Date: Sun, 10 Dec 2017 15:24:17 -0600 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Julio and Jesus V Jesus and Julio V Going to Thomas' house was nerve racking for me. I hadn't been anywhere but the tubs to meet a man in so long I worried that going to his house I would completely embarrass myself. I should have known that there wasn't much I could do that would upset him after he told me that wearing the old stained jock strap I had picked off the floor would be good enough. When you have never been to a date's house what do you take as a gift? Massage oil, tacky. Lube, too forward? Wine? He seemed to be a beer or tequila type guy. A case or a bottle? Well? Since he has a horse I decide that a bag of apples and carrots would get us out of the house and maybe I would get to feel up the Stallion as a bonus, horse testicles had always fascinated me. I like driving around without many clothes, usually when I do I'm on my way to the tubs and only wearing a T-shirt. I love that they have under-cover parking so you can leave your clothes in the car if you want, usually I do, walking in wearing nothing but shoes and socks. Thomas had said the house was on a few acres and pretty secluded so the idea of the jock strap sounded fair, but just to be safe I did put on a two strapper with a photo of my dogs, one on front and the other on the back. I am not familiar with the part of the county where he lives so I gave myself extra time in case my phone GPS lead me astray. I only made one wrong turn and that didn't seem to make much difference to the GPS app as it lead me straight to the address with only one extra turn. When I pulled up to the gate crossing his drive I plugged in the code he had given me and the gate rose up to allow me in. It was the style of gate that he had tried to sell me the first day we met. I worried when pulling in whether it would drop on my truck but I cleared the opening before it started to drop and saw a house up the long, asphalt paved driveway, as I got closer I saw that it was at least four or five times the size of mine. The closer I got the more I saw, the barn he spoke of was twice the size of my cabin and shed put together, I could see what I assumed was a swimming pool with high dive and slide. Behind the house was a tennis court and basketball court. Thomas hadn't struck me as rich, he worked in jeans and dirty boots and drove an older model truck. I couldn't be at the wrong place, the code had worked. When I pulled up to the parking area I grabbed a pair of shorts from behind the seat, they were greasy and ripped but better than walking in on people I didn't know with my ass hanging out. I didn't know where to go so I called him. He told me to pull around the back of the barn and park beside his truck. He was standing there wearing only a jock strap so I stripped away the hastily put on outfit and got out and went straight into his arms. We hugged for a few minutes, kissed passionately and then he lead me into the barn to see his prize stallion. I've always had this thing that excites animals, most male dogs greet me with their dick starting to emerge, the only mule I've ever been around was two foot long by the time I climbed the fence around where he stayed, one of my exes has a mini horse farm and the males always are out and hanging by the time he is trying to show me the newest purchases and as a child going to the zoo it seems like half the animals got erections when I got close to the cages. Thomas hadn't opened the stall where the stallion lived but the horse must have caught a whiff of whatever scent I give off and was trying to push his way out, his cock was hanging all the way down and getting hard. "That's the first time I've ever seen him like that. Are you sure you don't want to let him fuck you? Alexander seems like he wants to make you his." I hoped he was kidding me, there was no way in Hell I would let a dick like that anywhere near my asshole. "Maybe after I see him mount you a few times." "You could just say no. I'd never let that thing near me either." He pulled himself closer with an arm around my shoulders. Alexander was a beautiful horse, chestnut colored with a white star on his forehead and four white leggings. If I was ever to own a horse, a quarter horse like Alexander would be my choice, although I I would probably have a gelding or a mare. I refused to enter the stall, I wasn't risking the horse getting too close, that dick looked lethal. There were a few other horses in the barn, Thomas explained that they belonged to the couple that owns the property, one of them was a black stallion without a spot of any other color that he told me had been put out to stud recently without success, the four mares he had been supposed to mount rejected him or he rejected them, Thomas wasn't certain. He did know that the stallion hadn't mounted any of them, but as we walked up he was already hard and prancing around his stall like he was king of the world. "I think they have a gay horse. He looks like he wants me as bad as your stallion. I wish the couple was here to see this, they would be so mad they spent so much money on him." "If they want, I can come around and they can do the artificial method, if I get to watch you jack him off. You know that good horse sperm can sell for thousands." "How do you know that?" He looked at me suspiciously. "My grandfather used to sell stud seed from thoroughbreds. I had to give them hand jobs to get them ready to be milked." "I thought you told me you were a city boy?" "I moved into the city to live with my mother when I was seven or eight, up until then