Grandparents' Farm

He cuddled next to me. “ I think my shoulder is lying in a pool of your seed.  You’re going to need to wash the sheets tomorrow.

“With such a sexy man in my bed, I’ll need to wash them every day.”

Travis woke up at five in the morning. “Time for morning work. Come on you lazy ass city boy, get your ass out of bed.”

“Who are you calling lazy ass? The sun’s not up. I’ve been getting up with the sun. And you need another shower. You smell like semen.”

“That’s your fault. I’m gonna jump in the shower. You can join me if you wish. You know, conserve hot water and all. Then some breakfast. We’ll eat some of those eggs. After that, I’ve got to check the fence on the north pasture. If you invite me back for tonight, I’ll need to get some clothes. Do you think your grandparents will be ok with that?”

“Did you sneak some speed while I wasn’t looking?” I asked as I walked up to him.

“No, this is natural. I’m always up when I get up.”

I grabbed his penis. “This guy’s not awake. Oh, wait. I think he’s waking up. Oh, yeah.” I got on my knees and began to suck him.

“Wait, Kaleb. We don’t have... Oh, yeah. Oh, fuck yeah. Suck me, baby.”

I was able to suck him for about thirty seconds before he shot his wad. I stood up, cum was dripping from the corner of my mouth because he gave me more than I could swallow. “Let’s shower and go eat. How do you like your eggs?”

“You obviously like my eggs raw.”

“You don’t have eggs, Travis. These,” I stuck my tongue out and continued to talk with my tongue out, “are spermatozoa.”

He sucked my tongue into his mouth before pulling back. “Then you like my spermatozoa raw. I think I need to try yours before I decide. But you need to wash your dick first; it was up my ass last night.”

“Come on.” I walked to the bathroom, and we showered without incident.

Travis showed me the correct way to fry an egg over-easy, and I still managed to get the toast made perfectly. I smeared mine with butter while he preferred jam. There was no coffee, so I made hot tea. He wasn’t impressed. Travis told me that tea should only be consumed cold, and it should be sweetened before it’s chilled.

I just looked at him while he ranted about his iced-tea, which he called ‘ice-tea’. When he was done, I simply said, “Drink your fucking tea, mate, or I’ll be giving it to you as an enema when you least expect it.”

He shook his head a little; then he picked up his cup and drank it. “It’s good; it’s really good.”

“I’m glad you liked it.” I did my best evil grin. “I hear it works well to flush out motor oil from one’s lower digestive tract.”

“I know what you’re trying to do,” Travis nodded as he said it. “You’re trying to be the tough guy.” He waited for me to say something, but I just continued my smirk. “I’m the tough guy here. Remember that.” He sat back.

“You’re the alpha male, huh?”

“That’s right,” Although, he admitted later that he didn’t really know what that meant.

“The tough guy,” I continued, “who squealed like a little girl when I put my dick in his pussy.”

“You just wait. We’ll see what you’re screaming when I fuck your hole with this monster.”

“You ain’t getting near this hole until you drink another cup of tea, mate.”

“Fuck you. Give me another one.” He smiled. I smiled. As I poured him another cup, I started to wonder how this might feel, waking up each morning with Travis.

“Do you think you’ll get everything on your list done by lunch?”

“Me? Yeah. I just need to check on things. I’m wondering about letting the hens keep their eggs. My grandmother was expecting some chicks. I think she was planning on some chickens to butcher. Or some roosters.”

“And I want to figure out about the milo. Last year, my father took care of both ours and your grandad’s fields, but we didn’t plant any milo this year. Maybe I should talk to my father about it.”

“That sounds like a good idea.”

“I’ll take care of it then. I’ll see you at noon.”

I kissed him. “What does my man want for lunch?”

“I’ll let my girl decide,” he chuckled.

“You fucking asshole,” I laughed.

“One more thing before I go,” said Travis.

“Yeah?”

“I did like your tea, and I'm pretty sure you’re in love with me.”

He turned and walked out. He was right.

That evening, Travis returned covered in mud. I’d spent the day planting for the fall. I had some rolls rising in the kitchen for dinner, and I’d located some steak in the freezer, and I had it thawing in the sink. Travis had been repairing a cow trough.

“Dump your clothes there, and I’ll put them in the washbasin to soak before washing them.” He had a suitcase with him. “I’ll be up with you in a few.”

“No welcome home kiss?”

“Not when you’re covered in cow shit. Wash up, and if you do a really good job, I might let you fuck me later.”

“You might?”

I smiled. “Get clean. You need to get these steaks cooked for us.”

Several minutes later, he came down in a towel. I went into the laundry room and had just filled the sink with warm water when I heard him cooking the steak. I put his clothes into the water and began swishing them around. My thoughts ran to how domestic this seemed. He was working on dinner after a long hard day. I was cleaning his clothes after working in the garden and checking on things around the farm. I’d even made plans to vacuum and dust the downstairs tomorrow. I was daydreaming when he came in and put his arms around me.

“The steaks are resting, but they’ll be ready to eat in a few minutes. I wish we had some wine.”

I leaned my head back. “I don’t need wine; I have you. You were right this morning when you said I was in love with you. I don’t understand how fast it happened.”

He nibbled on my ear. “This just feels right and natural.”

I turned and faced him. I gave him a soft kiss. “I’m rethinking my whole future.”

I felt him take a deep breath. “Wow.” He brought his hand up and ran his fingers through my hair. We continued to look into one another’s eyes. The timer dinged in the next room. “Steaks are ready,” he whispered.

I smiled then pulled him tight to me. “I love you. Let’s eat.” I released him and noticed that his eyes were misty.

