Sad for the owls, for the downed trees, sad for the pines twisted into match sticks in the mountains. I was sad for the Circle K ... the house, a fine...example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cottonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad. Sliding into his driver's seat with his loose fitting trousers on and feeling the masculine texture of his sport coat and putting my hand between my legs to feel the upholstery fabric under my cock almost made me cum then and there. I took my time and felt the steering wheel and adjusted the seat so I could stretch my legs and pump the gas pedal a few times. Then sticking the key in the ignition and turning it to see the red GEN light come on and watch the gas gauge spring to life with my foot. What! Aww are you still mad? Are you still straight? No What? yeah I came out about a month ago congratulations I said realizing I was smiling like and idiot. Wanna come back to my place so we can talk no wow so forward, as always yep I love that about you he said looking into my eyes. What does he want? I needed to talk to him anyways so I followed him back to his apartment. After we got there I realized it wasnt a good idea. Right when he opened the door memories flashed in my mind. I know. Her bikini bottoms were untied on one side and had been pulled halfway off. Tony's cock was sitting between her labia like a wiener in a bun. A big pool of white cream filled her navel and was running over her hips. Apparently Tony had been a gentleman and had pulled out just before he came.I'd never thought of giving Jake that option. If he had tried, I would have locked my legs around him and forced him to cum in me. It just didn't seem complete without that delicious feeling of hot cream.