I had lived on the horse farm." It seemed I was always telling Thomas about myself without learning much about him. Over dinner that was going to change. "Where do you live?" "Upstairs in the hay loft. When this place was built they intended to have a trainer so they built a small apartment on the second level. They never got going well enough to hire a trainer, so about five years ago when I was installing the gate when I told them about looking for an isolated place to live around here they made me an offer to live up there and care for things when they were gone which is more than half the time. It feels like the entire place is mine." "You can you use the pool and courts?' "They let me use anything I want, even the sauna in the house and the pool room if I want, the only restriction is that I am supposed to stay away if they are having guests. I don't go in the house more than twice a year but if I want I can." "What's first, a roll in the hay or swimming?" I had heard that expression so often but this was as close to having it come true that I had ever been. "If you want a roll in the hay let's get some blankets, believe me hay and straw scratch." I had my hand in his jock strap and was get his dick hard rapidly. If we were going to swim first I would be bent over the side of the pool before long. "Hell, Thomas, before anything else I want to spend some time fucking." I was pretty obvious and doubted he would be surprised. "You mean you want my tongue in your ass." He laughed as he said it, I would have blushed to hear anyone say that ten year earlier now with Thomas I acknowledged that that was exactly what I meant. I turned and slapped my butt so he knew he was right. "How about a deal? I eat your ass out for an hour and you let my stallion have your ass." "I hate to turn down an offer of having you eat my ass for an hour but I still am not going to let a horse fuck me." I was starting to get angry with Thomas. Why was he pushing this so hard? "First one undressed is the first one to get his ass eaten." Neither of us had anything other than a jock strap so there was only the trick of getting it over your feet, I had learned that I could jump out of the jock if I got it down far enough. "Hey what was that?" "A man desperate to have your tongue poking him." I was looking for a comfortable place to kneel or lay when he grab me by the butt and pushed me to the ladder beside the stallion's stall. "I didn't mean I was going to eat your ass with you hanging three feet above me, climb and we'll go to my bed. But you could spread your butt so I can have a look at that beautiful hole for a minute or so." He said that he didn't mean he was going to go for my asshole while I was on the ladder but the minute he took looking at my hole changed his mind and he was licking and prodding me standing there on one leg. I climbed up the rest of the way with him poking his head between my cheeks and trying to get his tongue at my hole each rung we climbed. "It's locked." Why lock an apartment hidden above five horses and hundreds of bales of straw.? "Spread your legs and I'll teach your how to open the door." "All that is going to open is me." "Damn, right I want you open, now spread your legs." He sounded like he was getting ready to do something that might hurt if I didn't do as told. I put my hands on the door, stepped as wide as I can and pushed my butt back. If he wanted to fuck me right there I would be as happy as going into his bed. But he was good to his word, he gave my asshole a little attention and pressed something on the floor, the door opened almost dropping me inside. He had been almost OCD neat when he was at the cabin so I wasn't surprised to see that in the small apartment there was not a single item out of place or in a place that indicated that it had been used recently. There was nothing but two coasters on the coffee table, a Keurig on the kitchen counter and as we walked into the bedroom the only thing looking out of place was a tube of lube on the night stand. Thomas put our jockstraps on two hooks beside the mirror overlooking the bed. Gently he gathered me to him and with our arms hard around each other melted our mouths together. It didn't matter that his tongue had been poking my ass, I sucked it into my mouth and let him suck mine back. I couldn't keep up with where his hands were, I know they pinched my nibs, rubbed my stomach and butt, one hands massaged my neck and shoulders, with all that was happening I didn't want anything other than to fall on the bed on my back and lift my legs for Thomas. He could lick me or he could go straight to the joy of fucking, I wanted to be connected to him more than just mouth to mouth, although I was loving that. "Dinner is almost ready so this will be a quickie; but that is alright, I want to start opening you up slowly. Tonight we are going to fuck so much your ass will be dripping cum all week." Thomas had laid me on the bed and knelt between my legs, I doubted I would be dripping cum when I left with the wonderful way he ate my ass.. "Up or Down?" At first I thought he was asking if I wanted to top or bottom then I understood he wanted to know if I wanted to stay on my back or flip over on my hands and knees. "Just like this, I've been loving your mouth," he must have been rubbing lube on his dick as I was talking because it didn't hurt at all as he plunged all the way in my ass with no warning. He was magnificent, I seemed to feel every bump and gathering of skin on his dick as he slowly plowed in and out of me. More than anything I wanted to reach under me and play with his balls