A Gentle Giants Tale

by Thanatos

15 May 2019 12351 readers Score 9.2 (168 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


After a long pause of not writing any gay erotica, I tried my luck again with a little story that came to my mind and I thought I might translate it into English and post it here. I love stories with a bit of background plot, because it makes the characters feel so much more real.

It's quite a long one, so take your time and read through it, or if you wanna have a quick wank, just skip, like, half of it to go straight to the juicy details. But I really hope that most will read the beginning, too, to better emerse themselves in the story.

Feedback is always welcome (and asked for) and thank you! 

Let me know if you would like a second part, because the ideas are there.

Have fun.


A Gentle Giants Tale - The Farm Boy

Ren straightened up and groaningly pressed his fists into the small of his back. Discontented, he looked at the last two rows of the field, which he should have cleared of weeds by the evening so that sowing could begin the next morning. He turned his head and blinked towards the sun above the treetops of the nearby forest. He probably had a handbreadth and a half of daylight left before it got dark. Actually more than enough time to finish work and wash thoroughly before dinner, but he didn't really feel like going on. He brushed a strand of his ash blonde hair from his forehead, which was covered with sweat and the dust he stirred up every time he rammed the rake into the ground in front of him. His tongue licked his lips and tried to spread some moisture over them, but all that he managed to do was to lick the dust off them. With a disgusted expression on his face, he spat out the little bit of saliva he was able to collect in his mouth.

How much more he would have liked to go to the lake to swim with his friends that day! The last time, Hern had brought along a jug full of beer, which they had all shared in secret, and afterwards everyone had tried to submerge the others as often as they could in the spring-like cold water. After that, they had all crawled out of the water at some point, jittering whenever a cool breeze of air was spread over their naked bodies, leaving goose bumps all over them. More than once a mischievous joke had flown back and forth about how cold the water must have been.

Today, however, spring had come with all its force and the sun was burning unusually hot from a cloudless sky. If only he hadn't forgotten his hat after lunch. He could already feel that his face and neck were reddened, not enough for a sunburn, but enough that he longed for a cloth with cold water.

He grimaced painfully as he stretched and his back cracked loudly, telling him that he had stood there bent over for far too long.

Sighing, he took the tool he had leaned against his shoulder back into his hand and mentally prepared to swing it over his head again and again and to drive it down into the furrow as a shadow fell over him from behind.

Rolling his eyes inside, Ren turned around to tell Anton that he had only stretched himself for a moment and that he would continue working immediately. Why was he finished working yet anyway? The field he should have ploughed today was almost twice the size of this one, after all it took him almost two days to pick out all the stones and weeds!

But it wasn't his older brother standing behind him to look at him with a punishing look that he had clearly copied from their father's to prepare for his role as head of the family. Ren gasped in shock and stumbled over his own feet. The rake got caught between his long legs and he crashed lengthwise between the two furrows. The impact drove the air out of his lungs.

In front of him stood clearly a giant, one of the creatures from the children's stories that his mother always told him when he was a small boy and which his younger brothers and sisters still listened to with excitement today. One of the very creatures who grabbed careless children, dragged them into their caves and ate them there!


The man slightly tilted his head as he looked down at the boy lying in front of him in the dust of the field, looking at him with his eyes wide open. He knew exactly what effect his sight would have on most people, as nearly seven feet tall, he was a good head length taller than most of them. The boy's mouth opened, but not a word came out.

One of the dense eyebrows that overshadowed his dark eyes, making them look even darker, arched up in amusement as he waited silently for an answer.

The boy's gaze slowly wandered down his face and across his broad chest until he finally froze to the sword hanging from his belt in a worn-out leather sheath. Though the man hadn't thought it possible, the young man's eyes widened further and slowly he began to crawl backwards away from him, apparently in terror. The rake that was still lying between his legs however, got in his way and the rough wood at the end of the handle pounded into his face. Quietly yelling in pain, the boy pressed his hand against his forehead and turned away.

Sighing, the Giant stepped forward one step, pulled the rake out between the boy's legs and carelessly threw it aside before he grabbed him under the armpits - his hands got all wet from the sweat of the boy that had completely soaked the thin linen shirt - and pulled him up on his legs as if he weighed nothing more than a bundle of hay.

