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I had my duffel bag and sleeping bag beside me standing on Mr. Maddox's driveway next to where he parked. I was early, but it didn't matter. I stook there in the sun and heat thinking and im- agining, tugging at the hem of my shirt to hide the teenage prick flexing inside my shorts at what was running through my mind. I was going to be alone with Mr. Maddox...alone and away from anyone else. There would be no time limits and no chance of being discovered. Even in the ex- citement of that, my stomach was in knots over those restrictions being gone. I found a nagging worry this might be too "open" a situation for the reserved older man that had grabbed my every attention. Lost in thought, I didn't notice the big truck pull into the driveway until it pulled along side of me to a stop. Mr. Maddox pulled a pair of mirrored sunglasses of his bearded face from un- der the broad rim of his cowboy hat and gave a quick run up and down me with a wink at the end. He opened his door and unfolded his tall muscular frame out into the warm summer air. He left the door open and came around it to lean over and pick up my duffel bag. His face neared my ear as he quielty said, "Let's get you n' your stuff in the truck before you make a mess right here on the driveway." I realized suddenly that I'd not only tugged the hem of my shirt down, I'd also wrapped my hand around the shape of my hard prick inside my shorts. I turn- ed red with the realization and found myself trying to remember if any of the neighbors had come out or passed by in the last few minutes. Still, I grabbed my sleeping bag and followed Mr. Maddox to the back door of his truck as he open- ed it and we threw everything inside along with what he'd already packed. A massive paw came down and squeezed my shoulder when he shut the door. "Well, let's git on the road, tiger." We just crossed the city limits when he unbuttoned and shrugged out of his shirt as he drove. "Slide on over here n' I'll tell ya about where we're headed." He tossed the long sleeved button-up shirt into the back seat and on top of the camping gear. I moved across the wide bench seat to the middle and then moved one leg over the center console to straddle it while leaving only a couple inches between me and the big man beside me. With his shirt shed, that dusty musky male scent of him I'd come to love so greatly slid over me until he raised a big arm to lay it heavily across my shoul- ders. That deep rich masculine smell poured over me more intensely and my chest lifted to draw it fully into my waiting lungs. The arm around my shoulders nuz- zled me closer against him and a thrill ran through me at feeling the coarse cur- ly hair of his torso pressing into the soft skin of my own arm. "It's real purty up at this spot, but there's a bit of a hike up a trail that's not much of a trail at all. That's one reason no one knows about this place, though, so it don't make much sense t' make the trail easier t' find or walk." He continued on telling me about the spot where we'd camp, where the stream pooled into a small pond, and what the view would be like from where we'd climb to set up the telescope. As he talked, I turned to look up at him...first, enjoying the squinting eyes focused on the road and then moving to his strong heavily bearded jaw before sliding further down to the thick mat of hair foresting the strong slabs of muscle making up his wide chest. I found my hand reaching across me to run my fingers up through all that hair, barely aware in my admiration of Mr. Maddox's solid chest that I was even doing it. The man's deep voice trailed off and went silent. Squinted eyes facing into the sun cut briefly to look down on me before returning to the road. The big brawny hand on the steering wheel left it momentarily to take my wrist and move my hand down onto his thigh nearest me right up against the junc- ture of his crotch. My hand slid over a long fat spongy lump of cock laying down along his leg under the soft denim of his jeans like a big resting snake. I began to stroke, squeeze, and massage the sleeping beast while his hand returned to the steering wheel. We drove on a while in silence just like that until we neared the halfway mark of our drive and came up on a curve ahead with a copse of trees going down a drop-off where I would learn a dried up run-off creek lay. I looked down at the dampness I began feeling at the bulging head of Mr. Maddox's now straining fat cock to find a wet circle in his faded jeans about four inches across. "I'll pull over right up here so you can grab a piss, you look like you're about ready