but they were smacking my ass and I didn't want to interfere with his love making. Instead I massaged his pecs rubbing a finger over his nibs and down to his belly button. Normally I like the guy fucking me to stop in about five to eight minutes but I loved everything Thomas was doing to me and I didn't care if he stopped, let dinner burn if that was the trade-off. I hadn't been paying attention to my own dick and when Thomas started fucking furiously I shot ropes of cum on his chest and mine nearly hitting me in the mouth. I've been told that my ass starts spasming like I would never believe when I shoot a big load, Thomas must have felt it because he screamed out that he was filling my ass with his cum. He didn't need to announce it, I could feel his dick jerking and shooting. I'm sure you have heard of people supposedly hearing church bells and seeing stars when they kiss the person that they think they are going to love for the rest of their lives. We had fucked and kissed before, but at that moment all I could think of was that Thomas had forecast exactly how I would feel when he brought me home. He said something about getting up and finishing our dinner but all I wanted was to stay in his arms with his dick inside me. Finally he won, while he walked to the kitchen I found the bathroom, warmed a hand towel and went to the kitchen to clean my man's cock (see that, I am falling), any time I had this happen before I been the recipient of the cleaning and took it as submissiveness but this was done out of love and care. We talked over dinner like we had known each other for months rather than weeks. I finally was able to get him to talk about himself more than just superficially. He had attended a few years of college studying sociology but between the third and fourth year had decided that he really preferred working with his hands. That had caused a rift between his parents and him so he was on his own after that. He saw them once or twice a year on holidays, visiting their house for less than two hours at a time. He really didn't miss them as his mother had been and still was an alcoholic and his father a workaholic, growing up he had been on his own most of the time so it hadn't been that different for the last nine years. He had never wanted to have a lover, wife or husband because of the way his parents lived but since he had met me he was reconsidering that. Not that he was ready to propose marriage but he was thinking about asking what the next step in out relationship might be. I had to tell him that I hadn't been thinking about a relationship, I had my dogs and I had just taken on the slave boys. With having said that I admitted that I hadn't felt the way I felt with him for many years. Before we settled on anything I wanted to get to know him and I wanted him to get to know the way I'd been living. He admitted that I should probably know that his crew was right in that he had screwed his way through the county, it hadn't mattered to him whether it was male or female, married or single. Dogs and horses hadn't been part of the equation but he didn't know why dogs couldn't be after the way things had gone at my place. He was happy that I wasn't wanting to have the horse fuck me, that might just be too much for him to follow. The night we had gone out to dinner there had been 3 men in the restaurant that he had fucked out with their wives or girlfriends one of which had given him a blow job in the men's room at the local WalMart he hoped they didn't speak to him so we wouldn't have this conversation in public. When he got home that night he tried calculating the number of people he had fucked, nothing more (no blow jobs or pussies eaten) over the nine years he had been living on his own, he thought it had to be close to 1600. I told him it was probably closer to two hundred for me, I almost felt virginal. There had been a couple years of monogamy and a couple of abstinence with the last seven being twice a month orgies, with months of only dog sex. When I told him that I had had more sex since a week before meeting him than I had in months he seemed shocked but also pleased? I helped him clean up after our roast and potatoes. He had not left much in the kitchen while we ate, another sign of OCD? Once the kitchen and the table were scrubbed he took me by the hand and we went back to the bedroom. It wasn't a repetition of the earlier lovemaking, he did what he knew I had been wanting since I drove up in the jock strap I lay on my stomach, he worked his tongue around and into my ass, I hadn't released his cum so I'm sure he lapped up some of himself but he had never minded cum in my ass before so why would he now? We were there at least forty-five minutes before he pulled me high enough to line up his cock and entered me. The sigh I expelled was so loud and pleased that if anyone had been within a mile they would have wondered what was happening. I didn't wonder, I knew Thomas was claiming me, that was wonderful but he would learn that even though he had claimed me as his own I would be doing the same to him before the night was over. He made love to me for at least as long as he had worshiped my asshole. I am glad that I can do more than tolerate that kind of loving. I didn't give him a return load of cum, I held back purposely so that when I claimed his ass as mine he would feel me flooding him, I intended to give him cum and piss the next time I was in him. After we relaxed and talked some more he lead me over to the swimming pool. "Thomas, if I get in the pool I will be trailing your cum throughout the length of it." "Just stay