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I did meet Gordie for lunch on Monday. He picked me up and we grabbed a quick burger. We held hands in his truck as he drove me back to work. As we approached the Johnson Ag Supply building, Gordie turned off into an industrial complex and parked in front of an empty office building. "We still got some time," he said. "And I just have to do this." He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I sucked and licked at his tongue and we kissed for a few minutes. Gordie broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine. He sighed and reached between his legs and adjusted his cock in his jeans as he slumped back in his seat. I swallowed nervously. "Remember back in high school... sometimes you'd get so horny, you'd want me to suck you off in your truck..." "Yeah... I remember," he said, his voice low and husky. I undid my seat belt and reached over and ran my hand over the bulge in his jeans. He drew in a sharp breath and stifled a moan. "D

After nearly six months of dating, I decided to do something nice for Gordie. While he was at work on Saturday, I went shopping. We didn't a lot of stores to choose from, but we did have a Target. I picked out some artwork and a bunch of accessories and decorations and some picture frames. His downstairs bathroom had porcelain and silver fixtures, so I bought complimentary accessories, hand towels and a rug. I bought rugs, towels, and bath accessories for his master bathroom that complemented the tile. I went home and pulled out my box of Gordie pictures, the box that I thought I had hid from Bart. I pulled out one of my favorites and put it in the frame. It was a picture from our senior year of high school at the homecoming bonfire. My friend Amy was on yearbook and she had taken the picture. The picture even made it into the yearbook. Gordie was wearing his football jersey, jeans and cowboy boots. He was holding a football in the air with his right hand and appeared to be shouting

The next morning, Mom and Dad met the realtor to get the paperwork started to put the house and the store space up for sale. I decided to walk into town and look around. "Why don't you stop at the barber shop while you're out?" Dad said as I left. I pretended not to hear him. I got a few strange looks as the locals passed me. I must have looked quite out of place in my khakis and Polo shirt. It figures. I didn't fit in at home or at work, and I certainly didn't fit in here. I had packed a couple pairs of jeans. I should've worn those. I passed a shop that had clothing, so I went inside and looked around. I walked to the boots and was looking at the different styles. The shop owner walked up to me and looked at me with a skeptical eye. He asked if he could help me and I told him I wanted to buy some boots. He showed off a couple of pairs, and I picked a pair of brown ones. I also grabbed a white long sleeved shirt and a blue plaid shirt. As I left the store, I looked at my ph

I looked at Jen, who was crying hard from what Butch had said, just as I was. I stood up and she stood with me and held my hand."I didn't have the chance to know Grandma very well since we lived so far apart," I said. "But knowing that she was loved so much by all of you... well, that means a lot to me. To us."Jen spoke. "I just wanted to add that we thank all of you for being there for her."Jen and I sat down, wiping the tears from our eyes. After the minister finished, we followed the casket out of the church. Butch was one of the pall bearers. We rode in the procession to the cemetery for the burial, then returned to grandma's house. So many people came by, and a lot of them brought food. Butch found me standing alone, looking out the window at the back yard."Hey, PJ," he said quietly. "How are you doing?""I'm okay," I replied. "My dog would love this backyard.""What kind of dog do you have?""A miniature schnauzer. Rocky is his name.""Ah. I have a yellow lab. Duke.""Rocky'

I moved further down his body to his belly button and then below. I grabbed the waist band of his boxer shorts and peeked inside. His hard cock, freed from its cotton prison, snapped up against his belly and I gasped at the sight of it. I pulled his shorts down as Butch raised his butt up to help me, then tossed them aside. I ran my hands all over his hairy, beefy thighs as I stared at his erect penis. He was nearly eight inches long and thick. He was uncut and the foreskin had retracted to bare his swollen dark red head. The head was wet with sticky pre-come. His natural untrimmed bush was curly dark brown like the rest of his fur, thickest around the base of his cock. He had large balls that hung low in their furry sack between his legs. "You're so big, Butch. The biggest I've ever seen." I looked up at him and he was resting on his elbows watching me. His eyes were filled with lust and desire. I knelt between his legs and my hands were shaking as I slowly reached for him.