Some one to watch over you. . . .

Short but sweet:

Me and my boyfriend where out on our balcony enjoying the night. My hand rested on his leg and his behind my head. He was playing with my hair and we were starring out into the sky, listening to the water below us. It was peaceful, and serene.
I realized that Joaquin's cock was at a semi. I got a little excited and started rubbing it through his pants. He ran his fingers through my hair, as I silently slide is cock out of his pants. His 8 inches were alert and ready to go. A drop of precum slipping out of the tip and running down his shaft as my hand glided up it and caught it, using it as lube to make my hand move more freely.
Joaquin had closed his eyes now, and was starting to breath a little more heavy. I knew what it meant as soon as he leaned backward in his chair. I pushed myself back a little as I lowered my head onto his cock. I licked the tip as I slowly moved his cock up and into my mouth. Deep throating it once, to get it wet, then continuing to jack him off as I sucked on the tip. Moving my free hand onto his balls, I moved them around in my hand, and rubbed the outside of his ass. Every thrust with my hand let out a small drop of cum I could lick up. It tasted like a sweet sugar that I let linger on my lips as I continued to work the tip of his cock.
Joaquin was panting now whispering as softly as he could to himself. "Oh god, yeah. That's it babe. Fuck"
I get off by his compliments, and it just makes me work harder. I bobbed my head up and down as fast as I could, taking each upward head move as a downward hand move. His cock was throbbing in my mouth and in my hand. I knew he was close.
Joaquin was about to burst. I stopped for a second, asking him where he wanted to shoot. He told me he wanted to give me a facial. I obeyed and got in between his legs, and starting stroking his cock more aggressively.
He tensed up and I got my face in position. Hot cum shot out of his cock and landed on my face, shooting into my hair and running down my forehead. It dripped onto my lips.
A loud shout came out from across the patio. "Hell yea man, way to suck a cock like a pro" Joaquin shot up, and I looked over. We had been performing for a group of 3 men who lived right across the way. I smiled and gave a slight wave. Joaquin shot a thumbs up.

Of Course, we will be working their cocks soon:
Ger er' done.

Suffice it to say. . . .

Who woulda thought:

I was at the gym, pumping some iron when my Gym Buddy walks in. He smiles, and motions for me to follow him into the locker. I bite my lip and followed suit.
Gym Buddy is around my height, probably more towards the mid twenties, early thirties. He is graying slightly. Piercing ice blue eyes, they kinda cut right through you. Intense is all I can say. Toned body, he obviously comes to the gym more then once a week. I digress.
By the time I make it into the locker room, he is already in the showers. Its a little steamy, so I cant see much, but I am already excited, my cock is stirring in my pants and its ready to come out. I shot a text over to Joaquin and throw all my stuff into the locker and run in.
Gym buddy says hello as he turns his backside to me and continues to shower.
A little late now to be playing hard to get. Eh, call it a day. I was a little annoyed and I think he knew cause he turned back around and walked over to me.
I built him up so much in my mind, and what I saw next made me shudder.
I do not even know how to describe it, where there should have been a hard thick, long cock...there wasn't.
I did a double take, and realized I was wrong. It was there, whatever you could call what I was seeing. I may have upchucked a little. I took it back and ran out of there, throw my clothes on and headed to my car. I sent Joaquin a text.It said "I do not think I can ever have sex again"

Suffice it to say, Joaquin Fucked me good when I got home:
Get er' done.

Tony's Night 2009. . . .

Joaquin and myself were going out for the night:

