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Subject: Bulldozer Man, Part 8 (gay, adult youth) My Parents surprised (and forced) me to go on a vacation with them to the beach for ten days. We were leaving at about three o’clock the next morng so I didn’t have a chance to tell Bulldozer Man that I would be gone. The beach was ce but I was pretty bored and horny the entire time. There was no chance to fool around with anyone on vacation so I ended up jacking my cock two or three times everyday thinking about Bulldozer Man. We were supposed to be back home on Friday by noon, so I was hoping that I could meet him that eveng. There were unfortunately several wrecks and traffic jams on the way home so we ended up reaching at six o’clock pm. My parents had to leave immediately to go to a dinner party and I was left alone with my stiff cock. After they were gone, I snuck over to the building site wearing only gym shorts thinking I would jack off to Bulldozer Man’s socks and boots in the trailer. Before reaching there, I swung by the area where the workers always took their piss and was pleasantly surprised to see that there had been a lot of pissing going on there. On the ground was a big puddle of dark, musky piss that reeked of beer and manly pheromones. The scent hit my nose and my cocked sprang immediately to attention, I was so fucking horny! I knelt down and lapped the musky piss into my mouth savoring the acrid taste and feeling it burn all the way down my esophagus. I cupped my hands and splashed my face and body with the golden mixture. Fuck! I was in heaven. I laid down in the puddle and rubbed my hands all over my body, spreading my ass so that I could feel the piss on my asshole. I was so horny that my body was writhing with desire. I was now covered in pissy mud and I used it to jack my rock hard cock. I was afraid that if I went into the office I would leave a muddy mess, so I went over to the porta john. When I opened the door I was hit with the scent of mansweat and stale piss. My cock throbbed even more. I washed most of the mud off my body with the dribble of water that came out of the sink spigot. I looked down at the toilet and could see that some of the crew had also pissed all over the toilet seat and it was wet with dark piss. I knelt down and started licking the piss up, savoring the stale, musky taste, making sure to lick up any pubic hairs that had been left there. I was in heaven thinking about their big, swinging dicks and the hot streams of piss that had left all the excess on the toilet rim. I was jacking my hard cock, blood was throbbing in my forehead and I was totally lost in the moment unaware of any reality around me. Suddenly a big, strong man hand grabbed me by the back of the neck. “What the fuck are you doing, you little pervert?” It was Bulldozer Man! Although I didn’t know it, he had also been on vacation during the week and was just checking by the site to see what progress the crew had made. “Have you been fucking my crew this week, you little cock whore?” He grabbed by body, turned me around so that my neck was on the rim of the toilet and the back of my head was hanging down in the bowl. He pushed his strong hand around my neck, cutting off the air supply to my lungs. “Which ones of my crew have you been fucking this week, you little shit?” I was wriggling around trying to get loose, my first thought was to get air before speaking. He pushed my neck harder against the bowl and I could feel my face turng red. I mumbled and coughed, “No one, no one sir, I haven’t been here this week.” He was raging mad and not willing to listen to anything. malatya escort “Which ones of my crew have you been fucking this week, DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!” He used his other hand to unbuckle his belt, unzip his pants and I could see that his big, veiny cock was at max engorgement. He continued to push my neck against the rim of the toilet, every once in a while allowing me to catch a little bit of my breath. I couldn’t answer properly, just gasp and cough and try to say “no one, sir!” He slapped my face a couple of times and then pointed his big cock at my face and started pissing on my head, in my mouth, and over my body. Even though I was scared and gasping for air, I was totally turned on by this bull of a man abusing me in this manner. My cock was throbbing. As I was already choking from lack of air, his piss sputtered out of my mouth with my gasps and coughs and this made him even more angry. He released the pressure from my neck, but still holding it, aimed his piss right down my throat and told me not to spill a drop. I lapped and swallowed his dark, pungent piss. His face was beet red with anger and I was totally confused between fear for my life and total sexual enjoyment. Even while his piss was