Chad, the Model
Late, when I was falling asleep, in front of the fire in Carlton, I heard the front gate, and then a knock at the door.
"Hi, just thought I'd come over and see what you are doing?"
We smoked pot and I took Chad to bed. I fucked him on his knees, sliding my big cock inside him, easily. He just took it, not cries of pain, or pleading to stop, straight up on the mount. He took it like a man, just straight into him, he was really open and ready for it.
It is just so different, when you have a big, strong boy's arse to fuck. He took it hard, only with moans of delight.
And he's got a big hard cock on him, it's always hard, rock hard.
We showered afterwards. He is really nice, straightforward, not shy. I played with him in the shower. He smiled and said he liked it. Big. Solid. Muscly arms from farm work. A hardon that wouldn't go down. Playfully, nice arse, didn't mind it being played with.
"I like boys, I guess that pretty much proves it," he smiled. "And I like you." He pushed me in the chest with his fingers.
"Ah, yeah, well, lots of guys like me, Chad." It just came out, partly out of fear, I really don't want a first love drama and partly out of lust just thinking about having sex with my diferent boys. I was ripped. I liked it that way.
"Oh." Chad said, the smile disappeared off his face. "I see." And then he kind of shut down.
We dried in silence pretty much, his hardon gone. In the glow of the open fire he pulled his clothes back on over his muscular body. He grabbed his wallet and his smokes. "Thanks." And he disappeared into the dark. One well-fucked farm boy.
"Hi, just thought I'd come over and see what you are doing?"
We smoked pot and I took Chad to bed. I fucked him on his knees, sliding my big cock inside him, easily. He just took it, not cries of pain, or pleading to stop, straight up on the mount. He took it like a man, just straight into him, he was really open and ready for it.
It is just so different, when you have a big, strong boy's arse to fuck. He took it hard, only with moans of delight.
And he's got a big hard cock on him, it's always hard, rock hard.
We showered afterwards. He is really nice, straightforward, not shy. I played with him in the shower. He smiled and said he liked it. Big. Solid. Muscly arms from farm work. A hardon that wouldn't go down. Playfully, nice arse, didn't mind it being played with.
"I like boys, I guess that pretty much proves it," he smiled. "And I like you." He pushed me in the chest with his fingers.
"Ah, yeah, well, lots of guys like me, Chad." It just came out, partly out of fear, I really don't want a first love drama and partly out of lust just thinking about having sex with my diferent boys. I was ripped. I liked it that way.
"Oh." Chad said, the smile disappeared off his face. "I see." And then he kind of shut down.
We dried in silence pretty much, his hardon gone. In the glow of the open fire he pulled his clothes back on over his muscular body. He grabbed his wallet and his smokes. "Thanks." And he disappeared into the dark. One well-fucked farm boy.
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