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My eyes eased open at the warm vibration against my back and the deep quiet voice from behind me. "How long have I been asleep?" I asked...wanting to rub my nose, but find- ing my arms held in place by the big hairy one wrapped around my chest. "Only about fifteen minutes." "Oh," I mumbled groggily, "good." The arm and leg around me both relaxed and lifted. Still not yet awake, I started to turn and sit up when I found myself gasp- ing and falling onto my hands and knees on the floor in front of the couch. Mr. Maddox's thick cock had still been buried up inside my ass. Turning to sit up had left it snaking all flaccid fat nine inches of its firm girth from my tender hole. My hole felt sore, vacated too quickly. My body felt empty, missing a big important part of me. Both the physical and emotion upheaval left me off balance and struggling to understand both. He was beside me in a flash, strong hands lifting me up and onto my feet. "Stay here." His words were gentle and rich with his deep voice. I didn't look up quickly enough to get to see the big man's tall, hairy, and lumbering physique walk from the room. I heard water running and then shut off. Staring into the dark doorway, I was treated to the sight of him sauntering slowly back into the room. Tall, bearded, serious, quiet, and handsome...thick muscle and dense curly dark hair packing his tall towering physique...nine inches of cum-slick and shiny horse-cock swaying heavily left and right with each step. I was so captured by the sight of him I barely noticed the wash cloth in one large hand until he began moving the warm soapy material over my chest, stomach, crotch, and carefully up the center of my butt. He turned and picked up my shorts when he was finished and handed them to me. I was pulling them on when I heard him ask quietly, "Centaurus?" I turned and said without thinking, "No, I'm sleepy, now..." I watched concern flash across those dark eyes that were, as usual, looking off away from me. I hated seeing that emotion on him and knowing that I'd just caused it. Again, I didn't think. I just reacted. I stepped over to him and hugged him tightly with my head at the bottom of the big man's wide chest. His arms merely hung at his sides. Nervousness slid into my stomach. I didn't know what to do now that I had my arms around him in an unreturned hug. Nervousness, began to turn into despair just as a felt movement from his body. I saw his arms lift...reach toward me...hesitate...start to fall back...and, then, continue forward. Those solid arms with all their thick muscle and carpet of mysterious hair moved tentatively around me. Lightly, they encircled my shoulders...barely touch- ing my skin. I hugged tighter. Mr. Maddox's arms tightened subtly. I sighed and hugged even tighter. I felt his chest rise and heard his own sigh as it fell, his arms tightening more solidly around me. He shifted his body and I felt a chin come to rest on the top of my head for a moment. "You're sleepy, it's late." The chin pulled away, and so did the big strong wall of a body I'd been holding. I looked up at him, hoping he'd have his eyes on me this time. But, no, that wasn't the case. "Yeah." I said the word simply with as much warmth as I could with only one syllable to use. Without another word, Mr. Maddox turned and led the way down the darkened hallway, into the dining room, and to the patio door. He slid it open and step- ped to the side for me to walk through. I'd just stepped out onto the concrete slab when I heard my name from behind me with more intensity than I'd heard before. I turned quickly. Mr. Maddox was standing in the doorway rooted in place and looking uncomfort- able. His eyes met mine briefly then shifted to the left...back to my eyes and then over to the right...down to the floor...and, then, back up to mine. He thrust his left hand out in the universal sign of a handshake as if want- ing to do it quickly before having the chance to change his mind. I put my hand in his much larger one, looking tiny inside the big baseball mitt of a hand with its long thick powerful fingers and thumbs. He gave my hand a warm and tight lingering squeeze, and then released it quickly with a nod of his head. The expression on his face seemed, as it had once before, as if he wanted to say something. Instead, he simply turned after the nod and closed the door to disappear into the darkness of his house. All I could do was stand there smiling. I'd stared at this man for months not really understanding my fascination. When the realization had finally come that my fascination was actually attraction, I had discovered that it was return- ed. With the quick, jerky, clumsy, uncomfortable handshake just now, I found that it seemed like Mr. Maddox 'liked' me. It felt different that just attraction. The attraction was electric and exciting. The feeling that he liked