Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2012 07:58:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boyatt Hart <boyatthart@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sex-Ed 101 with Bull (part 10)

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		      SEX-ED 101 WITH BULL (part 10)
			      by Boyatt Hart


	Lee's gravitational pull was inescapable.  He tucked me under his
enormous, incredibly strong left arm and I rested my head on his densely
muscled shoulder.  I couldn't resist playing my hand over his firm, round,
beautiful belly.  He softly giggled under his breath as I slid my hand up
into the deep crease formed where his meaty right pectoral rested against
it.

	As my hand slid up out of the crease and up onto his large, erect
nipple he stuck his long, fat tongue out at me.  I began to suck it and
instinctively ran my hand down his mountainous belly mound to fondle his
soft, bulky genitals.  He slipped one of his fat fingers into my butt crack
and sighed his deep contentment into my ear.  I had never felt so safe and
secure.

	We were both exhausted from the intensity of our sexual frolicking
and as I released his tongue from the suction of my mouth he rested his
beard stubbled jowl against my forehead.

	"Sleep tight, son," he whispered as he pressed his thick, sensuous
lips to mine in a dry, tender goodnight kiss.

	"You, too," I whispered as I placed my head back on his shoulder
and sank into his magnificent bulk.

	As I lay next to him, feeling like my prayers had been answered, I
basked in my first experience resting skin to skin against the vast warmth
of such a man's man for a good night's sleep.  I felt like a tiny child as
I lay tucked into his comforting grasp and listened as his breathing told
me he had drifted off first.  I followed not long after.

	I was awakened a couple of times in the night as he shifted his
mighty bulk in his sleep and thrilled once to his enormous leg draping over
me, his fat, weighty dick raging hard as it settled on top of mine and
pinned it to my hip.  I carefully moved my hand to it and gently caressed
its meaty glans sheathed in his velvety skin.  It filled my palm and I felt
a drop of his leaking precum ooze onto it.  Without disturbing him I
brought it to my mouth and tasted its delicate saltiness before settling
back into my dreams as a muscular arm slid across my chest.

	When I awoke in the morning we were on our sides, spoon-fashion
with the spherical curvature of his great belly pressed into the small of
my back and the head of his big, warm hard-on wedged between my butt
cheeks.  I worked my arm down to fondle my own erection as I pressed my ass
back against his rigid member.

	I felt a gentle kiss against the nape of my neck followed by the
rumble of his deep, manly voice as he said, "Mornin', son."

	"Mornin'," I softly replied.

	"What a wonderful wake-up call," I continued as I slid my hand back
between us and gently squeezed his morning hard-on.

	His massive belly shook in quiet laughter as he reached a mighty
arm around me, gripped my hard cock in his huge hand and pressed me to him.

	"I got something to tell you," he said as he ground his dick head
into my crack, "This is a first for me, too.  All the men I've pumped full
of seed and would you believe not one of them ever stayed to share my bed?"

	"What the hell was their problem?" I wondered aloud.

	"Guess most men are just looking for the next big dick they can
brag to their friends about," he sighed.

	I rolled over onto my other side to face him, formed a C with my
hand, slipped it over the incomparable girth of his swollen organ and
pushed back into his pubic pad to exposing his drooling cock head and
almost all of his nearly eight inches of length.

	"I've seen enough fuck mags to know there are some bigger ones out
there," I as I waggled his hulking member between us, "but I'll bet most of
those jokers NEVER found one!"

	Lee flashed his winning, wide smile at me as he rolled onto his
back, scooping his plump ball sac up to rest on his thighs and allowing his
stunningly beautiful hard-on to jut up impressively over the bulge of his
magnificent gut.  I couldn't resist grabbing it at the base and noisily
thumping it against the firmness if his big belly.

	He nearly swallowed my rock hard dick in the grip of one of his
meaty paws and quietly gazed into my eyes as we gently stroked each other.

	"Your balls as full of cum as mine?" he playfully asked.

	"I doubt it," I said as I ran my hand down onto them, "just look at
the size of these fuckers!"

