim
panted and hissed louder and louder with each
thrust.
"Take it all," he wailed, cramming the entire length
of
his slippery, satin-skinned shaft down my tortured
throat.
"Suck it! Yeah, suck my juicy cock!"
Suddenly,
without warning, he yanked his cock from my
mouth. He had
face-fucked me so hard and deep, I needed a
brief reprieve just
to catch my breath. But the lull in the
action was short-lived.
Holding his stiff, hammering cock
against his belly, Tim shoved
his huge, down-covered balls
into my mouth. His velvety nuts were
so swollen, so laden
with the succulent nectar of his youthful
passion, I was
barely able to accommodate them both at
once.
My jaws ached as I tongued the sweat from his
silky
ball-sac. With his free hand, Tim reached around and
worked
my tight foreskin up and down over the crown of my
rigid
meat.
"God, I love uncut dick," he murmured softly.
"I want
it up my ass. How about it, Jack? You want to fuck my
tight
little butt?"
I could think of nothing I wanted
more, but I hadn't
exactly come to the quarry prepared for sex.
"I hope you
have a rubber?"
Tim reached for his shorts. "I
never leave home without
one."
Still straddling my chest,
Tim had turned so that his
smooth white ass was in my face.
"You're really big," said
Tim. "You're going to have to loosen me
up a little." He
reached around and spread open his fleshy round
butt-cheeks.
A dense blanket of coarse hair traversed the length
of his
exposed crevice. His delicate, plum-colored pucker
flexed
ruttishly, begging for the immediate attention of my
hot,
slippery tongue. "lick my asshole, Jack. Make it warm
and
wet."
I buried my face between his twin, ivory mounds
and
rammed my tongue all the way up his tight, steamy
butthole.
Tim gasped with delight as my slippery tongue invaded
him.
"Oh yeah, eat my ass. Fuck my butt with that long
hot
tongue of yours. Just imagine how good it's going to
feel
when you stick your big cock inside me."
I tongued
his wrinkled anal passage until it was well
lubricated with spit.
Then, Tim unrolled the condom down my
lengthy tool and gracefully
turned, lowering his firm ass
onto my piercing tool. His muscular
thighs grew tense, the
veins in his forehead and neck stood out
as the massive head
of my twitching cock split a path into his
quivering hole. He yelped
in blissful agony as his trembling body
struggled to accommodate
my fat invader. "Damn, you're so
fucking big, it feels like you're
splitting me in
two!"
His fingers tightened in my chest hair as his
amazing
ass slowly sank and finally came to rest on my
thighs.
"That's better," he whispered with a trembling sigh. "Now
we
can get down to some serious fucking."
Tim ground the
cheeks of his ass against the root of my
cock until I thought I
would go crazy. It was like being
inside a furnace, hot and soft,
slick with butt slime and
spit. With his knees clamped securely
to my hips he rode me
with a vengeance. "You like my tight ass
don't you, Jack?
God, it feels so good. Fuck me, man! Fuck me
hard!"
Tim seized his free, wagging cock and began stroking
it
feverishly. Look at my dick, Jack. Remember how good
it
tasted? There's nothing quite like the flavor of a big
juicy
cock. Nothing else even comes close to tasting so
good."
Overwhelmed by his immense sexual energy, I could
only
nod in response. "I can't hold back much longer, Jack.
My
nuts feel like they're going to pop. I hope you don't
mind
if I cam on your face? I really get off on shooting my
wad
in a guy's face."
My heart raced as my hairy ball-sac
tightened around its
ripened fruit. A savage thirst for
gratification parched my
soul. The strain to resist the
inevitable became too much to
bear. Tim tightened his powerful
ass-ring and my cock heaved
with the ecstasy of a
climax.
"Yeah. That's it. Cum in my butt!" Tim
grunted,
slamming his ass down against my thighs to drive my
erupting
cock deeper into the simmering depths of his steamy
hole.
Tim waited until my cock had ceased its
orgasmic
twitching before rising himself to cum in my face. "God,
I
feel so empty," he whined. "Finger fuck me, Jack. Stick
a
finger up my ass while I cum."
I reached back between
his gaping thighs and filled his
reamed hole with a finger. He
howled with delight as I
persistently stroked his boiling fuck
bud with the tip of my
thick digit. "I'm gonna cum, Jack. Oh
Christ, yes! I'm
cumming!
Tim whimpered and sobbed as he
spewed strand after
strand of hot stringy jism across my face. I
thought he
would never stop cumming. Each time I looked at his
spurting
cock, his pisshole was ejecting yet another wad of
slick,
creamy spunk. Semen oozed down my face and dripped from my
nose and chin. While still yanking the final remains of
ivory
cream from his throbbing cock, Tim leaned down and
licked my face
clean. He didn't stop until his greedy tongue
had consumed every
drop of his spent seed.
We spent the rest of the morning
lying naked together
under the big willow tree at the edge of the
quarry. I
hadn't been here a week and I was already feeling
much
better. I knew a trip to the country was all I
needed.
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