Paul was a guy I knew through school. We weren’t at the same school but had met at various events and discovered that we had a number of hobbies in ...ommon. One of these was wanking and so we had become firm (ha-ha) wank buddies.I was round at Paul’s house one afternoon and we had decided to have a little wanking session. We were lying naked on his bed, close together as it was only a single bed, and stroking each other in a relaxed but erotic mood.Without warning the door to Paul’s room opened. Some went in some just stayed there like a lake of cum. I licked it off his ass until his hole was clean. i then asked him to squat above my head, he did wat he was told. i then drank the rest of the cum i'd poured on him as it dripped out of his asshole. joe then asked me to bend over, i did as i was told. he put a huge butt plug in my ass. he said he would remove it wen i finished licking all his cum that was still in the glass off his asshole. the butt plug was stretching my asshole about. How well would you do as a taxi driver or middle management in some faceless corporation?” I asked, and then watched him shudder.“Why a farmer, though?” he asked.“It’s in my blood. My mom has some genealogical stuff and our branch of the Reynolds family have been farmers for as far back as she can find. They were farmers when they came here from England a hundred years before the Revolutionary War. I grew up on a farm and I love it,” I explained.“Speaking of family,” Dan said, “is it just a. Yah to meri phaad ke rakh dega yaar. Hai rukamayah hai kuch cheej.mene to suna bhar tha ki pahaadi lund bade mast hote hai. Paala to ab pada tha. Mai apana haath apane mumh par rakh aashcharya se kah uthi..o ma..ye kya hai ji…wah mere saamane bade garv se lund ko muthiyaaya..kya beebi ji.jaan bujh kar amjaan ban mujhase pucha..mai apani nasheeli akhom ko aur nasheela banaai.haath ka ishaara us ke lund ki taraf di..y..y..ye.. Wah lund par haath phira use aur bada karata hua bola..yahi to wo.