deserve a special prize.”

As I’ve said, I’m pretty familiar with fairs. I could tell that he was going to give me some kind of gag prize, which I was totally fine with, since that was part of the appeal of the fair.

“Here you go, pretty boy,” he said, pulling a little pink dildo. We both laughed at the absurdity of the prize. “I save this for my special customers,” he whispered, winking at me.

I walked away chuckling to myself, hiding my prize in a bag of goodies that I had already bought. I decided that since it had been a long time since I rode the Ferris wheel, I would go for a spin. The air was fresh that evening and a breeze blew in from the north. It would be a perfect night for a Ferris wheel excursion.

I situated myself into the little gondola and sat, awaiting the turning of the gears that would send me high up into the air. The wheel suddenly started up and a feeling of complete freedom and solitude seized me. Only a few others were also on the Ferris wheel, so the gondolas around me were empty. After a few twirls through the air, an odd grinding noise could be heard from the center of the gears. Without notice, the wheel jerked to a halt, and I was left suspended at the very top.

The ride didn’t move for about 5 minutes, and a few of the others that were on it began to question what the problem was and get worried. I wasn’t too worried, however; I was happy to just be free. I had the perfect view of a hot cowboy-looking fellow on the mechanical bull ride. The mechanical bull was bucking up and down, causing the man to sway around helplessly. He was able to stay atop the bull, however, which proved to be a testament to his strength. His muscles quivered as he tried to not be thrown off. I felt a slight movement developing in my pants. Apparently the month or so without sex was attracting me to the most wholesome of things, like a man riding a bull at the fair. But it was still unbelievably hot.

The man that was running the Ferris wheel alerted everyone that it would probably be an hour before they could get it started up again. I was certain that no one could see me through the grating of my gondola, so I unzipped my pants and let my slowly growing cock out to get some fresh air, too. I have a thick, long cock that’s seven inches when soft and hard, so my pants were definitely getting uncomfortable zipped up.

I then decided that since I had so much extra time to kill before getting down, I might as well take off my pants all together. I slipped them off of my legs, along with my underwear, and sat on the cold steel. I sat with my legs spread open and started to play around with my balls. “Damn that feels good,” I thought to myself. My dick started perking up a little more and my asshole moistened up. The come in my balls swelled and begged to be let out. I moved from massaging my balls to stroking my thick cock, paying special attention to my sensitive