Monday, July 23, 2012

A Walk in the park

A quick note from your host: This is one chunk of a much larger tale that at some point I might publish in its entirety. For the moment, this is what has been written about Jake and Steven journey. Also if the images included in this post are violating anyone's copyright, let me know and I will delete them at your request or cite ownership.

The rain had stopped but the remaining moisture had begun building thick banks of fog around the quickly maturing trees of the city's parks as the air cooled and the first moon begun its climb. After nearly a week of rain I was definitely feeling restless and in need of some serious relaxation. Even with the thickening fog a quiet walk would help clear my head and ease many of the tense muscles that running this colony created so quickly. I really need to get outside even if it meant getting soaking wet in the process. The shipboard doc's called it port fever and I had it bad.

So before it got too late I had the manor create me a set of rain gear in dark green and a single cigar. I know even in this day and age smoking was still frowned upon but modern science had deleted all of the truly harmful bits and the Li-Shira saw it as a status symbol of one’s power. Especially at this delicate point in our creation of the colony one still had a role to play in public and I found that the occasional cigar to be very relaxing. Since the night air was still very warm all I really needed was the rain jacket, pants and my black flight boots, there was no point in over dressing and start sweating five minutes after I left

As soon as I stepped outdoors I knew that I had made the right choice, the fog and low level clouds shrouded the garden and adjoining parkland in a glowing mist. The surrounding towers of the city lent there light to the night but the fog deadened all the usual noise to near silence. Before walking further I decided to place my comm on standby so that I could enjoy this private silence.

I randomly followed one of the paths deeper into the park with the crunch of the newly laid crushed gravel under my boots as the only sound I could hear. I saw how much of the park was still being created and the zones for the next several stages for planting and sculpting including the grand Zen garden site I had just finished designing to show our partners the great diversity of humanity. After about an hour I found myself in one of the oldest sections of the city park which had been created for quiet and secluded meeting for couples. Heavily forested with benches scattered in the well hidden glens it was a perfect setting for everything from a brief chaste kiss to intimate meals with your love. It also seemed to me as the perfect spot to stop and enjoy my cigar.

The glen I chose had a Roman style lounge bench in a luminescent marble surrounded by pale orchids hanging from the trees and I felt the calm of the place wash over me. I knew that all the hard work was finally starting to show and all of this was worth the time and sacrifice of a great many. Now all I needed was the gift of being loved and happy. As I took a drag on my cigar I knew that only time would reveal the truth and it was quickly reaching the time to accept the role as ambassador and governor of the colony but I still needed a partner to meet the Li-Shiran demand or hope the family would set up a branch of the family firm of creating hyperspace jump drives for me to control. All of these dark thought were not really helping my mood but I had to face them. At some point and none of the decisions were mine to make.

My head snapped up at the sound of a branch breaking and for a brief second I almost told my unseen intruder to leave but something told me not to. The fog suddenly separated and I saw another man in light green rain gear and black military hat at the entrance of the glen.  The dim light filtering into the glade shaded him so I could not see his face but I felt if I knew him and had for a great number of years. But that seemed impossible since there were very few men who fitted that possibility and they were light years away or dead.

“So, you're now one of the gardeners I see.” His voice sent a chill through me and I nearly dropped my cigar into the wet grass before placing it on the ledge of the lounge to go out on its own. I knew it but it was vastly different in some way that I could not place. I really needed to see his face to know for sure but he seemed to want to stay in the shadows even as he took another step toward me. Before I could reply he spoke again, “You know you are really looking well, all things considering.”

It was then that he moved into the light and I say that it was Jake. Then it hit me, they had told me that the regeneration process might not be able to completely restore him after the accident and when I had got to see him he had not regain his voice. It was a lot lower than I remembered and still rough from disuse but it still had the old warmth.

I quickly reached out to him and embraced him in a tight hug almost afraid to let him go but I wanted to see his face and looking into his eyes. I could see that he had been aged by the accident and some of his short hair was turning grey but his eyes still had the sparkle I remembered. I had a great many questions for him but I felt that he would answer them in his own time. We silently walked back to sit on the bench.  Before I could even speak the foremost question to him, he kissed me on the lips with passion and a fire of a love rekindled. I suddenly felt like I was back at the academy just before graduation and our forced separation.

