Zack caused quite a stir at Southern Strokes. My first conversation with Zack took place over the telephone and I didn’t believe that it was real. I figured either he had partied real hard the night before or he was just fucking with me.
I met Zack in the parking lot of a mall in North Georgia and he stepped out of his truck with shaggy curly hair, wearing nerdy glasses and looking flawless in a pair of dirty jeans and a tight t-shirt.
I couldn’t get Zack up to the lake house fast enough. I wanted to see him naked and I wanted to see that uncut cock of his. The next day Zack showed up at the lake house on time and ready to go. He talked with us for a minute before he took off his shirt revealing his defined abs and chest.
Zack pulled out his big uncut cock and started stroking it. His balls were so full their were hanging a good 2 inches below his swollen taint. Zack got his cock nice and hard and then he got up on his knees and let us see is tight pink baloon knot. Zack worked his cock with his left hand, fisting it as he work his load up his throbbing shaft. Without warning, Zack shot a rocket of thick country boy cum all over his tanned chest and abs.