The young fellow still looked at him in fear when he let go and looked over him from top to bottom.

"Everything all right?" asked the Giant.


"Everything all right?" the deep bass in which the Giant spoke caused Ren's chest to vibrate.

Ren had to put his head in his neck to look him in the face. Eyes, so dark that the iris could hardly be told apart from the pupil, looked at him sternly over a straight and sharply cut nose. A small scar ran just under his left eye across his cheekbone and a short beard, which had already started to grow again and would have had to be cut a few days ago at the latest to look really clean, emphasized a wide, square jaw. Ren's gaze involuntarily dodged his and kept ghosting down to the sword the man carried on his belt, which looked as if it had been used more than once. But if this man wanted to do something to him, he probably wouldn't need to draw it in the first place. The heavy paws he had placed on his shoulders seemed to weigh a hundredweight and he didn't know whether he held him upright or stopped him from running away.

Cautiously, Ren pulled his hand from his forehead and looked at his fingers. Fortunately, there was no blood on it, even though his forehead was still pounding. Probably there was going to be a big bump that would hurt for days. He nodded cautiously in answer, still not trusting his voice. If he had previously thought that the day was unpleasantly hot, he now became aware of the heat seeping through his shirt from both the hands on his shoulders. He felt as if he could feel the heat radiating from the huge body no hand's width away from his own.

Finally, the Giant let him go and Ren quickly stepped back a one and a half steps. He was still within reach of those arms, which looked much thicker than his own thighs, but running away would have been pointless anyway.

"What's your name?"

"Ren", the boy rasped and swallowed. His mouth was dry and he would have been glad to have something to drink.

As if he had read his thoughts, the colossus pulled out a full leather waterskin behind his back and held it out to Ren. He hesitantly reached for it, but the man pulled it out of his grasp just before he could touch it.

"You're not exactly talkative, Ren," he said his name as if he had an unknown taste on his tongue and tried to figure out whether he liked it or not.

"Answer me a question: do you live around here?"

Ren swallowed and thought about what to say. A drop of sweat tickled his cheek and he noticed the man following the glittering drop with his dark eyes as it left a trail on his dirty face.

"Yes," he then replied. "On a farm with my father, my brothers and a few farmhands."

That may have been a lie, but the guy better believed that there were still a whole group of strong men on their farm if he had something bad in mind.

A prominent eyebrow rose and the giant growled thoughtfully before he held out the waterskin again. This time he didn't pull it back as Ren grabbed it. He looked suspiciously at the man as he pulled the cork out of the opening of the skin, in which it was sloshing noticeably. His own waterskin had been empty hours ago and he hadn't brought a second one. Ren hesitated for a moment, but then thirst gained the upper hand and he put the wooden end of the hose on his lips and took a big swig. Surprised, he flinched as a sweetish bitter taste spread through his mouth.

He coughed.

"That's wine!" he gasped in surprise.

"Of course," the Giant replied. "You wouldn't expect a man to travel with water only after all."

Ren took another sip and then another. Actually, the wine didn't taste so bad. Not like the sour dishwater he once stole from the inn, which they called wine.

"Don't you drink it up," the Giant said threateningly, but his voice sounded amused. "That’s my last one and I'd have to walk quite a distance to get any more."

Ren wiped his mouth guiltily and returned the wineskin to the man, who corked it up again and hung it on his belt.


"My name is Aengus", the man said and held out a hand to the boy as the wineskin hung from his belt again. The lad automatically took hold of it and his hand almost disappeared in the huge fist. Aengus could clearly feel the calluses on the lad's hands, but due to his young age his skin was still quite soft, at least in contrast to soldiers, who normally shook his hands.

"And I could use a place to sleep tonight. To be honest, I'm tired of sleeping under trees and waking up when the wolves stray around the campfire. I could really use a warm bed."

The eyes of the boy - Ren - widened a little at the mention of the carnivores, who were acclaimed as bloodthirsty beasts in the villages around, and his gaze became almost admiring. Aengus grinned at himself when he noticed the obvious change in the boy's facial expression. Of course, it had never come so far that they had actually sneaked around his campfire, but the young lad didn't need to know that for the time being.

Ren hesitated to answer him and brushed a strand of hair from his face, which fell back into his forehead as soon as he moved it out. Under all the dust and earth he was probably a dark blonde, and bright grey eyes were shining out of a face that was just about to strip off the last curves of childhood and become that of a quite handsome young man.