I straddled the bench so that I could face him better and slowly began to gently stroke his shoulders and back through his rain gear before kissing him back to show him of my love for him was undiminished after all these year.  With Jake sitting beside me, I felt complete and ready for the job of creating a new world for the many races that soon would be visiting. It seemed that the Li-Shira had known this and had hinted to it with many of their rather cryptic comments. As to how they knew that Jake was my soul mate or that he would be alive and well enough to be here was I could not answer with any certainty but I was over joyed that it had happened. We kissed slowly and with tenderness as we caressed each other until it started raining heavily forcing us to seek better shelter.

In a nearby gazebo we waited for the rain to lessen and it gave us a chance to kiss in a tight embrace. I could feel the heat of his torso seeping through his jacket as I hugged him tighter.  The sound of the rain on the roof made speak nearly impossible but we did not need words for the passion we felt. Our caressing became groping as he pressed me onto one of the support columns and our kissing reached a frenzied pace. I watched him slowly unzip his jacket exposing his bare chest before he unzipped mine. The cool air quickly caused my sweat to bead on my skin that he slowly licked it off. As much as I wanted this happy encounter to last I knew that this was not quite the right place and I think he also sensed it too. We both knew we should have a slightly more private place to make love even if it was in the pouring rain.

The rain slowly lessened and we decided to slowly walk back to the mansion hand in hand silently enjoying the cool air on our bare chests and laughing and the strange looks of the rare solitaire passerby gave us. It also gave me a chance to finish my cigar thought I don't think that Jake was all that impressed with this habit and something I was willing to partake in much more rarely.
The route we took back to the mansion also allowed me to show off the parkland attached to the mansion grounds including some of the more secluded spots that I had built into the garden levels allowing for the occasional brief kiss. We stopped at a grassed patio that overlooked one of the many bays that the city's location had so that I could show him one of the numerous statues that the league of worlds had commissioned. I guess that the mind had other ideas because as I turned to show him the site for the next sculpture I tripped. As I tried to regain my balance I grabbed for Jake's jacket but we both ended up on the wet grass.

As he propped himself up on his elbows Jake grinned at me, “ So, does this mean that you want to have a roll in the hay?” he already knew the answer to that since his legs were slightly splayed so I slowly rolled a couple of times till I was near him before crawling between his legs. With his jacket being open it allowed me to start licking the sweat from his chest and neck before I worked my way up to his lips and things really started happening.

As we kissed I ran my hands through his chest hair and found that his nipples were a lot more sensitive than before causing him to shiver a little. I treated them to some extra attention till they were hard and he was squirming under me. Jake decided to take control at that point by suddenly arching his back flipping me off of him.

As I regained my footing He was in front of me slightly crouched almost in a wrestling pose. I guess that it was time to see who was going to be dominate tonight and I met is pose and waited for his first attempt. At first we, circled each other looking for an advantage and not finding one. Then I decided to try something unusual. I waited till his back close to the statue before I quickly rushed him pinning him between the statue and myself. Instead of attempting an arm hold I kissed him and started to grind my crotch into his. He could have pushed me off easily but he wrapped his arms around me and returned my kiss passionately.  As we continued to kiss I could feel his hands worked their way down till he gripped my ass and pulled me closer to him grinding our hard cocks together. This was love not just lust he was expressing to me and he already knew how I felt for him. Tonight was just physical confirmation

When he released me I reached out and pulled the zip of his tight rain pants down allowing his hard cock and balls to spring out into the night air. I then had a brief memory flash of our first encounter at the Academy. This time I did not hesitate, I slowly and lovingly swallowed his shaft in one smooth motion causing him to moan in pleasure. I then gave his ball sack the same loving attention with my tongue tip and gave his muscled ass a nice squeeze. When I resumed sucking his cock I heard him pop the snap on his rain pants letting them fall to his ankles. This allowed me to run my fingers along his crack and rub his rosebud with my thumbs causing him to moan loudly in pleasure.

He pulled me up so that we could kiss again and I could feel his hard cock slick with dew saliva and sweat slowly thrusting along the inseam of my rain pants making my cock rock hard. With each stroke, I could feel myself getting closer to Cumming inside my pants. I almost expected my rain pants to rip from the pressure my cock was putting on the thin fabric but he relieved it by popping the snap and pulling down my zip. He then kissed his way down my chest and stomach and pulling my rain pants down as he went. I guess that he sensed how close I was since he just gave my dick a quick lick before working his way back up to nibble on my neck.

Our skin was now slick from the thickening fog and our sweat as we began to gyrate our hips together and continue to kiss. Our hard cocks grinding together heightened our pleasure and brought us both closer to Cumming. I felt myself on the edge and I quickly grabbed Jake’s ass bringing him closer to me and blew several thick shots onto his abs. My climax triggered his and he then grabbed my ass added his load to mine.

