The Farm

I was only 20 and terribly naive when I went to work on a farm owned by two middle aged men.Really , I knew nothing.When they asked me to take off my shirt on the hot Summer afternoons while tending the fences I really thought they needed the material to hold the wire with.The fact they complemented me on my rippling six pack I took as them being nice.I suppose I should have thought twice when an impromptu swim while working , meant we would all have to go into the stream naked ,should have sent out signals but not to me.Once again they both said I had nice cock ,which did embarrass and arouse me ,causing me to hide my erection in the water.But we were men and men said these things,or so I thought.Anyway , the quick glances I had stolen at their genitals demonstrated I was not the only one well endowed.I was a bit puzzled by their lack of pubic hair since I had such a big bush , but just thought it was because they were older.The penny finally hit the floor one hot January night though, and I realized what gay meant.
We had all eaten well and drunk a reasonable amount, but not drunk, just happy.I was taking a shower, in the bathroom, which curiously never had a properly closing door.My two older bosses came and asked if I could hurry up as the water was running out and they needed to shower together quickly to use it before it ran out.This was a little difficult since the night had given me a raging hard on ,which they could clearly discern beyond the frosted , toughened glass.The towel rack was on the other side of the room and as I walked out as nonchalantly as I could(as we were all men and theses things happen), my two s who were now naked complimented me on a lovely cock.A very unusual thing happened though, I liked it, I liked them looking at me.I felt powerfull with my screaming erection, my strong firm thighs and tight buttocks. The many mirrors in the bathroom had always told me I looked good.I could see their cocks too and could see they were not as flaccid as I had seen them in the past.
"I bet you would look great if we took a picture of you " one of them said while getting in the shower ."Yeah" , said the other one, "you look sexy".
I had been drinking , my inhibitions were gone, my narcississtic tendencies were in overdrive."o.k" I said.They were out of the shower before I was dry and soon we were in their bedroom.I was drinking another beer a felt like a king.They started with a few shots of my face then chest, then some of my cock.I was till hard and it felt good.My tool throbbed as they told me which way to turn, they still had no clothes on either and I could see they were very big and very hard.I wondered what they felt like? Their balls were big and often they were very close to my face as they helped move my arms or legs the way they wanted them.I understood artists and knew this was part of the process.They said they could sell these for a fortune.I was twenty years old and I lapped it up, loved the attention, felt very special , very wanted.
It was then that one of them asked me had I ever had a man's cock in my mouth.I was startled but ,aroused, I said no I had not but I would give it a try.They put the camera down and dimmed the light a a little, the slightly smaller of the two came over and placed his cock near my lips.I touched it, it was warm , soft yet hard, veins were sticking out on the side.Slowly I raised my mouth to it.I put my tongue on the hole , there was a sticky gooey substance there , I realized it must be cum. I was loving this. I placed my mouth fully around his tool and sucked, the more I sucked the more he told me how great I was and how I should see if I could get it all down into my mouth.I managed to do this and he was very complimentary, telling me what a sex y man I was..He said it would be better if he lay down on the bed a I got on all fours and sucked him, I did not care ,I could do this all night.So there we were , me , with my arse in the air suckin my boss.My other boss meanwhile was caressing my back with what felt like baby oil, I could see his hard cock to the side of me and every now and again I would suck him too.Hands wer on my cock, my back , down my spine, onto my buttocks, massaging and kneading and soon some oil slipped down my crack.
The sensation of the oil down my crack was like nothing I had experienced, I was getting warm tingling sensations from my arse as my boss seemed to be pouring it directly onto my puckered hole.
"oh, I think I put too much on" he said I will just see if I can get it out .This was followed by the most exquisite sensation as he ran his fingers all the way down my crack , stopping at my anus to probe for a while then continuing on.
"Did you like that?". He asked. "would you like me to do it again"
"Oh yes please mister " I said .So he did it again , this time when he reached my anus he very slowly probed with one finger , sending it slowly into me .Great torrents of ecstasy exploded from my date, as one finger became two .
"I would like to fuck you now , he said".
"O .k " I replied if fingers were great a cock could only be better.
It was then I felt his great warm throbbing manhood pressed up against my arsehole.
"Just relax , Getting it in canbe a little painfull the first time" he said as the pressure increased .It was almost too much when the pressure eased and it seemed to plop into me.It was warm and it kept sliding in.I came then, gushing, gushing all over the place.Life on the farm was never going to be the same again.