"Summer on the Farm: Chapter 22"
Blake chooses to spend the summer at Joe's farm, helping out his girlfriend's father and making some money on the side for an agreeable arrangement with his jealous girlfriend.
Age disclaimer: All characters mentioned in this story are above 18 years old.
This story is shared exclusively for a mature audience, intended only for viewers aged 18 or above.
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The Countdown
Chapter 22: The Final Countdown
Blake and Joe stopped sleeping together.
Instead, they indulged in loving encounters.
I'm sure no one could have predicted that I'd turn out to be such a hopeless romantic. Amusingly enough, Olivia had longed for my transformation, and it just so happened.
The man had been won over by the woman, much to his demise.
Joe's lips tasted sweet against mine, his tongue warm in my mouth, his scent enticingly musky, his furry chest providing a sense of security, his throat gripped firmly while I performed oral sex on him... His monstrous dick thrusting into my ass.
Becoming one in every sense of the word, we were immersed in a deep and profound bond.
Our favourite position saw us sitting, either on chairs or the floor, facing each other. In these moments, we exchanged passionate kisses while I rode Joe's obscenely large penis, my own eager dick rubbing against his hairy stomach.
Our intimate conversations had grown passionate.
Joe and I were each other, everything we could be.
Aiden's visit had deepened our connection by forcing Joe and me to disclose our hidden feelings.
In what had become a tumultuous summer a mixture of elation and despair, Olivia's text messages loomed ominously in the background, counting down until her return.
Which of our relationships would I destroy?
The one with her father or with her?
Both. The scenario seemed to guarantee academic tragedy.
10 days.
I remained mute. I might be selfish, but I wanted to savour my time with Joe for a couple more days.
We'd spent most of the summer dick-measuring and assessing each other. This final stage of our summer together, as close as we'd ever been, was something I wished to cherish.
9 days.
A week seemed too soon to drop a truth bomb on Olivia, crushing her enthusiasm for the remaining time of her trip. She no longer felt homesick – ah, sweet relief [smiley emoticon]. I interpreted my silence as being a decent man, postponing the conversation until she had less time left for her European internship.
I'm well aware I was a coward and a hypocrite.
8 days.
As we FaceTimed, Liv was grateful for my help at her father's farm and for his true loyalty, fulfiling my promise to remain faithful throughout the summer.
She professed her love for me so many times I lost count.
It would have been a cruel act to inform her about my infidelity during our call.
7 days.
Just one week left.
Still, I hesitated to discuss things with Liv during our chats.
What was there to say? I'd been fucked by her father not once but twice in the few hours before our scheduled call.
6 days.
I knew time was running out. It wasn't easy remaining silent, but I'd waited this long.
I could not delay any longer.
When I ended the phone call that day, I loathed myself for not stopping Liv while she told me how eager she was to reunite with me.
Should have said something, Blake.
I had to admit, I was the worst.
I had buried my head in the sand for as long as possible, and now I could no longer ignore the issue. [4 days.*]
I received a message from Olivia while snuggled into Joe's arms, seated in his chair which had become ours.
"Only four days left, baby. Can't wait to smell your scent. To lie next to you. To be with you. Love you, Liv."
It was inevitable – the time to reveal my actions had arrived. [days.*]
I had been avoiding the topic of Joe's daughter, but as Liv's return drew near, we couldn't continue that farce. [2 days.]
I had to take the initiative and tell him about Olivia's impending visit. [1 day.]
I laid my head on his lap, uncertain.
We had spent the majority of our time together measuring our dicks and assessing each other's preferences. If only Olivia knew.
I revealed the message to break the reality of our deplorable actions to Joe. He had to share in the blame as well.
For years, I had sheltered Joe, concealing the messages and attempting to be covert while on the phone with Olivia.
I couldn't possibly bring to mind the humiliating incident when Joe was pleasuring me while we video-chatted... Remember, Joe orally satisfying me?
Anyway, Joe's countenance drastically altered after reading the text but he did not pull away from his hug.
"What should I do about this?" He inquired in his customary gruff tone.
"I'm at a loss... I... I suggest we talk with her."
"But what would we say?"
"The truth?"
He exhaled heavily.
"Blakey... The truth! You're suggesting I tell Liv that I'm screwing with her dad?!"
I detached myself from him.
"I don't comprehend, Joe. Is your involvement in this simply in my mind, or are we both participating?"
He gazed for relatable words. "I've never contended that. I'm cognizant there are two of us in this pursuit. I..." He sought for his words. "I just don't envision a globe where I lock eyes with my daughter and explicate that I'm sleeping with her fiancé."
"Ok, and then what? Do you want us to halt? You want to just disregard this as an occurrence that's never transpired?"
