Mike Finds Himself - 21. City Boys Visit the Farmers

After he read the texts to Bob, Mike asked, “What do you think of the message from Farmer Bruce? If I remember correctly, just a couple of minutes ago you said, ‘I’m getting hard just thinking of big dick Todd attempting to plant it in his buddy’.”

Bob replied, “Do you think they are inviting us for more than fried chicken, conversation and a farm tour?”

“I’m not sure. Bruce was kind of naive about sex and he told me Todd was a virgin to both men and women when they met. They are nice guys and it would be an interesting evening if it was only talking and eating. But if they hinted at more, would you: ‘A’ – Want to? ‘B’ – Be willing to? ‘C’ – If the answer to ‘B’ is yes - How far would you go?”

Bob challenged Mike: “If you had no desire to get involved, you would not have given me an option. You would have just said we should make sure nothing happens beyond food and conversation. But, since you left it for me to decide, the answer is ‘A’ – Yes, “B’ – Yes, and ‘C’ – Look, possibly touch, but, absolutely no suck or fuck. I consider us a monogamous couple. However, that does not stop us from having limited fun when together. If I misinterpreted your reaction and you don’t want to do anything, it’s fine with me.”

Mike replied, “You know that I do not need another guy to be satisfied. Being in the same room with you is wonderful. Being in the same bed with you is fantastic, all I could wish for. But that does not mean it wouldn’t be enjoyable to see a couple of handsome farmers, and I mean all of them. How big is Todd’s farmer’s equipment? It would be interesting to see! So, I’ll accept the invitation. If all we do is talk and eat, that would be an OK evening. If we saw all of Todd, that would be an enlightening and very enjoyable evening. I agree, no lips below the hips.”

The following morning, Sunday, after a happy wake up and leisurely breakfast, Mike drove to his home to mow the lawn. When Maggie had suggested they hire a lawn service to take care of the yard, Mike replied that he actually enjoyed the outdoor exercise. Also, he wanted a reason to remain connected to his home. There was no need for the parents to be home to give the appearance of a routine home life to their daughter and son. Kathy was staying on campus for the summer taking courses and working as a paid research assistant. Pete was working at Hallelujah Camp for Christian Girls and Boys with his friend Aiden. Mike now only slept at home when one of the children visited. Maggie spent most evenings with Dale at his home followed by a late night walk through the back yard to her own bed as Dale returned to the bed of his frail wife, Ellen.

Mike took the mower out of the garage, checked the oil and gas level and started mowing. Being a self-propelled walk behind mower, all he had to do was walk and guide it. After finishing the front yard he started on the back. Maggie and Dale were sitting on the deck of Dale’s home. As he passed near them, Maggie waved and beckoned him to join them. He shut off the mower and took a seat with the two. As soon as he was seated, Maggie offered to fetch him a cup of coffee. While she was gone, he and Dale had a brief chat about improvements at the fitness center including the new ab machine. Maggie returned with coffee just as he preferred it, a small amount of milk and no sweetener. The three discussed neighbor activity. An outside observer would have no idea that the husband sitting on the deck knew the other guy was fucking his wife on a regular basis.

Dale excused himself, stating that he was going to check on Ellen and hopefully bring her to the deck for sunshine and fresh air. Mike than told his wife about some of the events of the previous day. “Bob and I went to the New City Gay Pride Festival yesterday. I was not surprised to see Pete and his friend Aiden. As the parade formed, Bob and I were in front of a bagpipe band. When we heard them start playing, I turned around to look. Between us and the bagpipers was a group of college age men and women. It was then that I saw our son with his friend, Aiden. As I looked he caught my eye and had a very surprised expression on his face. As the group marching in the parade started to move I stood still until they caught up with us. Bob and I spent the rest of the day with them until he and Aiden had to return to Hallelujah Camp mid-afternoon. We discussed my self-discovery. I told him that you were aware of my situation and that you and I were not in a hurry to decide our future. Of course, I made no mention of your friendship with Dale. He accepted me as I am. I told him that I was not surprised about his friendship with Aiden.”

“Concerning you and Dale, my opinion is that as long as Ellen is alive, no one should know about your friendship. Of course, that is totally your call and I will support however you want to handle it.”

Soon Ellen arrived, struggling to walk even with a walker while Dale held her arm. After Ellen was seated, they had a slow, quiet conversation. Talking was difficult, not because her husband was fucking the other lady at the table, but because Ellen’s illness drained her of the ability to carry on a meaningful conversation.

The following Wednesday afternoon, the two handsome farmers met them at the farmhouse door with smiles and strong handshakes. Then Bruce exclaimed, while dropping the handshake, “This is not a business meeting.” As he said this he grabbed Mike and then Bob together in manly tight hugs. Mike did not want Todd feel he was left out. He wrapped his arms around the tall, lanky farmer. He was not sure if it was an accident or on purpose that he felt a hardening dick press into him. They lingered and then all stepped back.