Our friend was throwing a little party in Celebration of the 2009 Tony Awards. It be a group of gays, alcohol, food and a hot tub. Leo, as we will call him, got together the group of usual suspects and it promised to be a interesting night. This is probably the first house party Leo had thrown that Joaquin and myself actually could make it too.
We got there around 930ish, seeing as I had only gotten out of work 2 hours ago. Everyone was slowly starting to arrive. At around 10 everyone had made it. Small group of around 15 guys, including myself, Joaquin and Leo. He had good taste in friends. All very attractive. Some of them drop dead gorgeous, but I digress.
Leo had taped the show, and was projecting it onto the side of the house, ample room outside for everyone to gather around, and perfect viewing from the hot tub. We were all getting settled. I found room in the hot tub, squeezing my ass in between probably the two hottest men at the house. One had to be roughly 6 foot, dark hair with piercing dark eyes, ripped body, he must have lived at the gym with what he was packing. The other was slightly shorter with lighter hair and stunning green eyes. His body was decent. No where near muscle man on the other side, but his face far surpassed muscle man. They both looked at me, smiled and shot out a hello. I smiled back, and turned to Leo and mouthed "Nice selection". Leo let out a quick laugh as he pushed play on the projector.
I wont bore you with what happened for the first hour. Suffice it to say there was a lot of drinking, and cracking jokes about how uneventful this years Tony's were. At some point we all switched focus from the projector, and moved onto discussing other things.
Me and muscle man had starting talking long before everyone else had taken their attention off the screen. I learned his real name, and that he worked for a big time Law Firm. He had a lot of spare time and spent most, if not all of it at the gym(who called it!). He had a daughter from a previous girlfriend, but had just recently come to terms with his homosexuality. I looked over to Joaquin and he was chatting up my other pick of the night. He shifted his attention to me and gave me a wink.
Muscle man was yakking away about something, but my mind was wondering, and of course my hand was following my mind. I slide my hand onto Muscle man's leg. He said nothing as he continued to ramble. I slide it further, coming to a resting spot right below the tip of his cock. To my enjoyment he was hard. I slide my hand up his cock and pulled it out of his swimsuit. A good 8.5 and cut. It was a surprise. I was really hoping he had not overcompensated his upper body cause his lower body was not packing. I let out a sigh of a relief as I slowly started jacking him off.
He was a little shocked, but did not tell me to stop. He let me stoke him under the water for a good minute. No one around us had any idea, or if they did, no one cared enough to say anything. Muscle man could not take it much longer and he stood up and straddled me and started face fucking me, in front of everyone. I loved it. I gagged a few times, but that seemed to propel him to fuck my mouth harder. He was unrelenting. The other guys had started following suit. Either taking their own cocks out, watching and stroking, or helping out their fellow man next to them.
Joaquin and the other man(who we will name Chris) came over and started taking turns with Muscle man. They stood over me and I would start sucking one, while I stroked the other. Chris had a nice 7 in cut cock. His cock leaked like a broken faucet. I'd lick some up, and use the rest as lubricant when stroking him. He moaned loudly and started making out with Joaquin. I looked around and noticed everyone now was naked and having a good time, in and out of the hot tub. Leo walked over to the other side of the hot tub and started giving me a back massage. He was telling me in my ear how hot it was to watch a slut like me take all these cocks. His words fueled me to work faster. I took Joaquin's cock out of my mouth to tell Leo to come inside so I could work his tool. He obeyed.
Now I was working all four of their cocks. They were flying at me. I could not control myself. At some point I felt like I was over my body watching me work them like a pro. Leo had a nice cock. I had never seen it, and always thought I wouldn't. It was about 7.5 and thicker then most of the guys there.
After sucking them off for a good 20 minutes, Chris told me to lay my stomach over the edge of the hot tub. I did as I was told, and not even seconds later my swimsuit was off and his face was buried deep inside my ass. His tongue was magic to say the least. I let out a loud moan and arched my back. He went deeper, swirling his tongue around, getting me nice and wet. Everyone was watching. Leo, Joaquin and Muscle man stood over Chris stroking their own cocks. Chris pulled out and told Joaquin to start.
My ass knew Joaquins cock. Every inch, every vein. It let him slide right in. He fucked me slow this time. Working my hole, helping it open up. He was a good boyfriend, he was preparing me for what was to come.
He pulled out, and Leo was up to bat. He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly slid in. My ass convulsed a little, and I bite my lip. Leo moaned as he entered. He worked a little, and then it was in. He bent down so I could hear him and he told me how he had always imagined what this would feel like, but this was better then he had imagined. I smiled and told him to enjoy himself. So he did. He fucked me hard, but like Joaquin he fucked me slow. I was starting to sweat and my cock was throbbing. If I would have touched myself I would have exploded so I refrained. It felt so amazing. My body was rocking back and forth over the edge of the hot tub. Before I knew it, another one of the guys came around the edge. I had not talked to him at the party, but his cock was aiming for my mouth. I opened and he started working the inside of my mouth.
Leo pulled out, and before I had time to refocus myself, Chris was already pushing his cock into my ass. He spread my cheeks and slapped my ass telling me I was a good boy and was taking this well. Tears were welling up in my eyes. I was gagging on someone's cock. Chris fucked me faster. He plowed his cock further into me every thrust. The guy whose cock I was sucking stepped aside as another man stepped up and put his cock into my mouth. If this was not a gay man's heaven, I do not know what would be.
My ass was feeling the pain, but I wanted more. I looked around and everyone else was watching, sucking someones cock or someone else was being fucked. Chris finally pulled out and Muscle Man stepped in. He decided he wanted to taste my ass first. He dug his face in. I let out a moan which was not very noticeable, except for to the man with his cock in my mouth, he seemed to like it.
Muscle man slid his cock in. He pushed slow and hard. He grabbed my waist and pulled me back onto his cock. He let out long, slow word.. "FUCK" as he started to work my hole. He was really into it, knowing he would be the last guy, and knowing he would have the honors of finishing me off.
For someone who was new to this, he had an idea of what he was doing. He worked his cock in me, moving it in and out and making it hit places I had never been hit before. Cum was leaking out of my cock.
My mouth was now open. The guy had stepped back, almost knowing we were all about to finish. Leo, Joaquin and Chris stood over me and Muscle Man. They were stroking their cocks hard. Muscle Man fucked me, and he fucked me good. He let out a sigh and told me he was about to cum as he pulled out and stood up. I staid put. They were stroking and suddenly I felt hot sperm hit my back. Chris had shot first. His load dripped out of of his cock and onto my back. Leo followed suit almost simultaneously with Muscle Man. Joaquin was last and he shot his load farther then all three, hitting my neck. I finished right after everyone, stroking my cock and shooting my load into the hot tub.
Each guy walked around, slapped my ass and told me I was a good fuck. They each gave me a kiss and smiled. Joaquin picked me up and carried me into Leo's bathroom to shower.

