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.
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Fucking His Butthole with My Cowboy Dick
I started fucking him, and in short order I was using my full seven inches. His hole was warm and tight. It was treating my hard cock beautifully! Maybe it was all the better because it had been so unexpected. And yeah, the chaps seemed to add a little extra. Maybe they were making me feel a little macho. I drove my hot plunger into his tight asshole, pulled it out until only the head was caught by his puckered ass mouth, then drove it in again. I was fucking him the way I had sucked his dick, with slow, steady motions.
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Having prepared myself, I crept cautiously towards the kitchen door. Every board seemed to scream. My heart was pounding so wildly that I could hear the blood gushing in my ears. I was drenched with a cold sweat.Could I do this? Woiuld I do this? I was driven by a compulsion. After I stepped outside, the cold night air enveloped me. My teeth began to chatter. The adrenalin had hit my system, though. I looked up at the crisp, clear moonless sky. It had to be tonight. I had waited a week for the new moon to conceal my activities.
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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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Skip wasn't exactly what you would call bright, and I had him buck-naked before he knew what hit him. I got him talking about the size of girl's tits and shit, then talked him into having a pissing contest.
The Guest
No breath of air moved in the oppressive heat. Everything shimmered in the haze. Now and again a swirl of dust would roll and eddy in a curious mini whirlwind motion, but it never seemed to reach you for even that choking dust would be most a most welcome relief from the oppressive heat.
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James my nephew placed a hand on my left shoulder. I turned to see the boy of 20 who looked like 16 and smiled as he mouthed the word "wow" to me. We both eased our way out of the room as I closed the door. We returned back to our room. There may have been 5 bedrooms, but James had wanted to share a room with me. He had been like a 10 year old when he first came to live with me 6 months ago. Only recently did he feel comfortable with himself.
Mortorcycle Riding
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.
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As the dust settled, I could hear Rob coughing, trying to clear the sandy grime from his throat. "Where the fuck ya think you're goin' Kid, a fire?", he asked. I watched as he pulled out his red bandanna and wiped the dirt of his disgruntled face. The sweat formed rivulets meandering over his pecs and down over his muscled gut - then racing toward the bulging crotch hidden beneath his well-worn 501's. I didn't know just why, but I had always been drawn to the sight of a working cowboy, but I had - and here stood a perfect example of the type my mind worshipped.
You And Me And Bliss
Warm and comfortable under the down, I stretched deeply, and felt my leg slide against yours, getting tickled by the dense, soft hair that covers them. I turned to look at you, watching you lying there in the first rays of light that came gleaming through the window of our tent.
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