t' bust." The deep voice rumbled up softly inside the quiet cab. I didn't have to pee at all, but I certainly wasn't going to contradict the big burly man beside me. He pulled over in the deepest bend of the curve and got out at the same time as I did. I found myself standing on a rather steep decline when Mr. Maddox came around to open the door to the back seat while my door remained open as well. Opening backward opposite from the front door, the two left us completely hidden from the road except for maybe the cowboy hat pulled low on the tall man's head. From the road, he would look alone and simply pulled over to take a quick leak. He turned me to face the truck, "Okay, no one can see...go ahead." I pulled my shorts down in front while the prick inside that had been stiff as steel for the last hour and a half jerked up into the open air. Thick calloused fingers reached for the waist bands of my shorts and briefs to slide them down to the middle of my thighs. Those same fingers took the hem of my t-shirt and raised it up under my arms. A big strong arm came around my chest and pulled me back tightly against his...thick scratchy curling hair rasped against the smooth skin of my back. Heavy beard grazed up the side of my neck and thick warm tongue slid out to swipe and envelope one ear. My legs went weak at the same time as a sharp gasp shook my chest and electricity shot through me. The thick muscular fingers on my chest reached for a nipple and rolled it masterfully between a calloused thumb and forefinger. I felt Mr. Maddox's other hand reach down in between us and fumble with the buttons on the fly of his jeans until he was wrestling his huge hard fat uncut cock out from its tight confinement. Almost instantly, the big broad blunt head of that incredible cock pressed its way up between the warm cheeks of my ass until it rested right on the tight opening leading inside my young body. I could feel it pressing, nudging, and prodding...the beard at my neck brush- ing my skin...the wide tongue stroking my ear...the thick fingers toying with one inflamed nipple...and then a huge hand reaching around and down to slide thick fingers back behind my balls to the space leading to my butthole now slick with copiously leaking precum while a long fat thumb reached up to curve over the base of my prick and press it downward aiming toward the ground. Fire shot up through me from that space between my balls and my ass, the base of my trapped prick, coarse damp body hair scouring my back, my tormented ear and neck, the manhandled nipple squeezed and rolled between heavy fingers, and my asshole fluttering and widening over the prodding of the huge drooling cock head thrusting up against its weakening resistance. Suddenly, my young hole unfurled and the bulky head of Mr. Maddox's fat cock shoved inside. I must've cried out. Somewhere inside my head, it seemed the sharp sound of my own voice registered slightly just as everything turned to a foggy gray haze and I felt as if I was suddenly floating and flopping in the iron grip of the man behind me while my body began feeling as if I was shooting off everything inside me out through my now spewing prick. The massive cock at my hole pushed deeper, forcing its way inside me as if every added mammoth inch forced more and more cum to erupt from the shaft of my prick clamped down upon in the forceful grip of Mr. Maddox's muscular thumb. Blast after blast of cum erupted onto the ground below while every one of Mr. Maddox's massive eleven inches were shoved up balls-deep into my exploding and thrashing body. ` The cum splashing forth from my prick began subsiding only after spewing jet after jet flooded the grass between my flayling legs and awareness started to return. I could feel my teen hole spasming around its beast of an invader...the fly of Mr. Maddox's jeans biting into the tender flesh surrounding my hole...the strength in the muscular arms holding me suspended over the ground while impaled on the humongous cock forced up inside me. I felt weak and shocked. My legs struggled to support my weight when Mr. Maddox lowered me back onto them. My hands reached out to latch onto the seat inside the truck to help me keep from sinking to the ground. Mr. Maddox began hauling that huge fat hard eleven inch cock from deep with- in my body. My legs stumbled and braced farther apart when more cum began pouring from the head of my prick. I'd thought I'd had nothing left, but the massive veined column of steely male meat dragging inch after thick inch of huge cock back out through my sensitive hole sent me fully into shooting yet another load all over the ground in between my shaky