Date: Fri, 15 Jun 2012 05:33:45 -0400 (EDT)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: The guy that was Badger

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The Guy that was Badger,

Just being with Badger was twofold. I know I have written endlessly about
him and our wonderful times we both enjoyed in his allotment shed and since
his  passing I do miss him terribly.  But he knew he was going and told me
never  to mourn him but just to remember him by the gloriously happy and
joyful  thrilling times we shared in our own private world.

And do you know? He never ever took me for granted, in truth sometimes I
wish he had because like the times I felt I wanted some mastering by this
wonderfully virile and active older man, but hey! I should be grateful for all
 those compatible bonds we did have.

I guess the nearest thing that came into the `masterful' bracket was when
at times he was in that mood when he wanted to just have me leaning steeply
over  his lap and loved to slap my buttocks, commenting on the wonderful
way they  responded to each slap and how he adored seeing them redden to a
plum colour. It  was really lovely being ass for him that way and for every
way, for the fucking  afterwards, feeling him pound against my numb buttocks
always gave me that  feeling of being wanted, and that I was giving Badger the
thrill and happiness  he deserved, the way he pampered me before after the
spanking, his genteel  fingers running between my thighs and between my
freshly spanked cheeks with a  smearing of cream lubrication which he said made
me smell so divine that he  would forever want to fuck the ass off of me.

I could never get enough of that either, with my cock swollen and implanted
 between his thighs as I bent over them was delicious, and the feel of his
fingers exploring every crook and cranny like he always wanted to do prior
to  that wonderfully gratifying deep fuck I looked forward to when he had
done with  all the foreplay - which went along with quite happily, just being
there for  him, just being all ass and hole for him as he told me what he
planned to do  with me next, having me over the bench which was just the right
height for  fucking and also oral play too, the splendour of feeling his
tongue penetrate me  as he stretched my ass cheeks wide apart for his complete
enjoyment of me and no  holds barred, his mouth and lips enjoying every
part of me, between my cheeks  and down to my hanging balls which he loved to
cherish, and cradle as he fondled  my rigid cock, whispering to me just how
good it smelt and how good it felt and  would I like for him to massage it,
and when I said yes he asked me to turn  around so I was sitting on the edge
of the bench, went down to his knees and  gave me the most wonderful
touching, massaging and deep, deep sucking. In fact  until Badger sucked me I didn'
t really know what real oral thrills were all  about because he took his
time and really enjoyed his cock to the full, taking  it right deep into his
throat until I felt the vibration of his gurgles when his  breath was spent
and he had to release me for breath.

But not for long because a few deep breaths and my cock was firmly lodged
inside his mouth again for another sweet sucking until I shot my load so
strong,  watching him massage my knob end as the cum dribbled down his chin,
those big  eyes looking up at me with that so admiring expression, then I
enjoyed the full  splendour of him sucking me more until I cum a second time and
his mouth was  utterly full of my hot cream - which he swallowed down with
a gulp and told me  that he had now eaten part of me and then could he eat
my ass.

I turned again so he could fulfil his wish and knowing he had just sucked
me to cum, it felt even better having his face implanted between my ass
cheeks  and enjoying the sweet and thrilling tease and touch of his mouth
sucking my  hole with absolutely no inhibitions at all.

I was so ready then to feel the fuck of his wonderful hard stiff cock
inside me, but he would want the oral business first and although my ass
was well ready and my cock and balls were numbed after his sucking. I was
happy to do that, knowing the result would result in the most wonderful and
stimulating deep fucking to complete the morning session in the allotment
shed.

So there he was, standing there against the bench with his eight inch cock
at the ready, looking all ripe and red except for those wonderful brown
veins  running down his length, I stretched his foreskin back tight like he
always  liked me to do and gave him some gentle p-hole tease when I loved to
hear him  moan as I clasped both hands tightly around his girth and took in
the pungent  scent of  fresh glistening ardent cock which was there for the
sucking, I  loved so much to feel; the ridge of that wondrous know on the
curve of my tongue  and then to give him a good hearty balling as I then got
down to the real  business of the long sensual sucking of cock.

I loved to taste and tantalise him when he cried out that he could hold on
no longer and craved for my fuck, loved the way then that he tugged me
away,  steeped my bodily across the bench, stretched my ass cheeks wide apart
and  plunged his hot fresh sucked cock deep up inside me for the most hot and
thrilling fucking

Holding his measure deep inside me so we could each feel the deep throbbing
 sensation as he kept nudging my ass cheeks, it felt so good and perfect
and  comfortable inside me, I wanted for it to remain there, never wanting the
fuck  to end, but when it s=did it was all hell let loose and we both felt
so very  gratified after it.

So ardent was his fuck that afterwards, as I made for home, I felt it was
still inside me, That was the true measure of the guy that was Badger and
his wonderful always fuck of me.