"You would have to ask my father if you can stay on the farm tonight. I would show you the way, but I have to finish my work before evening comes."

Aengus smiled slightly.

"I'll wait," he rumbled. The time would certainly not be long for him with such a view.


Ren's sweat was pouring down his forehead as he rammed the rake into the ground and hastily plucked out the weeds to stuff them into the sack next to him.

The colossus - Aengus - had settled beside the field, leaning against one of the low stone walls that separated his father's field from those of his neighbours, chewing on a blade of grass as he watched him work. From the corner of his eye Ren kept looking over at him as he stretched out, his face turned into the sun and enjoying the warmth on his face with his eyes closed. The short sleeves of the dark shirt the man was wearing slipped back often enough as he stretched himself with delight, revealing truly enormous upper arms where the muscles under the skin flexed, stretched, and tensed like thick ropes. His mouth had long since become dry again, but this time not only out of thirst. He oftenly had to take a deep breath and concentrate on something else, for example counting the leaves on a particularly thorny thistle when his pants became quite tight again. He shouldn't have such thoughts at all, he scolded himself, he should feel drawn to Haya's breasts instead, Herns older sister who had suddenly gone from a girl to a woman in the last half year.

But thinking of how the Giant's trousers had stretched around his thick legs as he walked to the edge of the field and snuggled tightly around the two round globes of his rear, as he stooped to pluck out the blade of grass that was now pinned between his narrow lips and waved cheekily at him as his tongue played with it...

Alarmed, Ren noticed that the man had opened his eyes and looked over at him, probably for quite some time while he was standing here staring at him. And in his pants throbbed a hot hardness that told him that he had just got completely stiff. His ears and face became uncomfortably warm and probably even redder than they had been a moment before as he turned back to work and begged the goddess in his mind that the Giant hadn't noticed anything.


Angus got up as Ren approached him. His tongue was slowly playing around the tip of the blade of grass between his lips before he spat it out. He didn't move too fast, allowing the lad to see his muscles play. It was almost hilarious how he hastily took a few deep breaths to calm down.

Aengus shouldered his bundle, pointing to the large sack of weeds the boy would take with him to burn on the farm, but at the moment he happened to be holding it in front of his midbody with the rake in his hand hanging by his side.

"Shall I take that?" he asked, in an effort to strike a disinterested tone.

The lad shook his head in dismay and pressed the bag to himself, as if it contained valuable fruit instead of useless plant waste. So, he really saw it earlier that the boy's pants had clearly bulged in his crotch when he had repeatedly thrown quite obvious looks at him. Aengus had watched him under eyelids lowered to narrow slits and had enjoyed the sun on his body a little too obviously. He had made a small spectacle of how he had stretched and strained himself and tried to judge the reactions of the young man.

He casually raised one arm and scratched his neck as he looked at the boy with a questioning look.

"So, which way are we going?" he asked.

The way Ren's gaze almost compulsively scurried to his swollen biceps and back told him almost everything he needed to know. Well, maybe he had him a little more tensed than necessary, but the boy was cute, so why not play around a bit more?

"This way", stuttered Ren, pointing with the hand holding the sack in the right direction, before he noticed what he was doing and covered his center again.

Aengus acted as if he hadn't noticed anything and set off. The boy had a little trouble keeping up with his long strides, so he walked a little slower than he was used to and adapted to his pace.

After a while of silence - and some stealthy glances - the lad had apparently shed his inhibitions and started to interrogate him. But maybe only his erection had faded away a little.

Aengus remained as vague as possible in his answers as to why he was travelling and that he was looking for someone who had recently come through this area. In return, he learned a lot about the local chatter bubbling endlessly from the boy. Probably he didn't often get the chance to talk to someone who didn't live on a farm in the vicinity of a day's march. He was a typical farm boy, almost painfully naïve and limited in the experiences he had made so far, but that was part of the charm that surrounded him like a sweet cloud. The way he moved when he swung a rake told of a life with a lot of physical work and even if he wasn't exactly muscular, you could see the lines of a strong young body whenever he bent down and the sight of the curves of his little butt had also made the fabric of Aengus trousers a little tighter.