legs while my eyes crossed and my lungs heaved in panting gasps. I slumped forward, pressing my face into the side of the back of the seat in front of me, the last of my cum spitting toward the ground as the fat head of Mr. Maddox's beautiful cock stretched my hole further briefly to allow its gaping exit. "You okay?" The voice was warm in my ear replacing the tongue that had been so masterfully stroking there only a short time before. "Yeah...yeah....I think so." I gasped out, suddenly exhausted from what must've lasted only a few short minutes. "Let's get you back in the truck." Warm hands gently released their grip on my body and eased my clothes carefully and softly back into place. The doors shut behind me as soon as I was up in the seat and Mr. Maddox was gone by the time I turned to look out the window. "Howdy." I heard through the open window and leaned to peer into the rear- view mirror just outside. "Howdy." Came a quick reply from a different deep voice. As Mr. Maddox's tall wide frame moved out of my view and around the back of the truck, I saw another truck behind us with a man dressed all in denim as well as a cowboy hat and boots. The man was tall, slender, older than Mr. Maddox, and had a heavy graying mustache over a jutting chin. He was facing down the decline as he pulled down the zipper on his jeans and hauled out a long thick cut cock. The big meat arched outward from the open- ing of the man's fly. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from a chest pocket and lit one, the action leaving his cock free of hands as a powerful golden stream began spilling out from a heavy finely shaped head. The man drew on the cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, turning his face toward Mr. Maddox's truck. His eyes locked with mine in the mirror and a hand reached down to cup and stroke a long cock growing fatter, longer, and harder. The driver's door opened and Mr. Maddox climbed in moving his cowboy hat from in front of the rigid battering ram of hard male flesh jutting out from the open fly of his jeans back up and low on top of his head. He slid his eyes over to me briefly, "Believe it's gonna be a while before I'm gonna be able t' stuff that back in." I stared across the seat, still groggy from cumming twice and having that huge brutish cock shoved up inside me as well as mystified by the man outside stroking his own hefty meat as he pissed and stared into the rearview mirror at me. Mr. Maddox put the big truck in gear and eased back onto the road with no word about the man who had pulled up behind us. I wondered how long the man had been there and what if anything he'd seen. The possibility left a thread of con- fusing excitement sliding through me. I slumped across the seat and put my head drowsily over Mr. Maddox's lap. Even feeling relaxed and groggy from having his huge cock shoved up inside me and shooting a double load, his big hard cock slathered in whitish streams and gobs of his precum along with the possibility we'd been seen left me aching to have that heavy meat and salty drool in my mouth. "Now, that back there was jus' for you. There's no need..." I opened my lips wide and slid them over the fat lumbering bulk. Salt and sweet met my tongue as I knew it would. I felt the big man over me take in a deep long breath and a big baseball mitt paw come to rest gently on the back of my head. I slowly sucked, lapped, and nursed Mr. Maddox's fat hard meat until all traces of that sweet tangy drool had been cleaned away...intermittently moving back up to the head when a flex of his big proud meat signalled another push of rich precum coming up to fill my mouth. A short time later, with my head on his thigh and one arm wrapped affection- ately around it, Mr. Maddox's fat hard cock cleaned and spit-shined, I drifted off to sleep. When I awoke, the truck was still and a big hand rested on my hip. I twisted onto my back and looked up. "Mornin' sleepy head. We're here. You have a good nap?" I nodded and rubbed my fists in my eyes to bring them into focus. "Ready t' take a walk?" Still waking, I just nodded and sat up. We got out and Mr. Maddox handed me only my sleeping bag. Then, he proced- ed to shove big arms through straps and handles before slinging everything over his broad shoulders and back including a big ice chest I knew to be full of food and ice. Loaded up, he turned to me. "Now, I want you t' hook a finger in my back belt loop n' follow close. I don't want any branches snappin' back t' hit'cha as we go through here." "Sure." I replied, eager to please. He just stood there a minute, dark eyes roving my face with a hint of a con- tented curve on his