here." He had me sit on at a picnic table. Two minutes later I saw Pete running across the tennis court headed in my direction. What was he doing here, Thomas had said he was the guard dog at the office and stock yard. He recognized me and was lapping at me everywhere he could reach. I think he even knock me back a little so he could get at Thomas's cum. Thomas came back carrying a heavy towel and a tube of lube. "Do you want these?" "You know I do. Help me get set." It only took a few moments, he knew how to apply the lube without making a mess, the towel was over my back and Pete jumped up to hump me. I couldn't have told you how he fucked me the last time but that night he entered with the red bone guiding the way. He swelled after feeling my warmth for just a bit and then his knot was pushing through my asshole being worked in and out regularly. Having had Thomas use me for long stretches twice before getting Pete near me was great since my hole was warmed and ready for the big stretch that Pete plowed in and of me. I was loving every minute of Pete shooting precum and cum and when he turned I nearly shot my own load. From then on he shot a heavier load of cum and I felt like I was being flooded with molten lava, he did not stay locked for long but the sensations were reignited as Thomas eagerly began lapping up his cum helping me to close back up except for the opening he left for his tongue pressing in and out putting me over the edge. I had shot many loads of cum in Thomas, mouth and ass, he had taken two loads of dog cum which had surprised me to no end but when he ate a load of dog cum out of my ass and worked my ass with his talented tongue for a long stretch of time I built up a need inside that I hadn't had satisfied in years. Almost every time the need had been satisfied I had thought there was a romantic quality to the sex, knowing there was that on both of our parts allowed me to enjoy what Thomas was doing to the point where I had an orgasm that like I implied I'd only had a few times. From the build up I could feel a tingling that I thought was centered by the liver, it traveled across to the extreme other side of my body then bounced back and forth rapidly until it exploded with heat and vibrations that if they had been in my head would have preceded an epileptic fit, but in the center of my body could only be claimed to be an orgasm. I've tried talking about them to a few people that should know about the body but all they can say is that it sounds like get fucked is tearing loose the feces in my intestines and I'm getting some kind of odd feeling. They don't believe a man can have an orgasm internally. Well fuck them, I believe that is what happens to me and until I hear a better explanation I will accept the idea that my body is telling me it is in extreme pleasure. Thomas was the first partner I'd ever had that felt the vibrations without me having to say anything, he asked me what had happened when he was done eating the cum from my asshole. After the orgasm I was useless for another twenty minutes, I had dropped to my stomach and lay there breathing hard hoping to get my breath back before Thomas was ready to move on to the next act. "Does that happen to you very often?' "No, I can count on one hand the number of times it has happened. It is such an intense feeling I am not even certain that it is worth having. I know it only happens with great sex but there are times like talking about it that I wish it didn't happen and I only had good sex like everyone else." "Pete? " "No, no. it didn't start until you touched your tongue to me after Pete had walked away. I never have had it happened to me with just one of anything and never with even a couple dogs. Maybe it was building up through you making love to me twice and Pete fucking me once. I'd like to believe it was just you." "I would, too. Are you staying with me tonight?" "Only if you're giving me your ass at least twice tonight." "I'm ready if you are." He had worked his hand underneath me and was gently needling my dick back to life. "Let's go to your bedroom. You may want to be comfortable for what is going to happen the rest of the night." ""Promises." "I always live up to my promises, especially when they're sexual. Help me up and we'll see if that hard ass of yours is up to me." Fucking him twice was no problem. In fact neither of us slept, I fucked him three times. Giving him a piss enema the last time. Thomas returned the favor, he fucked me two more times and gave me a little enema and a couple drinks of piss throughout the night. I was on the commode releasing the piss from my ass when I heard his phone ringing. "The owners are coming back this morning. Do you feel like meeting them? You will be the first person I have introduced to them since I moved in the barn. I would like you to meet them, but more importantly I think I want them to meet you." "You are treating this like I'm meeting the parents." "They are the closest people to me. So in a way it is like that. Maybe they will slow me down or tell me you are the wrong guy for me but I am so confused that I would appreciate any feedback from anyone on what I'm doing." "Thomas, what you are doing is starting out on a dating relationship. We can take it as slow as you need. Wow, that is backwards, last night it was me trying to slow this down. This really is confusing isn't it?" If we were lesbians one of us would have the U-haul backed up to the door by now, I like to believe I am more sensible than that and I think Thomas is, too. "Don't you need to get Pete back to his job?" "No, Pete has been