You drive out to the old ranch and park in the driveway

In your excitement, you speed down the empty streets and then down the dirt road leading towards the ranch. Out here on the edge of town, the only light for miles is the porch light on a charming little ranch house. You turn off the dirt road onto the gravel drive, cock tenting the front of your sweats.

As you pull to a stop near the house, you hop out and strip down to your white jock strap. The warm night air sends tingles through you as it kisses your near naked body. The anticipation of the pleasures you're about to have are driving you forward. You realize you're breathing hard and your heart is thumping in your chest. A quick jolt of nervousness passes through your brain and you hesitate at the door.

At that moment of hesitation, the door swings open and there stands a mountain of a man. He stands 6'6" easily, his arms look like pythons and his legs look like tree trunks. He has a bit of a beer belly, but it fits him and makes him sexier. He's wearing his own jock strap, but this one is black, and judging by the bulge its hiding, he is incredibly hung.

"mmm, even better than the pictures" He says, gruffly, from a mouth hidden below a large mustache. Before you can reply, he reaches his enormous arm out and pulls you gently, but firmly into the house.