As we regained our composure we laughed at our sticky condition and continued our walk hand in hand back to the mansion that was going to be home to both of us. In the short time to enter the mansion I had the answers to most of my questions except one. I turned to him and had to ask, “Just tell me one thing I still don't know, how did you find me tonight?”

After a long smouldering kiss from him he began to laugh. “You should know Steve-e that your comm was transmitting your GPS location. The Admiral gave me your sec code as a going away gift. I guess he wanted me to make and honest man of you.” We both laughed at that and I knew that this was the start of something really wonderful.

Friday, July 13, 2012

Friday Night at the {}icks (I mean the flicks)

Tonight's videos follow the cowboys/Indians/The Law theme.

This one has Blake Haper in it so it is one of my current favorites.

Leather and a uniform is always a great combination to watch

of course being a prisoner can be fun.

By the group Strange Advance (Thank you youtube)

Since you have been good here is a way to get your three day pass.

Till next time (yours with his towel handy)

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Friday night at the {}icks ( I mean the flicks)

So I have not been feeling all that great after having a molar break and have to have it removed at a hospital, which explains why this is a day late (Dr. Bombay, Dr. Bombay come right away). It also explains the first video.

Damn all those great looking men in Scrubs

Then again, relaxing watching a game help pass the time

And if all else fails I can watch the construction crew work on a nearby building

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Surprise inspection

The one thing that I really hated doing were inspections especially for the newly billeted recruits in the bachelor quarters. Most of the time I walked in to find the place a mess with porn on the walls. Luckily the task rotated through the senior ranks which meant none of us were stuck doing inspections. As it turned out, I only had two to do during my week. The first was worse than I expected and I gave him 48 hours to clean up his disaster or be on report then I added that I might have the Captain do the followup just to get my point across. I just hoped that Private Domitri's was going to be better.

I waited until after mess call to surprise the Private since they had a habit of being the most unprepared at that point. I knew he was home, i could hear music being played. There was a brief pause after i knocked before he open the door. “Yes Sergeant what can I do for you?” Damn this Private was very good looking in his tight T-shirt and skivvies and I could feel my dick stiffening in my fatigues. I was here to inspect his quarters not a very personal one, the Captain frowned upon that this early on their billeting. It took a couple of seconds before i got things under control before i could inform him about my inspection.
 He flashed me a smile before starting to laugh softly. “I was wondering when you would you get around to me. I saw Wilson hauling out his trash just before mess call today with a look of fear on his face. I guess that he does not need yet another note in his jacket about his living conditions.” As we talked I looked around the room and found it in immaculate shape with a few personal touches like a photo of him on vacation in mountainous region and a statue of Julius Caesar. This inspection was a breeze, the only exception I found was a drink that smelled like a single malt whiskey which was not exactly by the books but it was almost never reported unless the MP's got called for repeated drunkenness.

I was about to leave when my right leg gave out again and I had to quickly sit down. I had to pull a muscle on the obstacle course last week and it still bothered me. Private Domitri gave me a critical look. All he said was “Right calf muscle” and headed into his bathroom before returning with a large drink of scotch and a bottle of baby oil. As he handed me the drink saying” I think you need this, on duty or not.” he sat on the couch next to me before he continued, “Before i signed up Sir I was training as a massage therapist and that kink need to be worked out before it really gets bad.” The pain was lessening as i took a drink and noticed that he was pulling out a rolled mat out of his closet then unrolling it in the centre of the room. “Now Sergeant, drop the fatigues and let me get work on that leg.”

I certainly could not argue with that but would mean showing off the tent in my skivvies and i worked hard to remind my cock that this was not the right time to make an appearance as he helped me with removing my combat boots. I quickly let the fatigues drop and hurried to lay on my stomach while he was out of the room that way he would not see my rebellious cock.

He place my glass next to my head before he started massaging the right legs thigh muscles and i could feel them quickly loosen under his expert touch. I half expected him to say that i was done but he decided that i deserved a full rub down as he expanded his massage. I was glad that i was face down since he could not see my cocks reaction to his work on my ass was causing. I felt him straddle me so that he could work on my back and i almost blew a load right there, damn he was pulling all the right strings.