full and mostly mustache-hidden lips. There was a quick wink from one eye, "Let's go." He was off looking like some kind of super-hero lumberjack with me in tow. My eyes kept falling to where my finger curled into his belt loop. I was fascinated by the curling hair of his back spilling over his waist band and brush- the top of his wide western belt. It seemed to me that every minute detail of the big older man in front of me and his burly muscular body left me enthralled and in awe of him. I was in full-on hero worship and completely in love with the quiet reserved mountain of a man. We walked for a good twenty to twenty five minutes before I came to realize we'd arrived into a clearing. Strong arms moved the camping gear forward to Mr. Maddox's chest and then lowered them to the ground. I noticed his breathing was no faster or forced than when we'd been riding in his truck. Yet again, I found myself staring at him in deep appreciation. We set up camp quickly and easily, somehow working together in tandem as if we'd done this every weekend for months. "Lemme show ya the creek n' the pond. I'd like t' take a dip n' clean the work off me while we're there." "That sound great!" I hid my disappointment. I loved the smell of him warm and natural...simply male, rich and heady in the way that scent thrilled my nose and filled my chest. He quickly shed boots, socks, and jeans that hadn't been rebuttoned but had been re-stuffed with the firehose slab of meat spilling heavily toward the ground between sturdy hairy thighs. Mr. Maddox grabbed a large beach towel from a camping bag and turned toward me. "Shuck your duds. Should be fine t' trot down barefooted. Only gotta 'bout an hour or so of sun." His short and abbreviated way of talking with the serious set of his face did something to me inside that was becoming repetitious. While part of me wished for more conversation, to get closer to the man...his quiet distance in- trigued and excited me none the less. I stripped down and followed him down a barely visable path to another clear- ing that had already been signaled yards back by the sound of a bubbling creek. A creek, about four foot wide and three deep, ran into and then out of a clear pool around eight feet across that looked to be about five feet deep. The creek and pond were lined with smooth rock bleached white by the sun and swiftly running water. The rocks were so white, the water so clear, the trees so richly brown, and their leaves so brilliantly green...against the bright blue of the sky, the place seemed almost unreal. We eased into water that was really neither warm nor cool. A breezed car- ried scents of rich earth, tall green grass, and spring fed water into the air. I looked across the pool to the tall, hairy, muscular, older, bearded, and hand- some man lowering his powerful body into the water and then coming up to shake it from his hair and beard. There was no place in the world I'd have rather been. Brushing the water from his eyes, Mr. Maddox looked over at me. "Time t' air-dry." He moved toward me, long legs and strides closing the distance quickly with a ruffling of my hair before he led us out of the pool. He spread the towel out in the tall grass and then lowered his long hairy body down on top of it, big hands moved to clasp behind his head and his face turned toward the sun. Eyes closed, Mr. Maddox's deep quiet voice rolled up from his chest, "Jus' gonna stand there all day?" Mildly startled out of staring down at him, I grinned without him seeing and plopped down on what little room was left on the towel to press myself tightly against his side. "Y' know, I don't really know what I'm doin'." The smell of him was still there...crisper, dustier, fainter...but, still definitely there. Still there, and very distracting. I heard his voice, but didn't really register the words. "I don't never mean t' hurt'cha. I git carried away, n' I don't know what to n' what not t' do. I just...well...do what feels right." The concern in his voice caught my attention...the concern and the fact that he was saying more than just a few words. "I ain't hurt'cha none, have I?" His eyes still remained closed and his voice had become softer. "No!" I couldn't find my voice fast enough. I had to lie. I didn't think I could explain or that he could understand that in those moments where there was a kind of pain or discomfort, the strength passion and desire from him made it exciting and something I didn't want to give up. I don't know that I even un- derstood it all myself at the time, I just knew how it felt and that I loved that feeling. "Well, I don't never want to. Want you t' tell me if I git too