replaced for the summer. He is going to stay here with me until we go back to single shifts, when we are working three shifts it takes too much to keep track of him and there always seems to be at least one person on each shift that he doesn't like. He'll be better off staying here even though he is not crazy about the horses and I'll need to house him in a shed down on the other end of the property." "You like Pete don't you?" "I've always liked him. I first met him taking in equipment late one night, I was the only one that he would allow on the property. Since then he has been allowed to go out with me a few times but always has had a curfew. I don't know how he is going to do away from the yard full time." Thomas was rubbing the dog on his side and head, I thought he was going to let his head droop over Thomas' leg until he heard the car coming up the driveway. "Don't you think we should put some clothes on before they get here." "Don't worry about it, the jock strap will be enough. Connie will look at your front and Brad will be staring at your ass. They might both be a bit tongue tied." "You really think that much of me, Thomas? I've never had anyone say things like you do." "I think you are almost perfect. If I had known you for a year I'd ask you to marry me." I didn't know what to think, Thomas and I had been having sex for about a month, he made love to me twice and I had the telling response once and he was talking about marriage as if it was a set star in our future. I really didn't think much of that kind of talk, I had chosen to live my life without people, well that was the past, maybe I did need to have some one in my life. Perhaps I should have known that when I had taken the boys on as my slaves (they will never really be my slaves, at least not in a traditional S/M way. I will dominate them but I really won't discipline them much other than with dog sex when I think they really need it, as I think about it I may get out a slapper or paddle I keep boxed up in the attic. "Wait, almost perfect? What's wrong with me?" He smirked and laughed. Nothing I did got him to answer me. I was still trying to get an answer when Brad and Connie drove up in an older MG probably a '55 or '56 that looked to have been completely restored. That is the car I had wanted when I was a teenager. It was even the red with convertible top that I had thought was the ultimate look. They both had their tops off by the time they closed their respective door. I would normally have checked out the man first but Connie was stunning, with a model's face, a set of boobs that must have been 38DD and an ass that most women would have given everything they owned to flash around town at any available men. She was taking off the mini-skirt that seemed like it should be part of a tennis outfit, all of this before saying hello. I looked over at the man. Shit, it was Henry Tobias. He was still looking as good as he did the first time we fucked in the tubs twelve years earlier. His hair was a little thinner his chest a little bigger and his balls hanging a little lower but he was still as good looking as ever. He didn't give his wife a chance to be introduced before he rushed around the car and grabbed my butt. "I would never have expected to see you in my yard. Did you come to see me?" I looked over at Thomas, Henry hadn't let go of my butt and I didn't want to offend the people that Thomas was staying with but it was getting uncomfortable having Henry holding me that way in front of him, his index finger was on my asshole and if either of us moved would be in me.. "Henry, this is my boyfriend. Mind unhanding him?" "Thomas, you know how Henry is he wants what he can't have. I don't mind if you fuck with my husband but please if you fuck him do it hard so he knows how I feel when he's in a mood. "But if you would rather fuck me bring lots of lube with you, that cock looks thick and powerful.?" "Don't mind my wife, she's upset that I seduced the masseur that she thought her naked body would get her. If she had known that he only had about four inches of hard dick she would have laughed at me the whole time I had him in the training room. But you and I know that dick size doesn't equate with the quality of ass, right." "Right, but this one has both." Thomas had put a hand on my shoulder and moved me back out of Henry's reach. "So does Thomas. " I didn't like being talked about as if I were a piece of meat or not in the area. Really I no longer liked Henry, we had a dispute over who had given the other a case of crabs. I still know I didn't have them the night we fucked like teenagers, we had been together about five or six weeks at that point and still went at it like crazy kids. "I know you both have top quality goods. I hope you are being careful. He pulled two small suitcases from the trunk and went towards the house. "That didn't go very well." "Thomas, Henry and I had a fling at least fifteen years ago. He brought home a case of crabs and instead of admitting it blames me. Don't expect a recommendation from him. He will be biased and fairly negative about my honesty and habits." "Well, what did you think of Connie?" "The way I feel about Henry I can't think much about anyone that is married to him. She did have a nice rack, though. You've sucked on them?" "Sure, every few weeks she'll come over after I get home to get her pussy eaten and ass fucked. She likes that almost as much as you." "And what does she do for you?" "You really want to k now?" "I think so." "She licks and sucks my toes." "That's all?" "I do get to fuck her ass and play with the big mamas." "We