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I think it works! But time has to be invested with mutual understandings! Communication is key set up boundaries and of course trust!
My brother and his gf dated 4 years and one In Hawaii and the other Montana …
Why even have a partner that is so far away that you only get to see them maybe once a year? Is it just so you can say you have a partner?
Yank and Reb
© By FarmerBear
The war had already been going on for over four years now with no sign of letting up. Both sides were relentless with great intent upon being the victor. Me, I could care less. The war was tearing our country in half, literally, and the outcome would be catastrophic no matter which side won.
I was born in the state of Maine. I figured that far north no one would come looking for me, but only time would tell. I had many thoughts of running away to Canada, but I had family to take care of.
And came they did. I protested, but there were too many of them. My younger brother would be left behind to tend to the needs of the family they said. He was thirteen then. Next week would be his seventeenth birthday. Hopefully they wouldn’t come back for him.
Winter had set in, and I was sent on ahead to do some scouting for the old man General Grant himself. I got lucky and was put in his division. He was one smart man, not to mention a burly son of a bitch that I’d love to attack anytime. He could scout me out anytime and pin me to the ground. I’d surrender gladly at the end of his sword that he had hidden in his pants. Rumor was that he had a thick one enough to fuck an elephant. Just thinking about it made my ass twitch. I’d love to be on my knees in front of him any time taking orders.
Anyway, the snow was still falling, even after three hours with no sign of letting up. More than two feet had fallen to the ground, and it was getting deeper by the minute. The winds were beginning to blow something fierce, and I needed to seek shelter soon or freeze to death. I trudged ahead through the deep snow till I stumbled upon an old cabin. It looked like it had been deserted for a very long time. It would have to do as it was better than staying out here in the wind.
I opened the door with caution, but no one was inside. It had a crude fireplace, but I had no matches. I looked around a bit and finally found one. One. It would have to do or else. I went back outside and gathered up a bit of firewood that was still not too wet from the snow. With the fireplace all ready, I attempted the one light to get the kindling wood going. I struck the box and damn it, a big gust of wind blew down from the chimney flue and blew it out. It was going to be a long night tonight. This old blue uniform had better keep me warm till morning.
The snow continued to blow like I had never seen it blow before. The mountains of West Virginia were unforgiving this time of year, and this was no exception. The snow must have been at least four feet high now outside and still getting deeper. I figured no one else would be out in the storm, so I cuddled up in a corner of the room farthest from the drafty window and finally fell asleep. I was beat tired and needed the rest, but Johnny Reb was in the area, and I didn’t want captured, especially being a lone solder; spies were shot on the spot by the South.
I awoke to a noise in the corner of the dark cabin. I had to wait a few minutes to let my eyes adjust and focus from the dark and being asleep for a few hours. There, in a corner on the opposite side of the corner was another solder in gray – Johnny Reb he was! I remained as quiet as I could. Maybe he didn’t even know that I was in here, or did he? Still, I took no change. I kept my gun close to me in case he tried to attack me in my sleep. I was going to get none this night.
“You needn’t do that,” he said.
I was scared shitless and remained motionless. He wasn’t going to get me.
“I’m not going to harm you. If I did, you’d be dead by now. When I came inside you were snoring loud enough to wake the dead.”
He was right about that, but still, I didn’t want to die out here all alone and in the cold. They’d never find me, and my family would always wonder what ever happened to me.
He didn’t move, but stayed motionless on the floor. A little light filtered in through the windows from the moon. He was a big boy for sure, bigger than I was, which gave him the advantage. He must have been a good six feet two inches tall and a hefty three hundred pounds or more. He had a very bright colored red beard that shone in the moonlight. What a handsome fuck he was. They didn’t make them like that very much.
It had been a very long time since I had a good piece of cock in my mouth to suck on. My cock leaked like a faucet every night, and my balls needed draining so bad. I sure would love to have a roll in the hay with him, but not with my enemy I wouldn’t.
He just lay there starring at me. I was a pretty good-sized fellow, too. I was a tad bit under six feet tall and maybe two hundred and seventy-five pounds. I could take care of my own real well. He’d have a good time trying to take me. Despite the darkness, I could see him move ever so slightly. He was on his left side and his right hand slowly moved down to his crotch. His hand started to rub his pants real slow till I could see the cloth move to reveal that he had a boner. Was he thinking of raping my ass? One could never tell, not that I wouldn’t mind him doing so. He was a very masculine looking man, and I’d love to get him in bed and attack his cock with my mouth. I bet he had a fat one. His body was burly and fat, which usually meant a fat cock.