	Lee laughed as he gave my balls a gentle squeeze and said, "You
know what I mean, son."

	"I do," I confessed as I slipped my hand under his balls and lifted
them up off his thighs, "but I'm not about to claim I can match the load
you got in here."

	"It'll do," the giant said with a laugh as he put his other hand
behind my head and forcefully filled my mouth with a probing kiss.

	His tongue, and I'm sure mine, still had the taste of cum on it.
But it only made the thrill of his authoritative kiss all the more intense.

	When he released me from it he said, "Son, in a little bit I'm
gonna fix you a breakfast like you ain't never had before.  But first I
need an appetizer!"

	With that he pushed me flat of my back, then straddled me with his
knees and dove down on my morning erection.  I felt him pause as my swollen
cock head pressed at his gullet and watched in amazement as he easily took
me into his tight throat and then, with his tongue, maneuver my balls one
at a time up into his mouth along with the base of my dick.

	He held me like that in the suction of his mouth for what seemed
like forever before he let my saliva coated balls fall free into the
morning air and started bobbing his huge head up and down on me.  I quickly
succumbed to the electric sensations jolting through me and tried my best
to stave off my impending ejaculation.

	I was no match for his unparalleled skill, however, and quickly
found myself with both hands on his head, his chin pressed to my ball sac,
as I noisily fed him my morning load.  He stayed down on me to get every
last drop of it before sitting upright, his massive balls and fat, raging
boner resting on my shins, and grinning like a cheshire cat as he patted
his ample belly in a show of satisfaction.

	"My turn," I said unable to conceal my excitement.

	"Damn right," he confirmed as he rolled off of me and onto his
broad back, his baseball-sized, tightly drawn bag hardly needing any
rescuing from the crushing force of his massive thighs it so clung to the
thick base of his by then hyper-inflated wood.

	I straddled his legs with my knees as he had done and began
massaging balls.  The behemoth put his mighty arms behind his head, his
thick, hairy pits bouncing out beside his pectoral mounds, and closed his
eyes as I put more and more vigor into it.

	"Oh!  Yeah, baby!  That's it!  Give it to 'em!" he boomed.

	With my left hand I angled his massive meat off to his right and
proceeded to suck his left ball into my mouth.  I then let go of his dick
and let it rub against my face as I roughly sucked it, playing my tongue
over its oblong shape and making sure not to swallow so as to thickly coat
it in my saliva.  Deep groans rummbled up from Lee's cavernous chest,
causing me to swell with pride.

	After several minutes of this I switched and gave his other ball
the same thorough treatment.  When I finally came up for air I looked down
to see his huge balls glistening in the morning light and couldn't resist
leaning back in to smother them with adoring kisses.

	Lee giggled like a boy on Christmas morning as he took the base of
his totally engorged cock in his left hand and waggled it at me.  I licked
my lips as I watched his skin roll back to reveal his leaking cum spout.

	I took his thick wrist in my right hand, mesmerized by how small it
made my hand appear in contrast, and said, "Leave everything to me, sir."

	He smiled as he let go of his dick.  I quickly replaced his huge
hand with mine and tingled at the sight of how much more of his bulky organ
my hand revealed compared with his.  I squeezed it good and hard, causing
it to bulge even more obscenely and its coarse veins to stand out in even
greater relief against its expansive surface, opened my mouth wide and
slowly descended until he could watch as my lips yielded to the sexy
contours of his bulbous glans.

	He laid a massive paw on the back of my head, not applying any
pressure, as he sighed, "Such a pretty boy."

	I then slowly sank down onto as much of him as my mouth could
accommodate.  I'm sure he could see little more than the back of my head
over the crest of his huge gut.  I tried and tried to touch my lips to the
hand that clutched the base of his rigid beast of a cock, but my effort was
in vain.

	I stayed down on him like that for as long as I could possibly last
without the benefit of being able to breathe before backing off just enough
to exhale and quickly inhale through my nose.  Then I repeated the feat.

	With my free hand I began to squeeze his bulging ball sac again.
He gently writhed and bucked his hips beneath me, moaning and growling like
an animal in heat.  But I rode the beefy organ like a rodeo cowboy
determined to stay on till the buzzer sounded.

