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pad back to the trailer, the two of us laughing and enjoying getting soaked. By the time we got inside, our clothes looked like they’d been through the rinse cycle in a washing machine, waiting to get spun.
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    I sneezed once, and Walter said, “You’d better get out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold.” He pulled his dripping polo shirt over his head and shook the water from his hair. His abs had a little padding—not too much, but enough so you could rest your head there without landing on bone. Just the way I liked them.
    “Go on, Manny. What are you waiting for?” Walter said as he unbuttoned his khakis. My polo shirt was a big sodden mass, and I had trouble getting it over my head.
    “Let me give you a hand with that.” Walter stepped up to me, his belt and pants hanging open, and lifted the wet shirt over my head. My nostrils filled with the smell of him, lemon and sweat and clean rain. Then he leaned in and kissed me.
    His lips were wet and so were mine, but I could feel the heat radiating through them. He wrapped his arms around me, and I leaned forward and pressed my smooth cheek against his grizzled one, feeling my skin tingle. He pushed his wet chest on mine, and he ran his arms up and down my back. “Oh, Manny,” he whispered in my ear, and nibbled on the lobe.
    My dick swelled and pressed against my pants, and I felt the heat of Walter’s body drying my wet skin. His dick was hard too, and I tried to shimmy against him, but he pulled away and began to drop the rest of his soaking clothes in a frenzy. I matched him, and Walter hoisted me on his desk, pushing aside the paperwork and the project drawings, and spread my legs open.
    He got down on his knees in front of the desk and slurped up and down my shaft. I whimpered and ran my hands through his wet, wavy hair. With one hand, he played with my balls, and with the other traced patterns along my thigh that made me shiver with ecstasy.
    He was a master cocksucker, with the kind of experience you only get with age. He nibbled my mushroom cap and flicked his tongue at the sensitive spot just beneath it. He sucked on the top while stroking my shaft up and down. Way too quickly I felt my orgasm rising. “No, Walter,” I said, trying to push his head away from my dick. “I’m going to…”
    He wouldn’t let go, and I shot off in his mouth. He swallowed every drop and then stood up with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Young and full of cum,” he said. “The way I like my men.” He pulled me toward him and kissed me, and I tasted my own semen on his lips, salty and dirty, and even though I’d just shot off, I felt my dick stiffening again.
    Walter turned me around so I was leaning down with my hands planted on his desk. Once again he dropped to his knees, this time eating my ass, prying the cheeks apart with his hands and attacking my hole with his tongue. He released one cheek and grabbed my dick with that hand, pulling it straight down and squeezing it. I thought I’d go crazy from the sensation. He was the best lover I’d ever had, and I didn’t want it to end.
    He stood up and guided his dick toward my puckered hole. With his index finger, he rubbed the ring around my sphincter, opening me like a flower to receive him. “Oh, God, I want you,” he said. I heard the drawer of his desk get yanked open, and his free hand fumbling through the contents.
    I felt a squirt of cold liquid in my ass, and I contracted my muscles, then opened them again. Walter had a condom on his dick, and he was nosing against my hole with his tip. I took a deep breath and said, “Please, Walter, fuck me.”
    He pushed forward gently. There was no pain, only pleasure, only the sense that I was opening my body to receive him, that we were sharing in this amazing give-and-take.
    “Do you love me, Manny?” he whispered.
    “Oh, Walter,” I said. “Oh, yes.”
    “Show me, baby,” he said. “Use that ass.”
    I pushed back against him, and we