Eddie's Cock: An Atrocity of Nature - Sex Stories

Eddie's Cock: An Atrocity of Nature

All I could think about is those tits on Yolanda, so I wasn't expecting to get much done. But, I went up to the stable anyway, crawled up to the loft where all the wiring boxes were in the loft, and proceeded to start tracking down the conduit that had been installed up in the rafters. It was going to take forever. The stable must have been built 100 years ago, long before anybody ever expected to be running phone cables! Suddenly, I heard the front stable door slide open, then closed again. Somebody was in the stable and I was about to call out, but instead just looked over the railing. I instantly knew it was that disgusting illiterate hillbilly Eddie just from those skinny arms and that greasy straggly hair. For some reason, I just kept quiet instead of announcing my presence. He thought he was alone, I didn't want to scare the shit out of him by yelling down. He was just standing there! What was he doing? He had his back to me, so I couldn't see his face, and fortunately he couldn't see me up in the loft either. Then, he reached down and pulled his shirt off, kicked off both of his work boots and I heard him undoing his belt. Wow, now I definitely wasn't saying anything! He had a tougher time with his underwear and then I realized he had on a jockstrap that was old and filthy. He finally wriggled out of it and threw on the floor. In no time he was standing in the filtered sunlight totally naked with his bony ass and back facing me and I suddenly realized he was jerking ...

... off! I almost laughed out loud! But, I did my best to keep quiet. I guess I wasn't the only one impressed by Yolanda's tits! All I could see was his ass jerking from behind, but wow, he was really going at it. I stood up there staring down for at least a couple of minutes and expected it to be over at any moment considering how intense he was getting. I was in a crouching position that was really awkward. Slowly I put one leg behind me, got my hands down on the floor and tried to get to a position where I could hang my head just slightly over the edge and watch when suddenly my foot hit one of the rafters behind me and made a distinct thumping noise. Shit! Now it would really look awful if he saw me up here, but instead he walked barefoot over to the stable door and looked through the crack. Sounds in the stable echoed so much maybe it wasn't obviously from above. I was as quiet as a mouse, and I could see him clearly from behind, looking through the crack of the door. A minute or two of silence passed, then he turned around and walked back toward where he had been standing. My heart rate must have doubled the instant he turned around. I almost went into shock. Even in the shadowy light I could see the collossal genitalia that swayed ponderously as he walked slowly across the floor. By the time he was standing with his back to me, I was trying everything I could do to avoid having my rapid breathing give me away. I only had a glimpse of it, but that was enough to send my brain ...