The grey asphalt blurs under the wheels of the motorcycle, the yellow lane markers strobe past us and the flat prairies slowly rotate by like a slow motion movie. There isn't another vehicle on the road, with the exception of us. We're traveling west, west from the pathetic jobs of the east - from the life crowded by the demands of our time.
Mortorcycle Riding
Mountain Man Muscle Bear
"Pat," I said. I was feeling incredible lust for this huge man now, but I didn't want to show it. He looked powerful and I didn't want him angry with me.
My Cousin Andy and His Greek Ways Part 1
My dad, David's brother, did his best to keep us all in touch with each other so that we wouldn't become too removed from being a family. It was only David and my dad. We had no grandparents living, and mom had moved away to pursue a career in another state. So, it had been just my dad and me for many years. Cousin Andy and I were about a year apart in age, me being the oldest.
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My Cousin in the Barn
I carefully put my hand on his waist, gently raised the elastic material about an inch and slowly slid my hand into his suit. I felt warmth and some hair as my hand moved farther down into his crotch. His dick was pointing down, held in place by the tight swim suit and I used two fingers to gently ease his dick head back to where I had more room to maneuver. It came slowly at first and then fell backward with a tiny little plop. But what a disappointment! The reason it made a tiny little plop was because it was a tiny little dick and besides that, the friction of his dick head against the inside of his suit made him stir and roll over. I didn't even get to hold the whole thing in my hand: not that it would have taken my whole hand to hold it.
Nonsexual Memory
I remembered him pulling down my pants and pausing for a moment, and then continuing with his frantic effort of taking off all my clothes. I then saw what he was doing, because he removed his first pair of trousers, and quickly put them on me. He them removed his jacket, and put that around me and then held me tight and rubbed me all over, trying to warm me up. After I while I was able to move my arms, and I tried my hardest to put my arms around him, instead he put my arms around his body, under all the layers of clothing he had left (jersey and shirt). Because that part part of Alaska is so cold, one generally wears more than one of everything - lucky for me.
Orphan's Rural Tail Spanking
Danny was a decent man who had taken me in after my parents had been killed in a tragic accident, and, with my sister's help, raised me as his own. The year was 1950, a time when boys expected to be kept in order with corporal punishment. Most lads had outgrown the need for physical discipline by the age of 16. Although I had passed that milestone, Danny showed no sign of slowing down.
Out in the Carolina Tobacco Fields
Jimmy finally took me and we moved out to where the water was up to our pecks. He beat our cocks together as we kissed, while his other hand explored my ass. After about 5 minutes of our both exploring each other in this way, he lifted me up and slid his cock into me. The water wasn't cold (this was mid- June) but I felt shivers run up my spine as he started to pump. The great joy of being in the water was that I could hold onto his neck while he fucked and jacked me off. The sensual nature of the setting had us both ready to shoot our loads. As Jimmy came in me, I shot my cum into the water. It seemed minutes before we had finished cumming. Jimmy carried me in the same postition up to the shore: We were still in the water, and Jimmy seemed ready to fuck in a more traditional manner.
Roadwork Cock Driver
The cop then grabbed at our rock hard dicks and began to play with them. Forcing them together he licked all around our cockheads. He then took each of our cocks deep into his mouth in turn. It was when the trooper was mouth fucking the truck driver and I was jerking myself that the driver shot his wad. The trooper pulled off and let the cum shoot up into the air and caught every drop in his wide opened mouth. The trooper didn't miss a blob of the drivers cream. The trooper dropped the driver's dick and began to go down on mine. "Oh shit, here I cum!" I shot a few wads deep into the cop and then he did like he did with the driver. he coaxed the rest of my cream out by jerking my shaft, the droplets of cum he caught with his tongue.
Sex With Southern Mechanic Guy
"Yeah, guy, I've got a state map hangin' on the wall in my office. You're more than welcome to look it over." His words sounded genuine and friendly. Almost personally inviting! I began to babble about how hot it was and how glad I was to find this station as I followed him around the gas pump to the office. My hard-on stiffened a few more inches as my eye caught the deep wedgie he sported in the seat of his overalls. His narrow hips and bubble butt looked like the perfect refreshment for this sultry summer afternoon. I intentionally let my hand graze his his as he held the door open for me. He caught the hint and flashed me a knowing man-smile.
Sharing A Bed with the Farm Hand At The Ranch
His name was Derek and he was twenty-four years old. He worked a long and hard day, always being quietly efficient and always knowing what to do next without having to be told. He was as country-oriented as I was, and loved ranching. Mom quickly learned she could really count on him, and soon she stopped thinking about selling the ranch. Meanwhile, I grew closer to Derek than I had ever been to my real brothers.
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