How could this be possibly happening to me? Was he baiting me? The chance was minute, but maybe he was just horny and wanted some action. Men usually did when they were alone and hadn’t had any in a long time. I slowly slid my hand down to my crotch for him to see and rubbed my trousers as well. It didn’t take long for my pants to stick out, too. I could see his eyes move to my pants, and I swore his mouth opened a bit and his tongue stick out a fraction of an inch. This big boy wanted it, and apparently he wanted it bad. What would they do to me if my commanding officer found out? Having sex with the enemy would put my ass on a firing squad for sure, but no one was around, so what the fuck?
I tried to relax despite the tense situation. He just lied there and kept looking at me. Surely he knew that I could see what he was doing. Surely he could see me as well! Maybe I could get him to do something.
“Looks like the storm is still out there,” I said.
“It is. It’s past three in the morning and still snowing. There must be at least six feet of snow on the ground by now, and it’s getting colder. If we don’t do something we’re both going to freeze.”
“I know,” he said. “We need a fire bad.”
“Got any matches?” I asked.
He hesitated for a few minutes and then answered. “I sure do. I didn’t want to start the fire and wake you.”
“Well, I’m awake now, so why not get some heat in here?”
“OK. I promise I’m not going to do anything rash. We need each other if we’re going to survive this storm.”
He got up slowly and walked over to the fireplace that was on his side of the cabin. He lit a match and kept one eye on me the whole time. I didn’t blame him. I’d have done the same thing. The fire was going slightly and he tended to it, gradually adding bigger pieces of kindling wood till it was going fairly well. In about five minutes it was going enough that a small amount of heat was building up.
The solder looked a little more relaxed and even unbuttoned his coat. The bulge had gone down some in his pants, but it was still noticeably there. He looked over at me from gazing into the fireplace and gently rubbed his pants. He had a grin on his face as if he knew something that I did not. I looked down at his pants and starred till he knew that I was looking at him intensely. My own hand had strayed to my own crotch and, now my pants were bulging fully.
He gave a small and gentle laugh out loud.
“Don’t be shy. We’re both men here. Haven’t you ever done it at least once when you were horny as hell and needed some action?”
He was waiting for me to answer. To prod one out of me he slowly took his coat off to reveal how burly he was. He even unbuttoned his shirt a bit to reveal a thick mat of bright red fur on his chest. My tongue and hands could get lost in it all day long. He stuck a hand inside his shirt and rubbed his chest real slow to see if I was following his hands, which I was. He could tell and unbuttoned his shirt a bit more to reveal some of his belly. It was a big one and even more furry than his upper chest. His navel was showing slightly and it was a big one. His fur stretched all the way to his waist and below for sure.
“I see you there touching your crotch. You’re horny, too, and want to know if I am.”
My mouth dropped open, and I wanted his furry ass so bad. Could I chance it with him? Did he like women or only men when he was horny and couldn’t get it the other way?
“Yes, I do,” was all he said.
Yes he did men only or just when he was horny? I couldn’t tell. I sat up and wondered what to do next.
“Come stand here with me. The fire is getting big and the warmth feels so good.”
Either he wanted it or he was luring me in to kill me.
Finally he told me a bit more. “Yes, I do men only. Women are too complex for me, and I get no satisfaction from them. I like the feel and smell of a real man in my arms. I love to feel his masculinity and he feel mine.” This he said as he rubbed his chest and belly some more. Damn he was hot to me, and I wanted him so bad. No one would see us or ever know.
“I’ll tell you what. How about we both put our guns away and are civil about this. You’re a hot man and want to experience me in your arms. I find you equally attractive and luring. I’d love to feel you on me any way you could. Come stand with me.”
I slowly got up and walked over to the fire. We starred into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. His hairy chest was awesome. Never had I seen a coat of fur that thick, and he was a red haired man to boot.
“Good man. Lets walk over to the other wall and drop our guns there. I’ll drop mine first. I could see what you looked like when I came in here and have been fantasizing about you the entire time. Not many men are so masculine like you these days.”
We both slowly walked over to the other side and dropped our weapons. Either he was sincere, or I was very gullible.
We walked over to the fireplace. The warmth from the heat felt so good. The cold was sinking in to my bones so bad and making me stiff. I needed to get my strength back bad.