"Here we are," Ren said just as they turned around one last row of hedges and a farmhouse came into sight that was somewhat on the edge of a small village. The house had been built of light-coloured field stones and the shutters of most of the windows were wide open to let the fresh air and the last sunlight of the day into the rooms beyond.

A young girl with blonde hair braided into a plait strolled across the yard with a bucket, with which she had just fed the chickens and which she now dreamily swung back and forth. When she looked over at them and saw the giant man next to her brother, her eyes widened and she ran hastily to one of the buildings, a stable or a barn, and disappeared inside.

Not five breaths later a tall, strong man appeared in the door frame and stepped outside into the sunlight, casually holding a pitchfork with four long, pointed prongs at his side, as if he had completely forgotten that he was still holding it in his hand. His gaze scurried to the sword on Aengus's belt and then over his mighty silhouette, next to which his son looked downright slight.

"N'Evening. Who are you and what are you doing here?" he asked with suspiciously drawn eyebrows. His voice was a deep baritone and he spoke with the calm confidence of a man who had learned to defend himself in his years. Aengus looked at him for a moment before answering. When he looked at him closely, he clearly saw the family resemblance to Ren, and he could imagine that the boy would mature into a handsome man, that's how similar he looked to his father.

"My name is Aengus," he finally replied and stretched out his hand towards him. The handshake he received was firm and warm, the hand strong and confident, as he had expected.

"I am passing through and I met your son out in the field. I'm looking for someone who came around some time ago and a night with a roof over my head sounds like a damn dream. I can pay for it, of course," he added. The prospect of making a little money on the side had never hurt out here in the countryside.

Ren's father took a quick look at his son who nodded to confirm the story, before he answered: "We don't have a free room and there's not much space in the house either, but if the barn is good enough for you I can put a quilt over the hay and give you something to eat."

Aengus bowed his head politely, which didn’t help that he was still looking down on the other man and gratefully accepted the offer. Compared to the idea of spending the night leaning against a tree, a bed in the hay actually sounded quite comfortable.

Ren's father introduced himself as Halar and ordered his son to get rid of the weeds and wash himself before dinner, before asking Aengus to follow him with a back of his head. The blonde girl from before met them as they headed towards the stable and Aengus winked at her as she passed by. She turned bright red and abashedly she cast down her eyes, before - not without a last glance over his well-shaped male body - she pushed past him and disappeared into the house.

Halar kept his word and threw a crude blanket over a stack of hay lying at the rear end of the barn between a high shed with two goats and a heavy workbench with a surface that had been smoothed by countless generations. In the air lay the dry and warm aroma of grass and animals, and the dust danced in the sunbeams that fell through the open shutters, but it was dry and reasonably clean, so Aengus didn't complain. He had already slept in worse places over time. Thinking of Ren, his strong, young body, and the way he had stripped him bare with his eyes, Aengus wondered if he would find sleep at all that night.

Without suspecting anything of his thoughts, Halar took the copper coins he held out to him - enough for food for half a week for his whole family, if they weren't excessively numerous. With a quick glance at the worn, repeatedly patched trousers, which were visibly bulging in his crotch, Aengus assumed, however, that the farmer had probably been quite diligent.


A good half an hour later - Aengus had just checked the last object out of his bag and stowed it tidily away again, a handspan-long knife with a blade shimmering in the rest of the daylight - he heard a door slam shut in front of the barn from outside.

On quiet soles the Giant stepped to the window and looked out, turning in such a way that he remained hidden in the semi-dark shadows. Mildly amused, he watched Ren, who had just stepped out of the door of his parental home and looked around in a visibly nervous manner in all directions, before hesitantly moving towards the barn. In his hand he held a crust of bread and a wooden board with a few slices of bacon and cheese. His chest swayed with hasty breaths and every few steps he slowed down as he reassured himself that no one was watching him. Unconsciously, Aengus moved his massive paw to his upper body and pinched his nipple through his shirt, which immediately hardened under the gentle treatment. Grumbling with satisfaction, he withdrew from the window and pulled his shirt over his head in a single flowing motion, throwing it carelessly aside. Almost without slowing down, he kicked his heavy boots off his feet and began to undo his pants. He pulled them down just far enough that the beginning of trimmed, deep black pubic hair flashed out before dropping onto the blanket over his bed in the hay. One of his hands ran across the wavy landscape of his hard abdominal muscles and on to his chest, where he pinched his nipple again, moaning softly, while the other hand moved down, sliding under the waistband of his trousers and grabbing the base of his thick rod, whose cavernous bodies were just beginning to fill with blood and were getting thicker and harder.