Then came the time i was unsure about, he asked me to flip onto my back so he could work on my chest. I was rock hard and my head was sticking above the waistband. He seemed not to notice my condition as he massaged my pecs before heading down to my abs. For most of this i had my eyes closed as i tried to relax but they flew open when i heard him remark “Well Sir, I see that you have something else that needs serious attention.” that was when i noticed that I was not the only one who was hard. He was bare chested and his cock was sticking out of the slit in his skivvies. I guess that it was the right time for a very personal and physical inspection.

After a large sip of scotch i looked up at him with a grin, “Well Private I guess that we need to have a gunnery drill of two to solve this.” with that he grinned. He gave me a crisp salute adding, “Yes Sir!” before dropping next to me to readjust my cock. As he cupped my balls in his oiled hands he reported, “ Target acquired, I am going in” then swallowed the entire length of my prick in one smooth operation. Well I was not the only one who needed a spit shine so i shifted slightly so i could inspect his cock and balls with my tongue before i started to slip his hard cock into my mouth.

As we serviced each others guns he got coated in the baby oil he used on me mixed with our sweat making things a little slick but we did not care. I guess that he knew that i was getting close to firing off a load when he asked “Permission to service your foxhole Sir?” Now there was an excellent suggestion if I had ever heard one. I lifted my hips so that he could slip my regulation undies off before i peeled off his that were not covered in oil, sweat, spit and pre-cum.

I slowly sucked his balls before i worked my way up his crack to his own hole and gave it all the loving attention that it deserved digging deep with my tongue as he explored mine in incredible detail and vigour. I was not sure where he wanted to go from here but I was willing to follow his lead on this exercise.

As we lie there he catching our breath he shifted so that we were face to face then asked, “Are you also a Drill Sergeant as well Sir? If so, I want to you turn my foxhole into an emplacement for your naked missile.”

between my spit and the baby oil i knew that he was lubed and ready for my armed assault as I slid my hard weapon home. I did not know if his foxhole was virgin territory or not so i took my time and allow him a chance to adjust to me inside him before I started to fuck his ass slowly in long strokes since neither of us we in a hurry. I cold not fuck him long, i was that close and with a final deep stroke i fired off several salvos deep inside him. As he both caught our breath with my weapon still in placed, we kissed tenderly and we both knew that this was the start of something special for both of us.

As we cleaned up and finished our drinks, I assured him that he passed inspection in more ways than just the regulations and if he was interested I could see the Captain to ensure all of his skills were put to good use. 

Note from the author: The images that I have included in this entry are of unknown origin and if they violate any copyright let me know and they will be removed. Also I would love to know who this stud is and if there an other photos that are part of this set. Definitely an inspiration for this tale.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Friday Night at the {}icks (I mean flicks)

Recently I started to surf for more inspiration than just images and found numerous sites from which I can download the video clips using the Netvideo Hunter add-on for Firefox some of the site even even give me the coding to share my some of favorites. This edition has a Military flavor to the clips all of which are longer than being just a tease.

 You just have to love the Germans for their uniforms

 This by the way, is the complete film

 Not sure of the film this is from but I would love to see the rest of it

The final one for this time is a bit of vintage naval exercises

Sunday, May 20, 2012

A hard day of fishing

A note from me first: This is partially a personal fantasy especially all the gear in the story. So the first photo is one of yours truly in a local park and the second is one i got from the internet years ago and it breaks a copyright just let me know and I will remove it

It all stated with a simple phone call. I could not even remember giving Vince my cell number, it must have been at one of the summer Barbeques that the building has been doing for years while he and Kate lived here. I hadn't see or heard from him in more than six months which was normal since he had gotten their new place so I was more than a little surprised.

He wanted to invite me to a fishing trip at a provincial park just outside the city. The funny thing was I never at great fan of fishing and I told him that. I was about to refuse the invite when he suggested that I might use the trip to do some nature photography with lunch and a couple of beers and if we were lucky maybe a “hot mouth bass” at least that is what it sounded like over the noise of a transit bus. I had to admit that Vince was good looking and if I did not know that he had a long time girlfriend he might have been someone i might have gotten together with on a more intimate basis since the one thing i have never hidden was that i was gay. I decided that the trip sounded fun and I really did need a break from all of the office/building politics. The one thing about being a building super other than being on-call 24/7, you never seem to get a break and have some fun.

So, in the end accepted his offer and we arranged the details for the following Sunday morning. He was going to take care of lunch and I was to bring the beverages and a bit of cash for gas. As the week progressed I had to deal with new tenants and their rush to occupy the newly renovated apartment and the contractor to ensure that everything was in place as they moved in. Normally I did not worry about what clothes I had on but this felt different and i started to fret about what i was going to wear on Sunday. The weather decided for me since the forecast showed a warm day with a good chance of rain so as Vince's car pulled up that Sunday morning I was in my green rain suit, a t-shirt and my hiking boots. It was a perfect mix of comfort and protection and as an added benefit it showed off my crotch as well, not that he would have noticed.