	Again I came up long enough to catch my breath and went right back
down.  I started furiously playing my tongue over the underside of its
surface.  His breathing started to sound labored and I sensed he was
getting close to orgasm.

	At that point I began bobbing on him with as much force as I could
muster, ignoring the discomfort of his big cock head as it tenderized my
willing gullet.

	I have no idea how many minutes of this I subjected myself to
before I felt him tense up beneath me and blurt out in a booming bass,
"Here it comes, son!  Hang on tight!"

	I gave myself enough room to swallow the first two or three blasts
of his creamy reward before he placed his strong hand on the back of my
head and instinctively pushed me as far down as I could take him, emptying
what remained in his balls into my cock stuffed mouth.

	When he felt me begin to resist the downward pressure on the back
of my head he removed his hand.  I came up only far enough to swallow what
was in my mouth and long enough to catch my breath once more before going
down yet again to let him finish oozing out the remnants of his load into
me.

	I stayed on him, sucking for dear life to get as much of his
delicious juice as possible, until he laughingly said, "Easy, son!" and
patted my head like a wrestler signaling his opponent to break a hold.  I
rose up all smiles.

	He looked at me with more warmth than I've ver seen and pointed at
his chin, "You spilled a little, son."

	I let go of his dick and started to wipe my chin when I saw a big
white glob on my hand.  I licked it clean and then proceeded to wipe my
chin with it, licking it clean once more to make sure I had taken his
entire load.

	"You're really something!" he said looking very pleased.

	"You took the words right out of my mouth," I came back at him.

	"Hope I didn't spoil your appetite," he said with a laugh.

	"I'm sure there's room for a second course," I assured him as I
noticed how slack his ball sac was and leaned down to plant a passionate
kiss on each of his prodigioous orbs.

	He pulled me up onto his big belly and we swabbed what remained of
our respective loads from each other's tongue.

	When we were done he rolled me off of his rotund physique and said,
"Now!  About that breakfast I promised you!"

	Once we were standing he took me in another embrace and said, "This
better than I ever imagined and it was damn sure worth the wait!"

	He then stuffed his tongue back in my mouth and, scooping another
droplet of his still leaking load onto his thick middle finger, proceeded
to slip the cum-slicked digit between my buttcheeks and finger fuck my
twitching hole as I melted into his powerful build.

	We broke the embrace and he saw where I had leaked a bit onto his
thigh.  Using the same finger he scooped it up and popped it into his
mouth.

	"Mmmmmm!" he said with a wink before turning to lead us into the
kitchen.

	My eyes were glued to the sway of his incredibly wide shoulders and
the rolling motion of his globe-shaped glutes as they responded to the
steady pump of his confident, purposeful stride.  I had a sudden urge to
part the muscular mounds and kiss the glorious pucker that had swallowed
and held my rock hard dick in its potent grasp.

	He whistled a happy yet bluesy sounding tune on the short walk to
his kitchen then, once there, put his mighty arms akimbo as he surveyed
what lay before him.  I walked up behind and slipped my arms through his
and found they could barely meet around his ample gut.

	"You give the orders, boss," I said, "I want to help."

	He laid his hands over mine and began to grind the big ass cheeks I
had been admiring against my flaccid cock as he said, "I'd like that."

	He unclasped my arms from around his girthy midsection and said,
"We're gonna need us a skillet."

	His back still to me, he stepped toward the cabinets and bent
forward to open a lower cabinet door.  He leaned farther down to inspect
its contents and, as he did this, his thighs spread, his balls dangled
seductively from between them and, lastly, his magnificent glutes parted,
exposing his pristinely pink pucker.  I felt a familiar tingle in my loins
and surprised even myself when I squatted behind him, kissed his dangling
balls and proceeded to run my tongue up the vast expanse of his swinging
bag until my tongue ran up the inside of his left cheek.  Then I repeated
the deed, running my tongue up his bag until it was tickling the inside of
his right one.  Finally I kissed his swaying bag and then buried my face
between the ample mounds and planted a kiss right on his pucker.