They started their visit with a tour of the nearby planted fields and then the barn. Bruce proudly showed them their new John Deere tractor. Bruce explained that one of the many advantages of combining their farms was the ability to share equipment. They had traded in Bruce’s fifteen year old and Todd’s even older tractors for this new one. Todd asked Bob if he would like a ride on the new tractor. As Bob sat in the seat, Todd got behind him. Being a one man seat they were crowded. As they drove down the dirt trail, Bob was positive he felt Todd’s dick growing hard and pressing against his ass. The feeling was rural erotic. As Bob boned up he wiggled his ass which increased both the size and pressure of the dick against him. Remembering what Mike had told him about Bruce’s comments concerning Todd’s impressive dick size heightened both Bob’s boner intensity and happy ass pressing against Todd.

While the two were on their stimulating tractor tour, Bruce and Mike continued their barn tour. Mike was now alone in a barn with his first love. While his dick enjoyed the tension that was developing throughout his body, his brain pleaded for fresh air and the return of Todd and Bob. As Bruce continued his explanation of their plans to grow organic crops, their eyes met. Bruce stopped his lecture and the two stood as if in a trance. Mike could not contain his lust as he felt his heart beat. The expression on Bruce’s face indicated similar feelings. As both fought back the desire to kiss and embrace, they heard the tractor approach. Todd drove into the barn, stopping next to the two flustered former lovers. Bob, hoping his hardon would subside, slowly stepped to the ground. Todd, who always went commando, realized his rigid dick would be obvious in his loose overalls. He remained on the tractor as Bob stated, “That ride was interesting and stimulating. Thanks Todd.”

The sexual tension in the barn was tantalizing as each of the four men attempted to control their desires and thoughts. Three excited dicks had stained underwear with sticky precum. Todd, not wearing underwear, had stained his overalls. Fortunately, the dark blue denim material hid the stain.

Bruce than had a very unusual request. “I stopped using my on-line account when I met you Mike. I would like to update it and announce my partnership with and love of Todd to the world. We have discussed this and Todd agreed to have photos of the two of us on my profile. We need someone we have confidence in to take the photos. Mike, except for Todd, I trust no one more than you. Would you be willing to take pictures of us and help me add them to my profile? I am not that computer savvy and had a hell of a time setting up my original profile. As farmers, we would like photos with our tractor and in a planted field.”

“Sure, just tell me where and how you want to pose and I will take them and help you put them on your profile.”

“After Todd moves the tractor out of the barn, we could pose with it.”

Todd got on the tractor and moved it to the driveway. He parked it in a way that would make the barn an interesting background.

When Todd returned to the barn both he and Bruce began removing their clothes. “I thought an interesting photo would have us wearing just boots, hats and smiles.”

Todd removed his boots and then pushed the straps of his bib overalls to the sides. The overalls fell to the ground. His shirt covered his body from the shoulders to the middle of the hanging dick. The lower half of the dick with extended foreskin hanging over the head was a beautiful sight. He then unbuttoned his shirt. As he removed it the masterpiece was in full view. As Todd leaned over to put his boots back on the muscles in his arms and legs flexed. Not only was his dick glorious, his almost hairless entire body oozed sex. The well-developed pecs, defined nipples, six pack abs and lanky but muscular arms and legs were a gay boy’s wet dream. Both Bob and Mike forgot about the tents in their pants and just gawked. The now naked Bruce walked over to his love. Mike had considered Bruce to be one of the best looking men he had ever seen. There is handsome and there is incredible. To see the handsome Bruce and incredible Todd close up, not on a screen while watching porn, was a real pleasure. Hand in hand the two walked to the tractor. The back view was as enticing as the front view as the two tight, bubble asses moved in unison. With every step, Todd’s leg and back muscles shimmied with sexuality. Bob raised his smart phone and took a photo of the gorgeous men displaying their rounded, tight asses.

Mike took pictures as his friends posed in various positions. In the last pose they stood facing each other in an embrace. Mike had difficulty getting the light of the sun in a way that emphasized each face. He had them shift a little to the right and then back, then Todd held his head back, and with Bruce’s arm slightly lowered, they remained embraced with body against body. This contact and slight movements, of course, had its consequences. When they let themselves free from the embrace, each spouted a rigid dick. The skin had retracted half way on Todd’s impressive piece. As Bruce, with a mock scolding voice, said, “Now see what you have caused to happen with all of your body adjustments.” Mike took more photos. They then moved to a planted field and took photos with similar poses. This time, Mike made no attempt to conceal that he was using the embracing poses as a way to have his friends grind into each other. When they disengaged, standing in a farm field, far from the rest of the world their dicks again displayed total happiness. With no embarrassment, Mike said, “You two studs have got me so hard I am in pain. If I don’t do something I will shoot in my pants.” He then lowered his pants and began stroking his aching dick. The other three eagerly joined in.