me? Well, it felt warm, comfortable, and safe. It felt like it did falling asleep with his strong body wrapped around mine. I found myself walking through the grass to our own back door kind of float- ing in everything...the attraction, the sex, the grating raw soreness radiating heat from my tender puffy hole, and the feeling of a soft interest from him sep- arate from all that. I eased out patio door open and came to a frozen stop. "Well, where have you been?" Mom asked as she put the baby's carry-all on the table alongside a sack of groceries. "Oh, over at the Maddox's house." I responded flippantly and avoided saying 'Mr. Maddox's house,' doing my best to hide the storm of emotions and awe over having just had my fifteen year old ass introduced to sex by the huge thick cock of our older and married neighbor. "Oh?" She said in response, stopping everything she was doing to look at me quizzically. "Yeah. Mrs. Maddox got Mr. Maddox a telescope for lookin' at the stars. It's a really nice one, expensive. Really cool." I tried to sound excited enough to justify being over at the rather standoffish couple's house, but without making it over the top. "Oh, really? When did you get interested in lookin' at the stars?" She asked with a big smile as if pleased. The lie formed instantly inside my head, one that I could keep close to the truth. So, I ran with it. "Just a few days ago, actually. Mr. Maddox asked if I'd help him set it up. He said he's not good with instructions." Mom quickly interjected, "Well, yeah. He seems like a good man...quiet and maybe just a little slow. Neither one of them will win the social butterfly award, But, they do seem like good people." "Well, that's what I thought. And, they don't seem to have made many friends. So, I wanted t' be nice." "That's sweet, son, I'm proud of you for that." "Well, it turns out Mr. Maddox is a really nice guy. Mrs. Maddox works nights, but she leaves his dinner and a big pitcher of iced tea for him. He just sits there alone and looks at the stars. So, I've been goin' over there t' hang out with him. I've learned a lot already. There's one constellation that has," I began doing my best to remember what Mr. Maddox told me about Centaurus, "two of the brightest ten stars in the sky. It's the only constellation like that." "Well!!" Mom responded with excitement. "I'm glad t' hear it. It sounds like you've made a new friend. I like that you're not here alone while your dad and I are out. And, I think it's very nice of you t' keep him company, too." "You look sleepy." She added. "Yeah, I pretty much ready for bed." "Okay, well, sleep tight. I'm just gonna put your sister t' bed and the groceries away, and then I'm off t' bed, too. G'night, honey." "G'night, Mom." *** The next day, Thursday, Mom sent me off to get the mail while she finished some homework from her night classes. I walked down the three blocks to the small post office, picked everything up, and then walked back to find, with a smile, that Mr. Maddox's truck was in his driveway. I walked through our front door and stopped dead in my tracks. Mom was at the dining room table with papers and two books opened in front of her. But, there was also a big cowboy hat sitting there at the edge of all Mom's schoolwork along with the tall broad form of Mr. Maddox still in his work clothes in a chair across from her. "Oh, come on in. Mr. Maddox and I were jus' talkin' about you." Mom said as she shuffled through some papers. Thankfully, she didn't turn around to face me or she'd have found me standing there pale and frozen in fear. As usual, Mr. Maddox's eyes refused to meet mine. "Hoyt says there's a meteor shower tomorrow night at around three in the morning. He's headin' up t' Hefner Mountain after work tomorrow t' watch it with that telescope you were just tellin' me that May bought him." Mom continued. "He says you're more than welcome t' take your sleeping back and tag along. We haven't gone camping in ages, and I know you love it. Would you like t' go with him, honey?" I just blinked, disbelieving what I'd just heard. But, she took it as hes- itation. "Hoyt has a tent and Coleman stove, and, well, everything." Mom turned a- round in her chair slow enough for me to regain my composure, "And, he knows a nice spot right by a stream...a 'secret' spot up there no one else knows about. It's so secluded, you can't drive to it. You have to hike there on foot. He says it's just beautiful. Now, doesn't that sound great?" I found my voice, "That does sound great! I'd love to. Thanks, Mr. Maddox!" His eyes finally rose to meet mine, and his deep voice rolled out quietly. "Hoyt." Mom interjected distractedly, "Maybe we'll barbeque when you two get back if May and your dad don't have t' work. But, we'll see." "Well, you're busy..." Mr. Maddox rose and donned his hat, his face especi- ally handsome from under the wide brim just over his dark downward slanting