	"Hey, young buck!" he said with a laugh, "We've got all day for
this kind of stuff.  Let's stay on task until we get breakfast on the
table."

	His laughter gave his reprimand a tone that was a something less
than sincere, so I took my time before saying, "Yes, sir.  You're the
boss."

	"I'm starting to have some doubt about that, but put this on the
stove over there," he said, turning and handing me a large cast iron
skillet.

	I followed orders and turned for the next one to find him
scratching his balls with a big grin on his face.

	"That felt real good, son.  Like I said, you got real good
instincts!"

	"Thanks, Lee," I said, blushing a bit I'm sure.

	"Nobody ever done me that way before," he confided, "A man could
get real used to a man like you bein' around."

	I can now think of a hundred things I should have said in response,
but I was so taken aback at the wonderful sound of those words that I was
speechless, trying to parse his intention in saying such a thing.  He
stepped forward and kissed me, running his huge, calloused hands up and
down my back.

	I ran my hands up and down his vast convexity as his kiss lingered,
sinking my fingers into his dense musculature and starting to get that
familiar tingle in my loins.  When he broke his kiss and stepped away I
couldn't help studying the V-shape of his broad back, his wide hips
appearing narrow in comparison to the width of his huge, round shoulders.

	Lee proceeded to dart around the small kitchen with purposeful
efficiency as the meal began to slowly assemble, occasionally assigning me
various "go-fer" tasks to keep me involved, but mostly I just watched his
magnificent nakedness in action.  When he had everything ready I was
shocked at the amount of food he had prepared; enough fried ham, scrambled
eggs, grits, biscuits and gravy to easily feed a family of four.

	"Good lord, Lee!" I exclaimed, "It all smells delicious but what on
earth will you do with all the left overs?"

	"Ain't gonna be any, son," he said sounding quite certain.

	He heaped my plate first with more than I thought I could possibly
eat, then proceeded to heap his with, perhaps, half again more.

	"Dig in, son!" he said enthusiastically.

	I could hardly refuse and set about this last assigned task.  There
was not much said as we worked our way through the first helping.  I
praised the deliciousness of his cooking and wondered aloud as to whether I
would be able to finish off the generous portion he had set before me.

	"Just eat as much as you can, or at least as much as you want, and
leave the rest to me," he said with a wink as he vigorously applied himself
to the shrinking pile of food on his own plate.

	I was determined to finish what was on my plate and paced myself to
make it happen.  By the time my place was empty Lee was already a
significant way through his second helping.

	"Good work, son.  I knew you wouldn't disappoint me," he said as I
pushed my plate away.

	"I think that might be best breakfast I've ever eaten!" I said
sincerely, "No way I was going to let any of it go to waste."

	He laughed as he leaned back in his chair and jiggled his perfectly
round belly at me with both hands as he said, "Well, some of us let it go
to waist."

	I had to laugh at the cleverness of his pun, even as I found his
display more than a little tantalizing.

	"That thing is definitely a prize winner!" I said as I reached out
and ran my hand over it.

	"So you really like us fat boys?" he asked as he dove back into his
meal.

	"Well, I've always gotten a hard-on around guys who sport big, firm
bellies like yours," I confided, "It's less a sign of fat than it is a sign
of strength to me.  And I've always been hopelessly attracted to strong
men.  It was those huge, powerful looking muscles of yours I was staring at
Friday night when I first saw you accross the bar; that round face, so
masculine and handsome, how small that beer bottle looked in your big hands
and the way your coverall strained to contain your big, burly build."

	Lee paused and looked deep into my eyes as he said, "Son, if I
wasn't so black you'd see that you're making me blush."

	"Well," I started with a laugh, "it's all true.  You have the
biggest, most beautiful muscles I've ever had the chance to be this close
to.  There are men who work their whole lives to be as strong as you look
and never even get close.  What the hell is your secret?"

	"Don't know, son," he said thoughtfully, "I do know it ain't easy
running a farm single-handedly.  I end up doing the work of three or four
men almost every day.  You see that eat for three or four men...wouldn't
surprise me if it made me as strong as three or four men, too."