Leo looked around and asked "Hungry anyone?"
Get er' done.

Quick Update. . . .

OK, I know this is lame but stay with me:

I have not posted anything in the past 6 days, and I realize this now at 1:28 in the am. Not cool. As my dad would say "A commitment is a commitment". So of course that would be when I was younger, and most likely he would be saying it to me when I was waking up at 4 in the morning to go start my chores, and it most definitely would not be about a sex blog his gay son was writing. I just figured it worked in the situation so I would use it.
Anyways, I do have a heckofa story coming a long. It was so fucking hot, I don't even believe it happened, and yet, it did! Hope your ready for it!
Y'all that are reading my blog should start being more vocal. Comment or shoot me an email. It be appreciated.
On a whole other note, I was in the gym today and in the locker room I met a guy I will be referring to as Gym Buddy. He is gorgeous. Very LA though. I am use to real people, so this whole LA fake thing is still new to me. I am learning. Us country folk don't really have much to rely on besides reality, and of course are animals. Gym buddy may just be good for a one night stand. I will tell you how that goes.
And y'all with twitters should probably start following me. I just made one, so I am kinda new to it. I will be posting lot of crazy shit that I get into, and also when I update my blog. Here is the link http://twitter.com/xbillyhicksx

Pushing out some reps, felt nice:
Get er' done.

Fight club and Meat. . . .

The day after Halloween 2009:

