Date: Wed, 7 Nov 2012 08:17:31 -0500 (EST)
From: Jlyguy9@aol.com
Subject: Badger's celebratiom

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Badger's Celebration


It was Wednesday. The day I always arrange to meet Badger at the allotment.
 Sometimes I help the old guy with a little bit of digging.

"This is the time to do the Autumn dig" he says, "so that the frost can
get  into it and kill all those pests."

But today, after a good fall of snow, there would be no digging.

"But you are still welcome to call, Alex" he told me on the mobile phone.
"I'' have a good steaming cuppa for you and all the comforts."

How could I resist! Badger's allotment shed was not just a shed in that
respect. He had it fitted out with comfy chairs, a put-u-up bed and even
curtains, and of course a heater too. Which was just as well because by the time
 I arrived my hands were nearly falling off they were so frozen.

It was a long walk from the car park to where his shed was situated. Like
in the middle of nowhere.

But it was all snug and being with Badger was always a delight.

You see, he served me well and I responded, just happy to give the sixty
year old some belated spice in his life after his wife had departed two years
 before.

He confided when we first got chatting at the allotment, that he had always
 been bisexual but had never had the opportunity to be with another guy.

But all that was soon rectified when, one Wednesday morning, when it
started to rain , after he'd fixed me a piping cup of coffee -and it all
developed from there.

So we have always stuck to meeting up most every Wednesday since, and I
have never looked back.

Father figure or what; Badger certainly does it for me and he is the most
lovely guy. When he takes me it is always more than a mere fuck but
something  much more intimate and close.

On this particular Wednesday Obama had just regained the presidency in the
States and Badger said it was time for celebration.

"Today" he said quite categorically, "I want to fuck the ass off, of  you."

I'd only just got into the door, he saw I was frozen and soon fixed a hot
coffee for me, I was absolutely shivering and shaking and even when he asked
me  to remove my jeans I was still shivering, even though he had his heat
on  full.

"I have something that will soon warm you" he said with that certain look
in his eye. Then sniffing up to me.

I knew what that look meant, that soon he would have me leaning over the
edge of the potting and seed bench with a pillow under my middle, so that I
was  just in the right position for him.

He said that as I was so cold and if I didn't mind, he'd skip the
preliminaries and maybe we can do that later.

I was okay with that and dropping my jeans and boxer shorts he helped me
step out of them, telling me how good I looked in the eyes of an old man.

Such a moment was so good for me too; just being there and stripping
without inhibition. Watching the look on his face and the way he eyeballed  me.

He sniffed me again and fondled me, the warm touch was so good.

"I replied that he may be getting on bit but he could still show a thing or
 two to someone younger.

And that was true because the last young guy I had just waited a quick in
and out, wanked all over my ass and was off. I never saw him again and never
 wanted too.

I would miss the pre-fucking oral and tease but the need was urgent, The
feel of his rough hands thoroughly lubricating me was divine and already I
felt  the warmth.

Leant over the bench to the sound of what Badger called his favorite
bonding music, the 1812 overture

I awaited Badgers presence. Like the overture his fuck would rise to a
crescendo with the guns blasting at about the same time as he presented me with
 his final deep thrust, when he grunted and groaned and I knew he was
there.

But for now I felt so much warmer as he gradually slipped his wonderful
surging cock inside me. There was an instant warmth which felt so good and
soothing.

He stirred it inside about half way into me and already I could feel his
throb. Unlike Kelly who fucked me last weekend after a night out, he was so
big  inside me there was no room for manoeuvre. The one thing that is special
with  Badger is to feel him manoeuvring inside me, especially when he gets
a full  penetration.

"There, how does that feel Alex?"  Badger asked,  pausing a  little as he
frequently did to gather steam.

That was especially nice because I could feel the wonderful searing inside
which felt like a hot rod and no longer was I shivering. I closed my eyes
and  enjoyed the moment, just being there like that for Badger and I told him
it felt  as good as always.

"As good as Kelly? He asked. He was fishing of course.

"Better" I replied. "Much better"

He was a bit chocked up when I told him about Kelly but he confessed he had
 no hold on me and I was entitled to see another if that is what I wanted.

But he knew quite well that I adored him, there was no other who could
compare and I loved him dearly. With Kelly it was just for the sex, and even
that wasn't all that spectacular. But he paid me well for his Sunday
afternoon  of heaven as he put it so I was quite happy to serve him
.
Badger started  to thrust again, building up. He mentioned Obama again and
really got a deep  penetration, as he said to celebrate.

And he went for it.

And it felt good and a real celebration, pumping into my ass for all he was
 worth. Harder, rougher - my ass being slapped by Badgers low hanging balls
each  time he thrust inwards.

It was heaven on earth. He probably fucked me the best ever that day. He
was well pleased Obama had gotten in again.

My ass felt so numb when at last he'd shed his load but I could feel his
gloriously warm cream running down the crevice of my well used ass.

"That was so wonderful Badger" I said feeling the aftermath of that
wonderful surging fuck, feeling his warmth was still right there inside  me.

I slid down onto a chair and let my body flop. I must have sunk into a
slumber because when I awoke, it was to the feel of something really good.

There was Badger knelt there before me, enjoying a taste of me, and I  wasn'
t even hard. But waking up soon put that to rights feeling the wonderful
sensation of his deep sucking motions.

"I love to feel you grow win my mouth Alex" he said whilst taking breather
 and for the next few minutes, I was treated to the style of oral sex which
we  usually enjoyed before our fuck

It was something so very special I cannot fully explain. His attention to
detail, the beautiful way he stretched back my foreskin and loved to tease
and  suck my red bulge and tease my p-hole with his tongue.

It was nice and I felt so very comfortable, and when we got down to some
mutual oral delight I was in a complete world of my own, for to suck and be
sucked so warmly and so lovingly was perfect.

And to hear Badger whimpering the way he does it a delight too. He is down
there, asking me to crouch over him and I feel his passion deep between my
thighs, squeezing his head between as he wants.

I smother him with my all. That wonderful surge in my spine as he parts my
ass cheeks and sucks my fresh fucked ass is really something and by the
time he  is done know I will be in for another pounding.

But this time he asked me to sit on his lap, legs well astride and he
fucked me like that, I love to roll myself over him, to feel his cock bending
inside, sometimes popping out which makes for a laugh, but grasping it I am
soon  able to put it back where it duly belongs and we can enjoy the full
sexual  sensation together. And then soon we are there again.

And all is well with the world and even the snow outside has melted!