The law of the people

First, I would like to introduce myself. Maybe some of you know me from the stories I narrated. Stories like this one, real. About how, without looking for it, I left behind everything I thought I was. The stories are "It all started in Asturias" which, for reasons beyond me, my previous account was deleted and were left written as if by an anonymous.

Much later than what was explained in those stories, more precisely in the already past 2024, and since my job allows me, I have decided to buy a house in a small village in northern Castellón.

As you can imagine, I have continued to be faithful to my lifestyle, taking advantage of every moment I have to try and test myself. What I never imagined is that here, in this small village where there are only 8 inhabitants during the winter, is where I was going to find myself closest to my limit.

With the village being so small, most of the services are in larger towns in the region and it is almost exclusively the only human contact I have on a day-to-day basis. On this occasion, as winter approached, I searched on Wallapop to buy firewood in the area. It wasn't difficult, I quickly found several contacts. Nothing out of the ordinary, I wrote to a few and the first one that responded, I went to a nearby village about 10km from mine.

I arrived at the agreed point which was an old farmhouse located a few meters from the village, a village similar to mine with about 15/20 inhabitants and no one on the street, I parked right at the entrance of the farmhouse, opened the gate and without hesitation I went inside towards a stone shed with several piles of firewood stacked.

- Good afternoon! I'm the guy from Wallapop who wrote to you a moment ago. – No one answered me.

- Hello!?,… Hello?

Suddenly, a young Arab boy about 18 years old with haste emerged from behind one of the piles of firewood, head down.

- Hi, I'm from Wallapop. – I said to him as he passed by me without saying a word, quickly walking towards the exit.

- Are you looking for me! – I turned and out came a “gentleman” about 70 years old, tall, at least 185.. Strong, very strong and burly.

The guy was a walking stereotype, as I said big and burly. Plaid shirt rolled up, with buttons and brown corduroy pants. A small cigar in his mouth and a lush white beard.

- Hello! – I repeated.

- What is it?

- Well, I'm the guy from Wallapop, I came for firewood.

- Oh yes, yes. I was expecting you a little later, but come in since you are here already. It's just that you caught me watching something with a boy.

The truth is, the situation I had just experienced seemed a little strange to me, but since my mind is always horny, I didn't give it much thought. The man called me and I approached where he was.

- Well, here you have firewood. Fireplace or stove? I say this because of the size.

- Big hahaha... because in the cold weather size does matter, right? Besides, my fireplace is big. (Yes, I'm an idiot and I ask for it)

- Are you new around here, right? Are you the one who bought the house in xxxxxx? (I won't put the name because that would locate me in the area in a minute).

- Yes yes, that's me. But well, getting used to the house and fixing things. I must say that for now I'm very happy, although with little social contact.

- Good house and good wood, if you take care of it, it will last longer than what you can see.

- Well, that's what they told me. I really can't complain.

- Well, bring the car closer and I'll help you load it up.

As always, obediently, I went to get the car. The man came behind, opened the gate let me in and closed it behind me. When I got out of the car, I looked at him and naturally my gaze went to his crotch, the guy was completely erect and with a quite intimidating tool.

I'm not small either, I'm 185cm tall and weigh 90kg, I blushed immediately and looked away as if it wasn't for me (which it wasn't), but I'm not good at pretending and obviously he noticed.

What are you looking at, new guy? Wasn't there this where you were before?

Nothing, what do you mean? - I clumsily pretended again.

Are you saying you didn't see any of this where you came from?

Hahaha.... Sure, sure... but I wasn't looking there, man.

No? It didn't seem like it - He said to me, while gripping it with his hand making it stand out even more and causing mine to react.

Really, it wasn't my intention, I'm not into that. Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.

Do you know the reason for this?

Seriously, I don't know what you're talking about. - I was hoping he would say that I was the reason, but...

Well look guy, you arrived earlier than I had told you and the Moroccan guy who helps me in the field couldn't finish his work. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-erect member, and even like that, it looked large, very large.