Joaquin and Me were hung over as all get out when we started heading over to our friend Chads house. He wanted to make us some steaks and watch Fight Club. We have known Chad for, I'd say, a month now. We met him at a club and clicked.
Chad was about 6', light blue eyes and shaggy blond hair. He has an intense body. Every cut a man should have, he had. It was a lot like looking at a picture. He was perfect. Not only was he fucking insane hot, he had a personality to match. He knew how to laugh and have a good time. Drank down with the rest of them and really made sure we knew we were appreciated.
We had promised him a few times we would come over for dinner, but things always came up. Even though we were both dead from the night before(Halloween rocked, I have a story coming up about that soon) we knew we had to go, otherwise Chad could be lost to us forever.
We got there, and his house was freezing, and being in LA we were not prepared for that. He laughed and threw us some sweatshirts and told us he was fermenting some beer. He asked us if we were hungry as he turned on the movie.
I had never seen Fight Club so I zoned out on the movie and missed most of the conversation, but the next thing I knew Joaquin and Chad were making out. I wondered how much I actually missed, but realized I did not really care as I pulled my cock out and started stroking. Maybe something is wrong with me, but there is something incredible hot about watching my man go at it with another guy. Y'all can call me crazy, but boy it gets me going.
I could have probably gotten off just by watching the two of them, but they had a different plan. As soon as my cock was out they were on it. They would switch back and forth sucking on my cock as I sat back and enjoyed ever second. Joaquin was up, and this time he lifted my legs and slide his tongue into my ass. His tongue swirled around for a few minutes, while Chad started stroking my cock. Precum was dripping from my tip, and I was probably moaning loud enough for the next door neighbors to hear.Joaquin stopped and told me he needed me on all fours. I obeyed and the next thing I knew Chad was spitting on my ass. He rubbed the spit in and then proceeded to lube up his cock. I was more then ready, my ass was spread open as Chad gently pushed the tip of his cock in. I let out a loud sigh as I pushed my ass into his cock. His entire 7.5 in was inside me now and he was panting heavily. Joaquin laid underneath me and decided to play with my cock a little more.I was very, very close to cumming, but he held me off. Chad did not let up, pushing is cock further and further, and going faster and faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled back. It hurt, but it hurt good. I screamed his name loudly. My cock was throbbing in Joaquin's mouth, and then it happened. Joaquin reached around and added his finger into my ass, while Chad continued to fuck me.Chad spread my checks further apart and spit again, making sure I was completely lubed up. He pulled his cock out and asked Joaquin if he wanted a turn. They were treating me like their whore, and you can call me any name you like, but I loved it!
I was about ready to cum, and told them that if they continued to fuck me that I would. Joaquin smiled and told Chad that he could have the pleasure of finishing me off.
Chad smirked and without warning shoved his cock back into to, almost pushing me down, but I held my balance. Joaquin sat up and shoved his cock into my mouth as I started jacking myself off. I could not hold it much longer. The love of my life was now face fucking me, while Chad was working my back side. The thought of it now is giving me a boner as I write.
I stroked my cock one last time as cum shot out the tip onto the floor. I convulsed and fell to the floor. Chad pulled out and finished on my back. Joaquin watched and was the last to finish. He wanted to finish in my mouth, so he slapped his cock onto my lips and I opened for him. He shot his load and I swallowed.
Feeling completely used as they both sat up and walked into the bathroom, leaving me on the floor. I laid there and smiled.

Now it was time for some red meat:
Get er' done.

First Night In L.A. . . .

Time for some more recent stories:

We had just arrived that afternoon in LA. A fucking 8 hour drive with all our shit. I was barley 18. My boyfriend(Latino 5'6 160lbs, gymnast body, rocking arms and chest, 8 in cut cock) and I had just met not even 7 months back , but we knew it was perfect.
We had been talking lately about maybe experimenting with a third, wondering if it would be a good idea. We had both been pretty big whores before each other, and seriously cutting that out had been a challenge. Y'all have to realize, sex is sex. And sex is good. Its hard to just be with one guy. I mean granted, Joaquin was the best sex I have ever had. He was an amazing top. Sometimes the body just wants something different.
Anyways, we unpacked all our stuff and laid down on the floor and past out. We woke up probably around 8pm and jumped into the shower. It was time for our first experience in West Hollywood. Joaquin got in the shower first as I threw together a sandwich. A minute later I was running into the bathroom...
He looked amazing. Water dripping down his stomach as he ran his hands through his hair. I was hard before I even knew what I was doing. I watched him as he lathered up, running soap on his cock. He knew I was watching, because he was starting to become erect.
I threw off my clothes and jumped into the shower. I started handling his cock in my hand. I worked it for a minute with my hand, then he started to push me to my knees. I was rock hard and throbbing. I just wanted him to fuck me, but I knew that he liked some foreplay. I loved this man, so I gave him what he wanted.
I went crazy on his cock. Licking the tip, drinking up any cum that decided to leak out. Running the entire shaft in and out of my mouth. He was moaning and resting himself on the back of the shower.
At this point, my ass was crying. I knew I couldn't hold out any longer, so I stood up and turned around. I grabbed the lube he has conveniently stored in the shower and ran some onto my hole then began stroking his cock a little. I aim his cock and told him to take over. He smirked and slammed his cock without any hesitation inside me. I let out a slight scream, but feeling the enormous pressure inside of me, bite my lip. Our roommates could be home, and of course I am sure they had no intentions to hear our sex.
He fucked me good. Better then anytime before. He almost didn't care that it may be hurting me. I loved it. He pulled my hair and told me to be quite a few times as he fucked me harder, faster and deeper. Joaquin reached around and started playing with my balls, and kissing my neck. I let out a soft moan as I arched my back. He slammed into me as he jerked my cock up. My body went tense and cum flew out my cock. My ass must have contracted cause not even seconds later Joaquin was blowing his load. My eyes rolled back into my head as I worked his cock till every last drop was out. He slide out, and I fell to the floor. Exhausted.

