13 votesPart Two… My Fisherman Friend, the nuts are still falling ….
“Lucy was calling on the mobile,” I was with Fisher, in the tree house.
“Thought I said not to ‘fone when I’m working, Lucy”
“Well whatever you are doing up there did you know the nuts are falling, and leaves too and its not Autumn yet, whatever are you up to, darling, acting out one of those torrid scenes you write about?”
I gulped, stopped what I was doing, still deep inside, Fisher, his eyes closed, head back and legs stretched wide as I felt the squeeze of his rectal muscles hold me in there.”
I took hold of my breath, not realising just how rough we had been fucking - enough to shake the nuts off the tree - and there was me thinking just my nuts were shaking, and swiping Jason’s gorgeous hind as I thrust full inside him.
Hesitating I thought of a logical reply: “You know what it is, dear - one gets muscle bound sitting at a computer all day, just doing some exercise to rid the aches and pains.” For me that was a very logical answer and Lucy went for it “ Well, alright Pete, but a little bit gentler aye? We don’t want to lose all our nuts!”
I looked down and caught the smile on Fisher’s face as he turned looking up at me, obviously he was amused as well, but too far gone to talk I guess, he did sort of murmur but the look in his eyes told me he was well gone as I continued to fuck him again. It felt so good, moving it inside him - all those aches being soothed and the feel of his fuck was heaven and right now, he was getting seven inches of my heaven, as Fisher would call it! That’s how it was, when we were fucking we were completely in a world of our own and I so enjoyed everything we did.
Earlier I had him harnessed and enjoyed a thoroughly sound spanking, his cheeks rosy red after ten of the best on each cheek, I so loved the sound of cane rushing through the air and the sudden sound of the swipe across his ass. By then he was smarting enough to yell out at me, I knew it was hurting then and enough was enough, it was a thrill to take him like that, for him to be my servant harnessed up and handcuffed. Then I would make it worthwhile - all the pain he had endured, now I would lose my senses as I pushed my tongue deep inside his hole and then relished his balls, smothering him with wet tongue and balling him with my mouth, until I teased his cock with the tip of my tongue, gradually working up his length until I reached that gorgeous tasting plum of his, teasing back his foreskin with my lips until I got a good mouthful of his rich red knob, glistening for me, that beautiful p-hole just waiting for attention.
His cock was quality, his taste wonderful and his texture out of this world, I could never ever get enough and I was content to suck and suck it for hours on end. And to stop him from cuming too early, he was well ringed = tight at the base until I was ready to release, to feel the spurt of his cum garnish my being with his love. I would always be his master if that’s what he wanted, and he my servant to please me in every way, else the spanking
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