Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2009 06:48:27 EDT
From: Writersinterlude@aol.com
Subject: The Allotment Shed series: the Flavour of a good fuck

The flavour of a good fuck  Copyright Alex Carr 2009

After a very hot and sweaty morning turning over the allotment with Ned,
like getting the trench prepared for the planting of runner beans, Ned said  "I'
ll tell you what, let's take a break, got the fan fitted up now in the shed
so we can go, have our lunch and cool off a bit" But knowing Ned only to well I
 knew he would want a little more than just his lunch - unless he was
thinking of  me on those lines, the things he had been doing to me of late!

Or maybe he was as whacked as I was and just wanted to chill off a bit,  that'
s definitely how I felt with no energy for anything else.

But I might have guessed, Ned  always found the energy for me. "But  Ned, I'
m bloody hot and sweaty, shall we leave till later when I've had a shower  -
or when we have had a shower, together like?"

But Ned gave me that wry smile and I knew he meant business. "Don't you
think I have been watching you doing all that hard work, digging and bending,
that's enough to turn me on. lad and you know it, me thinking I'll have that
tight ass lunchtime, you look so fucking good in tight jeans."
"Even though I  be stinking with sweat?"
"To tell you the truth I much prefer it like that  before you've showered,
much better flavour?"
"Flavour? I queried not  realising what he was on about.
He put his tongue into his mouth, sucked it  and of course I realised then
what he meant. All at once I was horny, till then  had always been clean when he
had me, Never imagined for a moment  he would  like me that way, I was
absolutely ringing!

"You know the drill, lad?"
I did well enough by now, stripping down my  tight jeans the way he liked it,
moving my hips to entice him, not as though hen  needed enticing, I could see
already  had a right old hard on beneath his  cord trousers.. Thing is I
could even smell myself, I was a real pong, I felt  sure he would say okay - I was
right, perhaps we had better wait until   later. But none of it, he was
already prompting me to bend over the bench, my  ass propped up and my legs spread
eagled to give him the best workable position  of me.

He was soon on his knees, he even had made two kneeling pads, telling his
wife they were for kneeling on when he was weeding, more like when he was eating
 me. "Love the flavour of you, can tell what you had for breakfast sometimes,"
 he  confessed. Love it when you are like this, can really taste and sniff
you,  lovely unadulterated ass cock, balls is so good." He had already started
to make  a meal out of me, sucking me up like nobody's business and I began to
relax  after first feeling somewhat embarrassed by my state of unseemliness, I
needn't  have worried, Ned ponged too, but you know how it is, the sort of
pong you get  when fucking and things, and now feeling his face in-between my
ass cheeks and  his tongue doing overtime there, then his mouth taking my know
deep into his  throat, hearing that certain gargling sound to which I had
become accustomed,  and the effect of that, the feeling he gave me as he took my
cock fully inside  his moving mouth, me working my ass side to side to help him
take and enjoy me  in different positions.

No more need to worry about my hygiene with Ned working away to his heart
content down there, his rough hands stretching my ass cheeks so wide as he
veritably smothered his face in asshole , balls and cock, sniffing and sucking
me, eating me like I was a meal. Well I was going to let him have his full
desert, never done that before like this, always held it back because I thought
it would not be right for him, but now I knew I would give him full spurt, I
just enjoyed, let it build up to full velocity as he sucked and licked and
spread me, occasionally spanking me which I always loved, yes soon I would be
there, I felt the fluids rise and then I was spurting, deep, deep into his mouth
 as he was full of me, my hot stream of white spunk shooting deep into his
mouth,  looking round I heard him gurgle, then saw that my cum was dripping from
the  corners of hios mouthy, he was absolutely saturated init, his tongue
bending  around onto his cheeks to lap it up, and I was still cuming as he
squeezed my  balls, urging more to erupt , his face glistening in it.

Having reached my Waterloo I knew now what to expect and soon felt the
fullness of his hard stiff rod enter me, thrusting away like some sort of steam
piston engine, he giving me the mother of fucks, really going it into me, having
 had his meal and his desert he was going for the bonus now, a rich deep
throbbing fuck deep inside me, taking my breath away until he too delivered into
me what I had just delivered to him. I felt warm and good inside, Always felt
 him there afterwards too, the numbness of his hard fuck stayed. With Ned it
was  always so wonderful and comfortable and always forever thrilling with new
things  happening, like with today when he fucked me  unclean.