He bit his lower lip before saying, “I love you, too.”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him into the kitchen. I noticed that he had tented the towel and apron that he was wearing. I was tight in my underwear as well, but it was time for dinner. We needed our strength.

We were on the bed a few hours later; both of us were looking at the ceiling. Travis’ left arm wrapped under me, and his right rested on my chest. He had just explained why he was so muddy. “I talked to my dad today.”

“Yeah?”

“He said he was going to take care of the milo. He said he had talked to your grandfather about buying this farm. Your grandfather wasn’t sure about selling the house but thought that no one in your family would want the fields. He told my dad that his grandson might be interested in the house, but he was going to talk to him about it.”

“My grandfather never said anything to me, and I’m the only grandson.”

“My father said he wanted to get the land for me, so I’d have a start.”

“I’ll have to talk to my grandfather when they get back. If he gave me the farm, we’d have the whole thing without your father having to spend any money, and you wouldn’t owe him anything.”

“My dad also asked me about you and why I was staying over.” Travis’ voice had a quiver.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

I took a deep breath. “So, what happened.”

“He asked me if something was going on between us. He said he’d always wondered whether I was different because I really never seemed interested in girls.”

“What’d you say?”

“I asked him why he had never said anything before.”

My brain immediately said that’s because the kid is supposed to tell the parent, not the other way around. But I’d never told mine, so I said, “and what’d he say?”

“Well, he sat down on the bumper of the truck and asked me to sit next to him. He told me that his brother was queer and that they had a big fight about it. His brother left, and he never saw him again. My dad had tears. I’ve never seen him cry.”

I reached up and put Travis’ hand in mine.

“He said he’d always hoped I would have a wife and family and be as happy as he was, and it scared him to think I might not have that. But today, my mom told him I’d packed some clothes to stay here. She told him that I seemed different, that I’d seemed happier than she’s seen me since I was a little kid.

“I told my dad that I was. I told him that I’d met you and somehow life seemed happy and worth living. I told him that I was starting to feel the monotony of things, but you made those feelings disappear. I know it’s weird, but when I was fixing the fence early this morning, I knew that fixing the fence was making life better.

“He told me he understood that. When things would get tough, he told me, I knew that I was working for your mom and you and your sister. I was working to make a better life for our family, and that made the hard work important. He hugged me. He hasn’t done that since I was a little kid.”

I had to wipe tears from my eyes; his story had touched me deeply.

“I told him that I had fallen in love with you, even though I had just met you. And he said that he fell in love with my mother when he first saw her. He hadn’t even talked to her.” Travis sat up. “I love you, Kaleb.”

I moved and pulled him on top of me. We began to kiss. His kisses were awesome. He kissed my chest, my nipples, my neck. I could feel our erections growing. As he moved down to kiss my abs, his penis rubbed against my leg. My desire to be fucked increased, and then he began to suck my cock. The way he moved his tongue against my shaft while he sucked urged me to grab his head and shove my dick down his throat. He moved his head downward. He was trying to deepthroat me. I moved my hands behind his head and pushed him as I shoved my dick up. I felt it pop into his throat. “Fuck,” I exclaimed as I came. Travis continued to push his face against me. I swear I could feel his throat muscles pump my cock. Then he pulled up.

His face was red. His eyes were red and teary. My heart skipped a beat; the look on his face scared me.

“That was fucking awesome,” he croaked. “Your dick went into my throat, babe. Wow.” He was breathing heavily. I pulled him up so he could rest his head on my belly. As his breathing returned to normal, I pulled a jar of Vaseline I had found from under my pillow. I held it in front of him.

“Look what I have.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We need this so you can stuff that fat cock up my ass. I just filled your belly; now, you need to fill mine.” I opened the lid. “Push my legs apart so I can lube my hole.”

“That’s going to make a mess,” Travis said.

“Maybe, but I’m washing the sheets again tomorrow anyway. Get ready to fuck me.” I rubbed the Vaseline over my hole and into it. I sat forward and covered his dick with it.

With my legs still spread apart, Travis leaned forward. The head of his cock needed to be aligned better with my hole, so I adjusted it. My hungry hole seemed to invite the head of his dick in. Travis pushed the rest of himself into me. The sensation of the stretch was amazing; it took my breath away. There was an incredible, indescribable sensation that caused my eyes to roll back. His dick fit inside me perfectly. I gasped a ‘yes’ as his pubic bone contacted my pelvis.

My mind wondered whether this was the point in my life that I had been waiting for. The man I loved had physically joined with me. He began to move back and forth. I could sense the movement within me. I felt conflicted between the sensation caused by his slow, gentle thrusts and the desire to have him quicken the pace and push himself quickly and forcibly into me. It was like rubbing an itch compared to scratching it. I just didn’t want the feeling to end.

Looking up at Travis, I saw him looking back at me. I could sense the desire in his eyes, and he began to increase the frequency of his fuck. He sent me to the highest levels of ecstasy, and I began to meet his thrusts with a tilt of my pelvis. A new sensation began within me, I felt the urge to come even though I wasn’t jerking my dick. The feeling grew within me as he began to fuck me even faster and harder until suddenly, I released my load.

Travis emitted a low, strange growl as he shoved his bone into me and filled me with his seed. I wrapped my arms around him. I wanted him to stay inside me. A drop of sweat from his brow fell just below my neck. I shivered and tightened the muscles of my hole. His dick was forced out with a popping-like sound. The sensation of his cum dripping from my ass caused me to clench my teeth. I rolled over pushing him under me and kissed him hard.

Could I ever love that man more than I did at that moment?