Ted by Mark James
We met in the cornfield because it was the most private place we knew. We left our trucks at different places where they would not be conspicuous and walked into the cornfield. We effectively vanished when we did that.
Ted was the best looking cowboy in town. 6' 2" of nice, smooth, well built, hairless body with a 6.5 inch erect cock. He was married to the prettiest gal in town. He loved to have his body touched, kissed, stroked, massaged and rubbed. Every touch on any part of his body gave him a sensual or erotic feeling. He really got off on having his body worshipped and of course he loved having his cock sucked, his ass licked and his cock buried up my ass.
I was a wiry 5' 7" bespectacled nerd who fixed computers. I loved Ted. I really don't know if he thought of me as anything more than a convenient cum dump but he kept coming back. One time I made him cum by touch without ever touching his cock. Some day when he is writhing in ecstasy from my touch he is going to clamp his mouth around my cock and suck me off, I just know.
When I got to where we usually met in the cornfield he had shed his shirt, dropped his jeans, got half a hard on and was standing there like an impatient Greek God.
"Blow me Dave. Pam's pissed at me and cut me off. I'm horny as hell and don't have a lot of time today."
I slid to my knees, started stroking his balls with my finger tips and slid my lips over his cock head and down his shaft until my nose ran into his stomach.
He grabbed my head and held it down imprisoning his cock in my mouth.
"Oh God, Dave, you have the hottest mouth. I'd rather fuck your mouth any day than Pam's pussy.
He held my head there a couple of minutes and then released it and started fucking my mouth with his cock. I slid my fingers behind his balls and massaged his perineum with one hand and fondled his balls with the other hand. He bent his knees and squatted down so that I had better access to the area between his legs.
"Yeah Buddy, you know what I like. Jeez, I love it when you do that."
He stopped fucking my mouth and said, "Suck on the head of my cock man. That's so sensual and I know you love to do that. Oh God, Jesus, yeah man that's the way. Stroke my cock man. Yeah, that's it. Lick my balls man then take um in your mouth. Oh yeah. Eat my balls."
He was running his hands all over his chest and stomach and tweaking his nipples between his thumb and finger.
I left off sucking his balls and deep throat sucked his cock. I grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and massaged them as I sucked. I loved the feel of his muscular cheeks. I slid the middle finger of each hand into his crack and used them to massage his asshole
"Oh fuck man, yeah, finger my asshole man. Suck on my cock. Oh God, I can't stand it. Suck me, man, suck me."
He pulled my head off of his cock, pulled me up on my feet and kissed me open mouthed. I thought, `Oh fuck, yeah, finally, I don't believe this," as we explored each others mouth with our tongues. He broke the kiss, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me to him in an ardent embrace and ran his hands all over my back and buck. He let me go, turned around, bent over and grabbed his ankles and said, "Lick my ass Dave. Eat out my asshole."
I slid to my knees, and licked up and down the crack f his ass.
He reached back, spread his cheeks and said, "Lick my fucking asshole, Dave."
So I buried my face in his crack and slobbered and licked and sucked on his asshole for 10 minutes as he moaned and groaned and wiggled his ass under my ministrations.
"Damn, you've got a smoking tongue man," he said as he stood up and turned around again, "But suck me off, man. I have to be somewhere else in 20 minutes."
I slid his cock in my mouth and massaged his perineum as I sucked up and down on his cock.
"Oh fuck, shit, oh yeah man, eat me cocksucker."
After two or three minutes I felt his muscles contract and then he grabbed my head, fucked me a couple of times and buried his cock down my throat as he filled it with his cum. He blew a couple of more times and then pulled his cock out of my mouth and started pulling up his pants.
"Wait a minute," I said as I pulled out a handkerchief and cleaned off his cock, "You don't want a big wet spot in your jeans."
I stood up as he got dressed. He took my head between his hands and leaned down and kissed me again. He pulled back, looked me in the eyes and said, "Fuck, Dave, I think I'm in love with you." He wrapped me in another bear hug, let me go and walked rapidly away.
"I'll call you."
I stood there, pulled out my cock and jacked off as I daydreamed about doing a 69 with Ted. I don't even remember walking back to my truck.