LOGINHe told me he had been in a relationship with a guy he met in college, at Georgia Southern. He and Scott moved to Atlanta after graduation. Butch got a job with the Department of Agriculture and they were together for over four years. Then his dad got sick and Butch moved back home. "Scotty didn't want to move," he said quietly. "He said he couldn't go back to small town life. When it became apparent that I was going to be staying, he ended it." "I'm sorry, Butch." "Shit, that was almost 10 years ago. I can barely remember what Scott looks like these days. I'm happy with my life... for the most part." We talked comfortably for a while and then the topic turned to politics. That was a huge mistake. I couldn't believe that he was a Republican. "But you're gay!" I said with shock. We argued over the pros and cons of each and it got heated quickly. We were both stubborn and we weren't going to change either one's minds. "You don't know what it's like for real Americans," he
After we got dressed, Butch drove me back to grandma's. We sat in the truck for a few minutes kissing. I shifted uncomfortably in the seat as I felt a bit of wetness in my underwear. "I'd better get inside," I said. "Are you okay? You're not hurt are you? Was I too rough?" he asked with concern. "Um... No... I think your... um... your come is leaking out of me," I said as I turned bright red. Butch smiled and laughed lightly. "You're so fucking cute when you get embarrassed. And what you just said... fucking hot as hell." He gave me a tender kiss. "Can I see you tomorrow? I'll even cook you dinner," he said. "I'd love that," I said. He gave me one last kiss and I said goodbye and got out and headed inside. I went upstairs and cleaned up in the bathroom, then went into my room. I got undressed and pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms and a t-shirt when there was a knock on the door. "Come in?" Jen opened the door and sat down on the bed with me. "Hey, PJ. How was your
I wanted Butch. I had never been with anyone as big as him. My last boyfriend was not much larger than me, at five inches and average thickness. I was worried about taking a member as large as Butch's, but I wanted him. I needed him. "Yes, Butch, yes," I answered softly. Butch opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. He poured the lube onto his fingers and reached between my legs. As he sucked on my neck, his slickened middle finger slid into me. I let out a pleasured whimper and pushed back into his hand. He pulled out and slid in two fingers. I let out a ragged breath and writhed around underneath him. My hands slid up and down his broad back. I gripped his shoulders as his fingers slid in and out of me. I felt them twisting and stretching and then they brushed over my prostate and my whole body shuddered. "Oh, yes," I moaned and my dick twitched and a drip of pre-come oozed out onto my belly. A third finger slid into me as Butch's mouth clamped onto m
I moved further down his body to his belly button and then below. I grabbed the waist band of his boxer shorts and peeked inside. His hard cock, freed from its cotton prison, snapped up against his belly and I gasped at the sight of it. I pulled his shorts down as Butch raised his butt up to help me, then tossed them aside. I ran my hands all over his hairy, beefy thighs as I stared at his erect penis. He was nearly eight inches long and thick. He was uncut and the foreskin had retracted to bare his swollen dark red head. The head was wet with sticky pre-come. His natural untrimmed bush was curly dark brown like the rest of his fur, thickest around the base of his cock. He had large balls that hung low in their furry sack between his legs. "You're so big, Butch. The biggest I've ever seen." I looked up at him and he was resting on his elbows watching me. His eyes were filled with lust and desire. I knelt between his legs and my hands were shaking as I slowly reached for him.
After Butch finished his lunch and I ate every bite of my dessert -- and nearly licking the plate clean, we headed back to his store. "Hey, Butch," Chris said as he stepped up to us. "Bud from Tifton got here a few minutes ago. He's out back." "I should let you get back to work," I said. "Wait," Butch said. "Come on out back. You can play with Duke while I take care of Bud." I followed Butch out to the back of the store to the large greenhouse area. Butch told Bud he'd be right with him, and we walked through the greenhouse to the back yard. Beyond the greenhouse was a large fenced-in grassy area. A big yellow labrador retriever came running up to the fence gate. "Hey, boy!" Butch called out. "Hey, Duke. This is my friend, PJ. Say 'hi' to PJ." Butch opened the gate and Duke moved back so we could enter. I crouched down in front of Duke and held out my hand for him to sniff. Duke smelled my hand and I reached up and petted him. "I'll be right back, PJ," Butch said. He squeezed
I looked at Jen, who was crying hard from what Butch had said, just as I was. I stood up and she stood with me and held my hand."I didn't have the chance to know Grandma very well since we lived so far apart," I said. "But knowing that she was loved so much by all of you... well, that means a lot to me. To us."Jen spoke. "I just wanted to add that we thank all of you for being there for her."Jen and I sat down, wiping the tears from our eyes. After the minister finished, we followed the casket out of the church. Butch was one of the pall bearers. We rode in the procession to the cemetery for the burial, then returned to grandma's house. So many people came by, and a lot of them brought food. Butch found me standing alone, looking out the window at the back yard."Hey, PJ," he said quietly. "How are you doing?""I'm okay," I replied. "My dog would love this backyard.""What kind of dog do you have?""A miniature schnauzer. Rocky is his name.""Ah. I have a yellow lab. Duke.""Rocky'
I did meet Gordie for lunch on Monday. He picked me up and we grabbed a quick burger. We held hands in his truck as he drove me back to work. As we approached the Johnson Ag Supply building, Gordie turned off into an industrial complex and parked in front of an empty office building. "We still go
I awoke in the middle of the night and it took me a second to realize where I was until I heard Gordie snoring behind my head. I was laying on my right side and Gordie was spooned up against my back. They way were were positioned, the back of my head was under his chin and my neck was laying on his
Dinner was really good and after some initial nervousness, Gordie and I started talking more easily. He cleaned his plate and I still had a quarter of my steak left. I pushed my plate towards him and smiled. He blushed a little and stabbed my steak with his fork and put it on his plate and finished
Bart suddenly pushed me up against his truck and wrapped his hand around my throat. He leaned into my ear, "Listen here, you little bitch, I'm the one who decides when we're done. And I'm not through with you yet." "Please, Bart. You can get anyone you want. Please, just leave me alone." I was