As i climbed into the car, I placed my backpack onto the back seats and mumbled a greeting. It wasn't until i strapped in and he had put the car in motion that I noticed what Vince was wearing. Normally he was seen around the building in black track pants and a sweat shirt looked a couple of sizes to big for him. Since he worked from home he wore for comfort and not for fashion. That morning was a bit of a shock since he was wearing form fitting light blue jeans and a t-shirt that wanted to show every curve of his chest with a red insulated vest against the morning chill. Great, now I was going to have concentrate on something other than his crotch which he seemed to be displaying very prominently.

The trip went smoothly with us chatting about mutual friends in the building and those who had recently just moved out west. I kept my eyes on the road ahead or on a map of the park that he passed me showing the various nature trails the park had and where it was legal to fish. Once in the park it took a while to find a free parking spot but we soon discovered that as you hit the nature trail we had selected the park seemed empty which suited me just fine.

Near the rivers edge we found a shaded spot for his sports bag and my backpack. As I looked around to see which direction I wanted to explore and photograph he seemed to be rummaging for something in his sports bag. The next thing I knew he was standing behind me admiring the view and I could almost feel the heat from his body. In one hand a box of lures and in the other a reassembled fishing rod. He had also changed into a pair of hip waders that showed off his tight crotch even better. I let him take the lead so I could catch a glimpse of his denim covered muscled ass and I knew that I had to head off soon or I could have been changed for rape of a straight male. The waders accented the view perfectly causing me to get rock hard almost instantly as I wondered what his ass crack would taste like.

If he noticed the tent in my crotch he did not say but he smiled as we arranged to meet up again around noon for lunch and I headed off into the bush to see what I could photograph half way up a hill I looked back to see Vince ankle deep in the river casting his fishing rod. Over the next few hours I took some images all the while my mind wandered back to Vince and seeing him in just the waders and vest against a tree as I sucked or fucked him. Damn why did he have to be straight.

As noon approached I headed back to the river and lunch with Vince. I now knew I should have worn a jock under the rain pants to help hide my stiff dick but it was too late now and i would just have to bear with it and verbal jabs that came my way. As i appeared from the bush Vince was finishing a cast. When he saw me he reeled in his line and joked “Well its about time you got back” he planted his rod in the sand by the river and headed to the bags to grab lunch and the drinks, I hoped he liked cider.

I found a large rock that we could use as a table I wondered what was taking him so long to grab a couple of sandwiches and the 6 pack. I soon found out thought. He had stripped off his jeans and t-shirt and approached me just as I had imagined him so many times. I could see that his cock was semi hard and looked delicious. Under one arm was the large rain poncho that I always had in my backpack. He ignored my shocked look as he bent over to spread the poncho on the rock giving me a teasing view of his hairy ass crack.

He crouched next to the rock and cracked open a can of the cider, damn i could not take my eyes off his bare crotch. He looked amused as he looked straight at me. Obviously i was missing something but for the life of me I could not figure it out. He opened another can of the cider and passed it to me. He stood in front of me began laughing not at me but at the situation before he let me in on the joke. All I saw was his slowly hardening cock right at eye level. “For some one who knew everything about the building this was one thing I expected you to know by now not that we advertised it. I'm bi and I have been trying to get you into bed for months but there has never been the right moment till now.”

Suddenly it all came home. All of the small comments and hints from him. I took a long drink of cider before responding with an evil smile. “So shall eat or eat each other out first?” as I unzipped my rain jacket. I knew which option I wanted as I became rock hard under the PVC of the rain pants. So did he, as he sat down on the rock next to me with his legs open, unzipped his vest and pulled me close for a long passionate kiss.

Neither of us were in any hurry so we sipped the cider between periods of us exploring each chests with our tongues. I was surprised to find that he had very sensitive nipples and he moaned in pleasure every time that my hand or tongue brushed them even briefly and I loved the feeling of his tongue slowly tasting my sweat in my pits.