Todd’s piece needed both of his large hands to be fully wrapped, one hand around the shaft at the body end and the other at head end. Todd slowly stroked. Even with both hands around it, the head was still fully exposed. As he pulled back the shining, precum juiced head was fully exposed. When he moved forward, the skin totally covered the head and a little juice would seep out of the skin hole. Mike and Bob were mesmerized as they stroked their average happy dicks. Suddenly, Todd increased his tempo and began a vigorous pounding. As his body began to contort, Bruce kneeled in front of his man with his mouth wide open. The eruption began and blast after blast shot into the waiting mouth. As a totally wiped out Todd placed his hands on Bruce’s shoulders to brace himself, Bruce spit some of the cum into his hand and used it to lubricate himself as he stroked himself to completion, as Mike and Bob creamed onto the freshly plowed farm field. Catching his breath, Todd announced, “I’m starved. Dinner time!”

Mike was not a fan of fried foods. However, Todd’s fried chicken was perfectly baked, crisp and not greasy. Although Mike was a few pounds under his goal weight, he was always careful about what he ate. He surprised himself when he asked for seconds of the chicken and fluffy mashed potatoes. For dessert, Todd had made an apple pie and served it with ice cream and/or extremely sharp cheddar cheese. The city men and country men had no difficulty maintaining a continuous line of conversation. When Bruce asked how they had met, Bob and Mike told the story of thefts at King Manufacturing and how they worked together. When Todd discovered Bob was an accountant by profession, he started asking questions related to taxes and financial reports that farmers need to submit. Although Bob’s expertise was not in taxes, he answered the questions as best he could.

After dinner, Mike sent the photos from his and Bob’s phone to Bruce’s computer. Using a photo editor that Bruce did not realize existed, the pictures were edited. When Bob asked if they wanted faces cropped out, Bruce replied, “We discussed this. Our conclusion is that we admire our faces and dicks. Since only gay guys will be looking, we are proud of our bodies and want to show all.” Bob then opened Bruce’s on-line profile and both downloaded the photos, as well as updated the narrative to mention Todd as ‘My Loving Partner’, not by name.

As they sat in the dining room enjoying coffee, a plate of molasses cookies baked according to Todd’s grandmother’s recipe, cookies and homemade elderberry cordial Mike could not resist, making a request, “Todd, I do not know if you are aware of it, but you have one of the most gorgeous cocks I have ever seen. It’s big, the balls hang low and an uncut guy is a special treat to see. Since you had no problem showing off for the photo session and jacked off with us, I wonder if you would be willing to let me see your dazzling body again.”

Todd replied, “I like looking at naked handsome guys. You two are really good looking. I will strip for you if you will give me the same pleasure. Let’s move to the kitchen where it will be easier to clean in case we make messes.”

Immediately, the four were naked, all with rising dicks. Both Mike and Bob held back their immediate impulse - to get on their knees and suck the monster, or at least as much as they could swallow. Instead, they just looked. Mike asked Todd if he could touch his magnificent piece. Todd just smiled and did not say ‘no’. Mike took the lack of a ‘no’ as an OK. He eagerly and gently wrapped his hand around the shaft pulling the skin up over the head and then back revealing the moist, glistening head. Bob moved in and wrapped his hand around the lower end of the shaft. With Mike on one side and Bob on the other their two hands stroked up, over, then back uncovering the head. Bruce kneeled in front of his man. Using both hands he reached for Mike’s and Bob’s. As the two visitors jacked Todd, Bruce jacked each of them. Bruce kept his lips close to his man’s dick in anticipation of a mouthful. Mike and Bob increased the hand pressure and intensity of their strokes. When Todd’s body started to contort, Bruce opened his mouth wide, holding it almost against the dick head. He was soon rewarded with a series of blasts. As Bruce swallowed his love’s nectar, he continued to pump the two other dicks. As Mike and Bob came almost simultaneously, Bruce attempted to catch the juices of both in his mouth. While he was able to aim some of the cum to his mouth most landed on his face. As the three standing men supported each other, Bruce wiped some cum off his face to use as a lubricant as he finished himself, while still kneeling, shooting onto the floor.

Bruce leaned back and grabbed a kitchen towel. After wiping his face clean he stood and embraced the other three. “Well, that was a very delicious after dinner treat!”

As they drove home, Bob commented, “That was certainly an enjoyable visit. Even if there had been no photo shoot or dick playing, I would have enjoyed myself. Of course, getting a handful of Todd was amazing.”

Mike asked, “Are you implying that we should thank them for an enjoyable evening and suggest another visit?”

Bob replied, “They had a lot of tax and farm accounting questions. I would be willing to return and look at their books. While I am no expert in either taxes or farm accounting, I could help them select farm-related software to assist in their record keeping and help them find an accountant if it is beyond me.”

“Mike, If you do return to help solve accounting issues, I am willing to go along so you don’t get lonesome.”

And so a friendship developed. Together, Mike and Bob developed enough farm accounting and reporting skills to help their friends keep up to date books and file necessary reports on time. Each quarterly tax report required a visit that included a naked foursome. There was an unspoken agreement that there would be no sucking or fucking, but there was no such limit on what the hands could do.