TC-248 The Almost Lone Ranger
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Foreword
Cy could feel the hairy chest as it cuddled against his smooth, broad back—the hairs tickling as Joe cupped his hands over the youth’s nipples—rubbing them with his coarse fingers. He pushed his lower body up hard against Cy’s nakedness as he brought the nipples to aching erection. Cy felt the enormity of Joe’s stiff, eleven-inch rod beneath his pants as he bumped up against the smooth, naked ass. Instinctively, Cy pushed backward to meet Joe’s forward thrust.
Joe made no attempt to undo his belt buckle, just undid the four metal buttons, reached in and hauled out one of the most gigantic hard cocks imaginable. “I’m loaded!” he exclaimed as he gently cupped his enormous nuts. He made a few jacking movements up and down his lengthy stock—he pulled the abundant foreskin back—his cockhead glowing angry red as he made the deep slit open and close its wet mouth. He looked at Cy’s reflection in the mirror behind the bar.
“Bend over the stool, kid—get this asshole of yours up here where I can get a good look at it. Damn!” Joe cursed. “I’ve fucked a lot of dudes in the ass before, but I’ve never seen one as pretty as this! This is pure eatin’ stuff!” Cy stiffened and clenched his asscheeks together as he felt the hot, hard meat touch his skin.
“Not dry!” he cried. “You’re not just gonna shove that thing in me without grease or anything! I couldn’t take a prick like that without lubrication! You’d kill me! Please! Spit on it—anything! But don’t dry fuck me!” Buck, the bartender, produced a Vaseline bottle—Joe reached in with two fingers—spread Cy’s cheeks and began to anoint his dry, tight hole. The young stud involuntarily clenched his sphincter muscle around Joe’s invading fingers and clung to them.
“Oh-ho! You like fingerfuckin’, huh?” Joe laughed cruelly. “Just wait till you feel the real McCoy!” He pushed his jerking joint forward until it slid up against the greasy skin that surrounded the desired hole. Cy bucked back against the cockhead just as Joe pushed—the flaring, flanged helmet spread the entry and slipped inside the beautiful body. Cy screamed with pain and thrust his head back toward the plowing man who threatened to impale him with his semen-spewing saber.
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