My Yard Man...Again...

Last night the boy (well, he is only 20) cut grass until nearly dark then came in and asked for a ride to town to pick up some cigarettes. He said he would catch a ride back later. Well, he came in about 11 pm and asked if he could spend the night and take a shower. He indicated that he was ready for some "upstairs stuff" which is how he refers to our adventures in cock sucking. I began to get hard right then. I went up and got into bed, left on the reading lamp and was reading when he arrived with a towel wrapped around his waste. He got into bed, still wrapped in the towel. I just began by stroking his chest, shoulders and the back of his hear. He tumbled over onto his stomach and ordered, "Scratch my back...". I rolled over so that I could apply both hands to his wide shoulders down to his waste and the towel. I scratched for a while, occasionally sliding my right hand (on top) around to caress his chest and belly which are smooth and nearly hairless. I was also able to stroke his arm pits which have a fairly thick tuft of hair. Finally, I said, "Why don't you roll over and get out of that towel". He complied and I began to play my hand down below his navel and into his pubic area. I gently toyed with his flaccid cock and his balls which had slipped down between his thighs. As usual, I had to pry his legs apart, but he gave in more easily than usual. I took a hit of the poppers bottle and took hold of his cock with my mouth and began to suck it lustily. (Continued in next blog).