1. Rural Boys


    Date: 11/20/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: iamyourforever, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    As late spring began to settle in, life was good. At age 38 I had finally managed to get all my ducks sufficiently lined up to a point where I was able to earn a better than decent living in my chosen field of publishing by working from my home, primarily proof reading and editing newly authored works that were pending publication and release by my employer. I had always been an avid reader so this gig fit me to a tee, and the added bonus of not having to run the daily grind of reporting to an office building somewhere was the proverbial frosting on the cake. I truly loved the independence of working at home and at my own pace, the only real requirement imposed upon me being the satisfactory and timely completion of a predetermined amount of editing each month. While my professional life was pretty much perfect, the same sadly could not be said of my personal life, although to the casual observer I suppose even that side of my life would look fairly idyllic as well. I indeed enjoyed a pleasant and active enough social life, with a number of diverse friends and beer buds, and even the occasional fuck-buddy. While all this was pleasant enough, what was sorely lacking to make it as perfect as the professional side of my life was my continuing and unfulfilled lust for young teen boys, sexually speaking. In my own teen years I had happily discovered the joys of sexual encounters with some willing peers of the time, and while it was true enough that as I matured I had also ...
    entered into sexual liaisons with adult men, it had never quite met the level of my earlier life experiences, and while a very real fear of the possible legal consequences had deterred me from acting on my constant desire to instigate sexual contacts with young boys, that fear did nothing to quell my serious desire to once again partake of the unique and so very special event of having a hard and oozing teen cock in my hands, and mouth. I was, I suppose, a closeted boy-lover, and while I had thus far managed to control those urges I frequently availed myself of any opportunity to observe my secret prey from a safe distance, a pastime that I enjoyed immensely which in turn provided a lot of masturbatory fodder, and I do mean a lot. In any event, I really should have intuited that life was going too smoothly of late to not have some ringer tossed in at some point, and sure enough that's exactly what happened when I received a call out of the blue from an old buddy I had kind of lost touch with when he had inherited some sort of f****y compound way out in the sticks somewhere where he was now engaged in running some sort of dog kennel operation on the property. The gist of his call was that some sort of f****y emergency had occurred that would require his being away from his home and business for a few weeks, and that while the dog business was completely handled by hired staff during the daytime, someone was required to be present on site during overnight hours and weekends in the ...
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