He turned to me and removed my coat ever so slowly. My shirt was unbuttoned slowly, too. I puffed my chest out in anticipation of him touching me more intimately. His hands rubbed my upper chest, stopping to caress my nipples that hardened with his touch. Next, his hands roamed down to my belly and felt my pelt of fur that hadn’t been touched in months. I breathed in heavily again and my belly expanded for him to fondle. He rubbed it all over and went so far as to slightly put his fingers inside my pant’s waistband. I exhaled to loosen my pants, and his hands went down inside my long johns. I lightly moaned approval, and he just smiled at me.
I returned the affection. I rubbed his barrel sized chest and pinched his nipples, too. He was a big boy and had man tits, the kind that you could suck the cum out of their balls type. I leaned over and pushed his shirt aside and sucked one of them. I tongued the tip of it while I tried to remove his shirt altogether and push down the top half of his long johns. Once his shirt was off I fondled the other nipple till it was hard to the touch. He breathed in a sigh of relief.
“Now then. That wasn’t so bad, was it? It’s just us two here enjoying each other.”
I reached inside his pants and felt the hardness that I had seen push through his trousers. His long johns were tight and wanted releasing. I unbuckled his pants and unbuttoned the fly till they dropped to the floor. At least if he tried something he couldn’t run very fast. His crotch was pushing out hard and I wanted to taste his rebel cock like no other Yankee had. I pushed his long johns down and they fell to the floor like his pants did. He stood there mostly buck naked with a big smile on his face. Now I could caress him in other places as well. While I still had his breasts in my mouth sucking the cum out of his balls, I felt his meaty rump in the rear and slowly reached for the gun had been in his pants.
“Go for it, big boy. This Reb wants to feel violated all over.”
I slowly pushed my fingers between his cheeks and felt his manhole with my thumb. He slightly flinched from it, but relaxed enough to let me in. I shoved my thumb up his ass as far as I could. My other hand was fondling his balls. They were bull sized and low hangers even in this cold cabin. I felt the thick pelt of fur on his nuts and massaged his sack to loosen it up more, then I pulled on it a bit.
“Go for it, Yankee. This Johnny Reb loves his balls worked on real good like.”
I grabbed his nuts and pulled harder on them. He just tilted his back and moaned in delight. I pulled and stretched and pulled his nuts some more till they loosened up. After that I reached for the gun between his legs that was loaded and needed firing. It was nice and thick, maybe six inches long and six inches round, but most of all he was uncut. I was cut as doctors started the trend to do so with newborn babies. Evidently in the south they still let a man hold onto his foreskin. It just wasn’t right to take part of man’s masculinity from him and not have his permission.
I continued to massage his manhole with my thumb as I caressed his cock. It curved up slightly but not much. I stroked it and stroked it till he was moaning very loudly now.
“Fuck, Yank. Do something about my Rebel gun. It needs to be fired real bad.”
I dropped to my knees and grabbed his thighs. My mouth was wide open in anticipation of tasting Rebel red cock. His cock slid into my mouth and down my throat. It was nicely thick and long as it touched the back of my mouth and made me gag slightly. I just forced my face deeper under his fur-pelted belly and got another inch inside my mouth. His groin hair was nice and soft upon my face as I rubbed his belly on it. Reb grabbed my head with both hands and fucked my face silly till he fired his gun in my mouth. He packed a big one and filled my hungry mouth full of a fine southern drink for me to swallow. Not a minute went by and he washed it down for me with his piss. I was thirsty and it hit the spot real well.
Johnny Reb reached under my arms and pulled me up.
“There now. That wasn’t so bad, was it? Cock is cock, no matter what side you’re on. You’re one good fuck, and I’d love to see more of you in the future.”
“And I, you. You’re one hell of a man, and one hell of a gun that I could have fire down my throat any time.”
“Well, then. Let’s see what this Yankee has to offer me.”
Reb the Red bear got to his knees and grabbed my thighs. He held me close, and I could feel the thick fur on his chest brushing on my bare thighs. It was so soft. Never had I seen a coat of fur so red or thick on a man before.
He licked my thighs of dark hair and nuzzled his mouth between my balls and legs. I could feel his breath on my skin from him being so excited. His attention told me that he was very hungry in a sexual way and enjoyed being with me. Finally he took a nut into his mouth and sucked on it real hard like I had never been sucked before. His hand went around my other ball sack and he pulled it down real hard. One ball in hand and the other in his mouth gave me such great pleasure. This solder knew how to please another man the right way. As he opened wide to release it, he bit down hard on my nut, and I screamed. It hurt so good, and I wished he wouldn’t stop. All the other men were so boring in bed. This guy knew how to do it.
