MyJockStrap
05-23-2005, 09:17 AM
The Mississippi Big Bear
I knew after speaking with you that I would have to cool those hot nuts of mine, thinking of this massive furry man, from the Greatest state in the Union, working that ass of mine....I was already hot and frustrated from a hard day's work, and after I hung up the phone with you on the computer system, well, I already had my boots out. I'm a boot piggy...
I rambled thru my closet of boots, and found the insulated pair of size 12's with the vibram soles that have literally been worn out. Closing my eyes, I fantasized about the stature of a man that could actually fill them out, and my tongue found it's way along the sides of the boots, licking the welt, and then the padded rim, searching for a bead of sweat or something of you to taste... My already hard cock, got larger, and the tip of my penis, began to turn a dark purple. Um! Tastes sweeter then usual, as I cleaned the pre-cum off my piss slit... My tongue frantically searched for the bottom of those massive vibram soles, my tongue licking the soles, taking careful attention to clean between each lug, hoping to taste just a little bit of hard work my Master performed during his hard and exhausting day.
It was then that I put the Desenex inside on of your heavy sox, the ones with the Red Tops... Gheezzz they look so hot on you, and they'll really help cool my nuts off this evening.... Carefully I placed the strong ribbed top over my cock. They work better than cock rings, as they pull my balls further away then a cock ring, and the cool moist sweat, rubbing into my dick, serves as a receptacle for my hot sperm.
As I stroked my hot meat, my eyes wandered thru my collection of ball caps, and wondered which one my Master would wear, the one I would end up placing on my head while I played with myself.....
As I stroked my throbbing cock inside the red tops, I felt myself begging to feel excited... thinking of sitting on that hot cock, making you feel like the man you really are... Strong, virile, hung, hairy, and loving.... A few more strokes of my hand on that heavy meat, and I glanced into the night, my deep blue eyes, half closed with passion and saw my hands playing with your handsome nuts, and I attempted to feel how far I was down on your man-meat.... ah!!! it feels good.... the smell of the Desenex, is driving me crazy... The only other smell that puts fire and intensity in my body is #2 Diesel. The smell of a Detroit, Peterbilt, White... those Big Cam 440's... the Turbo's the POWER!!!! the soot balls... DAMN!!! I'm close... Those big heavy sox,, are becoming my steady fuck buddy... Yea... they are yours... and your boots around my cock, the toes, slapping my crack, with each stroke... SHIT!!! I'm cummingg....DAMN!!! Stoke it baby!!! Fuck!!! My juice raced from my body... and filled the toe of your boot sox...ah!!! My body is writhing... twisting, and contorting to encourage all that pent up man juice to exit from my body..... yea.... I'm tired, totally worn out that my knees and body are still shaking... as I head to my Master's bed, I grab his hardworkin' boots and use them for a cushion for my head. I crawl into his Lumberjack Bed, and position myself carefully inbetween his warm and furry loins. My head resting on his boot, and my lips next to his warm balls... Good Night Sir!! His large callus hand reaches down, and gently pats me on the forehead... I shiver, now feeling the "warm fuzzies" of my Master's love and approval... "Good night Sir!!"
"Good Night boy!"
I knew after speaking with you that I would have to cool those hot nuts of mine, thinking of this massive furry man, from the Greatest state in the Union, working that ass of mine....I was already hot and frustrated from a hard day's work, and after I hung up the phone with you on the computer system, well, I already had my boots out. I'm a boot piggy...
I rambled thru my closet of boots, and found the insulated pair of size 12's with the vibram soles that have literally been worn out. Closing my eyes, I fantasized about the stature of a man that could actually fill them out, and my tongue found it's way along the sides of the boots, licking the welt, and then the padded rim, searching for a bead of sweat or something of you to taste... My already hard cock, got larger, and the tip of my penis, began to turn a dark purple. Um! Tastes sweeter then usual, as I cleaned the pre-cum off my piss slit... My tongue frantically searched for the bottom of those massive vibram soles, my tongue licking the soles, taking careful attention to clean between each lug, hoping to taste just a little bit of hard work my Master performed during his hard and exhausting day.
It was then that I put the Desenex inside on of your heavy sox, the ones with the Red Tops... Gheezzz they look so hot on you, and they'll really help cool my nuts off this evening.... Carefully I placed the strong ribbed top over my cock. They work better than cock rings, as they pull my balls further away then a cock ring, and the cool moist sweat, rubbing into my dick, serves as a receptacle for my hot sperm.
As I stroked my hot meat, my eyes wandered thru my collection of ball caps, and wondered which one my Master would wear, the one I would end up placing on my head while I played with myself.....
As I stroked my throbbing cock inside the red tops, I felt myself begging to feel excited... thinking of sitting on that hot cock, making you feel like the man you really are... Strong, virile, hung, hairy, and loving.... A few more strokes of my hand on that heavy meat, and I glanced into the night, my deep blue eyes, half closed with passion and saw my hands playing with your handsome nuts, and I attempted to feel how far I was down on your man-meat.... ah!!! it feels good.... the smell of the Desenex, is driving me crazy... The only other smell that puts fire and intensity in my body is #2 Diesel. The smell of a Detroit, Peterbilt, White... those Big Cam 440's... the Turbo's the POWER!!!! the soot balls... DAMN!!! I'm close... Those big heavy sox,, are becoming my steady fuck buddy... Yea... they are yours... and your boots around my cock, the toes, slapping my crack, with each stroke... SHIT!!! I'm cummingg....DAMN!!! Stoke it baby!!! Fuck!!! My juice raced from my body... and filled the toe of your boot sox...ah!!! My body is writhing... twisting, and contorting to encourage all that pent up man juice to exit from my body..... yea.... I'm tired, totally worn out that my knees and body are still shaking... as I head to my Master's bed, I grab his hardworkin' boots and use them for a cushion for my head. I crawl into his Lumberjack Bed, and position myself carefully inbetween his warm and furry loins. My head resting on his boot, and my lips next to his warm balls... Good Night Sir!! His large callus hand reaches down, and gently pats me on the forehead... I shiver, now feeling the "warm fuzzies" of my Master's love and approval... "Good night Sir!!"
"Good Night boy!"