Bustin A Nut In The Boondocks



Rick's big, hard cock kept getting in the way as he dressed to go to work. 
If he wasn't already running late he would have whacked one out.


It had only been three weeks since he started working on the mine and 
already he was starting to go out of his mind with horniness. All the 
women on the mine were spoken for and if he so much as started talking 
to one of them in the club the husband would move in and wrap a 
possessive arm around his wife. 


He needed to do something, and soon; but what the hell was he to do. 
It was three hours back to the city and he hadn't been paid yet and 
didn't have enough money for gas. The nearest town was an hour away 
and it was a dead loss; there were less people living there than on 
the mine. The money had tempted him out of the city and into the 
boondocks, but he was beginning to regret that decision.


When he had come up from underground at the end of his shift and had his 
shower as usual that day he had found himself checking out some of the 
smooth, pale man butts on display. He quickly dried himself off and fled 
the shower room. There was no place for any misunderstanding in a macho 
man working environment such as the one he was in. Although he was crazy 
about pussy Rick was no stranger to the vice like grip and intense 
warmth and pleasure of a man's ass, but he figured none of these yokels 
need know his secret. 


Rick had been asked to go up to the admin offices to fill in some form 
or other. When he got there he took one look at the guy he had to deal 
with and the secret side of him kicked into life. His radar was on full 
alert. The mine they worked for might be a macho man environment, but 
Rick knew that the very pleasant guy who handed him the form and told 
him where to sign was of a world apart. Rick could see the hunger in 
his eyes as he mentally undressed him. Rick knew that he was considered 
handsome with his straight nose, shapely lips and deep blue eyes and 
blonde hair. He knew too that the faded jeans he wore were a little 
snug, outlining his rock hard ass.


When he was younger Rick and his then girlfriend had hung out in gay 
clubs because they liked the music and atmosphere. What she didn't know 
was that once or twice a week Rick would sneak back on his own and 
let the guys in the backroom blow him or impale themselves on his 
fleshy cock. He'd had a voracious sexual appetite back then which 
fortunately had calmed down somewhat. It had been about a year and 
a half since he had last had sex with a guy, but right now he was 
looking at a pretty, dark eyed dude of about twenty two who could 
be just what he needed.


'I haven't seen you at the club before.' Rick said.

'I'm not really keen on going to the club.' the sexy guy replied.

'What's your name?' Rick asked.

'Brandon.' He replied. He looked a little started, as if amazed that 
anyone could take any sort of interest in him.

'You know what, Brandon?' Rick said 'I've got a nice bottle of wine 
that my boss gave me when I left my old job. Why don't you come round 
to my house tonight and help me drink it.'

'Are you serious?' Brandon asked. He could not believe that this 
seriously sexy guy was inviting him round for a drink. None of the 
other guys would have the balls to be alone in his company. 

'Absolutely; I might even fix you a meal.' Rick said before flashing 
him a smile that displayed his dazzling white teeth.


Rick could tell that Brandon was putty in his hands. A look of 
sheer lust oozed out of the younger dude's dark, sexy eyes. Brandon's 
pretty red lips were just meant for giving blowjobs, Rick decided, 
and he was determined to get one off him. He hurried home and started 
fixing a meal but could hardly concentrate because he was so horny. 
At twenty six his dick still would sometimes rise of its own accord 
and it kept stretching across his left thigh as he thought about 
sexy Brandon and his cute little bubble butt all trussed up in his 
tight working pants. He could almost feel the heat of Brandon's ass, 
just thinking about it. A little spit would let his finger glide 
up into the fiery depths.


Rick could feel the ooze of excitement escape out of his slit. He 
reached down and smeared his precum around his fat, flared mushroom cap. 
Damn, did it feel good! If he didn't have Brandon coming round soon 
he would have whipped it out and pumped out a massive load of thick 
cream. He forced himself to get the meal ready. Then he went and had 
a shave and a shower. After he had dried himself off, on impulse he 
reached for his wanking lube and eased a dollop up his tight bung hole. 
He had never been penetrated before but he was so damn horny he didn't 
know what might happen. 


His lubed up ass felt really good as he walked to the door to let 
Brandon in. Rick was wearing a pair of old shorts that nicely showed 
off his shapely legs that were covered in thick blondish brown fur. 
He noticed Brandon's eyes widen as they took in his bare feet, hairy 
legs and big balled bulge in the fraying shorts. Brandon was dressed 
in a pair of loosed fitting trousers that hid his beautiful bubble 
butt; he had done his hair differently and was wearing a scent that 
Rick found attractive and he almost threw a wide-on right there 
on the door step.


'Come in, come in.' he told his guest.

Brandon seemed a little ill at ease and Rick figured it couldn't be 
easy being a gay guy working in a place like this. He wanted to put 
him at ease and gave him a little pat on the ass. Brandon could not 
believe that. Thing were just getting better and better. After 
accepting Rick's invitation he had started fretting: Rick was new, 
he was just being friendly, Brandon told himself. When he found 
out that Brandon was gay he would be as horrible as the rest of 
the guys. But that was before Rick had patted him on the ass. 
He didn't know any straight guys around here that did that.


They sat and chatted for a while, trying to suss each other out. 
Then Rick said it was time to eat. He got the food and the wine 
and Brandon was impressed.