My other nut received the same treatment before he swallowed my cock in his mouth and down his throat. He pushed under my belly and an extra inch of my hard cock went inside his wet mouth. He sucked real good and put the end of my cock between his teeth. I loved it when a man chewed on my cock head. It literally sent me over the edge. I grabbed his head and slammed it over my fuck stick. I fucked his face for less than a minute and finally exploded my gun inside his hot mouth. Never had I had an orgasm like this before. He serviced me the best ever. I even returned the favor and filled his rebel belly with hot Yankee piss.
Reb stood up with my help and looked me in the eyes.
“Yank, you’re good. I want to be with you forever, but this hellish war just won’t allow it.”
I know it. We’ll have to figure something out. In the meantime, I’d like some of your rebel ass.”
He just smiled and got down on fours with his furry red ass wiggling in the air, waiting for my Yankee cock to plow it. I grabbed his hips and pushed my sweaty cock between his fat cheeks. He was a bit tight for having a fat ass, but at the same time I could tell that he’d been plowed before and on a regular basis. I slapped them a few times, and he just hollered that much more. I reached under his fat belly and yanked on his huge balls till they were on the floor.
“Oh, yea! Yank my big balls, you fucking Yankee! Show this lil Rebel who’s in charge!”
I plowed his ass some more till my balls were sweaty and slapping his fat furry cheeks. His balls were still in my hands, and I was giving them a good workout. At last I unloaded my gun up his not so tight ass as I squeezed his balls even harder.
“Ah! Damn! You are a hot man, Mr. Yankee, but it’s my turn now.”
I filled his belly up from the rear with some more piss that made him sigh with pleasure. I’m sure that I was about to get the same.
He mounted me real rough like, and I liked it, too.
“OK, boy. Hold on for the ride of your life.”
I lowered my head to the floor and felt his fat cock penetrate my cheeks. It was nicely fat for fucking a guy. I rarely had been fucked and his fat cock up my tight ass just made it that much more sensuous.
“Yank! You’re tight! You need some loosening up. So relax!”
He swatted my cheeks, and it felt so delightful to me. His hands were big and rough. I could feel the calluses on his hands as he swatted me.
He returned the favor and grabbed my balls from under my belly and yanked on them real rough like, even harder than I did him.
“Well, you Yanks might be winning the war, but this fuck session of a war I’m going to win.”
It was all right with me. He was the burliest guy that I had ever had sex with and the most handsome as well. I just didn’t want it to end. Never had I felt such masculinity.
He plowed my ass real rough, pausing to spit on his cock and lube my ass so he could plow me even faster. Finally he unloaded his gun in my ass. I could feel the warmth of his cum, and in this cold cabin it felt mighty good.
He pulled out and rolled me over onto my back and straddled my waist.
“You’re such a handsome man, solder. I could settle down with a hot fuck like you.”
“I’d like that very much, but the war is still on, and how would we meet?”
“We’ll figure that out later. Right now I want more of your hot Yankee ass.”
He lifted my ass into the air and filled my manhole with more of his still hard rebel cock. I just opened my mouth and sighed. Then he leaned over and lay on top of me with all his weight, pressing his big gut against mine. He stuck out his tongue and shoved six more inches of his thick tongue down my throat, while pinning my hands to the floor above my head. I submitted to him and relished the feel of a man overpowering me like this. His cock was still plowing my ass and soon delivered another load up my manhole. My ass had a nice fill of him, I just wished that I could all the time.
He withdrew his tongue and just laid his head on my shoulder, savoring the moment, feeling our bodies joined like this. I really was connecting with this man and did not want it to end.
We spent the remainder of the night in the cabin in front of the fireplace. Morning was peaking through the window and the storm had let up. We both woke up and got our clothes back on.
“It’s time that we be both be on our way, Reb.”
“I know, Yankee. You’re a hot man like none that I have ever been with.”
“You, too, Reb. Personally I don’t think this war is going to last that long. Our country and resources can’t support it for this long.”
“I agree. Maybe it will end soon and we could meet again? I’d love that, Yank. Where do you live?”
“I live way up north in Maine. And you?”
“Well, I live in Tennessee. Not very close to you.”
