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The Hay Loft

The Hay Loft
Written By “nightowl_fun2”
When I was a young boy I lived on a farm with a large barn. It had a full loft that stayed stocked with hay for the cattle. My friends and I use to get up in the loft and play war, building forts out of hay bales and used corncobs as grenades. We would play all day up there, rain or shine. Sometime it would come up a strong thunderstorm, with lightning and thunder popping all around. We would get scared because the barn had a tin roof and it made it seem worst than it was. I think back now on that old barn and fantasize about being in that loft again, I think about the fun I had as a boy playing there and then about the exciting time I could have there now as a man. Sharing the special times in life that so many lack in this day and time. I think about being in that loft lying on a quilt with you, a steady rain coming down on that tin roof. We can see the lightning flash and hear the thunder in the distance as we lay there in our little world. We laugh and talk about our childhood, remembering the things we did as children. Times when bills and jobs were the least of our concerns. Our only concern then was where we would play at that day, the creek, the woods, or the old trusty barn, always there waiting for us to play.
As we lay there talking the sudden flash of lightning and the booming thunder invades our thoughts. We suddenly find ourselves in each other’s arms. I feel your body trembling as I hold you close, our hearts beat rapidly from the frightening sound that is still shaking the ground. I see the need in your eyes to be held, protected in this storm that has invaded our lives. I hold you firmly in my arms and feel the shape of your body pressing against me. Even as we lay there with the pop of lightning and sound of thunder I can hear your heart beating. I can feel your breast as I hold you close and my desire for you starts to grow. Your lips look so inviting, as if they are saying you want me, so I take a chance and kiss you gently, feeling you return the kiss with passion. Our thoughts are not on the storm any more as we lay there in each other’s arms; our lips locked in a tender kiss. Soon we are caught up in our desire for one another, our kisses becoming deeper with each passing moment, our hands exploring each other as our bodies respond to the needs that have overtaken us. We soon find ourselves naked, our desires guiding us as our bodies become entwined together. All that is on our minds is our need for each other, no longer hearing the thunder outside. I feel your need for me growing as my lips find your breast, kissing them gently as my hands explore your nest of love. My body responds as I grow to meet your needs, desiring to enter your love nest. Our need for each other takes control as you pull me into your paradise of love. I can feel your love canal as it tightens its self around me, drawing me deeper inside.
We lay there engulfed in the passion and desires of each other. Our bodies react to each touch, each kiss, and each stroke of my manhood. We feel our desire grow as we come closer to a orgasm. You feel the tingle deep inside start to rise, the lips of your love nest drawing tighter around my manhood bringing me closer to a climax. Our thrusts become faster as we draw closer, our bodies moving in unison. As a sudden flash of lightning and a clap of thunder hits close by, we reach the height of our desires, Your orgasm rising from deep within to meet the rush of my cum as we climax together. Your lips clamp around my tool drawing all of me inside, our bodies rigid with delight, wanting it to last forever. Together we lay there listening to the rain as the storm passes on by. A calm after the storm of our desires.

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