eyes. "I'm glad you came by, we don't see enough of you n' May." Mom turned the conversation to me. "Now, honey, don't forget t' go over this evening...Hoyt is gonna show you where the meteor shower will be in the sky so you'll know where t' look t'morrow night." I looked up at Mr. Maddox. A slight wink passed one eye on his otherwise stoic face. A second later, he was out the patio door and gone. "He's such a nice man," Mom began, "quiet, but very nice. He was worried you'd be disappointed if he went up to see the meteor shower without inviting you. Very nice man. Maybe you should ask if he would like help putting his camping gear in his truck since he offered for you t' tag along." "I was already thinkin' that. I'll ask when I get done in the yard." "Perfect." Mom went back to her homework and I went out to work in the yard on my usual Thursday schedule. About fifteen minutes later, I heard the garage door next to us open and the lawn mower start. A half an hour later, Mr. Maddox came pushing the mower into the back yard. He cut a swath around the far side and then across the back toward our yard before he stopped and reached down to shut the mower off. He walked to the patio and disappeared inside the house. I was nervous and excited. I was used to him being distant. That small wink left me unsettled with butterflies flitting around inside the pit of my stomach. I'd only glanced at him once, but quickly took in the work boots, thin rag- ged short white moth-eaten shorts, and red and white sleeveless plaid shirt that hung unbuttoned down from the twin slabs of his muscular and hairy chest. "I was wonderin' if you'd gimme a hand loadin' up the truck for tomorrow." I nearly jumped out of my skin. I'd been so absorbed in thought, I hadn't heard him approach. I'd been on my knees, bending over the flower bed, and lost my balance at the sound of his deep quiet voice. I'd ended up on my ass with my hands thrown behind me to catch myself. When he moved closer and extended a big hand to help me up, I found his cock making a solid outward curving bulge that stretched the thin cotton of his gray shorts. "Uhm, sure." I responded and reached for his hand only to have him brush the back of it across the firm meat pressing his shorts obscenely outward after I got to my feet. That action from him left me forgetting to mention that I'd already planned on offering. He turned and left me to follow him into his garage. It was a double garage with his truck parked in front of the one door that was open. Once inside, he pointed to the opposite wall where shelves were lined up and the camping equipment lay neatly arranged up close to the closed door. "Tea?" "Sure." He was gone. More butterflies added to those that already flew about inside my stomach. I turned when the door from the house into the garage opened and Mr. Maddox lumbered that big 6'7" body toward me. My eyes dropped out of habit to the center of his shorts. The man's thick cock was flopping from side to side, apparently hardening with each step, lifting the hem of one leg of his shorts as he approach- ed. Half was now out in the hot humid air of the garage, reaching out at a forty- five degree angle over the floor. Though I couldn't see how, he appeared oblivious to the condition and expo- sure of that heavy slab of meat between his legs as he handed me one of the two glasses held in those baseball mitt hands. I downed half the glass quickly. "Tent is on the ground there." He pointed past me. I turned and looked down to find it where he'd directed. I set my glass on a shelf and started to bend over when something silent clicked in my head to leave me continuing that motion until I was resting on my knees and picking up the handle for the long nylon case holding the tent inside. Staying on my knees and now realizing why that 'click' occurred inside my head, I turned my way around to set it beside the spread boots in front of me. My eyes began a slow appreciative climb. Those boots...thick scuffed dusty brown leather...size fourteen and extra wide...Wellington style, no laces...just a simple blue collar work boot. Thick legs...wide calves and outwardly sweeping thighs...dense carpet of curling dark hair only slightly less heavy right over the kneecaps before growing heavy again up those sturdy thighs. I bypassed his huge flexing meat to come back to it later, saving the best for last. That same mat of hair reappeared at the waistband of Mr. Maddox's shorts... curling over the thin cotton as if to say his shorts were foreign and didn't be- long there. My gaze continued upward between the open shirt tails to the solid slabs of chest muscle from which they hung...the deep valley in between so thick with hair no skin could be seen underneath. Wide bull neck capped by a broad bearded jaw that joined into the brushy mustache completely covering the man's lips. Dark eyes and brows looked back at me in a rare