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Waking with a rigid cock on a Saturday morning and no one to share it with was a bit of a bummer, but then I remembered my favorite dildo in the nightstand. After tossing the covers away, I got busy stroking myself while easing the dildo in all the way. It didn?t take very long before I was ejaculating all over my chest and stomach and feeling quite satisfied. I dozed off for about thirty minutes and when I awoke the dildo was still inside me. I considered another round but decided I?d rather have the real thing, so I hopped up and headed for the shower. As I was soaping up in the shower, my mind kept drifting to the night before and how badly I wanted Paul to fuck me again. This train of thought seemed to cause my cock to be impossibly hard and I decided again to take the matter in hand. As I was eating breakfast I was thinking about all the times that I wondered whether Paul was straight or gay and now I finally knew. It still seemed odd that he never had any visitors. In fact, it seemed that except for when he was away for a week or more no one ever stopped by and it really bugged me. I decided that I needed to unearth the answer to this mystery, but first there was yard work to complete. I slipped on isvecbahis my favorite shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers and headed out to mow the lawn. It was a gorgeous spring day and I reveled in the sunshine and crisp morning air. I grabbed my trimmer and started working on the fence lines and any other areas the push mower couldn?t reach. I finished up the trimming in about 30 minutes and by then it was starting to warm up nicely and I decided to lose the shirt. As I started mowing the front, I noticed Paul heading away from me to his shed in the back yard. Unfortunately, as I continued to mow, I could no longer see into his back yard and I didn?t want to stop just to say hello in case he was feeling shy again. I knew that if I sped up I could get around to my back yard before he would finish with his and then we would see each other coincidentally. I think I set a record for mowing time on my yard as I came out of the backyard to the side yard between our houses. As we came into each other?s line of sight, I casually waved and Paul just gave me a slight nod. As you can probably imagine I was a little tired of the shy boy routine of his and decided to take action. I shut off my mower to empty the bag of grass isveçbahis giriş and, while doing so, made sure to bend over at the waist aiming my cute butt in his general direction. As I emptied the bag into my mulch pile in the backyard, I noticed that he paused to watch me walk away. When I came back and bent over again to re-attach the bag, I pulled down the back of my shorts exposing my bare ass to him and anyone else within eyeshot. When I heard his mower stop I pulled them back up and started my mower to finish the of my side yard. As I started moving forward, Paul grabbed the back of my shorts and pulled me backwards the thirty or so feet into his shed. When we got inside he pulled my shorts down to my ankles and pushed me forward onto his workbench burying his face between my cheeks. I?m always amazed at just how good it feels to have someone lick you in those most intimate areas and god did it feel good. After a few minutes of sloppy tonguing and nibbling, Paul pulled his face out and slid his cock in til his hips bumped my ass. As he was standing there stretching me wide, he finally spoke and told me that he had something for an insatiable slut like me but first he was gonna get his first. isveçbahis yeni giriş He started slowly with a firm grip on each of my hips, pulling almost all of the way out and then back in again, taking his time and driving me wild. I was in another world as his fat cock rubbed back and forth against my prostate with every stroke. This was by far the longest he had ever lasted inside me and I was loving every second. While he had increased his pace slightly, I was very happy that he was taking his time and did nothing to encourage his finish. After a couple of minutes, he paused for a moment to spread my legs a little wider and get in a better position and I told him to take his time. When he resumed his probing of my inner-most regions he started to pick up the pace which brought me to my first orgasm. My contractions nearly sent him over the edge too, but he slowed the pace and controlled himself until I finished. Upon starting up again, he sped up quickly slamming into my ass at a feverish pace until he froze and I felt his cum filling me up. As he pulled out, his warm goo ran down my thighs making me feel even more the slut. As I rested bent over his workbench, Paul pulled my shorts up my cum dampened legs. He then grabbed me around the waist and pulled me towards his basement door, not saying a word. I was very intrigued as to why we were headed into his basement especially since he had already cum and went along willingly.