carried a- way. I wanna have ya, but I don't wanna cause ya no hurt." "I know." I replied quietly. "Well, I'm big. I know that. I jus' forget when things...well, when..." A frustrated grumble came from his chest. "I know that, too." I huffed out self-consciously. "Boy, do I know that. And. Well. And, I really like that." "So, my...uhm...size...it's okay for ya? I mean...well, you're such'a lil' thing." "Are you fishing for a compliment?" I chuckled briefly at getting a chance to tease him a little, a chance I never expected to come along. That handsome bearded face snapped to the side to look directly at me with piercing intense eyes and bright red climbed up the big man's neck t' spread a- cross his face. "No. I... I..." His eyes dropped down so far lashes brushed his cheeks, "jus' don't wanna do wrong by ya is all." The last was said barely more than a whisper. The admission shook me a bit. His concern was at odds with just about everything I perceived about him, especi- ally from the sexual encounters between us. "No, you don't hurt me. You make me feel incredible." The first part that was a lie flowed smoothly because the second was so deeply true. His head settled back, eyes closed again and face turned back into the sun. "I would like t' touch you, too, though." It came out before I realized it the words were there. A frown of confusion crossed Mr. Maddox's handsome masculine features. I rushed to explain. "I mean, you touch me all the time. I don't get t' really do that...I mean ...well, I practically explode inside, but then it's over and I haven't really gotten t' touch you...touch you all over...the way I'd like to." I felt like I was making a complete mess of what I was trying so hard to say. "You wanna touch...me?" His voice was quiet, and cautious. "Well, yes. A lot, actually." My voice became equally as quiet, nervous about revealing that desire and how he might feel about that. "Now?" His eyes remained closed. "Well, yeah.........now." My voice dropped even quieter with the additional admission. "Well......" His head angled just a fraction toward me. His eyes opened to relaxed slits, and a quick slight nod of his head came before he added, "I'd like that, too, Chase." "So, I can?" His head settled back and eyes slid closed again with a simple nod. I slid my palm over and fingers through that amazing pelt of curling hair forresting the big man's taut stomach and wide mountainous chest. A rumbling "mmmmmm" rolled up from his chest with his big muscular thighs shifting slightly farther apart. "Can I ask ya some stuff?" I blurted out. Given his agreeing to let me touch and explore him, it suddenly occurred to me that he might also let me get to know him better. I half expected him to be unwilling to open up that far, though. "Umm hmm..." His agreement was distracted as if concentrating more on the feel of my hand than what I was asking. I forged ahead quietly. "How come you and May don't have any kids." "She can't." It was all the simple response I was to get. I moved on to the next question on my mind. He'd already answered it, but I had to ask again. "You haven't ever done anything with another guy before." "Nope." The answer was simple and matter of fact. That answer left a new question in my head, a huge one for me. "Why me?" I leaned into him, resting my head on his chest, loving the feel- ing of Mr. Maddox's thick chest hair pillowing my face, and sliding one of my smooth legs over and around his hairy and much bigger one. His chest continued its relaxed rise and fall. The silence stretched out and I began to feel I'd asked a question he wasn't ready or maybe even able to answer. My mind searched for something else to say or ask, something to change the subject and move on to one more comfortable for him. "You look at me nice." The sudden answer suprised me. I then thought that would be end of his an- swer, but he continued. "You look at me like a boy to his daddy, or older brother...kind'a like a newlywed, too. Nobody never looked at me like that, not even May." He went on quietly as if deep in thought and unaware he was saying so much. "Feels nice t' me. N,' I see your dick hard inside your shorts when you're watchin' me thinkin' I don't notice. But, I do. May n' me, we stopped all that stuff 'bout six, eight, years back. No reason. Jus' happened. Nice seein' you riled up lookin' at me." It was probably the most he'd ever spoken to me at one time. I liked what he said because it explained and answered what I was wondering. It also left me disappointed because his words said nothing about him finding me physically attractive. I felt a bit of emptiness growing inside. I found him so