meeting of our eyes...the downward slant of both and the bushy thickness of his brows giving his hard hand- some face a gentle puppy-dog appeal completely at odds with his towering muscular physique and strong silent personality. Movement lower caught my eyes and drew them from his, the silence in the hot heavy air of the garage building with each second. The leg of his shorts was now bunched up over only two inches of the thick base with the other fat nine jutting out hard and threateningly from above massive hairy low-slung balls. Half the huge sharply outlined head lay covered in thick foreskin that began the travel of hard bulging veins that looked filled to their absolute limit. Pearly white flow ran from the deep slit in the center down to the border of velvety skin reaching past the flaring crown of the brute in front of me. From there, the pearly path stretched downward nine or ten inches in a wide line of drooling precum that ended in curved clear droplet that left my mouth watering over my tongue. I leaned forward as easily and naturally as if taking my next breath. Twist- ing my neck, I angled my mouth to capture that drop and move upward along that thick stream of precum sliding into my mouth until I reached and moved my wide- stretched lips over the bulky head from which it leaked so freely. Mr. Maddox's huge cock flexed and spat more precum into my mouth just before it broke free from the hungry grip of my lips to bob and slather my nose, cheek, forehead, and one eyebrow in more salty cock-drool. I grabbed for it with my mouth once again and slid up on as much of it as I could. My lips were stretched thin and tight, and my tongue was pressed down a- gainst the bottom of my mouth by the tremendous oversized girth of the man. I sat on that cement floor amazed and thrilled once again that this huge monster of a cock could fit inside my mouth...or, anywhere else for that matter. I moved my mouth as much as I could while Mr. Maddox stood silently above me without moving or even touching me, letting me simply do as I wanted. On and off I sucked, lapping my tongue across the amazing bulk of the hulk- ing head and cumbersome shaft when possible...soaring in the the salty sweet precum that would spit across my tongue whenever that big animal cock would flex and jerk inside my mouth. I reached up to grab, stoke, and pet those big furry balls in their long slack sack, weighing their ponderous size in my soft young hands. Big legs widened their stance. Baseball mitt hands came to my head but al- ternated between lightly touching and then pulling back away in a hesitant, almost clapping, motion. Mr. Maddox's cock began flexing faster, spitting more and more precum into my waiting mouth. The hands on my head also increased the speed of their light clapping action against the sides of my head. His body lifted as he rose up onto the balls of his feet. Cum blasted into and flooded every corner of my mouth at the same time as a solid 'thud' signaled Mr. Maddox's hand coming down on a shelf above me to catch his balance while his tall strong body curved tensely over mine. The move set me off balance and my hands instinctively tightened and pulled and the big hairy balls drawing up in their weighty sack. That seemed to set him off even further and I felt his legs and body begin to shake as rapid fire ropes of thick hot cum jetted into and filled my mouth faster than I could swallow. I gulped and lapped at his huge heavy cock with wild abandon, desperate for every drop that incredible slab of meat and its massive hairy balls would give me. Still, the excess spilled from the corners of my mouth to stream down my chin, jaw, and neck. I was grateful when the heavy, salty, sweet eruptions began to lessen and slow to the point where I could savor every wonderful thick load dumped into my mouth, bathing my own tongue and Mr. Maddox's big generous cock in the warm salty milkshake spewing up from deep within his balls. My other senses began coming back to me so that I noticed the big balls in my small hands, the sound of hard, clipped, and fast breathing coming from above me, and the sharp musky smell of Mr. Maddox's big, hairy, and sweaty body. Suddenly, he pulled away from me and crossed the garage to yank the door down, his huge glistening cock thrust straight out from the leg of his shorts caught the sun for a few seconds before the garage was thrown into complete darkness. I was pulled up gently by one arm that then reached around my stomach to lift me up and over one muscular forearm like a sack of potatoes. Long strides took us away from the doors to the back side of the garage where I was lifted onto a smooth warm metal surface that must have been a washer or dryer. My legs were lifted from my position on my back, towels and sheets or some- thing cushioning where my back and shoulders rested against dials and buttons. Thick rough fingers strummed across the