“No, it’s not,” I added. “How about we meet somewhere in the middle, like Washington?”
“That’ll work, Yank, that’ll work. I’ll tell you what, if the war is over, how about one year from today in front of the capital?”
“Sounds good to me. Meet you there at high noon. OK? How shall I look for you?”
“Oh, just look for Johnny Reb, a big beard, and a wide smile on my face!”
“You got that right. I’ll be there. You’re one hot man, and I’ve never met anyone like you before. Not many wear beards up north. It’s not civilized they say.”
“I know what you mean. Where I’m from though it’s kind of the norm.”
I looked at the door and knew we had to be on our ways.
“This can’t last forever, Mr. Reb. We need to be going before they send out a search party looking for both of us, and us being in here together won’t look good.”
“I agree. By the way, I’m Tom.”
“And I’m Dick. Hope to dick yer fuzzy ass some day again.”
We gave each other a parting big bear hug and six more inches of tongue, and then we both headed out the door. I looked over my shoulder as he disappeared out of sight. I hoped that he would keep his promise and meet me there in Washington. Time would only tell.
© By FarmerBear
October was here, and with it came the season’s last harvest. The last batch of crops went well with the mid summer’s harvest, and it looked like this one, too.
I got to know my neighbor Oldfield quite well this year. We had been at odds for the longest time, but getting it straight between us that day in the field last summer made things a whole lot better. Town folk never could figure out why all of a sudden the two of us got along so well when most of them did not.
It was a nice day out, not too cold and not too hot, either. It was going to be a nice one. I stopped by Oldfield’s barn to see what was going on at lunchtime. I’d already gotten one field harvested and never saw him one bit like we always do.
I looked inside and finally heard some noises in the rear. There was Oldfield on the ground underneath his corn harvester making all kinds of noise, especially the colorful vocabulary type.
“What the fuck is your problem, Oldfield? Days half gone and yer fat ass is still in here playing bottom to a piece of machinery!”
The noise stopped after a few seconds, and he crawled out. He stood up and gave me one of those looks like he was going to bite my head off. Well, if it was my cock head he sure was welcome to try it!
“Well, I didn’t see yer fat ass over here trying to help me get mine going, or were you tending to your own piece of equipment?” he bellowed as he grabbed his crotch and yanked on it real good.
I looked him in the eye real good with my hands on my hips and kicking the dirt some, too. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll help you look at yer machine there. First one to find the problem gets his cock sucked real good.”
Oldfield got in my face and said, “Yer on. Hope your belly is empty enough for my ball sack full of cum and piss.”
I grabbed my crotch and said, “Ha! You’re the one that’s going to be on their knees getting a belly full!”
I crawled underneath it and got oil all over my bibs. Harvesting day was always one day that I could count on to not get my clothes dirty. Not this time I guess! I looked some more and couldn’t really find where it was leaking. Hm. Lying here on my back was getting me real horny and hard. I couldn’t wait to get his fat cock in my mouth and ass. I reached inside my bibs and stroked my cock till it was rock hard in just a few seconds. I wanted it so bad. Hope he was in the mood for it.
Back to looking for his leak!
“Damn, Oldfield! Didn’t you even look at this oil leak here all over the ground as to what your problem might be?”
“Shit! That’s just the cum leaking from my balls in anticipation of you on yer knees servicing my fat cock – again!”
I crawled out from underneath his harvester and shed my bibs right there on the spot. I always liked mine a little bulky so I had plenty of room to air out my balls, not to mention getting them off without taking my boots off. The only thing I had on was my farmer’s cap and boots with my cock flapping in the wind.
He looked at it a bit and said, “Well, don’t you look all ready to get on their knees like a good little daddy should be. All naked like a nice bottom is supposed to be cause they don’t deserve any clothes to wear. It let’s a top daddy like me put my scent all over your fat ass.”
“Don’t count yer chickens yet, Oldfield. You ain’t found the problem either, ya know!”
“Fuck! I was just waiting for your ass to get over here. I’ll still find it before you do.”
He shed his bibs, too and crawled underneath with me. A huge gob of oil dropped on his belly, and I laughed.
“Look who’s getting all oiled up now! I’d say this harvester is going to fuck yer ass first like it has already!”
He looked me in the eye and just grinned. “You mean like this?”
He rubbed the gob of oil off and rubbed it on my belly and crotch. I spread my thighs and let him rub it all over my legs and groin real good. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
“No, I mean like this.” I rubbed my hand on the bottom of the harvester where it was leaking and quickly rubbed some on his ass as I pushed him over.