I don't know what to tell you... I said very awkwardly. I don't want any misunderstandings, I don't know what to do right now other than to apologize.

Well, it's easy, you kneel right there and open your mouth. Can you do that?

Come on man, I'm not going to do that. I said as I closed the gate with the key.

Well, it must have been my mistaken impression. - He reopened the gate with the key and stood there, without putting his member back in his pants.

I looked at him, took a deep breath, and knelt down like the bitch I am. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and looked at him with embarrassment.

That's it hahaha

He approached me, stood a few centimeters from my mouth, and it was drooling, you could tell the Moroccan guy had worked him well and it was full of pre-cum. I opened my mouth wider, hoping he would put it inside, but he didn't, all I felt was a warm stream of urine, salty and bitter that made me open my eyes wide, I closed my mouth and it hit my face, eyes, hair.

Open your filthy mouth!! Don't let it fall

Of course I opened it, I didn't want to waste anything. But the surprise made me close it.

I tried to swallow everything, but it was impossible, by the time he stopped, my face, hair, and clothes were soaked. It's okay, I thought... now I will get my reward. I swallowed hard and was ready.

You were thirsty, kid

Well... it's delicious

Hahaha... but didn't you say you weren't into this stuff?

I'm new in town and I wouldn't want... well you know...

No, I don't know. Because nothing is happening here and that's it. Do you understand?

Uhmm, yes... well... I mean...

Stop babbling like an asshole!!! Do you understand or not?

Yes, yes... I got it very clearly. I'm sorry

But you're such an idiot, now apologizing.

I'm sorry (yes, I'm stupid, I know... but I was just hoping to suck that cock)

Shut the fuck up!!! - slap and punch

Fuck... cock about to burst and on my knees for that cock.

Where do you think you're going? - Another slap I received

I wanted a bit of...

Look, let's do one thing, you don't talk. Just nod, okay?

I nodded

Perfect, now you're going to take off all that pee-soaked clothes. Got it?

I nodded again and obeyed, I stayed in my underwear and left the clothes in a pile.

Stand up and come here.

Without a word, I went to the man who was next to a workbench and he indicated how to proceed.

Lean on the table, let your chest fall on it, stretch your arms, and open your legs.

He came closer to me, with some zip ties first he tied my ankles to the table legs and then my wrists to some small rings that were on the opposite side.

With or without? - He asked me

Understanding that he was referring to a condom and that I had just met him, obviously I replied with.

He took two zip ties, tied them together, attached my dick to my thigh, and put on the condom. Two slaps right on my hole, a little bit of play with one of his fingers. He went in, out, went back in twisting it, and inserted the second finger which repeated the pattern.

My ass was already thumping, waiting to be fucked like a bitch, it heated up when his tip pressed against my hole.

Seeing that I still had some margin of movement, he stepped back and made sure to tighten each of the five zip ties to prevent me from moving at all.

At that moment my cock was already dripping down my thigh with abundant pre-cum.

His tip touched my hole again and immediately he noticed that I was waiting for it. His two hands grabbed my hips to gain momentum and in one thrust he went all the way in. (It's painful, but it's what I crave every time I think of someone). I screamed with all my might, he stayed inside. Two tears fell down my face. He pulled out abruptly and used my peed shirt to cover my mouth.

My family is at home, don't you ever dare to scream again.

Again in one thrust without asking, he stayed inside. He came out halfway, gave several short thrusts without going all the way in, I started to enjoy it and as soon as he noticed, he went all the way back in. With that pattern of 5 short and 1 long thrust, it went on for a while, by the third time I had already climaxed once.

He continued and continued until I felt the condom swelling inside my ass, he stayed inside pressing me against the table and I could feel the thrusts of cum inside the condom.

I had already cum 3 times and was waiting for my reward, I needed to taste that sweet and salty milk in my mouth.

He pulled out, removed the condom, tied it up and put it into a small fridge in the shed.

- It's a 15-minute drive from here to your house, I want you back here in 45 minutes, clean and changed.