streaming down my throat, he slapped me and asked “You fucking whore, who of my crew have you been fucking this week?” When he had drained his piss down my throat, he let go of my neck and I gasped and choked until I was breathing properly. He kicked my ass with his big, dusty work boot and stared into my face. He pulled me up by the neck and literally dragged me to the trailer without saying a word. He threw me up on the table on my back, pushed my legs in the air and stuck his fingers roughly in my ass. “I had better not find any spunk in your ass, boy!” he growled. He poked, prodded and pulled his fingers out, satisfied that my ass was clean from any foreign cum. He was somewhat less angry now, but still worked up. He shoved his big, veiny hard cock roughly into my bowels. It was painful and I winced and groaned as he broke through my anal ring. He started fucking me hard, leaned over and spit several times in my face. “No one in my crew can fuck you like this, right?” Damn, I thought, is he not going to let this go? It was a yes/no question that could never be answered in an non-incriminating manner. Even though I was still in fear, his pounding my ass was giving me so much pleasure that I was having a hard time addressing the severity of his accusation. His cock was massaging my prostate and the pleasure allowed me to relax enough to say “Sir, I have been away with my parents this week. I have not been around for ten days, I have been so horny for your cock.” “Did your old man fuck you?” he asked, without missing a single stroke. “Sir, no sir, no one has fucked me since you did, I have never touched any other cock than yours or without your permission.” I said in a surprisingly non-pleading manner. “I have been horny for you for ten days, I couldn’t last any longer, so I went horng around the porta john as soon as I came home.” He settled down a little bit and continued to fuck me. My hole had been aching for his dick and now I was thoroughly enjoying it. He apparently needed to fuck and he did it with focus and gusto. He cycled through a series of moves, pulling his cock all the way out and thrusting in roughly, circling his dick around in my ass and rabbit fucking me. The variety really kept me turned on and my own cock was rock hard and streaming pre-cum. He leaned over and pressed his hairy maltepe escort torso on my body and spit in my mouth and tongue kissed me. Feeling his hairy body rubbing against mine pushed me into high gear and I started bucking against his cock, our balls slapping against each other’s. He put a chokehold on me at starting fucking me as hard as he could. I didn’t gasp for air, but just enjoyed the sensation of not getting enough oxygen to the brain. It enhanced my sexual pleasure and I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. He pumped my hard cock and slapped my balls. I couldn’t hold it any longer and shot a huge load over my face and chest. He pumped me a could of minutes longer and shot his huge, hot load in my ass. I could feel the massive amount of his hot cum in my bowels. He loosened his hold on my throat and I could breathe. I gasped and panted enjoying all the sex endorphins that pulsates through every cell of my body. I finally had gotten the fuck I had waited on for ten days! He pressed my abdomen and his cum came streaming out of my ass. He collected it in his hand and fed it to me. Holy Fucking Hell! I was in heaven! He moved around and sat in his chair, threw me a cigarette and I laid there on my back smoking, enjoying the relaxing effect. He popped two Pabst Blue Ribbons and we sat there drinking without saying a word. Damn, I could feel a weird bond between us, but I couldn’t begin to explain it. When the beer was fished, he told me that he had also been on vacation for the past 8 days and had just returned today. His wife had taken the kids to her parents for the weekend and he had just driven by to check on the progress the crew had made. He looked deep into my eyes and said, “I had better not hear that you have been fucking any of my crew, or anyone else for that matter.” I responded, “Sir, no sir, I haven’t.” I told him my parents were away and asked if he wanted to come over to my house for a shower. He agreed and we went around the back of the house so no neighbors would see us. We showered in my parent’s bathroom that has two shower heads. Before turng on the water, I knelt down behind him and started licking his butt cheeks and crack. I was dying to taste his hole. He put both arms on the shower stall and spread his legs. I licked and bbled and buried my nose in his hairy crack. The pungent scent of his sweaty man ass hit me and I licked up and down, extracting all the taste I could. I found his hole and licked and flicked it teasingly until he squirmed. I then plunged my tongue deep