against my rod, trying unsuccessfully to force me to enter him. As he continued his rhythmic attempt to join our bodies, I finally allowed just my cock-head to enter inside him. That was not enough for him, and he suddenly raised himself onto all fours, forcing me inside him by sheer force.

With the rhythm of a Latin dancer, I began my rumba against his furry orbs. Starting slowly at first, I began to gyrate my hips so that my cock was stimulating every inch of his tunnel. Each time my cock-head rubbed against his prostate, he moaned deliciously at the pleasure. My tempo grew faster and more thunderous as my passion enflamed. After what felt like hours, I felt the surge of my orgasm beginning. He must have felt the increasing size of my cock inside him because he began a laser focused rhythm to bring me to climax. Soon, I was showering his insides with my lava. Pulse after pulse of liquid love filled his vessel to the brim.

When I was done saturating Buck's insides, I laid across his body and rolled off of him to let him breathe. He rolled over onto his back and I cradled his head on my chest. I just listened to his breath in concert with the birds and breeze singing their tunes.

Before too long, he gently pushed me away and directed my attention to his rigid pole that was standing nearly a foot tall from his body. From our angle on the ground, it looked as big as the fence posts.

He was clearly motivated to be on the other end of the pleasures we had just shared. He guided me up onto my knees and helped me lift one leg over his narrow hips. As I sat on his stomach, he began playing with my cock and my balls, reaching under with a finger he wetted in my mouth, sliding his first finger into my ass. I closed my eyes and moaned as he reentered my body. Quickly, he had a second finger inside me. I kept thinking about how I was going to be able to take his whole rod into my ass. I figured with as hot as I was at that moment, it may not be as difficult as I imagined.

I raised up my hips and placed the tip of his enormous cock-head at my entry. He spit on his hand and lubed up his cock with the moisture. I began lowering myself onto this post. It was clear that getting him inside me was going to be the biggest challenge of my sexual life. I took in a deep breath and pushed myself down until I felt his cock-head pop into my sphincter.

We both remained very still and quiet as I adjusted to the stretching. Soon, I felt him raising his hips to further impale me on his shaft. I allowed my hips to work their way down onto his manhood and soon I felt his pubic hair on my balls. I had taken the entire eleven inches into my body. With that realization made, I began lifting myself up and down on him. He started thrusting his cock inside me. He began slowly at first. Because of his explanation earlier, I understood the intensity of pleasure he must have been feeling having his manhood buried deep within me. As he was slamming himself into my hole, I suddenly recognized why he was called Buck. He was bucking like a bronco in a rodeo. I had