Time to take another nap:
Get er' done.

A mouth full. . . .

So where did I leave off:

Aw right, I just ditched mystery man, leaving him alone in my car, running into my cops car in just my underwear. Lets name him Tod.
Tod was somewhere in his mid 30's. Big guy, with soft brown eyes and short blond air. The military cut I would call it. He was around 6'3'', broad shoulders, huge biceps, and as far as I could tell, a killer stomach. He has lived in the town all his life, and just like his father went into police work. Not that there was much to do in our town, so he spent most of his time at our local gym.
He has been a friend of the family for awhile now. He and whatever girl he was dating at the time would come over for dinner all the time. I would always dream about him, but figured it would never go down. I was sorta in a haze, wondering if any of this was really happening.
Tod got into the car, and smiled at me as he tossed me a shirt. He laughed as I put in on. "Oh billy, billy, billy, the trouble you get yourself into" he said running his hands through my hair and shaking my head like an older brother. "I don't have any spare pants, but when we get back to my place you can throw on some sweats." I said OK and he started the car.
About a half an hour later we were pulling into his driveway. He tossed me the keys and told me where his room was. I went in, took the shirt off and put on a pair of sweats. I walked into the living room and turned on the tv, as Tod was coming back inside. "Hold up a second, kid." He said. "I am gonna go get out of these clothes and get comfortable. I will be back in a second" I smiled and he walked out.
Minutes later he walked out. In a pair of sweat shorts and a wife beater. He sat down next to me. I was in heaven. Amazing. He really was something else. I handed him the remote and told him to pick a show. He mentioned that he had a tv in his room, and as it was getting late maybe we should move into there. I told him to lead the way.
He did one better, picked me up and walked me into his room. He turned around and fell onto the bed, holding me close to him so I was laying on top of him. I stared at him for a second, then started kissing him. He had a rough kiss. Like a man. It was nice to actually kiss a man.
I pulled away and asked him what this was. Knowing I didn't want more then just a hook up, wanted to make sure we were on the same page.
He grinned and told me he has wanted to fuck me for about a month now. The last time he came to dinner something was different and he could not take his mind off of me.
He lips down onto his and started sliding other hand down my back running them into my pants and grabbing my ass. At that point I was hard and ready to go. I moved down his body and slide his pants down. To my utter joy he decided to go without his underwear, leaving his hard cock in direct and easy reach. He had to be somewhere between 7.5 to 8 inches long and around 6 inches thick. It was beautiful. He had a few drops of precum starting to leak out. I wanted to taste so I licked the head. So good. I swallowed his entire cock. He moaned and arched his back a little, but I did not stop. He tasted so good. I kept sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. I was moving my tongue around his head, running my hand up and down his shaft. I knew he wanted to fuck, but since I had already been mishandled tonight, right now, I just wanted to take a loud in my mouth. I worked his cock until he told me he was about to cum. I looked up and slide his shaft as hard as it could go as cum started to fill my mouth. I swallowed. Tasted amazing. I looked up and said " Fuck me when your ready to go again."

He smiled, and I laid myself down next to him:
Get er' done.

Timeline. . . .

Just some real quick side notes before I continue:

I know some of you reading this are wondering if all my stories are going to be in the past. I am here to tell you they will not be. I am gonna start jumping around from past to present. I will make sure I let you know where this sits in the time line of my life.
Although, before I move on to some of my present sex stories, I think my next blog will continue where I left with the last one ;)
This was short and sweet, so no one gets confused when I start time hopping.

Until then y'all:
Ger er' done.

The Grass is Greener. . . .

