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You can probably tell by the title that this post deals with sex. So if you’re at work…

I had someone comment in an e-mail the other day that city boys are fun, but country boys are just plain wild. I don’t know too many city boys, but I do get a sense that city boys are probably a little cooler about how they they handle sexual situations. I don’t mean cool in temperature, I mean cooler in style. I think that even at their horniest, a city boy is gonna take a little time to bait the lure and do the dance before taking you somewhere then scorching your hole. But us country boys…when we get horny, we’ll fuck you where you’re standing.

Country boys generally live in places where man-tussling has to be kept on the down low, so there’s a limited amount of time. A country boy ain’t gonna waste it playin cat and mouse. He wants up your ass and down to business, so that every availble second is devoted to hot howling sex. And a countryboy is gonna howl. He’s gonna make some noise. You smoke that bone right and he’ll howl like dog during a full moon.

When it comes to oral, a country boy ain’t gonna just lie (or stand) there and take it. Not after he’s finished his beer anyway. He’s gonna ride your mouth. Check that…ride your throat. For a country boy, the only thing better than being in your deep, warm, wet, tight hole is being in your other deep, warm, wet, tight, hole. Especially if it’s already been prepped by his buddy. Recipe for a gang bang: a handful of horny country boys, a case of beer, an old pickup truck, and a willing bottom.

For a country boy, it’s all about a good time. Don’t need flirting. We can tell if you like us by the look in your eye. Don’t need to be “dressed right.” Your clothes are coming off anyway. Don’t need romance. Paris and roses are expensive. Don’t need dinner. The hunger comes afterward. Don’t need some special location. A country boy will do you just about anywhere that’s reasonably private: the backseat, against a tree, the kitchen table…beds are for sleeping. We country boys have nothing against all the peripheral stuff. We can do those things too. It’s just that for us, it’s not necessary.

All we need is a you, a cold beer, rubbers, and a good sturdy surface.

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