incredibly handsome and sexy, I'd hoped there was at least a bit of that in him for me. But, he wasn't finished. "Always been a sucker for green eyes n' yours are awful purty. Them, that big ol' smile, sandy blond hair, n' that young tight body... I look over at you workin' in them flower beds n' I can jus' see you runnin' through a field, strip- pin' off your shorts, comin' to the edge of a pond, n' jumpin' in as ya toss your shorts behind ya." It makes me wanna jump in after ya, pull ya back out n' roll on top of ya..." Mr. Maddox's cock arched and slapped up into the air, rigid and thick in my pe- ripheral vision. "...push myself up into your cute lil' tail and then all the way up deep inside." His eyes still remained closed, hands behind his head, and face void of ex- pression. "That answer your question?" His heavy eyebrows rose toward his hair line with his eyes opening only to the barest of slits. I just stared back into those intense slitted eyes, dumbfounded by every- thing he'd just said and the fact that he'd said so much. I closed the shocked gape in my mouth, swallowed wide-eyed, and nodded un- til I found my voice inside my dry throat, "Yeah." He stared at me, I stared back. His revelation left me stunned and unable to think or move. I hadn't been in any way prepared for the blunt and open hon- esty of his answer, nor of the intense attraction I hadn't known he had for me. "Come 'ere." He lowered one hand from behind his head and slid it under my chest to move me over and fully on top of him. He spread his legs so mine slipped in between, his huge hard cock forced across my thigh in between us. The hand that had moved me slid up to the back of my head as the other went down in between us to adjust Mr. Maddox's massive column of thick, rigid, uncut veined flesh upward to where his much taller body placed the broad, blunt, hood- ded head reaching just under my balls. He pulled my face to his. Mustache brushed my lips and beard grazed my chin. Full lips met mine and opened them. Mustache fringed inside my mouth as thick heavy tongue followed and swept over mine. It pushed deep, filling my mouth, sliding heavily over my tongue, and reaching back into my throat. It slid left, across my teeth, and against the inside of my cheek before doing the same to the other side. That incredible tongue continued, capturing and taking possession of my mouth, man- ipulating and caressing and filling while the heat and need in my body rose higher and higher. Mr. Maddox's wide tongue pulled away, hands slid back behind his head, and his lips eased back slightly. "Forgot," his breath and mustache brushed my lips, "wanna t' let you do what you want." Him remembering...him stopping himself when I knew very clearly that wasn't his nature...did something to me that rose my desire for him even further at the same time as it made my heart flip inside my chest. I dropped my face into his, my nose into his beard, and rested there as I caught my breath from the big man's feverish kiss. His beard smelled different from the rest of him. Rich, heavy, and all Mr. Maddox...but, without the musk and sweat of the rest of his body. It felt as in- tensely 'him' as the other scents of his tall muscular and hairy body, but more simple, basic, and kind of comforting. I turned back to kiss him...my choice...and felt that wonderful tongue slide once again inside to fill and capture my mouth. My hands slid up his sides, moving through all that dense curling hair. They roved up into the heavy explosion of hair in his armpits, and then farther up over thick muscular upper arms. Mr. Maddox flexed the muscle there under my hands...hands that couldn't reach even half way around the taut expanded biceps and triceps. My much smaller smooth body writhed on top of his long, broad, hairy one. My young balls ground against the huge bulging hooded head of the man's gigantic cock that had begun throbbing and flexing with the grip of my hands worshipping the muscles in his big arms. The feel of those huge arms flex- ed under my hands emphasized the strength, size, and masculinity of the man pressed into me...fanning the fire blazing across my younger smaller frame. As our bodies heated in the sun and our grinding embrace, the richer and muskier scent from under Mr. Maddox's arms steamed upward around me. I slid from the kiss downward and buried my face the the bush of dark hair in one to inhale deeply as my face rubbed left and right in rising excitement. His chest lifted high and a deep groan from his chest vibrated against my own. My hands moved from Mr. Maddox's big arms to the pumped up slabs of hairy muscle making up his chest. My thumbs