So, Tim moved on:

After a good two months with him, he found himself a little lady and moved on. Occasionally he would say hi, or we would be at a party and he would get a little wasted and make a move, but at that point I was over it. Besides, I try really hard to be a good boy, and not fool around with someone taken. The key word though is try... :D
I was out with a few friends at the local diner. It was summer, and we got the day off from whatever work we had to do. It was a much needed break. It did not take me long to catch the eye of a guy I had never seen in town before. That was particularly hard to do, since the town was so small. He must have been driving through. Anyways, I caught him staring, so I gave him a wink, and continued to talk to my friends. It was a good hour, and we were all getting ready to leave when he walked by and sat down while my friends where getting up. I smiled and he grinned back. I asked him where he was from. He told me he was from a far place, and he was leaving tonight and wanted to get into something fun.
I gave him the once over. He was taller. Had to be in his late 20's. A little scruffy. Jet black hair with piercing ice blue eyes. He had a structured jaw line, and the shirt was tight in all the right places. I thought about it for a second. I was game.
I asked him if he had a place we could go. He looked down, and said unfortunately he was just driving through and had nowhere we could go. I laughed, grabbed his hand and started taking him outside. I pulled him into the ally where I pad parked my truck. I through my hands around his neck and pulled him into a hot kiss.
I should have known. I should have taken this as the first sign. The kiss.... it was nowhere near magical, but I felt his cock growing and knew I wanted to see it. It had to be somewhere near 9 inches.
I pulled away from the kiss and unlocked my truck. Told him to drop pants and sit down. He did so. I pulled it out. I was right. It had to be 9 inched. He trimmed so that was nice. It looked good. I got in the other side. Stripped down. Opened the clove compartment and took the lube out.
He ran his hands through my hair as I started to lube his cock. I straddled him. As I did my head hit the ceiling. It hurt and I kinda took me a second to regain where I was. Remembering, I moved his cock so it would point to my ass and I pushed it down. I started to move, and as I did the guy started to pull my hair. Now usually that would be hot, but I swear this boy had no idea what the fuck he was doing. I told him he was hurting me, and he just pulled harder. I grabbed his hand and pulled it down, and he started to shift me so I was laying on the seat and he started fucking me.
It started out fine, then he started pushing to hard. That's never really a problem, but when your in a car, and your head keeps hitting the door, it becomes one.
I was in pain, in more then one area, and I was not feeling any of this. Not only was he horrible at noticing what the hell I was doing, he had no idea what to do with his hands. He tried to jack me off, but he squeezed like it was a dogs toy. Then he started sliding them all over my body, telling me how hot I was. That was nice, but he was putting all the pressure on my stomach. I wanted to vomit.
And then, to my great relief, I heard sirens! Praise Jesus, he heard my prayers. The man freaked out and pulled out forgetting all about me as he scampered to put his clothes on.
I sat up and put my underwear back on.
The cop walked over to probably one of the most awkward scenes. A guy frantically throwing clothes up, and me, sitting still, rejoicing in my face, laughing silently.
The cop came over, and he didn't say a word. He walked over to my side of the car. He told me to step out. So I did. Luckily I knew the cop. He was a good friend of my father's.
He started to laugh and said "Oh boy billy, this is a good one to write in the books now isnt it?" I laughed a little and asked him what he was gonna do about it. He looked over at the guy sitting in the truck. "Is that your truck?" I said yeah, and then he asked me "Would you hate leaving it here for awhile?" I was not sure where he was going, but I told him I was planning on leaving it over night since I was supposed to go to Frankies house. He gave me a dirty grin and asked if I would rather join him for the night instead.
I was in shock. I took a few seconds to register what just happened in my head. I looked over at my car and told him I would need to go get my clothes. He told me to leave them, he had plenty I could use, and why would it matter anyways, he was hoping that no clothes would be needed for the night.

Dad always said, the grass is always greener on someone else's farm, so I left mystery man in my car:
Get er' done

Barn Yard Buddy. . . .