Just as he was kneading the thick bulge in his crotch that slowly began to grow and widen the lacing of his trousers, he heard the door to the barn creaking open and close again. Cautious steps approached over rustling hay and Aengus closed his eyes, put his head on his neck and pretended to be completely absorbed in his pleasure. A deep, quiet groan came out of his throat and he sighed slightly as a pull on his nipples drove a shiver down his back and another surge of blood into his member.

The rustling of his steps suddenly stopped and a sharp inhale told him that Ren must have spotted him. Slowly his eyes opened and looked at the boy standing opposite him, completely oblivious of the food in his hands, at the sight of the half-naked Giant lying with one hand in his trousers in front of him in the straw, continuing to massage his penis as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"Put the food on the table," the Giant ordered him and weighed his heavy testicles in his hand, which rested well filled in his junk. Completely bewildered, the young lad obeyed his orders and turned to the table. Aengus took the opportunity to stand up and approach him. Ren flinched as he turned and the giant man stood in front of him, his broad chest naked and casting deep shadows in the semi-darkness of the barn, but he could not avert his gaze from the dark eyes that fixated him.

"That's really nice of you to bring me something to eat, Ren. Thank you," Aengus said quietly and took another step towards him. He was now so close to him that the boy had to be able to feel the heat emanating from his bare skin. Clumsily, Ren stumbled half a step back and bumped against the edge of the workbench, his hands groping for an escape route, but the colossus stepped towards him again, cutting him off from all paths and looming over him like a mountain in human form.

"Do you know what else you can do with that thing between your legs except pee?" Aengus asked further. His deep voice sounded amused at the frightened reaction of the younger man sitting in front of him, caught like a rabbit in front of the snake by the sheer physical power he radiated over him.

"Yes," rasped Ren, casting an involuntary glance at the giant's crotch, showing a quite remarkable bulge moving with the movements he used to knead his balls as he chatted with him.

"I - I saw a stallion once, as he jumped a mare, over at-" he stuttered, but then broke off shamefaced. His face under the freshly washed blonde hair, shining in the last rays of the low sun, was covered with a deep red gleam that stretched down to the collar of his shirt. Aengus slowly pulled his hand out of his pants, making sure the boy saw the base of his thick member in the open waistband of his pants and that he put that same hand to his chin to gently turn it upwards until he had to look him in the eyes. He hadn't seen such a sweet and innocent peasant boy for a long time!

A tiny movement melted the distance between them to nothing and he could feel the body of the young lad being pressed against his own. Ren just barely went over his shoulders and he could have just thrown him on the ground and taken him then and there, but he had a completely different plan for him!

"And that aroused you when you saw that, I bet. You must have been playing around with your little member for months behind the barn, thinking of the sight. Tell me, Ren, has anyone else ever touched you down there? Or were you ever allowed to bury him in someone?"

Aengus felt the slight tug in his hand as Ren shook his head in embarrassment. His face had become quite hot and had taken on an even darker shade of red, a sight that kindled the fire in his loins all the more and drove the heat into his crotch.

"I could teach you some things if you want," he murmured in a rough voice.

"What kind of things...?" Ren asked him hesitantly. His chest raised and fell faster and faster with agitation and his dark pupils were wide with nervous tension.

Without answering, Aengus took his left hand and placed it onto his chest, which arched heavily above his stomach. Frightened, Ren looked at the hard muscle on which his hand now lay and his fingers hesitantly brushed over it. His lips opened a tiny crack and a soft groan came out.