	"You sure look it!" I said admiringly, "Like I said before, I think
you're beautiful."

	"And like I said, nobody's ever called me that before...but it sure
has a nice ring to it, son," he said looking a little flustered and maybe
even self-conscious.

	After a brief silence he continued, "I'd sure never seen anyone
look at me the way you did.  I couldn't put my finger on what was different
about it, but whatever it was I knew I had to get with you and try to
figure it out."

	"I'm awful glad you did, Lee!  I would never have been able to
muster the courage to take the first step like that.  I've never felt like
I fit in anywhere because of the kind of men I'm attracted to...men like
you...big, strong, older than me.  I've been to the gay discos in Dallas
before but that's all about young and pretty.  They talked trash about the
men that turn me on.  So I would leave them feeling more alone than I felt
in titty bars with my straight friends," I said feeling free for the first
time in my life to talk about these things.

	I continued, "When I showed up at the on Pines Friday night I was
feeling like it was my last chance to find a place where I could feel like
I fit in.  And when I saw you sitting there...a perfect specimen of the
guys I go for and looking like you felt as alone as me...it just scared me
to death.  I figured you had to be a straight man who had just stumbled
into the wrong place.  Until this weekend I had convinced myself that the
kind of men I go for would never go for sex with another guy.  So if it
hadn't been for you laying your hand on my shoulder and asking me for that
game of pool none of this would have ever happened for me...and I'm very
grateful to you for that!"

	Lee finished off the last few bites of his enormous breakfast
looking kind of pensive.  I feared I had said too much until he laid his
huge paw on my hand and looked me straight in the eye.

	"Son, you fit here.  You understand me?" he assured me.

	"I do, Lee," I confirmed.

	"I've spent my whole life thinking that if it wasn't for the size
of what I got between my legs nobody would've ever given me a second look,"
he began his confessional, "I've probably had my dick up more than a
hundred guys who've come through the Pines, but as soon as I shot my load
in 'em they were gone.  No real connection to speak of.  I might as well
have just stayed home and jacked off."

	He tipped his chair back and scratched his balls, then continued,
"All I've ever wanted was for someone to come along who could make sex into
that magical thing we grow up hearing about.  Someone who wanted me, not
just my dick.  Someone to feel some togetherness with.  A fella like you,
that's all.  I reckon you maybe changed both our lives when you screwed up
the courage just to find your way out to the Pines.  So I'm grateful to
you, too, son."

	"You're such a magnificent and gentle man.  Hold me?  Please?", I
asked.

	"You know I will," he said as we rose and embraced, pressing our
naked bodies togther.

	"My sweet boy," he sighed as our heads came to rest against each
other cheek to cheek.

	A few minutes passed before I lifted my head from his and pressed
my lips to his for a gentle, dry kiss.

	"After we get the kitchen cleaned up would you fuck me?" I asked.

	"Son, if you can get it hard enough after that great head you gave
me this morning I'll stick it anywhere you want it," he said with a grin.

	"Up my ass will do just fine," I said as I gave his ample endowment
a firm squeeze.

	We parted and set about restoring his kitchen to the state of
readiness we had found it in, talking, laughing and freely groping each
other as we worked.  When we were done Lee pulled a chair out from the
table and plopped down in it with his legs wide apart.  He looked
incredibly handsome with his cock and balls hanging over the edge of the
chair seat as he wiped sweat from his furrowed brow with his massive
forearm.

	I quickly dropped to all fours and crawled up between his powerful
thighs.  I kissed one of his balls and then the other.  Then I started
licking his flaccid yet still monstrously thick cock.  From there I began
kissing his pubic pad and worked my way up to his deep navel, playing my
hands over the expanse of his great belly while I tongue fucked his belly
button.

	His belly, so firm and enormous, shook with laughter as he laid a
hand on the back of my head and declared, "Oh-h-h-h-h!  That tickles!"