“Well, Hartman. Don’t just lay there. Give me some cock up my ass!”
Despite how big the harvester was, there was plenty of room underneath it with me to get on top of him and plow his south forty while still here in the barn. I got on top and smeared the oil deeper between his cheeks.
“Oh, fuck! Give me some more of that lube, Hartman. Make my ass so slick I can’t feel your man tool fucking my ass so hard!”
I reached behind me and got another hand full of oil and spread it on really thick. His ass was going to get it hard and deep for sure!
I held his cheeks apart while I porked his ass with my already hard cock. I laid on top of him with all my weight and my hard cock just slid in all the way to the hilt.
“Ah! Hartman, you got your turn coming to you. Just you wait and see how hard I fuck yer fat ass.”
“Till then, your ass is all mine.”
I spread his legs a little more, and he screamed over that. Guess he wasn’t as limber as I was being so big.
I shoved my cock in deeper and harder each time as I fucked his ass. All he did was bitch and tell me how bad I was going to get it. When he did that, I started spanking his ass. I rubbed it with my hands of course. His cheeks were as furry as some men’s beards were. I wanted my cock and tongue up that big hole for sure. I fucked him some more till I unloaded a huge wad of cum up his ass. He sure had room for it and then some. I topped off his tank with some piss that sent him over the top.
“Ah,” was all I heard out of him.
I pulled my still hard cock out of his ass and rolled over for him. It didn’t take him more than two seconds to get on top of me and plow my south forty. He was heavier than me and just laid on top using his weight to pork my ass.
“Fuck! Your fat cock still hurts even after all these months.”
“Yea, Hartman, but you still like that full feeling and having a nice thick piece of meat between them cheeks and up that back door!”
I wiggled my ass to let him know what I wanted, and I wanted it bad, too. Oldfield had the longest and thickest cock that I had ever seen, sucked, or been fucked by. He could do me all day out here in the barn and get no complaints from me.
Oldfield grabbed some dripping oil and smeared it all over my eager rump and crack. He even oiled up his finger and lubed my man hole with one of his long thick fingers to get me warmed up for his thick slab of meat. A quick slap on the cheeks and he was on top of me, forcing his fat cock between my cheeks and up my manhole. Even though I knew what was coming I still tightened my cheeks a little bit. Oldfield had a cock that was over seven inches thick and I could tell it even with my fat ass. He slapped my cheeks a few times more and told me to relax. I took a deep breath and loosened up as he slid the rest of his eight-inch cock up my back door. He laid on top of me with all of his weight to let me know I wasn’t going anywhere. He ground his cock in my ass to see if I’d let him in an extra inch with his fat meat. Ah! It felt so good.
“Fuck, Oldfield! You packing on the pounds again? You’re heavier than ever!”
“Just that much more to pound yer ass with, Hartman.”
He backed out and began to pound my ass with his hot cock. In and out it went, and I grimaced each time he pushed it in deep. My cock was pulled up and under my belly so it could get the head rubbed on the ground from him porking my ass. It was rock hard despite it being pressed hard to the ground. I was arching my back a little bit to rub it on the rough ground as he continued to plow my south forty. Each stroke got harder and more forceful until he let out a gusher of cum up my ass. He dropped his weight on me with that last plunge and bit down hard on my neck like a dog in heat as he unleashed his hot load of man juice. He grabbed my hands and pinned them to the ground above my head as well while he pissed a hot summer’s gallon of juice up my ass. It felt so good to feel another man’s juices inside of me. Sometimes I could swear I could taste it when he did that to me. A few more swats on my already sore ass and he pulled out.
We both lay there under his harvester looking at the bottom of it and the oil slowly dripping out of it.
“There it is!” we both yelled in unison. We had both found the oil leak, so now what?
“Well, Hartman, since we both saw it at the same time, and it is my machine, the house wins,” he said with a big shit eating grin on his face. “That’s right. You lose, and I win. But first, we need to get your ass cleaned up and my fat cock so I can fuck your bearded face all to hell!”
We both climbed out from underneath the harvester and walked over to his garden hose. We took turns hosing each other down. The water was cold, but it sure didn’t make our cocks any smaller. If anything, it was added stimulation and just made it that much more rock hard. I stood there wet, naked, and rock hard as he eyed me up and down.