With the first cans of cider empty, Vince leaned back to grab another can and I took the chance to lie on top of him even briefly cock to cock before he handed me a new can of cider and I slowly licked my way down to his cock and balls. I could tell that he was enjoying all of the attention my tongue was paying to his low hanging balls from the shivers flowing through him. Seeing this I placed the cold cider can against his ball sack causing his dick to jump and him to moan louder. Then i decided to see how his cock tasted with a mouthful of cold cider which. The sudden chill almost caused him to cum right there so i worked my way back up his chest for another extended kissing session.

As it ended we switched positions and he worked his way down me till he was licking the tent that hard cock was making. He then slowly pulled down my rain pants till the elastic band supported my balls and exposing my hard prick to his hot breath. Then he swallowed my cock in a single motion and used his throat muscles to massage its head. God he really knew how to suck cock. When he came up for air I decided that a change in position was in order so that we both could have fun at the same time. I wanted his cock as much as he wanted mine.

He started to alternate between licking my dick and balls and deep throating me till they were coated in his saliva as I gave his dick the same loving attention. He had me on the edge and I was straining to cum and I think that he was not far behind me but we stopped before that could happen.

I think that we both needed the break so paused our mutual pleasures to eat lunch and drink more of the cider. It gave us time to come back from the edge and talk about many things including a few of our sexual turn-ons. Funnily I was wearing one of his and I admitted that he was wearing one of my top ones as I recalled a video scene I used to jerk off to all too frequently.

As we pack up the trash from lunch and folded the poncho he looked around and remarked, “Well let see if we can make your fantasy scene come true”. He grabbed the last two cans of cider and headed into a thick glade with me quick behind him. He found a spot to spread the poncho, opened the cider cans and waited for me to approach. As he handed me one of the cans and giving me a brief kiss he told me that there was something he wanted me to do. At this point I was ready to do pretty much anything for this stud. He turned bracing himself with a nearby tree and wiggled his but in my direction. I heard him growl “ I want to feel your hot mouth and tongue on my bare ass”.

He said he wanted to catch a “hot mouth on bare ass” and I was more than willing to help him out. I knelt and deeply inhaled a mixture of sweat and his manly scent before I dove into his ass crack with a vengeance. With each flick of my tongue against his rosebud or smack of his hairy ass cheeks, he moaned louder and demanded that I go deeper and harder. As his crack filled with saliva I rubbed my hand along it to ensure it was fully coated with my spit to his enjoyment. He was already hard from this spit bath before I grabbed his cock and nibbled on its head before I gave his hole a final deep plunge with my tongue. As I stood behind him and grabbed a sip of cider my stiff cock rested along his crack and I wondered how this was going to end. If he wanted, I would continue to eat him out as he sucked me off but he seemed to have other ideas.

As he laid down on the poncho he pulled a tube of lube from a vest pocket and placed it next to him before he raised his legs high in the air and demanded that I give his ass a proper reaming with my cock and no he did not want me to use a condom since we were both clean. Normally I would have said no but he had me so turned on I took a long drink of cider before I positioned myself to give him what he wanted and I really wanted to give him the fuck of his life.

I lubed up before I positioned his ankles on my shoulders and slowly feed his ass my hard prick. With my long cock fully in his ass I gave him a moment to get comfortable with me inside him. My first strokes were slow almost tender leaving only the head buried in his hole before slamming back fully in. As I picked up pace his cock oozed pre-cum in spurts as if I was pumping it out of him. I shifted slightly letting his left leg slip and continued to plow his ass and grabbed his cock to slowly stroke it and cover it in his own lube. He was enjoying every moment as he groaned with every pleasurable stroke. He started to play with his nipples to add to the pleasure as I pounded his ass for all it was worth. Before I could blow my load I quickly pulled out of his ass and was going to jerk my load off when he stopped me.

“What are you doing?” he demanded. He got up and braced himself with a nearby tree and waved his ass at me. “ I want to feel your load in me stud not on me. So finish the fuck you started”. I almost saluted him with a “Yes Sir” before I giving him the load he demanded. The change of position gave me the chance to stroke his cock and play with one of his nipples as I remounted his muscled ass. I fucked him with renewed passion grabbing the top of his waders to ensure he felt every inch. As i blew my load deep inside of him his ass tightened around my cock and he blew his own load on the tree before him.

It was a while before I slowly pulled out of his well seeded ass we were both enjoying the warmth of each other. As we finished the ciders and cleaned up, we talked about the possibilities of a repeat encounter or two. As it turned out that was exactly what he wanted and since he now had his own place and we could get together as often as we wanted.

As we drove back to the building I wondered what he would look like in my leathers.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Its Raining Men

I know that I have not posted a lot in the last little while but I had to share the following with you:

He can towel me off anytime