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It has been noted by psychologists that man is a gregarious creature whose need for affection and acceptability is as strong a motivation as his need for food and shelter. Approval is a social need that is reflected many times over in our everyday lives.
Frequently, however, one’s need for approval and acceptance undergoes a serious challenge, especially in those instances where behavior reflects a departure from what sociologists would consider the norm.
COUNTRY STUDS chronicles just such a challenge. Two brothers, Ken and Peter Cleaver, have developed a physical attraction to one another, yet it is only through a series of encounters with mutual buddies in their rural community that they will finally be able to understand the true meaning of their attraction.
COUNTRY STUDS — an unusual and revealing story that holds a lesson for society.
“Yeah, you studly bastard, fuck my tight asshole.” Henry Wilcox said, his voice a low grunt as he felt the big cock fuck all of the way up his ass, the giant balls banging against his sweaty asscrack.
Those giant balls plus the accompanying big cock, belonged to Gil Sampson. Gil was a stud from the word go, and Henry had known that from the moment he had spotted the kid hitchhiking along that dusty country road. There was no way Henry could have driven right on by without stopping. He’d played his cards right, too. If the kid hadn’t fucked male ass before — which Gil had said was the case — he had certainly taken to the male-male fucking like a duck took to water. In fact, Gil fucked ass so well, Henry wasn’t at all sure the kid had been telling the truth when he had said it was his first time. Henry certainly hadn’t gone at assfucking with quite as much gusto, his first time around. But, then, the kids in this day and age were a hell of a lot less paranoid regarding gay sex, or any kind of sex, than the kids had been in Henry’s teen years.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.