“You’re a handsome fuck, Hartman. Wished I could have met you long ago. We would have had a lot of hot summers in the barn together.”
I grabbed my crotch and put a thumb in my mouth to suck on to let him know that I still wanted it bad.
“Over here, Hartman. Don’t want your ass to wonder off now.”
I followed him, and he had some animal restraints on a barn stall wall that he put on my ankles and neck. It added to the excitement, and I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue out as far as it could go.
“Don’t worry, you’re getting all you can eat - and swallow, too! On yer knees, loser. Time for your ass to pay up, or should I say suck up and swallow down!”
I got on my knees and opened wide. Oldfield stepped near me and grabbed my head with one big hand and shoved his fat cock into my mouth. I grabbed both of his thick thighs and swallowed it all to the hilt in one big gulp. It was still the fattest in the county if I ever sucked a cock in my life. I serviced his manhood for at least ten minutes because it was so delicious.
“Still hungry, aren’t you old man. So, eat up and make daddy happy.”
I licked his thick and furry thighs all over as my even harder cock dragged the straw on the ground. How I loved feeling the earth under me and on me!
I licked all over till I was licking his furry plump cheeks. They were well muscled, and I loved it when I had my tongue up his south forty, and he’d cinch down on my tongue with his strong cheek muscles. I licked some more of his ass and reached between his thighs from behind and yanked on his balls real good.
“Fuck, Hartman. Been working out or something?”
That made him bend over real good and gave me better access to his manhole. I pulled some more and swatted his cheeks a few times. This made him bend over even more and grab his ankles.
“Shit, man. Deeper with that tongue – loser!”
His ass was open wide and my tongue was up his back door at least six inches and making him scream like a cow getting branded. He was working up a sweat, and it was all over his ass for me to lick as well. For the hell of it I stuck a finger up his hole in return and released his ball sack as he stood up real quick.
“You’re going to get it real bad, loser. Now get here in front and suck my fat, hot, sweaty, winning cock.”
I opened wide and swallowed it again to make him precum like crazy in my mouth. It was sweet, too. I tongued his piss hole that was big enough to put your finger inside of it and stuck out my tongue at the same time and licked the bottom of his ball sack.
“Think you deserve those huge orbs, loser? Well go suck on them and make this here winner scream some more in heat.”
I sucked his right one, and he arched his back, forcing his balls deeper into my mouth and his cock up in the air to rub and drip all over my face. I sucked and sucked and even bit down on his nut to make him scream some more.
“You son of a bitch. Wait till next time and see what I do to your fat ass and balls.”
I let it out and plopped the other big orb into my mouth. They were so big, at least four or five inches long, and they sure filled my mouth. By now his fat cock was dripping almost like a turned on faucet of precum all over my face.
“Ha, ha. You look even more like a loser, Hartman. Don’t worry, though, there’s more for you.”
I let it out and sucked down his cock again. I tongued his cock head real good, and he was holding my head still now while he face fucked me. He was in a wild frenzy and his big balls were slapping my beard real good. Finally, he let loose a huge wad of cum for me to swallow. Her reached under my neck and massaged my throat to make sure that I swallowed it all down. A good man never let any spill to the ground.
But his hands were behind my head and forcing my face deeper under his belly as he let loose a gallon or more of hot daddy piss for me to swallow. It was nice and warm in the summer and felt mighty good. How it quenched my thirst so bad. I milked his cock for what was left and got up to look him in the eyes.
“Hope you liked collecting your winnings,” I commented as I grabbed my cock. “Next bet I’m going to win and you’ll be on yer knees collecting your reward.”
He smiled and looked at me. “You bet I will. Always glad to oblige a good neighbor to help me out.”
We returned to getting his harvester ready and even did another roll in the hay that afternoon. That evening we celebrated getting the Fall’s harvest in on time after all. Afterwards, we celebrated in bed some more. Winter was coming and that meant more time to know Oldfield.
The Master, The Priest, The Stud, The Daddybear ^)
and the idiot!!!!
oh daddy. How about yer jock n boots pics?
Laundry day….I HATE laundry day - cwboytop
- cwboytop self pic
Fuck it. I’ve had this pic for a while, but been too anxious and nervous to post it. I am incredibly self conscious of my body, and this freaks me out a little.
So here I am, world. In all my semi-naked glory.
Do your worst.
Fucking hot as hell!
You’re very handsome, beefy, and masculine. Flaunt it!!!!!!
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