“Well, they might be dependably boring unlike your underwear but they’re comfortable so let’s get to work.”They moved through the farm, their bodies glistening with sweat. George patted his much-recovered bottom from the day before, as an invitation for his son to sit on his lap, facing out over the fields in a tight embrace of support and love. Gay sex His bottom was certainly still on fire after the spanking and what he had experienced was not like the city spankings he had enjoyed. The ease with which they moved together was a testament to the trust that had grown between them, a dance of desire that was as natural as the rhythm of the seasons.George’s hips began to move with increasing urgency, his cock sliding in and out of Alex’s tight heat. Alex felt a strange sense of peace as he watched the hair fall away, revealing the smoothness beneath. The older man’s hand was strong and sure, moving in a slow, steady rhythm that made Alex’s hips buck.