inside, savoring the flavour and his hot canal on my tongue. I was hard again, but I didn’t want to shoot then and there. He turned around and pissed on my face, in my mouth, and over my body. I bathed in this spermy piss and rubbed it all over my body. We turned on the water and soaped and washed each other, tongue kissing, hugging and generally horsing around. When we had dried off, I suggested that we go lie in my bed for a while. Outside the bathroom, in my parent’s bedroom, he grabbed me by the head and pushed it into the door frame roughly. Pointing at the bed, he asked, “Is this where your old man fucks you?” “Sir, I have never fucked around with my father, sir,” I answered. He looked deep into my eyes and squinted with mistrust. “It’s where he fucks my mother,” I answered like a smart ass. With just a hint of a smile, he took my head and hit it against the door frame playfully We relaxed on our backs, side by side on my bed without talking. My eyes feasted on Bulldozer Man’s body as he mamak escort rested with his eyes closed. His tan, bearded face, his hairy, muscular torso, broad shoulders, working man pecs and legs. Damn he was hot! His big, uncut, veiny dick rested flaccidly on his big pouch with two egg-shaped balls. Was I dreaming, was it really happeng. My cock started to chub up and I laid my head on his shoulder. I could hear his steady breathing and his heart beating in his chest. I turned my head so that I could gently lick and suck his pple. He moaned softly and tussled my hair with his big hairy paw. I moved my hand slowly over his chest, down to his hairy belly, through the forest of his black bush and gently caressed his cock. It responded and lazily started stiffeng. I moved between his legs and licked the head and shaft of his rising cock. I licked and sensually sucked and teabagged each of his balls. He groaned with pleasure and his cock was now rock hard. I took some lotion from the ghtstand and greased my ass and his cock. I squatted over his hard cock, guided the head of his shaft to my hole and slowly lowered myself onto it. It slid effortlessly in and was soon in balls deep. I slowly rode up and down on his cock as he laid there relaxing. I was purposely moving slowly so that I could feel his cock sliding over every inch of my canal. Damn, this felt great! My back was soon arching backwards with pleasure and I was moang like a porn star. He started to slowly move and massage his hands around my ass cheeks, up my back and forwards until he reached my pples. He pinched them gently between his fingers and held them. When I arched my back away from him, it pulled my pples and increased the intensity of this slow, sensous fuck. I continued to ride him slowly moving my legs a little to allow his cockhead to touch my prostate on every thrust. Damn! My own cock felt like it was stretching from the pleasure. I reached around and cupped his balls and got more turned on thinking about how this was the source of all his masculity. I growled with satisfaction each time his cock filled me up and massaged my prostate. We continued this slow, rhythmic fuck for a long time. It was very different from the rough, amal-like fucks I was now used to. Every part of my body was feeling pleasure from the slow, leisurely in and out of his cock. Our breathing rate continued to increase and we started panting and moang. Suddenly both of our cocks blew at the same time, both bodies shaking violently with long, loud growls. Damn! What a fuck! I collapsed beside him, my head on his shoulder and we fell into a deep slumber. I awoke when he was moving to get out of bed, we had slept for an hour and my parents would soon be home. I looked into his eyes and said “thanks!” He just squinted his eyes and looked directly in my face….”does your old man fuck you in this bed?” “No! I shouted! I have never fucked with anyone but you, Dub, Jake and the blonde lady, and you have been there for every fuck I have ever had.” He looked as if, was probably satisfied by the answer, but continued to stare directly in my eyes. “The first time we met, I told you we have to keep this a secret, right?” I nodded affirmatively and told him I had never and would never tell anyone. He said “remember, nothing good ever happens to people who run their mouth too much” Hmmm, I thought, what’s that all about? I, however, soon forgot about it when he leaned over, took me in his arms and tongue kissed me. I followed him back to his truck where we had another beer and cigarette and he got in his truck to drive home. Before he left, he rolled down the window and said, “Oh yeah, don’t forget to read the newspaper headlines tomorrow” and he drove off. Comments are welcome via email: ail Please consider donating to fty…….spicing up your wanktime!

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