Cowboy Jock
I had spent my winter vacation days at my grandparents instead of the slopes with by dorm buds and football team buds. I flew to their ranch for a three-day stay and ended up staying 3 weeks, because both of them had pneumonia and needed my attention. I felt guilt leaving them. My parents were away on an extended business trip, and they needed family there at the ranch while they were recovering. By the end of the third week, they were doing much better and a day nurse was able to be arranged for by the hospital. I was at my horniest, though. After the nurse was locked in to the routine, I returned my rental car to the airport and booked the first plane back to the university. I still had Thursday through Sunday for my own time. My grandparents were very grateful and added $500 cash to my wallet for the visit and care. I felt better, even without the cash, but I longed for some one-on-one with a muscle jock. I was early to the gate after check-in, but the plane was going to be an hour late, delayed because of bad weather, and was late taking off from its previous location. I got a weight-lifting magazine and began to check the articles and pics of pecs. I noticed I was getting cruised. He was blond, short but at least 18. At 20, I knew the scene. I had been cruising and crotch-watchin' since junior high. I didn't stare back, but could see him in my peripheral vision. He was thick. Maybe a wrestler. Maybe a running back. I liked what I saw, and I took a slow walk to the smoking shack inset, for us Marlboro cowboys who started in grade school. He came on in and lit up, too. I could see his snake and balls jammed down his left leg, just as mine were down my right. So, I started a conversation. We talked 'til we boarded. After take-off we saw empty seats at the back, and spent the flight getting to know each other. His name was Jake and had graduated last year. He had played ball since junior high but wasn't going to college until the fall. But, he lived in my town on a horse ranch that his uncle owned. I wasn't interested in going to his ranch, but he was interested in checking out my room at the hotel that I was booking when we landed! I was too hot and hard to be shy. I undressed that muscle cowboy with my eyes and then my hands. His hands stroked by pecs, biceps and forearms until loading up his palm with my 11 inches. He licked my shaft with a thick coat of spit, and then I lined up my midnight missile with his hole. "Fuck my butt with that big cock!" he commanded. All night. After breakfast. After lunch. After an afternoon movie. After supper. Then we rested the following night--all night. When I come back from summer break, we're getting an apartment. He's going to my university in the fall. I'm workin' the ranch this summer, too!
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