Besides, he looks like one of those playgirl centerfolds when he's all greased up like that!" They both laughed at the implied joke, and John began walking towards the paddock.Besides, he looks like one of those playgirl centerfolds when he's all greased up like that!" They both laughed at the implied joke, and John began walking towards the paddock. {Little does she realize} he thought to himself with a slight giggle as he made his way to the gate. He unlatched the gate and stepped into the paddock. ManPower was already waiting by the gate for him. "Hey buddy, how've you been? Huh? Any crunchy nuggets in your eyes?" He reached up and scratched at the teary corners of ManPower's eyes. He managed to get several ounces of eyegold in the process. (nose gold, eye gold, I needn't explain this, right?) ManPower tossed his head away and turned in profile to John. John reached up and scratched his neck, just be- hind ManPower's jaw line. [He ALWAYS gets those damned impossible to reach spots for me! Oh shit! That feels gooooooood!] ManPower began pushing his neck into John's furiously rubbing hands. "Shit boy, I aint Chucky Atlas. I can't rub the other side of your neck from this side." John stopped rubbing and headed towards the walk in shelter. [Oh! MAN! Yes! He's headed for our trysting spot!] Man power snorted and followed John to the walk in shed. He stopped at the entrance and regarded John inside. John had stopped and was looking at ManPower. He reached into the front of his pants and started a curious rubbing. "C'mon bud, you want this as bad as I do." [Damn. He must want this as bad as I do!] and ManPower walked into the shed. He had already started to get excited, slowly at first and then more rapidly as he felt the weight of his own penis pull down on his sheath. "Good boy!" sighed John as he unscrewed the lid from the little yellow jar. He reached into the jar and removed a liberal amount of some unidentifiable substance. [Oh boy, this is where he usually gets under me!] ManPower craned his head to the side as he tried to watch what John was doing. He couldn't see everything too well, but he could certainly feel things as John rubbed a handfull of vaseline on ManPowers prepuce. ManPower decided that this was just what he wanted to feel and he slowly let the rest of his penis drop from it's prepuce. John eagerly helped ManPower along by rubbing the length of his penis with his fingers. |