Jeb and Buck

It took all of Buck’s concentration to take his pants and shirt off. He heaved and persevered, nearly ripping rhe shirt. It was a huge production, and Buck wriggled outta the pants like they was a pair of wrassling snakes. Then Buck lay there stark a lark on the bed. He ain’t even mean to take his briefs off at the same time, but they went down with the pants, so his pecker poked free in the dark motel room. Jeb wore a pair of shorts to bed, and he slid to one side to avoid getting in Buck’s expansive way.
“Oh but she be slammin’ tonight. There’s two of ’em. Waitressssshees. Waiteresssshh… Waituh… Girls,” Buck said. He got under the covers and lay on his side, facing Jeb. His dick thwacked onto Jeb’s bare thigh, and Buck played with his limp rod, letting it slap Jeb on the leg again and again. “Ain’t nevuh sssheen the one of ’em before. The one you saaaww, the blonde, she sshtill there, but there another one, a dahk-hair girl — I think she might be Native. She got dat nose. She pretty asssh pie, Jeb-a-Leb.”

From Jeb the Farmboy