As I promised, the stories start:

I had barely turned 16, and me and my best friend, Tim, would work on my father's farm during the weekend. He would come over Friday and stay till Sunday night. He lived a good 25 minutes away from me, and that was a short drive. We had been friends for about 10 years now.
Tim was a year older then me, roughly 6'0, 165lbs, shaggy brown hair and light blue eyes. He has the body of a Greek god. Every line you can think of, he had. He had a slower country draw then me, and sometimes he could not hold a complete conversation, but he had eye's that cut right through you telling you he was listening to you intently even if he had no idea what to say.
One weekend during one of the hottest summers I can remember in my 21 years, Tim and I were just coming in from feeding the livestock and playing around with the horses. We were sweaty and covered in dirt. My father and mother had run into town to get some food from the store, so they would not be home for another hour or so. I told Tim that I had forgotten to close the barn door so he should jump into the shower first. I ran outside, closed the door, and ran back to the house. Tim had not moved from the garage. He looked a little like a lost dog, so I asked him what was up. It took him a minute to word his sentence, but finally he spoke "Well y'alls mom just cleaned, and I reckon she would hate it if I got mud all over her carpet". I laughed at him and told him just to strip down here and we could do the laundry when he got outta the shower. To my surprise he started to undress. I was in disbelief.
The sweat on his body shimmered as beads dropped down from his neck to the top of his underwear. I must have looked a fool, cause he stopped after pulling his pants down, leaving him in a small pair of boxer briefs. He looked up at me and gave me an awkward look. He scanned my body down and took a step back. I had, without realizing, grew a little. I closed my eye's knowing what would happen next. I stood for what felt like forever. Then I felt something, confused, I opened my eyes.
Tim was standing closer to me, his hands slowly lifting my shirt, as he leaned in and started kissing my neck. I whispered in his ear "what are you doing there buddy?" He looked up and smiled and pulled me into a long kiss. His hands where running down my chest and he unbuckled my pants. I stepped back and flung my shirt and pants off, and pulled him into me. I placed my hands on his cock, rubbing it through his underwear. It felt huge. I kissed him as I slide my hands into his underwear and pulled his cock out.
It's tip was a little wet, and it was throbbing in my hand. I got down onto my knee's, licking his chest the entire way down. I slipped the top of his cock into my mouth, moving it around with my tongue. He ran his fingers through my hair, and pushed my head down deeper. I gagged but kept on taking it. He tasted so good.
He picked me up and threw me up against the wall. He spit in his hand, and rubbed some on his cock, and then, pushed his cock up. He must have been in the mood cause he didn't stop, even though I had begun to cry. I bite my lip, as he continued to thrust. He looked into my eyes almost the entire time, pushing harder, and deeper each time. He moved away from the wall, still holding me, my legs wrapped around his waist, and he slowly set me down on the floor. I moved my legs over his shoulders and he continued to thrust.
I closed my eyes, and he leaned in kissing my neck. I moaned pretty fucking loud. I am surprised the neighbors didn't hear, or if they did, they never said a word.
He kept working me, panting and sweating more then he was outside. The pain had started to subside, and I knew it would be over soon. He thrust in me on1e last time, and erupted. I did not even have to touch myself. I shot all over my chest. He pulled out and rolled over to lay next to me. We were both out of breath, fighting hard to regain control. I couldn't bring myself to look at him, I was not sure how he felt.
We laid for a minute or so in silence. Then he shot up, and told me he should probably shower. I laid there as he ran inside.
Another minute went by, and I heard the water start up in the shower. I got up and walked inside, Tim was at the door. He looked at me for a minute and then said "What took you so long?" He grinned and I knew what he meant. I smiled and went in after him.

I was sore for the next few days:
Get er' done.

Gone Country. . . .

Well, OK. I didn't really...I have always been pretty country.

If I may pull a quote from one of my favorite songs to start this off :"I have no shame, I'm proud of where I came from. I was born and raised in the boondocks."
My name is Billy Hicks. I am 21 years old, and I currently reside in the City of Angels. I was born and raised in a town where the population was probably no more then 500 people( and that's including the farm life). My graduation class, was around 60 students, tops.
I drove my pickup truck to school, which usually had the left over mud from the night before when we went mud racing. And yes, our fun consisted of High school football games, barn keggers, cow tipping and plowing. For most, they plowed the fields. For me, I was the one being plowed ;)
OK, OK That was a real bad joke, but I had to get the blog to its purpose without rambling on about myself for too long. Y'all will have plenty of time to hear more about me later on.
I am a Gay Country Boy, and most might think that means I went action free till I moved here. Y'all couldn't be more off the point.
I am here to share my past, present and future sex stories too the masses. All of them, from the downright hysterical to the hot,steamy, sweaty all night fuck fests.
Although the stories I will be sharing with you could not be more true, I will be changing the names to protect those who do not want to be named. So you might have guessed, Billy Hicks, is not my real name.

My first story is soon to come, but until then:
Get er' done