Joe embraced my arm jauntily. It was a loving gesture.
"Don't utter that, beloved. I don't wish to forgo any of this."
We kissed.
In reality, we nearly repeated our copulation right there, but I couldn't enable the diversion to regress. I had ruptured the boundary and we required resolving this.
Ultimately, decisively.
"She's due back in four days, Joe!"
"Damn it... Why couldn't she have found herself a dude there in Europe?!"
"I'm in the same predicament... I can't conceive that she'd be unfaithful."
"Nice thinking... It'd have relieved the situation..."
"But she hasn't. She..." I decided it was time for a revelation. "Joe, Liv is continuously writing me, like, she's never yearsed me this much it feels like. She..." I gulped. "She adores me."
"Fuck! What's wrong with her? You're not that special, sacrilige!"
I chuckled.
"Maybe I am for her..."
"Well, she doesn't comprehend you. Not the true you."
He had a valid point, and one I hadn't considered.
There we were again, at a draw, when addressing an impracticable scenario.
"Perhaps I could break it off with her, or, at the very least, inform her that I didn't miss her as much as I'd believed. It'd harm, but she'd understand, she's astute. And then, once her and I are through, and life settles down, perhaps in the future..."
"But what if she breaks your pure heart, huh?"
"What would you opt for? To stay with her and infidelity?"
He seems to have truly considered it.
"With me?" He proposed with a smirk.
"Joe, seriously?"
"Perhaps we could keep our unfaithfulness on the down-low. I'm not sure. Do you actually intend to out yourself as gay or bisexual and all?
I had not conceived that. "Coming out."
This would actually change my entire life. What would my friends think about that? We once mocked gay guys.
"Do you think we're bisexuals?" I finally inquired of Joe.
I truly questioned.
"How in the name of God would I know? I just relish screwing." He shrugged.
I chuckled.
This was absurd.
"So, I'm merely a hole for you to screw?"
"Come on, we've already concluded this matter. But I'll tell you, you're a remarkable one, if I may say so myself!"
He beamed at me.
"You, asshole."
"You bet I am!"
A further stretch of awkward silence.
"Joe... I feel bad."
"Come here, Blakey. Give daddy a kiss."
I obliged. I couldn't disobey him.
The kiss QUICKLY alleviated my disconcertion but it did not answer the situation at all. Instead, it providing the complete opposite outcome.
Joe declined to reveal anything to his daughter, and we couldn't cease our fornication.
We're caught.
"Joe, if... If you do not want to divulge anything to her, I advise we start to implement some distance."
Joe was no longer smiling.
"Is that truly what you yearn?" [
"No," I replied gravely. "But if you don't want me to shatter Liv's heart, in four days, I'll be leaving the farm with her. That's as clear as it gets."
I thought I saw a flicker of a wet eye and I averted my gaze.
I knew that Joe wouldn't have wanted me to see him cry, and I doubt I wanted to see that either.
It would've crushed my own heart, what I was doing there was hard enough as it is.
"I suppose that's the right course of action." He finally managed to say.
I stood up.
"Could I possibly spend the night in my own room tonight? Let's see how it feels."
"Perhaps..."
"Joe, don't be like this. I hate it but one of us has to be mature."
"I know. I... I just wished... I wished things were different, but..." Fucking Hell, I despise discussing this kind of stuff, you know that. Bloody women's conversation! We're not pansies."
"I don't believe there's much left to discuss."
I started walking up the stairs when he called me back.
Why did he always have to summon me back?
"Wait, Blakey. Just one more thing."
I didn't turn around; I didn't want to look at him. I knew I couldn't resist him.
"What?"
"If this has to cease and you're correct, I think it should... I'd always regret it if I didn't ask you."
I heard him move behind me but I didn't turn around.
My heart was on the verge of exploding in my chest.
Did I mention that we were both bare-naked? I figured that this wasn't important since we seldom wore clothing at home.
"What do you desire?" I repeated.
He had come very close to me and he whispered in my ear from behind.
"I want you to fuck me, Blakey. I've never let any man do that to me before, but I'd like you to do it... Considering the situation, it seems like now or never, isn't it?"
GOD DAMN IT.
WE WERE FUCKED.
Joe played his last card and there was no way I could reject this offer.
My dick was already buzzing like mad, just hearing these words.
Fucking him... Wow!
He put his arm around my chest and stroked his fingers against my swollen cock.
"J... Joe." I stuttered.
"Only if you want to, sweetheart."
"You'd give me permission to fuck you? Truly?"
He kissed and nibbled my neck. His right hand moved up to my sensitive nipples.
It felt fantastic. He knew my soft spot.
"Hmmm..."
"Do you delight in my caressing your big nipples, boy?"