	But he didn't make any effort to put an end to what I was doing so
I continued my belly worship unabated.  From there I ran my tougue up his
belly to his big left nipple and begand chewing and sucking it until the
nub was standing tall and erect.  I switched to the other, bathing it in my
saliva.  As I had calculated I felt his erecting penis begin pressing into
my pubic pad.  I leaned back far enough to slip a hand down between us and
started fondling his growing appendage.

	"You win," the gentle giant said looking down at me and sporting
the warm smile I had come to love so much in our brief time together.

	Lee hooked his big hands under my arms and easily lifted me to my
feet with him as he stood.  Then, to my surprise, the big hulk effortlessly
hauled me up onto his huge belly and, as I instinctively wrapped my legs
around his waist, pinned me to it with one hand upon my widespread
buttocks.  I giggled childishly and threw my arms around his thick, bull
neck.

	He turned around and squatted just enough to set my butt down on
the table we had just cleared.  I let go of his neck and lay back on the
cool surface.

	"Slick me up," he said, peeling his skin back off the wide bulbous
head of his organ.

	I rolled partially onto my side and drew close enough to take into
my mouth.  I slobbered its firm yet velvety surface until it shimmered in
the morning sunlight that streamed in through the window.

	"That should do," he said as he withdrew from my suction and
stepped around to my feet.

	He rolled me onto back once more then, holding my legs up with both
ankle in one of his enormous hands, he spat into the other hand and began
massaging it onto my hole.  He repeated this several times.  Then, using
his middle finger first followed by his incredibly thick thumb, he worked
his spit-lube up into my hole and stretching my ring just enough to prepare
me for penetration.

	Lee then reached up with his other hand and took an ankle in each
one as he said, "Line me up, son."

	I reached down between my legs and lifted his bulky pole until I
felt his cum spout kiss my twitching anus.

	"You ready?" he asked with a devilish grin.

	"Yes, sir, I am!" came my enthusiastic reply.

	With that he squatted just a bit and pressed his big cock head into
me.  A gutteral groan escaped me as it entered.

	"Just remember, you asked for it," said in mock caution as he slid
a couple more inches up inside me.

	"Oh-h-h-h-h, ye-e-a-a-h-h!" I heard myself respond, almost as if
his fat dick had squeezed it out of me.

	He withdrew leaving only the head in me and proceeded to sink
deeper on the second stroke, leaving it still for me to adjust to.  My
stunned orifice regained its consciousness and began to clutch at his
invading member.  Lee smiled broadly and repeated the exercise, withdrawing
to the head once more and then slowly sinking back into me until I felt his
huge balls nestle into my gaping crack as he pressed them against me with
his enormous and powerful thighs.

	Next came two leisurely strokes of his entire length again.  The
pressure of his immense thickness inside me and his big belly pinning my
cock between us caused me to erect.

	"There it is," he said with a smile, "Hold your legs up for me."

	I hooked my arms under my knees wondering what he had in mind.

	"Got me a saddle horn to work with now," he said as he lifted his
belly off me and wrapped his hand around my raging hard-on.

	He rested his free hand on my abdomen and I watched in lustful
amazement as triceps that any bodybuilder would have died for bounced out
from the back of his colossal arm.  Then, using my 'saddle horn' for
leverage, he proceeded to begin in earnest the fucking I had indeed asked
for.

	Employing a pace that was steady yet not too brisk he started
stuffing me balls deep, causing my clutching ring to burn like a coal and
setting off the sensitive nerves deep inside my bowels like millions of
fireworks of sheer pleasure.

	I began to work with his rhythm to squeeze the magnificent girth of
his immense organ as it filled me with delight.  Suddenly I convulsed in
orgasm and felt my cum puddle onto my chest and belly.  Lee let go of my
hard-on, pulled his dick out of me and shoved it up over my tight ball sac
and between my legs so that it rested on my stomach next mine.

	Lee scooped my cum up onto his fingers and smeared it over his
hard-on.  Then he lined himself up and pressed into me, the cum-slicked
head easily penterating my well stretched orifice.  He then took my ankles
back into his hands and began fucking with greater and greater intensity.

