Country Cock – The Milk Shed – Part 8
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Gary continues to show Ronan around town while he gets his work done, stopping to piss and enjoy their hard cocks before finally heading over to meet Lenny, one of Gary’s friends and a fellow member of The Milk Shed bate club.
Excerpt from Country Cock – The Milk Shed – Part 8
“Looking forward to tonight?” Lenny asked me.
I didn’t know, but I suppose I was. My cock was still leaking pre in my pants and all I could think about was jacking it. “More curious and nervous than looking forward to it, I guess”. I was honest.
“First time I bet” he said.
I nodded “Gary has been getting me more used to the idea though”.
“Gonna be a busy one” the older man said.
Gary turned to me “Lenny doesn’t like crowds, thinks it was better when it was just a few guys hanging out and jacking it”.
“Hey!” Lenny interrupted “I ain’t got nothing against guys coming here to join in I just think when there’s too many dicks in the room… there’s too many dicks!” he laughed. “How you supposed to have a nice relaxing time with music blasting and fifty cocks to rub with?”
“More the merrier I say” Gary added.
Lenny leaned down to a little wooden door under a bench and opened it to reveal a mini fridge, collecting three cans and chucking one to each of us. Mine was barely cool but in the heat of the day it was a welcome relief.
“I guess” the older man relented “but where does it end Gary?” I could see he was mocking himself with fake seriousness “when there’s a parking lot, a campsite and thousands of guys are coming from all over?” he shook his head, still smiling “When we have to build ditches to drain all the cum from the shed?” he laughed.
“Fuck, imagine that” Gary cracked his beer open “a river of splooge flowing out the back. We’d have to call the EPA” he laughed, guzzling the beer.
“Speaking of which” Lenny said, leaning back and grabbing the zip at the top of his coveralls “we gonna work on these boners or what?” he slid the zip down to his crotch in a swift move, his hairy body revealed from the parting thick cotton material, his swelling manhood falling out as he cupped his flesh and produced it from inside.
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