'Wow, I don't know many straight guys that can cook like this.' he fished.

'That's because I'm only ninety five percent straight.' Rick replied.


Brandon's face flushed beet red. He wasn't embarrassed, just overcome 
with desire. This hunky, husky blonde stud was laying his cards on the 
table and Rick wanted what he was offering. But it had been a long 
time since he had had anything this good so he didn't want to rush it.


The two young studs went back to talking about ordinary, every day 
things but both of them were distracted. They wanted each other so 
badly that lust made their mouths dry and caused their hearts to 
thump in their chests. The wine bottle was empty now.


'Do you want some more wine?' Rick asked.

'Maybe later.' Brandon croaked.

Rick came over to Brandon and knelt on the floor between his legs.

'Look buddy, I have to be honest with you,' he said. 'I can't offer 
you more than a fuck but right now I'm so desperately horny 
I just need you so bad.'


In response Brandon cupped his hands around Rick's face and pulled 
him into a kiss. As their lips met their cocks lurched in their 
underpants and soon both were raging hard. Their hands tore at each 
other's clothing, desperate to reach the throbbing tool at the centre 
of their desire. Brandon's hands slid up the side of Rick's shorts 
and under his underpants. They slid over his big, furry balls and 
grabbed hold of his fat circumcized cock. He broke off the kiss and 
gasped. This was the fattest dick he had ever held in his hands. 


Rick got to his feet and started tugging at Brandon's fly. He got it 
unzipped and yanked his pants and underpants off. He found himself 
looking down at a very hard, very thin cock that was quite the 
prettiest he had ever seen. He reached down and squeezed that bean 
pole of a cock between thumb and forefinger and watched a sticky 
drop of precum ooze out of the slit. Brandon had a very silky 
foreskin that retracted all the way on the down stroke and fully 
covered his spear like pink head on the up stroke. Rick had always 
told himself that if ever he found the right cock he might try 
seeing what guys got out of being speared. It looked to him 
like maybe, just maybe, this was the right cock.


Brandon quickly stripped off his shirt and Rick did the same. 
They were now skin to skin as they rubbed their bodies against 
each other. The feel of that thick, hard cock sliding over his 
own cock and balls was driving Brandon crazy. Brandon's hands 
slid up and down Rick's broad, smooth back and onto his firm ass. 
He couldn't wait to have this hunky stud with his big flared 
cock deep inside him.


'Fuck me, please.' he whispered in Rick's ear.

Rick threw Brandon's legs up in the air and found himself looking 
at a very pretty little pink rosebud with a few wisps of dark hair 
swirling around the edges. He wanted that hole so bad that he did 
something he had never done before. He buried his face in Brandon's 
crack and started eating him out, driving the young stud crazy 
with desire. Rick's desire grew ever more intense as his tongue 
teased Brandon's ring and he inhaled the scent of his marble 
sized balls. He licked up onto his little balls and back down 
to his asshole before licking his finger and sinking it into 
the furnace of his ass.


'There's some lube in my pocket.' Brandon told him.

Rick quickly fished the lube out of Brandon's pants and started 
working it into his tight ass. His finger felt as sensitive as 
a cock as it repeatedly plunged into the moist warmth of Brandon's 
ass. Rick's cock strained up against his belly, desperate for 
action. He reached down now and smeared some lube around the big 
mushroom cap and then took aim. Brandon held his legs apart as 
Rick's wrist thick cock started the slow slide into his guts. 
It felt really uncomfortable and first and he begged Rick to 
take it out. But as soon as Rick obeyed Brandon felt the loss 
and begged him to slip it back in again. Over and over Rick 
pushed it in and pulled it back out until Brandon's ass relaxed 
completely and allowed Rick to slide his monster cock all the way home.


Rick was already half way to paradise by this stage; all that 
sliding in and out of Brandon's slick ring was as good as any 
deep fucking. Brandon could tell that this was not going to be an 
all-nighter. He grabbed hold of Rick's firm ass as the older stud 
began to thrust into him. Something deep in him had come alive and 
was sending pleasure waves to every single part of his body. 
He no longer knew where his asshole ended and the rest of him began. 
It felt as if Rick's big thick cock was fucking all of him, rubbing 
his nerves raw. 


Brandon could hear Rick's breathing change. He knew that the hot 
stud was as sex starved as he was and pleased that his ass had managed 
to get him to lose control so quickly. Brandon's own cock was fully hard 
now and was crushed between the two of them as Rick fucked. Brandon 
was real close and each thrust that Rick took into his ass seemed to 
travel through his ass and into his balls and cock. His belly was wet 
with his own excitement juice. And now Rick started groaning; that 
horny sound filled the room and turned Brandon on even more than he 
had been before.


Rick started thrusting like crazy now, pulling his fat hog all the 
way out before slamming it back in again. Brandon's moans matched 
those of Rick as the sweaty pair entered the home stretch. Suddenly 
Brandon's cock twitched and blasted off a surprisingly massive 
load of cream. He saw stars as his little balls sprayed sticky 
juice up between their bellies. As soon as Rick felt this warmth 
and heard Brandon's orgasmic cry his own balls exploded, pumping 
out a huge load of scalding jizz deep into Brandon's happy ass.


They slowly came down from their fuck high and then opened a 
second bottle of wine and got to know each other a little better.
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