	The steady slap of his big balls on me was hypnotizingly erotic.  I
felt completely vulnerable as he exerted his authority in me.  Before long
my tiny hole was stretched wide open, like a funnel for his rigid hard-on
which he now began to completely withdraw and sink back into me balls deep.
Occasionally he would pause at full penetration and grind his big balls
against me, stirring my cock stretched bowels as his massive dick wound
around inside me.

	"Hope you got no place be," he said casually, "Gonna be a while
before I can cum again."

	Words were beyond me at that point.  I made out from my upside down
view of his kitchen clock that he had already been inside me for fifteen
minutes.

	"That's it, son" he said in a breathy whisper as I continued to
clutch at his massive girth, "Just keep workin' it."

	I couldn't take my eyes off of him as he drilled me.  The huge
muscles I adored were twitching, bulging and rippling in the most
seductively erotic display I had ever seen, and the feel of his big belly
pressing my thighs apart at his deepest penetration sent chills all the way
up to my very scalp.

	The next time I thought to catch sight of the clock I saw that Lee
had been at it for nearly thirty five minutes.  I was determined to last
him out but was beginning to wonder if I had the required stamina.  I knew
I could have brought the proceedings to a halt but chose to remain silent
to find out just how much stamina he had.

	After several more minutes I felt him pick up speed, the slap of
his balls on me growing in force.  At that time I thought he might be
getting close to orgasm and could tell his balls were growing tight as they
were not slapping nearly as low.  I watched as his eyes clamped shut and a
look of deep concentration overtook his round, ruggedly handsome face.

	I intensified my rhythmic clamping on the piston-like motion of his
rock hard cock and suddenly he slammed into me breaking into his
characteristic groaning and growling which, along with the pulsing
sensation of his dick, told me I was being generously seeded.

	I reached deep down and found the strength to give him one long
squeeze from my bowels and rode out his lengthy orgasm.  He opened his eyes
and smiled down on me as he squeezed every last drop of his potent load in
my ass.  To my amazement he had been inside me for nearly 50 minutes when
he finally pulled out.

	"Damn, son!" Lee exclaimed as he let go of my ankles and laid his
ass-slicked dick on me, "Can't believe you didn't holler uncle before I
worked up a load!"

	"I wasn't about to.  I had to prove to myself I was worthy of
taking you," I said in all honesty.

	"You did, baby!  You sure did!" Lee confirmed.

	He took a step back and placed a hand beneath my swollen, well worn
hole and said, "Squeeze it out."

	I bore down and emptied my bowels of his seed into his waiting
hand.  He offered me his other hand and helped me off the table.  I watched
him smear it on his slowly flagging hard-on and quickly dropped to my
knees.  I stuffed his sensitive member into my mouth and succumbed to the
thrill of tasting myself on him once again.

	"Aw-w-w, baby!  You're so sweet," he said as he gently laid a hand
on my head.

	Having finished cleaning my ass juice and his load from his
commanding organ, I kissed his balls and then clasped my arms around his
ample belly, pressing the side of my face to it as I said, "So are you!
Thank you so much!  What an incredible fuck that was!"

	He bent down and helped me to my feet, drilling his tongue into my
mouth for another deep kiss before saying, "How about we clean up?"

	We showered together, his vast physical expanse making it often
difficult to maneuver, but having great fun soaping each other up and
rinsing each other off.  Once clean we sat together on his couch and mapped
out the rest of our day.  He took me on a walking tour of his farm and
showed me all the tasks he had to perform by himself.  The work load was
staggering.

	As the sun began to lower in the sky I told him I needed to get
back to my apartment and do some homework before school the next day.  He
said he understood and kissed me before thanking me for the best weekend of
his life.

	"Will you be coming back?" he asked.

	"As often as you'll have me, Lee.  The thanks should be all mine!"
I replied.

	"My door will always be open to you, son," he assured me.

	We exchanged phone numbers and promised to meet again the following
Friday night at the Pines.  One more deep kiss, accompanied by some
stirring groping and I was on my way back to my academic world, watching as
the gentle giant, one hand in his pocket and the other waving me goodbye,
faded from view in my rearview mirror.