swell as it was plunging deep and then felt the hot cum enter my throat, gush after gush. He must not have cum in a long time because, he shot at least 7 or 8 times. I felt his cock starting to go limp and he pulled it out of my mouth.

Ben got up and headed for the door. He opened it and stepped out onto the porch. I could feel the cold air coming in and crashing against my sweaty body. Seconds later, he came in with several pieces of wood. He placed a couple on the fire and then came back to bed. He crawled in and immediately grabbed me and gave me a kiss and curled up next to my body. I could hear him starting to breathe in a low cadence and knew he was fast asleep.

I awoke the next morning to the smell of bacon cooking. I looked over toward the stove and there stood Ben, naked as a jaybird. His beautiful cock swinging as he was moving around getting breakfast. I just lay there and watched, not making a sound. He poured two cups of coffee, put them on a tray and walked over to the bed and put the tray on the nightstand. He leaned over, gave me a kiss and said, "Good morning." He handed me a cup of coffee and sat down on the bed. He then said that he would put some gas in my car and I could go to town to do my business. The sky was clear and the snow plows had come by. He'd have to go clear the snow from around my car so I could get out.

He then asked if I were heading back home or if I had the weekend free. I told him there were no pressing events that would take me back home. He said, "Good. Then you can come back here and stay with me for the weekend? I told him there would be no better way than to spend my weekend in this beautiful area and with such a hunky guy as him. He grinned and leaned over for a kiss. I felt my cock starting to rise again and he noticed. He said, "We'll have breakfast, you can get dressed and I'll get the car gassed up. You go to town, do your business and hurry back. Then, we'll take care of the cock that is standing at attention." I smiled and he got up, put the breakfast on the table as I dressed.

It took no time for us to shovel the snow away from the car and put some gas in it. I asked Ben if there was anything I could pick up at the store while there. He said only a couple of things and pulled a note out of his pocket saying that he had planned to go into town to pick them up. So, I took the note, gave him a peck on the cheek and said, I won't be long and drove off to town. It took me about 2 hours to take inventory of the books and put the new ones on the shelves. I got the few items from his note and headed back to Ben's little cabin.

I arrived just about noon and he had been busy doing little chores around the house. He had made a big salad for us to have for lunch. We sat there eating and talking and when finished, Ben reached