and fingers flicked and rolled the nubs found in the center of each, though with no reaction. My hands grabbed for the thick muscle and squeezed, kneaded, and massaged the powerful furry flesh. Mr. Maddox's body arched under me in reaction. It seemed while his nipples carried none of the sensitivity of mine, working the heavy muscle there brought about a very similar reaction. Having him react to what I was doing sent my mind and body soaring with ex- citement. I leapt from one armpit to the other, diving into the rich dusty scent and the damp explosion of hair there. "Unnnnh!" Mr. Maddox responded with another jerking arch of his tall, wide, muscular, and hairy frame. His cock pushed up past my balls, sliding through the sweat building between our bodies until it rode up carving a long thick valley into the flesh of my stomach. He hunched into me, that huge fat corrugated cock slid forward and back in the long wide indentation it pressed into my young belly. The feel of it drove me crazy. I felt as if that massive baseball bat meat was fucking me from the outside. I still felt filled by its obscene eleven inch mass of rigid girth and riotous veins. Even without the tremendous stretch and rippling sensations coursing through my distended teen hole, it was still as if the big man was fuck- ing that mammoth mule-dick in and out of my trembling body. I knew I was virtually attacking the man, grappling his huge hairy chest and burrowing my face into the humid masculine pit of his arm. Grinding my body down against his in rhythm with his thrusting into the soft skin of my stomach while the hair of his large sweating body scoured my own, my own prick half the size of Mr. Maddox's brutish bullmeat slid erotically against his and in between us as well. "Chaaaaase..." Mr. Maddox hissed from above me. I broke away from everything I was doing and slid down his heaving body knowing what the sound of his voice meant. Precum frothed thick and pearly white in the dense black pelt of curling hair carpeting Mr. Maddox's stomach in a large pool around the massively thick long veiny cock throbbing inches above. I pushed my face inside with lips open and swathed my tongue everywhere for the sweet salty flow I'd come to crave. "Chase!" The hiss was more clipped and desperate. I reached for the huge cock in front of my face. My hand wrapped around as much of its massively thick girth as it could, covering only four inches at the base and leaving another seven of jerking wet steely gristle, heavy veins, and huge shrouded cockhead jutting out past. My eyes found the blunt burgeoning head inside its thick cowl of skin. The deep slit in the middle of the pulpy flesh gaped and thick precum poured out to pool in the velvety foreskin and bathe the swollen head inside. The thick white fluid began to stream out of the beautiful hood only to be caught by my swooping lips. My mouth dove onto its prize, the overflow of precum spilling into my want- ing mouth. A strangled groan erupted from Mr. Maddox's broad chest. His hips jerked over a foot off the ground as his whole body tensed and his thick hairy legs began to shake. The action shoved me off to the side of him at the same time as I threw a deep suction into my mouth and snaked my tongue into that mysterious enthralling place where Mr. Maddox's full foreskin hugged the huge fat head topping the length of his massive cock. Heavy hot cum exploded aross my tongue and filled my mouth. I swallowed what I could only to have my mouth filled again. Salty sweetness poured into me, down my throat, and into my craving belly. I was immediately drunk on the big older man's rich thick seed and began stroking the mammoth shaft with a flying hand while my mouth sucked furiously at the exploding head. Copious spew after spew of testosterone-laden adult cum blasted into my mouth, bathing everything inside before being gulped and swallowed deep into my stomach. Over and over hot frothy cum jetted into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed every bit I could, greedy for the thick tasty flow to go on forever. Mr. Maddox's hips finally lowered back to the ground as his legs slowly ceased their shaking and signaled that the heavy pouring of cum into my body I so greatly craved was coming to an end. "Don't stop..." The words were breathless and close to a whisper. A big hand came down to the side of my neck and pulled my head down onto Mr. Maddox's hair thatched stomach. From there, he pumped his huge fat cock in and out of my mouth even after the drool of hot cum from inside had lessened to nothing. I released my hold on the base of his massive meat to reach down for his huge hairy