"Fuck, Joe... I thought we had decided that we should..."
"That we must wrap this up very soon... That's right. But I think we need to maximize the meagre time we have left... No regrets."
He was humping me, on top of everything else.
I was rubbing my ass against his massive erected cock (so fucking enormous!), and he was tightening his grip from behind.
"Hmmm... One last time?" I moaned.
"Yes... One last time... More intense than any other?"
"Oh yes..."
"Look at me, Blakey."
I finally looked him in the eyes.
I hate to admit it but he looked stunning. His face looked like the loveliest I had ever seen.
I kissed him... and grope his bare butt.
"I can do whatever I want with you?"
"I'm yours." He growled.
I couldn't resist any longer, nor could I control myself.
I pushed him against the sofa and I started licking his hairy chest. I was devouring him. I wanted to possess him for myself.
"Joe, you're not acquainted with my dominant side. You're not prepared for this."
"Please... Show me, then."
I licked his face, like he did to me so many times.
With random girls, I was a horny bastard, with Joe, I was even hornier, like a raging bull in heat.
To be fair, we both were and that made every time we had sex feel very special.
We played with our spit and made out some more. We were rolling on the sofa while caressing and kissing each other. I was sniffing his hairy pits.
Over the summer, I had learned to love his masculine scent.
So potent, so distinctive, so addictive.
"Hmmmm... That's the good stuff..."
"You're insatiable." He teased me.
I grabbed his nipples.
"Yes, and you're mine to play with! Right?!"
I sucked on his nipples and tits for a couple of minutes before going down on his gargantuan dick.
I couldn't get enough of tasting and sucking his hard and wet anaconda and I wanted to get him all excited before going for the main attraction... in this case, his fat and hairy arse.
I got on my knees while Joe lifted and spread his legs on the edge of the sofa.
I viewed eating him up, his balls and then his ass crack, like the most delectable dessert I had ever tasted.
Here's a paraphrased version of the given story:
It was definitely sweatier, smellier, and pretty disgusting compared to grandma's cookies, but it was just so damn tasty!
"Hmmm... I'm ready," he murmured.
"Oh yes!"
I spit into his butt.
"You naughty boy," he whispered seductively.
"You have to take my cock first, man," I insisted. "We're about to go all the way."
My dick was pulsing, ready to burst out of my pants. It was leading the way, and we both knew this was just the beginning of something much bigger.
I leaned in to him and said, "Suck my dick. Get it ready."
Without hesitation, Joe slid down onto his knees, eager to service me.
He licked the head of my cock and then began stroking it with his mouth, sucking it gently and passionately.
"Mmmm... Yes, just like that, boy," I murmured.
"Feed yourself with my meat," I whispered aggressively.
Joe took my shaft deeper into his mouth and started bobbing his head, licking and sucking on me as if his life depended on it.
"Ugh..."
My dick was like a wild animal, urging me on, telling me to take Joe harder than ever before.
"I'm about to fuck you!" I roared.
"Yes, baby, fuck me!"
I grabbed a handful of Joe's hair and pulled him onto my cock, pushing his face down on my shaft.
He gagged! I couldn't help but laugh. "You wanted it this rough."
I started to thrust my hips, fucking his face as if he were a hole.
Joe tried to resist, but I held him down on my cock, ignoring his protests.
He almost labored to breathe due to my relentless thrusting.
"One second, baby, now kiss me," I ordered.
We shared a long, passionate kiss. We were like two idiots, but we just wanted each other.
I grabbed him by the hair and guided his hand down to my dick.
"Lube me up, Joe," I commanded.
He took his time, making sure my cock was slick and ready.
"I cannot cum yet," I begged.
"Wait," Joe pleaded. "I want your seed deep in my ass."
"Fuck, you're driving me crazy," I whispered.
I slapped his big bum hard. It bounced and jiggled. It was a delicious sight.
"Let's try this, doggy style," I growled.
"I knew you'd become a man," Joe snickered.
I couldn't help but laugh. He was making fun of me, but I'll show him I'm in control.
I pushed Joe's face into his armrest, not allowing him to move.
"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, right now," I declared with determination.
"Oh, okay," he responded.
I placed my hands on his thick waist and began to hunch over him.
"Stay still," I cautioned Joe.
I could feel how big he was, especially with his great ass getting in the way of my goal.
"I'm gonna break you, Joe," I muttered, getting ready to tackle the situation.
"Please," Joe implored.
I put my hands over Joe's mouth, trying to gag him.
I lined up my pulsing cock with his tight, virgin hole and pushed it inside. He winced. I chuckled.
"This is the moment you've been waiting for," I said.
"Ugh... Please..."
Joe was trying to resist, but I was about to show him how quick and powerful I am.
