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He raised his head and turned, but as he tried to get up, I realised that his body was covered with large wheals and bruises, as if he had been kicked repeatedly, and his face was puffy with bruises, cuts and grazes. I lifted him up and comforted him, as I took off my coat and put it over his cold and shivering shoulders. “You came for me. I knew you would come for me,” he quietly sobbed, “just like when we were kids.” Tears began to mingle with mud and blood on his beautiful but beaten face. “Who did this to you?” I asked, as I used my handkerchief to wipe the mud from his face. “Those bastards in the bar last night,” he muttered, gritting his teeth, as if gathering strength, “I should have known better. They fucked me all roads, the bastards. But at least you’re here now.” By now the weather was getting angry; the wind had picked up and the cold rain was starting to come down quite heavily. And it was getting dark. I looked at my watch and realised that, in his condition, we would never get back to the car before nightfall and this terrain would be treacherous in the dark, even if we tried. God knows where his boots were – stolen I guess, along with his talisman and the contents of his sporran. I checked my mobile phone to call for help but just when I needed it most, there was no signal. I decided the only thing to do was to seek some kind of shelter and I remembered the ruined croft a few hundred yards away, so with some difficulty, I managed to get Deryk to his feet and we staggered out of the ditch and across the bracken, eventually to discover that part of the ruin was still a small roofed structure with a half-broken barn door on the other side. As we staggered inside, we were greeted by the warmth and smell of what had once been an animal shelter but which now took on a new role, as Hairy a shelter for two brothers. We collapsed into the straw in the corner. There was little else I could do in the dark, with no first aid kit. What little clothing we had on was now soaking wet and we had only my coat to cover us both but at least it was warm and dry in our shelter, albeit rather smelly! I had a bottle of water which I made him sip and I also had some chocolate in my pocket – always a good source of energy and nourishment, so I gave him that to eat. His jaw was aching from his bruising but at least it wasn’t broken. The only other remedy for exposure in these circumstances is shared bodily warmth, so I improvised a bed from the straw, peeled off his wet X-men tee-shirt and his wet socks and then removed my own clothes and laid them out to dry on the straw beside us. Now both completely naked, I hugged him closely against Hardcore my warm body, spooning him from behind in the foetal position and pulling the coat over the top of us. Deryk was shivering at first but after a little while, the warmth began to build up under the coat and he settled into a gentle sleep. As the warmth built up, I started to get horny with my arms around him and my cock nestled in the cleft below his behind. I was thinking about last night and shooting my load into his inner willingness for the first time. I’m ashamed to say that, even in this moment of crisis, my juices were flowing again and my erection was slipping rather easily into the crack between his buttocks. This moment was what all my fantasies of childhood had been leading up to – although I was too asian young or naïve to understand them fully at the time – and now I had a real Deryk in the safety of my arms again and I wanted him. In fact, I wanted him so much that with just the slightest movement between his buttocks, I felt my orgasm building uncontrollably. Part of me didn’t want it this way; I didn’t think it was “right” while Deryk was in such a weakened state. But I didn’t enter him though; I couldn’t – I shouldn’t – do that; not here, japanese not now. Even so, my orgasm was still rising in my balls until, inevitably, I knew the battle was lost. My cum rose mercilessly through my loins and erupted from my erection in a number of gentle throbs, as my fluids filled the crack of his buttocks and I cradled his body before me, hugging him and kissing the back of his neck. At last I fell asleep. The weather must have cleared during the night because I awoke to a shaft of moonlight through the gap in the old barn door. And against this light, I saw a shadow, the outline at least, of stockings Deryk, on his knees astride my body. “You seem to have recovered alright,” I ventured, in the half-light. He seemed to growl in response but then he said gruffly, “You’ve had what you wanted; now it’s my turn,” and he just grabbed my legs and threw my feet above his shoulders, hoisting me off our bed of straw. Before I knew it, I felt the familiar slipperiness of his erect organ directly against my hole and with one thrust and a defiant grunt, he rammed into me, all the way. “Jesus!” I yelled out, “Go easy – please!” My toes curled at the hot japanese touch caressing me. She brushed my clit. Imagine my surprise when I find out there Hardcore is a house protected by an angel. Dotty suggests they look into joining a swinger's club when they get back home. But Hairy she couldn’t think about herself, pleasing him was her reason for living. As stupid as it sounded, I felt asian like an stockings ass. She shivered from the sudden penetration, refusing to believe I had gone so deep. Then something I didn’t expect to come out of his mouth was said. A feeling of foreboding, of problems ahead. ……… Master.” For the next hour, the couple performed oral sex on one another, with Kyle bringing her off twice as his tongue explored every centimeter of pussy and ass. “I don’t think…” He reached one hand out and grabbed his glasses. His pectoral muscles stretching and clenching, the veins in his arms extending and releasing. "I've had sex plenty of times. “Who said anything about you?” Gloria smiled innocently, “It’s Tera I asked for.” "Adina? She laughed it off but still looked a little uncomfortable with the situation. “Good morning, Dave.