small opening into my ass that was still puffy, tender, and sore from the night before. I flinched and tightened protectively against the wide prodding fingers. They left and I felt Mr. Maddox's tall body reaching over me and then heard the scrape of metal against glass as if something was being opened. A cool, wet, and soft sensation passed over the tight butt-hole between my cheeks. The area tingled slightly and then the sensation slipped away. A 'medicine-y" scent then drifted into the air. "Horse liniment." His voice was deep in the darkness, though I had no idea what horse liniment was or meant. When his thick calloused digits returned to my hole, the feeling was numbed, smooth, and comfortable. Two fingers forced their way inside with only a feeling of incredible tight- ness rising up from that magical place on my body. A big hand suddenly moved across my jaw, chin, and cheeks. It pulled away, and the sound of spitting hit my ears twice before the wet smacking of Mr. Maddox's hand stroking and slicking his thick long cock with his own spit and cum from my face. He moved up against me, my legs slid across his muscular hairy stomach and chest until they eased to the side and down into the crook of his elbows on either side of his strong broad torso. Thick blunt cock-head nudged into the small opening into my fifteen year old body. I inhaled sharply a the contact and anticipation of what was to come next. He shoved forward and my hole opened up...but, not enough. It clenched de- fensively and a partially dulled ache radiated slowly from my suddenly widened ass-ring throughout my prone body. The horse liniment he'd mentioned must have contained a numbing agent that lessened the full brunt of pain from having my tight hole opened by Mr. Maddox's incredibly thick girth. It still left a dark ache spreading through me and I raised my hands to try to find part of Mr. Maddox's body I could use to slow down his forced entry into my smaller young body. Instead, his hands found my forearms and I ended up with them pinned to my sides. Mr. Maddox let me lay there with dull waves of lessening pain moving across my body, and then pulled the huge head of his cock back from my hole. Everything in me went slack with relief. He let the tension ease from my body and my rapid breathing slow before that broad cock-head was back and stuf- fing its broad bulk inside. My shoulders and upper body jerked up off the washer/dryer surface...my eyes wide and my body rigid. The massive head was now inside me and my young hole clamped down in a steel grip on the huge meaty shaft behind it. Only now, there was no pain. Just a deeply stretched and strained sensation thundering through every part of my body. The big older man began a very slow calculated push into me as if drawing his movement into body out as long as possible. Something other than the pain was missing, though. The strong textures of the hardened gristle beneath the soft velvety skin and the bulging prominent veins riding against my sensitive hole were absent in the numbing of the lineament he'd used. I missed the sweet inflaming torture of them forcing their way past my tender opening. Their absence left me feeling and focusing solely on something else...just simply the huge size of him. In the complete darkness and summer heat of the closed garage, I found myself thinking about nothing but the massive size of the huge adult male meat pushing inside me. A picture formed inside my head of what that mammoth cock must look like forcing its way into my small young body...my tiny asshole stretched impossibly wide and tight around the almost beer-can thickness of the man's humongous bull- meat...the even broader cumbersome head shoving my insides open for heavy vein- rippled shaft behind...its slow prolonged progression up into me as it shoved past my hips, waist, bellybutton, and then deep into my stomach. In years to come, I would find that the awe and wonder I felt for this tall, rugged, hairy, older, and married man...every bit as much as for his mighty beefy cock...would fill me physically and emotionally to bursting every time his strong body and muscular mule-dick would take me however and whenever he wanted. For now, though, I just lay under the handsome blue-collar fifty year old hairy ox of a man feeling his huge rangy powerful male meat invading and impaling my small fifteen year old hole with a determined slowness that left my slender young smooth body gasping with each new thick hard massive inch. I felt the hair of his hips and crotch brush the soft smooth skin of my butt, then the feel of that wonderful mass of coarse hair flattened against me. Strong square masculine hips pressed into the youthful curve of my body and forced the extra wide base of Mr. Maddox's giant cock to stretch my young hole even further and tighter around his incredible fat girth. It was as if from my hole to my chest my body had