Date: Sun, 18 Jul 2010 03:47:39 EDT
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Gosh I've Missed My Dose of Badger

Gosh I've missed my dose of Badger! Copyright Alex Carr 2010

It was nice to be with Badger again, I'd been away with my work in Portugal
 for a month and I really missed him, I really did. What really started as
a bit  if fun in his allotment shed has developed into something much more
stable. I  guess I just adore being with him that's all - even though I guess
he is just a  dirty old man, married at that but, he says he finds
consolation  when he  has me because  he no longer has sex with his wife.

He tells me it is all much less complicated with another guy, no strings
attached and no emotional ties like with a woman. He says he loves women,
admits  he relishes the sight of a young girl in tight jeans imagining what he
would  like to do with her - but then he thinks to himself, he has me - that'
s was he  told me - and I fit the part beautifully - is he saying I have a
carriage like a  female? I don't know - but I do know I just so enjoy his
passion so much,  feeling his old rough allotment hands touching and doing
things to me, the way  he grasps my up rising cock in his mouth and sucks me
like he does is heaven on  earth. Yes I have missed all that whilst away and
now I am back home and  checking on my allotment, which happens to be next to
Badgers again I feel all  excited that it wont be long before Badger comes.
He knows I am back, I  telephoned him and he said `great!' That he couldn'
t wait to see me again!

He said I smelt of onions  when he invited me into his shack as I  called
it, you should see it, he has done it up like a dogs dinner, curtains,  smart
two-seater settee with ample cushions for those wonderful exciting
positions we do, a bottle of brandy to break the ice and curtains too.

"Sorry - about the onions, I've been harvesting in my allotment   before
you came."
"As long as your cock don't taste of `em I guess I can take  the whiff!"
he chuckled

Just because he said that my heart was thumping already and a tingle went
up and down my spine. Then he felt me after I'd sat down beside him on the
settee.

"It has been a long time, Pete, I've missed you too, missed this
especially  - this alright?"

He was rolling my already aroused cock and balls through  my chino's,
leaning his head down to  sniff me as he slowly opened my zip.  It was  so
thrilling the way Badger did that, I loved his touch and knew in a very short
time I would be relishing the feel of his mouth wrap around my pulsing cock,
his  big tongue working on its p-hole as he squeezed its base which always
made it  more rampant and respondent to his  suck.

"Now that's nice, Lad - so nice to taste young cock again, you'll never
know I guess just how good that makes an old man feel."

"Maybe I will, when I am old" I returned feeling my senses  go into a
frenzy as he started to suck me harder. I simply watched him enjoy me, his grey
 hair looking ever so distinguished, he may be an old guy but he still had
a good  prick on him and he always gave me what I craved for, something I
had never  quite known before his first fuck of me. He'd taught me to suck
cock too, I  reckoned I had it off to a tee when I left for Portugal and do you
know what? I  often took it upon myself to do it with an anal thrusters
vibrator I bought from  Ann Summers - just imagining it was Badger up inside
me, and that wondrous suck  before, but it could never be a substitute for
Badger, no way - but it did the  trick whilst I was away. I had to tell Badger,
just to let him know just how  much I missed his fuck.
As he always did, he tied a red ribbon he kept in his  tool drawer tightly
around the base of my cock. It was fun but had a purpose  too, we'd learnt
by trial and error that once I'd cum I lost the impetus to have  him inside
me because, for me, that was what it is all about, the foreplay and  build up
to the climax which, once reached, satisfied me for the duration. But  in
doing that Badger knew I could not cum no matter what he did with me, but
when the time did come, when he'd reached that waterloo deep up inside my ass,
 he'd release the bond, briskly wank me to a gushing finale - and somehow
that  made the whole thing of being with Badger much more sensual.

"I'd like to try pushing that up your ass" he said  looking all  excited
when I told him what I'd been doing with the anal vibrator  -   he wanted to
play with the vibrator, I'd bring it a long next time.

"Will look forward to that, better than a carrot aye, lad?"

He was referring to the time he was having difficulty getting a suitable
hard on, hard enough to fuck me, so unselfish was he that I'd be missing out
that he smothered this ample carrot in KY jelly and worked it into me. The
thought of him doing that at first revolted me, but I thought so much of
him I  let him do it - and do you  know what, it was quite nice really, the
rough  edges giving me wondrous erotic spasms. "Tell you what, Pete" he said
after  trying it, realising that it was a hit, "I will shape the end like
this..." He  cleverly used a penknife to carve a knob shape and, chuckling he
even notched a  chip from the point to represent my p-hole. It was all great
fun and we both  derived a lot of ingenious pleasure, first me sucking the
carrot with all the  sexual magic I could muster and then  the way he bent me
over his lap, legs  astride and then  fucked my ass what he laughingly
called the carrot fuck.  Then he'd make me suck it and he did too - relishing
the taste of fresh fucked  asshole (his words, he was so kinky like that)
Looking back now it was something  we remembered with great passion and I can't
tell you what he brought in from  his allotment afterwards - the
strawberries were a delight - he relished  squeezing them into me and sucking the
juices out again  - but put a neat  stop to it when he brought in this huge, huge
marrow - "no way are you going to  push that inside me" I yelled. But he
laughed and said it was to take home for  dinner, stuffed with mince! So long
as it wasn't going to stuff me then" I  responded

He spanked me for that. Said I was getting far to bossy, That he was the
one who should be bossy, but any excuse to give me that sound spanking and he
 took the full advantage -  he often enjoyed that of me. He made me wear
these tight braces, so as to accentuate my ass he said, my ass feeling like
it  was being split apart in my blue jeans - he loved to see my ass bulging
and waiting for it, and he didn't mean just the spanking - for after the
spanking he  shafted me like a good'un, his cock thrusting in and out of me
like a piston engine, somehow the spanking really turned him on, and given
time,  when I got used to it  me too, it inevitably stung at first, his rough
 hands coming down hard on my separated buttocks, but the way he ripped
down my  tight jeans afterwards was magic, and the way he took me bent steep
bare back on  all fours, smothering my credentials  with his face, licking me
out with  his big long tongue was a joy - and then the feel of his heavy
hard prick  sliding inside right up to the hilt every time, gave me what I
wanted, an ass  full  of pure unadulterated hot cock, like Badger could give me
- holding  it there still sometimes, until I screamed for him to move, to
fuck me more -  feeling the energy of his throb pulsing inside me, he'd fuck
the ass off me -  made me shake from side to side, his balls slapping my ass
every time he pushed  into me. I wanted to be all ass for Badger I really
did, and when I was away  from him, I felt him there inside me - until I was
again quenched by his fuck  the following weekend in his allotment hut..

It became a really strange affair, I mean strange in as much as we seemed
to grow on each other, the need was forever there like a hunger for food,
his  hunger he said - for the taste of me, the fuck of me and the same for
me,  to taste his pungent cream  spurt hot into my mouth was an everlasting
experience I always want to repeat, just as long as he has anything left
after  fucking me.

I suck him dry afterwards, it is good tasting the both of us when he
presses his mouth to mine when I have taken his cum, and we share the
experience, when at last he releases my bond from my throbbing hard cock,
when it erupts like a volcano that is possibly the most intimate any two
people can do with each other, to me it is now the most natural thing in
the world to want to share that esurience with my beloved Badger...