could go to your apartment and you can fuck my ass and play with my big Daddy." "Or you could fuck me until one of us needs to leave. Or suck on my toes." "The other day when you were chewing on mine I thought your fetish ran that way, but it goes both ways?" I think I embarrassed him but he admitted to love sucking toes and licking feet more than getting done but that both were exciting. "Does that mean if I told you to suck my toes you would get down on the gravel and suck them even if Henry and Connie were to come back to the car to get the rest of what's in the trunk "Or if I bent over the door of the hot little MG you would eat my ass so they could watch?" "Are you asking if I am an exhibitionist? Not really, but I do enjoy having Connie see me in compromising positions. It makes it that much better the next time she takes my toes in her mouth, I always wait for her to do that before I fuck her ass." "This is going to sound naive, but do you enjoy licking pussy as much as you enjoy eating ass?" "If I had to choose between her pussy and your ass? You'd win everyday." "I hope you're ready to get Pete's cum, I sure am ready for your tongue to be in me for an hour or so." "Lead the way." "You just want to watch my asshole while I climb that ladder." "Watch? Hell, I am ready to get my tongue in there right now if you want to turn around." I kissed him and grabbing his hand pulled him to the barn. It felt good to act like a twenty year old. He maneuvered me into a dozen positions but never let his tongue leave the shit slit he was so eager to lick and poke. I begged for him to fuck me so many time I went hoarse. When he finally placed his dick head against my asshole I didn't wait for him to push, I grabbed him with my asshole and pulled him in. "Keep that up and I'm never letting you out of bed." He had only fucked me for a few minutes when once more I felt the orgasm building inside. I pushed back at his dick as hard as he pumped into me. He took all my toes in his mouth again and again and pinched at my nibs. I wanted his mouth on mine and pulled at his head until he gave in and dove down to separate my lips with his tongue and push almost to my throat before sucking my tongue back into his mouth. Moments later his tongue was washing out my armpits and the orgasm hit me. With twice the power of the one the previous day, I was fucked unconscious and hanging limp on Thomas's dick. I was only out for a minute, Thomas had started to withdraw but I pulled him back begging him to not stopped. My body had never felt that wonderful, not being dog fucked, climaxing three time in a row in an ass or anything I had ever done with another man. This is what sex is supposed to be like, I hoped Thomas felt as wonderful as I did, I thought it must be sex with love that so excited me. "Would you like me to piss in your ass before I pull out?" Thomas was starting to get the idea of the things I liked. "Yes, please." We had come to the bed with the idea that we would be fucking each over and over but with his dick still in me and the flow of piss starting to warm me the only thing I could think of happening next was for Thomas to suck my cock. "You had another of those internal orgasms, didn't you?" "Yes, now make me have an external one. Suck my dick." Thomas was much more anal than oral but he was a good enough cock sucker to get me off in a few minutes. I needed to get to the bathroom but he wouldn't let me leave the bed until I finally shot a squirt of his piss on his leg. When I returned to the bed Thomas was scooping the piss off his leg and putting it in his mouth. "Taste good?" "My piss and your ass? Sure does, want some?" He held out two finger to me, if he could do it I could , too. I wasn't as crazy about the taste of my ass but I wasn't going to complain while I watched him clean what was left off his leg. "Thomas, when you said you wanted to make love to me that is what you meant, isn't it?" "I hadn't intended the cock sucking but other wise, yes." He looked happy so I didn't push it any further. Some day he will be regularly sucking my dick without me having to ask just like he goes for my ass. "I am going to have to go home soon, I didn't arrange for anyone to feed the dogs and it is hours past their meal time. I really don't want to leave. You are completely unfair holding me in your arms this way." "What's the good of having slave boys if you can't rely on them to take care of the dogs?" "Jesus and Julio haven't returned yet and Jorge is so scared of them that he won't go near them unless I'm around." I had expected to leave sometime in the morning so I hadn't left them extra food like I do when I head to town for the tubs. I was not happy about it but I wasn't going to let them suffer because I was being fucked wonderfully. "I could come with you. If you'd like I'll stop for a couple pizzas and salad. By the time I get there you should have fed the dogs and put plates on the table.' "You want to eat Pizza at the table not in front of the TV watching a movie? What is wrong with you?" "I'm still learning about you and want to talk." "If you come over you are going to continue telling me about you or we are going to be quiet, cuddle and watch a movie." "Salad at the table?" "Compromise granted." Thomas must have been pleased, he pulled me back down as I tried getting up out of the bed. For another ten minutes he licked at my ass, only occasionally poking his tongue through my assring, he does what I like and I think I am going to try to make this work. "I could stand a drink before you leave." It won't be long before he is as piss crazy as me.