become a tight trembling glove for Mr. Maddox's massively long, thick, hard meat...as if there was nothing inside me but my lungs, heart, and his huge mule-dick...as if the outer skin of my back, stomach, and sides was stretched tight around his big strapping cock. I groaned and tilted my head back as far as it would go in an attempt to fathom the physical and emotional enormity racing through me of having this big extraordinary man's body so deeply and solidly shoved up inside my own. I felt like a small vulnerable animal thrust on a huge spit of hard male flesh and roasting in a fire that came from inside rather than outside of my sexually intoxicated body. My mind climbed higher inside my head at the same time as the heat rose high- er inside my body. I was reacting without thinking. Shoved deep and filled with Mr. Maddox's monster-cock, I wanted more of him. I wanted to touch him, taste him, and see him. With my hands pinned to my sides, I stretched my fingers out to curl and rake through all that wonderful hair pelting the man's strong muscular thighs. Faster and faster my fingers curled and uncurled the enticing carpet of dense dark hair until the grip on my forearms released and big calloused hands slid up to my shoul- ders. Now free, my hands moved to Mr. Maddox's waist. They slid up through that lush forest of coarse hair erupting from the skin of his firm solid stomach and then into that of the slabs of muscle that made up his impressive chest. My fingers dug into the muscle there, my thumbs sliding sensually across the power- ful muscle. The rough skin of Mr. Maddox's own thumbs rasped back and forth across the soft skin of my shoulders in a quiet response. The pressure at my hole and the cheeks of my butt lessened and he began to slowly ease his steely bull-meat from its home deep within my stomach. As the first two inches pulled and suctioned at my insides, my body and mind roared silently at the dizzying sensation and I lurched upward to wrap my arms a- round Mr. Maddox's strong neck and bury my face in the thick muscle there. His well-built hairy arms slid reassuringly around my back and he continued his slow incredible exit from rampantly gripping hole. The numbing of my hole was fading quickly now and every corrugated ripple of swollen gristle and taut bulging veins rode excruciatingly across my pulsating ass-ring. I tried to muffle the groans, gasps, and clipped cries from my throat by burying my face deeper into Mr. Maddox's solid neck while my mind threatened to melt inside my head. The more of his huge cock he agonizingly withdrew from inside my now deliri- ous young hole, the more groans, gasps, and cries escaped my throat...my eyes filling with tears as they had the night before in reaction to more emotion welling up in me than my body and mind could handle. He had to have been close to nearly all the way out of my wildly fluttering hole when I felt his bearded jaw turn and plant a small soft kiss on the side of my neck. It was the first sign of affection past friendship from him and it startled me out of my focus on dragging exit of Mr. Maddox's massive cock from my ass just before beginning to push back inside me. My groans, cries, and gasps strained into one long combined wailing sob of piercing pleasure instantly as my body reacted by jerking, twisting, and heaving on the huge behemoth cock forcing its possessive way back up into me. I opened my mouth against Mr. Maddox's brawny neck and flattened my tongue against skin over corded muscle. The taste of salt and his sweat spread through my mouth. I wanted more and slid my lips and tongue upward to just behind his ear. His strong tall body jerked, a strained inward hiss sliced through the quiet of the dark garage, and he suddenly wrenched his huge drain-pipe cock almost all the way out of me before ramming back deep into the clinging depths of my body. The clothes machine I was on, washer or dryer, screeched across the cement floor with the powerful thrust that shoved it back probably three or four inches. A thread of realization slid into my head while my body exploded with the demanding and powerful barging of Mr. Maddox's heavily-textured steely meat sho- ving deeply into me as if to ram its way up into my throat. I found I had discovered a weak spot in his stoic reserve. I could hear and feel a low rumble of growl coming up from his chest right after the heated hiss of breath drawn inside. I slid my tongue up across the curve of the back of his ear, my nose nuzzling the front of it while I exhaled inside. The rumble in his chest grew louder, the arms around my back tighter. Huge fat hard cock tore at my ten- der puffy hole on its heated racing exit. Thrusting back deep inside, my hole grabbed, gripped, and clutched at Mr. Maddox's mighty raging girth...veins and hard muscle left my distended hole ri- ding over it all as if it was a wildly bucking horse. The clothes