I forced my way into him, feeling his ass spreading effortlessly, gobbling up my cock.
This was a moment I'd always dream of experiencing.
"I'm going to break your virgin ass, Joe," I roared angrily.
"Seemingly so," he remarked.
I lost control. I slapped Joe's ass harder and harder, feeling him squirm.
"Mmm, so good," he gasped.
Finally, I was inside him. It was the hottest thing that ever happened in my life. It felt awesome, feeling my beefy rod wrapped around his insides.
I kept my hands on his mouth and rammed my cock into his asshole.
"I'm taking your virginity, Joe," I declared.
"Don't stop," he said, panting.
I was beyond excited. I was finally taking him. I pounded his ass with a seemingly endless supply of strength.
"You're going to remember this," I declared again and again, while thrusting into Joe.
"Fuck, yes!" he cried out.
We parted ways for a moment, both panting and out of breath.
"We're going all the way, Joe," I assured him. "Together."
I rolled him over, facing me.
I placed a toe over his nose, pinning him down, and I thrust my cock into his ass.
It was such an intense moment. I could have cried from pure joy.
Joe hadn't been shy with his teasing and smart remarks, but I was showing him who was the alpha now.
After three months, it was all coming together. This was my moment to show him how much I loved him.
I witnessed my penis sliding into his crevice and disappearing inside the wet and snug opening. It was fitting in there just as it was intended to.
"Oh my God... So tight... So incredibly tight... Just right..." I exclaimed.
I released his lips to hold his hips, adjusting my stance.
"Fuck me... Oh God... Fuck me, I'm pleading for it." He implored.
I did as requested.
Creating a good impression with your in-laws is essential, don't you think?
I thrust my pelvis with extreme force. Joe hadn't been gentle with his whopping 12-inch thing when ravishing my backside; I wouldn't be gentlemanly either!
I shoved my stiff member into him, violating his insides, and striking his prostate.
Soon enough, I was nearly completely inside him.
"How do you like that now, daddy?"
"Jesus... Damn it, Blake... I..."
"Answer me, daddy... HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?"
SLAM
SLAM
SLAM
My testicles were hitting his ass. I was pounding him relentlessly.
"I adore... Er... I adore it... I belong to you."
If this would be our final encounter, we aimed to enjoy every second of it.
"You're mine, that's a fact!'
How ignorant I was before that fateful summer, believing fucking a girl was exhilarating.
This was far more stimulating, this taboo hole, holding me deep! Sweaty and wet. Even his black hair was alluring.
I struck his ass a few times.
I kissed his back too.
"You're a filthy whore, daddy, a filthy whore craving my cock..."
"Yes... Yes, I am... Anything for you."
"You're my personal cum receptacle, that's what you are!"
I've been expressive - even with Liv -, but even I was taken aback by the foul filth seeping out of my mouth.
"Enslave me, son... Hmmm... Enslave me!" Joe panted.
I slammed my inflamed manhood into him and grabbed his meaty pecs to stabilize myself, continuing my relentless penetration.
I've been professionally skilled at fucking for a while. I've always mastered the art of whipping my hips to pummel my target.
"I'll drench your insides with my sperm."
"Yes, boy..."
"PLEAD TO ME!"
"Panting... Please, drench me... Your fetid fluid..."
"You know I've never bedded another man before? It's amazing to discover the anus you've taken cannot conceive."
"Oh yes... You can saturate me real good..."
At that moment, my dick was ready to cum.
"Are you prepared to be soiled, daddy?"
"Fuck yes!" He roared.
He sounded like a beast.
I slammed myself into him, pushing as deep as possible. I was flattening his prostate and he was overjoyed.
I admit, he had excellent technique, accepting my uncut penis like a professional.
And then, two events transpired simultaneously.
First, I unloaded my cum into Joe's desecrated and non-virgin anus, filling it up with my seed as I was undergoing the most robust orgasm of my life.
Believe me, this was formidable!
Second, Joe ejaculated as well, his sperm spilling all over his stomach and the living room's floor where I had been mercilessly banging him for over twenty minutes.
Third, we heard a knock near me, the door situated between the living room and the kitchen.
An interloper was there.
Initially, I was ecstatic.
I yearned to keep my erection in his anus and usher in the intruder. I wanted someone to witness this. It was too captivating to conceal.
However, I realized the identity of the door's occupant.
Soon after more knocks, a voice was raised.
A familiar voice.
Hers.
Loud and cacophonous.
"Dad?"
I collapsed onto Joe's body and we were both lying on the floor, dripping with sweat, my dick still nestled in his ass, softening.
Crap!
Olivia was there. Within fifteen feet of us!
We were in deep trouble. In every sense of the word.
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