Even thought I lived in it by the time it was completely finished, it was still just a barn on the outside. That appealed to me for some reason. I gue...ss it was that I still appeared to be very near homeless. At least I did to anyone who just looked at me casually, which most folks did.By the first of February I was completely moved into the barn. I grew bored about that same time. I was doing all the work that came my way, but there wasn’t much. I had my truck door advertising, and the fellow. I just kept ramming and mashing. Stella settled in for the long haul."Give it to me, Don. Slam your cock into me. Don't hold back."I spewed my spunk all over her tits and her face. I hadn't touched Stella's cunt at all since I got home, but I could smell her juices flowing. I'm guessing she came at least once.Stella smiled at me sexily and licked up as much of the cum as she could off of her breasts. I felt a little guilty about the state of her pussy so I licked her a few minutes until she. I look again at his reflection, Hmmmmmm, rock hard now, and I note he is staring right at me, it's a nice warm feeling knowing you are being desired and visualized as a sexual object.I turn to look around me and stop and look directly at him, then down at his erection. He stops wanking, suddenly confronted mid act, unsure of my reaction, but he is OK, I have no intention of screaming, I want to see him 'Shoot', so I look left and back, we are alone, so I look back and down, and he smiles and. ”“It would be our story, and it would be the fucking greatest love story ever told.”I looked over to see if he was serious or not... Shit! he was.“Okay.”“Babe, I only ever think of you.”...MasturbationEric continued, “See, I’ll show you, if I may?”“Oh, please do.”With that, he reached for his cock. Lying down, looking straight into my eyes, he slowly stroked his semi hard thin member. With each stroke, Eric rubbed his head with his thumb and palm before slowly going back down again, spreading.