machine shriek- ed over cement. My mouth and tongue attacked the big mature man's ear lapping, licking, and breathing hotly against the sensitive curves. My legs were forced out to the side of me with my knees pressed almost behind my back in the crook of Mr. Maddox's heavily-muscled arms. He had my legs and ass splayed wide for the barreling of his massive invading and retreating monster-meat. The more he slammed that incredible huge cock in and out of me, the more I attacked his ear...the louder he growled...the more my body melted and clutched around his powerful impaling baseball bat of thrusting adult male flesh. The clothes machine stopped its screeching on each deep driving slam from the big older man with a resounding thud against the wood of the wall behind it. Fire flamed at my tight hole stretched thin around Mr. Maddox's raging and plunging massive length and girth. Electricity shot up from my balls through my spine and down the backs of my outstretched legs. My whole body began to shake in the hard immovable embrace of the big powerfully muscled man. My hole itself seized up in a desperate iron grip around Mr. Maddox's increasingly ferocious thrusts almost as if to halt his punishing assault of my ragged writhing body. Every body-wracking slam of that incredible slab adult meat jutting out bar- barically from the charging bull of man's tall hairy physique compacted my spine and jarred every joint in my body. It was like having a speeding locomotive powering in and out my vulnerably splayed hole while the prickling of a million hot needles spread outward from my once tiny and now stretched thin and wide ass-ring out to the top of my head and the tips of my toes. In the humid heat of the closed garage, cold sweat broke out across my skin and I felt every nerve ending in my body going off in fiery explosions. Growling turned to harsh grunting, and his wide muscled shoulders and back jerked out of my arms for Mr. Maddox to raise up to his full towering 6'7" height. I fell gasping back onto the cushioning pile of clothes opening my eyes for the first time.. With little to no light, I could just make out his strong lumbering form, al- most neanderthal in that moment with the broad masculine features of his face, his coarse beard, and the wealth of thick curling black hair pelting the big older man's tall heavily-muscled muscled and power-packed physique. Huge strong hands grabbed my hips and thick rough fingers dug into the flesh there to shove me off his long fat horse-meat while he propelled it out of me at the same time. Square rugged hips slammed forward and drove eleven immense muscular inches of thick hard veiny uncut cock back through my precum-slobbering hole and deep in- to my guts while driving every gasp of air from my chest. My eyes shot wide and flew up toward the ceiling in a staggering shock that crashed through the very bones within my body, slammed my teeth together, and tum- bled my brain inside my head. Instantly, he was throwing my submitting bucking body back off him while he wrenched that huge hard meat back from deep within the core of my body...every fat steely inch of him dragged my hole out with it savagely. My head jerked left and right. Where my arms and legs where, I had no idea. I couldn't feel them. It was as if that huge pile-driving adult cock brutalizing my tender fifteen year old hole had become the center of the universe. He jerked my limp dazed young body across the clothes machine back onto his raging blood-engorged battering ram with every deep violating forward thrust of his powerful form. Mixed somewhere inside everything else was the force of Mr. Maddox's massive ass-raping cock bouncing my own smaller pick up and down to smack my stomach each time he barreled that fat obscene mule-dick up into my chest. I could hear the rhythmic smacking of my prick as if it were flopping into a wet puddle. I could hear the liquid sloshing sound from my ass and feel a thick steady stream of precum now leaking profusely as Mr. Maddox's huge uncut adult cock pum- meled my sloppy tender young hole. I could feel every bulky inch of the strong older man above me hurtling thick muscle, veins, and tremendous girth in and out of my leaking and quaking ass. Every brutal thrust seemed to dislocate everything inside my body and my mind spiraled into a swirl of bright lights as something thick and wet splattered across my face. A big hand left one hip. A dim light flicked on in the center of the garage behind the dark imposing height of Mr. Maddox. I jerked my head forward and opened my eyes and mouth in surprise. Cum shot up from my prick and splashed across my face again...to the side of one eye, down along my nose, into my mouth, and then down my chin. My smooth stomach was already coated with one or two previous loads. I quickly remembered once when I'd felt that telltale tingle in my balls that had been quickly driven from