balls. I stroked and pulled on them, earning a low rumble from the chest above me. Bringing my other hand around, I tugged and rolled the heavy furry plum- sized orbs inside both. The hand at my neck clamped down more firmly, holding me in place as Mr. Maddox began fucking his donkey dick in and out of my mouth while my hands ex- plored and pleasured the big balls between his strong legs for the first time. He groaned and pushed my face farther onto his thrusting fat hard cock. His big strong wide hairy legs pulled up at the knees splayed wide to send his big throbbing cock shoving past my tongue and into my throat with every thrust of his square masculine hips. The force of him fucking that huge drooling slab of adult male meat into and out of my throat and mouth sent me into an almost crazed frenzy. I struck my legs out and wrapped them around one of his thick muscular calves and began hunching my prick against the wide muscle while the coarse curling hair there clung to and sandpapered the soft senstive skin of my teenage prick. One of my hands left his heavy hairy balls and eased down into the valley between the muscular spread cheeks of Mr. Maddox's boxy ass. The hair down there grew doubly dense converging from both sides and my fingers slid back and forth through it all until they grazed across a small soft silky opening hidden deep inside. Mr. Maddox's strong hips thrust up from the ground once again at the same time as the hand at my neck shoved my head all the way down to the base of his hulking cock and three stilted growls rolled up from his chest. I somehow knew not to press any further, but circled and stroked the soft hairless opening inside the flurry of curly damp hair between his firm cheeks with energetic fingers. My other hand pulled and tugged at the tall man's meaty balls until they jerked from my hand up tight against the base of his big cock. Mr. Maddox buried his fat horse cock past my lips and into my throat once again, but holding it deep inside me this time. Five inches of hard thick throb- bing cock lay inside my mouth while the last six shoved deep into my clasping throat. It widened and stretched the muscles of my hungry throat tightly around its magnificent bulk when it flexed and belched the first jet of thick hot cum into my stomach. I lost it. No, I wasn't getting to taste the man's outpouring buckets of tangy cum... but I was getting to feel that huge behemoth cock shoved tightly inside my throat and flexing and lurching against the gripping walls as its cum exploded into my stomach. Load after load unleashed itself down my throat and into my belly. The hard grip on my neck kept me trapped on the fat erupting meat until I was about to pass out from lack of breath. Mr. Maddox yanked his huge veiny cock from my throat and blasted a thick white-hot bucket of cum inside while I took a deep breath before he shoved both his big mule dick and my head onto each other for that humongous cock to thrust back balls-deep into my throat. Forcing his mammoth meat back down into me left the cum deposited inside my mouth pouring from the corners of my lips to stream down my face in thick hot globs of salty seed. My fingertips flew across and around the small opening of Mr. Maddox's ass. My other hand cupped and massaged the big tight hairy balls unloading up through the man's cock and into my stomach. My hips bucked and stroked my own prick through the dense coarse hair on his wide muscular calf. And, electricity shot off inside my balls and the base of my prick just before teenage cum raced up the shaft and exploded all over Mr. Maddox's bent leg. The more his big fat uncut cock unloaded into my stomach, the more my own dick spewed across his hairy leg. The more his bulky veiny meat flexed and thrashed inside my throat, the more the muscles there clamped down and milked the huge erupting meat with an unhinged need that felt as if I was losing my mind in it all. The hand at my neck fell away and I sped my head and throat off Mr. Maddox's beast of a cock so I could breathe once again. Fat cock and its bulky head heaved more cum into my mouth, spewing it over my tongue to fill every nook and cranny of my mouth before I swallowed the sweet salty flood down into my waiting stomach. I nursed and milked at the bulging hard meat with my mouth just as I had with my throat just seconds before, and both hands moved to cup and massage the man's huge hairy balls to deliver every last drop into me. A big hand reached to stroke the top of my head as the last of Mr. Maddox's addictive cum spat and dribbled down my throat. (To be continued.) 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