Gawd, his cock feels so good in my fist: solid, and becoming hotter with each stroke. We have been facing each other but now I position myself off to ...ne side where I can jerk him more freely. I get a slow rhythm going. I do not want to go too fast because this feels too good to get it over with quickly."How's that?" Awesome, Bob. That feels good, damn good."I move him back towards his work bench. "Sit on there,” I command.He does and I kneel between his legs. His rigid cock, veins bulging, is. The all too familiar tug in my pants resumed and my mind resumed its mix of shame and arousal. I lost control over my actions and the horny part of my brain took control. I reached out and grabbed the panties that lay on the floor, the lace pattern felt good against my hand and I scrunched my fist tighter around them.I brought the panties to face level and stretched them out in front of it and admired the detailed patterns engraved into it. I don’t know why all of a sudden I was having these. ”I was a little shocked at hearing Larry call me a cock sucker, but I had to admit that I was sucking his cock and enjoying it very much. I then took one of his hairy balls into my mouth and began sucking it, and the musky aroma of his scrotum added to the pleasure I was feeling. I spent about fifteen minutes sucking both of his balls and his hairy sack, and then Larry surprised me when he slid down farther on the stool, lifted his balls, and pressed his perineum to my mouth.His perineum is. He had no way of knowing all three were currently tied up back in camp. They weren’t very good sentries. “Sorry, boys. No stolen cattle here. We’re just private citizens on our own land, minding our business.”“Really? I thought Zeke Walters owned this spread.”“He doesn’t need it all, so we lease some of it from him.”“He know that? He told us you were trespassing and he wanted you gone. You got a lease agreement?”“It a gentlemen’s agreement. We didn’t think paperwork necessary.”“Well, we’ll have.