my mind by Mr. Maddox's forceful ramming of my ass. The slamming of the absent hand back onto my hip, the sudden increased strength in both, and the sudden gut-wrenching thrust that bottomed out deep in- side me sent my eyes flying up to find Mr. Maddox's face. His eyes were hard, mean, and amazed at the same time. His lips slowly peeled back into a snarl just before a strained roar burst up from his chest and his head snapped back to leave me with a view of his thick bull neck and wide heavy beard. "AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" He ground his huge fat cock to the left inside me while strong rough hands dug into the flesh of my slim soft hips. "AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" He ground that massive monster cock to the right while my back jerked into an arch and my head snapped back with another jet of cum splattering up across my chin and neck. "AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Mr. Maddox twisted, ground, and swung that hu- mongous club of hard swollen meat into my insides until I felt like my brain was shattering into a million burning fragments. It was all so intense, demanding, and overpowering, I thought he was unload- ing into me. No. He was going over the edge, but struggling like all hell to hold back. I threw my legs around his wide back and dug my heels in before I knew I was doing it. My arms reached up and my hands grabbed for the outside of his shoul- ders. I'd pulled myself up off the clothes machine, and Mr. Maddox dropped his head forward to meet my eyes with his own. A confused look was there for only a split second before the strong hands on my hips flew up to fist in my hair and I found the big man's bearded mouth descending toward mine. Then, something I never expected happened. He forced my lips apart and thrust a long wide tongue inside. "Mmmmmm mmmmmmmm MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!! He rumbled into my open receiving mouth...his tongue dueling, rampaging, and dominating my own. I felt his thick hard cock expand further inside me, and then white liquid heat blast against the walls of my body hugging his vulgarly throbbing girth. Thick hot cum flooded up into my belly while Mr. Maddox's huge cock flexed and swelled, widening my accepting tight hole with every throbbing pulse and bel- ching spew of heavy male seed. Rope after rope of cum jetted up from my own prick as if Mr. Maddox's hot flood of cum was more than my body could handle and my load continuing to spew outward across my body was now the overload of the big man's cum gushing from my own erupting young dick. More thick hot cum poured into my stomach. Heavy fat girth pulsed and throb- bed my ravaged hole wide in frantic flexing rhythm. More fifteen year old cum spat up from my own contracting flesh. The tongue in my mouth slowed. The frenzied flexing of the massive cock embedded deep within chest slowed. The cum exploding into my belly and up from my prick slowed. Our breathing slowed. Mr. Maddox's lips left mine. His face pulled back about six inches. Thick dark brows pulled together and low over his eyes in a frown. Those eyes left mine and roved across my face be- fore coming back still serious under the heavy knitted eyebrows. They flicked down to my chin and then up again with a half wink from his right one, both still looking serious yet sleepy and satisfied. In spite of the severe set to his handsome face, that wink made my heart jump and my exhausted body smile inside from head to toe. No amount of heat from the hard-driving rape of my ass by this tall rugged man had just thrown at me could compare to the warmth that now flooded through me from that one fleeting wink. He began to ease away from me, raising up and pulling back, those intense eyes still frowning until my legs began to slide down his sides and that thick boa constrictor of a cock began snaking out from its snug home deep inside my ass. The rippling of bulging veins and muscular gristle, the fat heavy girth, the shocking eleven inch length...all slowly being hauled across my battered young hole left me shuddering and flopping back against the piled up clothes in sore sated rapture. When the bulky head stretched my wider than before once again, I rose up with a gasp on arms braced back behind me. The barest of a cocky smirk tugged at his lips almost imperceptibly from un- der Mr. Maddox's full brush of a mustache before his face turned serious and a bit worried. "We need t' get you back home quick." His deep voice was gravelly and dark with the severe ramming he'd just given my young ass and the flooding release up inside me. I scooted myself to the edge of what I could now see was the dryer, and low- ered myself onto my feet. A big rough paw of a hand reached out for my shoulder. "Careful." Quiet concern laced the man's deep voice. (To be continued.) 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