Following the sudden death of his father, Lawrence "Law" Crow must not only comfort his bereaved mother, but also find the strength to continue running the family business, a local and beloved lavender farm in the mountains of northern California. At first, consumed with his own grief and struggling to find meaning in life, Law indulges in his vices, mainly by surrendering to his sexual urges with numerous men, all in a desperate battle to forget his pain and to end the emotional turmoil tearing him apart.<br><br>But when a stunningly handsome and passionate Spanish soccer player named Garbi suddenly crosses his path, Law discovers light in the possibility of love. Does Garbi have the ability to heal Law's shattered heart, provide him with purpose, and help him fully embrace the joy of living once again amidst the beautiful and fragrant lavender fields?

Lavender

“I’m not,” I insisted and grunted when he caressed my cock, and his big toe rubbed my dick head.


“You sure?” He rubbed faster, pressing harder so my dick responded and poked above the water.


“Uggh huh.” I scooted closer so he could have full advantage. My balls, pent up from denial in the woods, churned in anticipation.


Garbi rubbed faster still and moved his other foot so my engorged cock wedged between his feet.


“What are you doing?” I gasped, knowing full well what he intended.


He stroked me awkwardly with his feet at first, but soon found his rhythm.


I curled my fingers around the edge of the tub and submitted to my first “footjob.”


“God,” I groaned as he stroked faster, and the water splashed up and out of the tub in furious waves. “Shit…fucker…fuck!” I bucked up as rope after rope of semen flew.


Garbi pinched his feet together to squeeze out every drop and held my dick tight, making it turn red and angry. Finally, when no more cum oozed from the slit, he relaxed.


Chapter 26