Aengus gently caressed his hips and his fingers stole themselves under his shirt to feel the soft skin of his flanks before he slowly leaned down to the much smaller young man. Their faces were only a finger's width apart, and the Giant could feel the boy's warm breath on his face. Ren sharply drew in the air as the huge man's lips gently lay on his. His body suddenly became stiff as a stick and he wanted to strike a blow, to push the guy away, to ram his knee between his legs to make him let him go, but those fingers just felt so good, as they were lazily drawing small circles on his skin, chasing one shiver after another across his back. His lips tasted sweet and they were so firm and warm, moving with the certainty of an experienced man who knew exactly what he wanted and how he would get it, and at the same time so tender as if he had to watch out not to break Ren with a thoughtless motion. His fingers, that shortly before had drilled so tightly into the hard pectoral muscle in front of him that his nails had left crescent-shaped marks, relaxed and he laid his hands flat onto the hot skin and felt the play of the muscles underneath. The tension disappeared from his young body the longer the kiss lasted and with a soft sigh he allowed the Giant to pull him towards him and the hands under his shirt to move around to his back.

Ren realized that his cock in his pants had become stiff. He was so hard that it almost hurt how he pressed it against Aengus, but he wanted the Giant to know that he aroused him so much. And just as he felt Aengus' manhood pressing against him at the level of his own naval, he felt the incredible heat emanating from this man's massive privates and moaned greedily into the kiss as he realized that Aengus had become so hard because of him.

Hands like the paws of a bear lay over his buttocks, almost completely covering them with playful ease and dragged him further towards him. Slowly but surely, Aengus began to draw him against himself rhythmically, rubbing Rens’ boner on the tree trunk-like leg, that was just as immovable to the boy as a hundred year old oak. A wet spot had long since formed on the boy's trousers and Ren bit the Giant's lower lip slightly as the friction drove tingling waves through his body.

In return, Aengus now pressed his member against the boy's flat belly, kissed him along the chin and nibbled gently on his earlobe, while Ren trembled in his arms and his hands wandered aimlessly over Aengus's upper body.

As if he weighed nothing more than his travel bundle, the Giant lifted the boy from his feet and carried him over to the blanket spread over the hay. His huge biceps were barely budging, so little he had to exert himself. Carefully he lowered the lad onto the hay and now kneeled between the spread legs of the younger man, laying down on him and pressing him into the soft padding with his weight, although he supported most of his body with his muscular arms.

Slowly he grazed Ren's shirt up and kissed his belly, chest and neck at tiny intervals before he carelessly threw the garment aside. Under the fabric, the young lad looked exactly as he had imagined. Taut skin, already slightly tanned by the few hours of sunshine of the early year, stretched over firm muscles, two small, dark red nipples stood surrounded by narrow, dark areolae, where the first signs of goose bumps blossomed, and his collarbones almost invited him to kiss along them and up his neck...

Ren's fingers were buried in Aengus's hair as the latter downright threw himself onto him and he wrapped his strong legs around the man's hips as he rubbed his bursting swollen shaft against the men’s hard belly. Aengus' hard manhood pressed threateningly against his taint and the slight movements of the colossus above him made him short of breath.

Aengus lips found Ren’s and lay gently over them again, but this time the kiss quickly became more intense and wilder. A tip of a tongue licked his lips and Ren opened them a tiny gap wide, panting. Their tongues found each other and with a cautiousness belying his giant stature, Aengus gently nudged him with his tongue, pressed them against each other, then immediately withdrew and lured him out, before they fought passionately with each other again. Long since the lads head was spinning wild and he no longer really knew where he was and what he was doing, only felt the heavy, hot body pressing him into the hay, the soft lips and the incredible hardness of their cocks pressing against each other.

Panting, he took a breath as Aengus withdrew after a while and looked at him. Actually, he wanted to say something, but when he saw the Giant towering above him and the dwindling light of the day casting hard shadows into the deep furrows of his muscular figure, he only managed a weary smile as he continued to struggle for air. Apparently, that was all the Giant had been waiting for, because he smiled slyly and his lips started wandering on Ren's chest again, only this time they pulled downwards…

Aengus slowly and provocatively unlaced the boy's trousers and hooked his fingers behind the waistband. He gently pulled the fabric down and accompanied every fingerwidth of exposed skin with his lips until the dense pubic hair of the boy came into sight. Long since his hard shaft had left a distinct wet spot on his crotch, to which he now put his lips and sucked the viscous drops through the fabric, which made Ren groan loudly. The receding fabric released the root of a hard cock and then slowly more and more of the shaft until it finally jumped out like a tensed spring and was thrown against his lower abdomen with a loud clap, releasing a glistening thread of lust drops being thrown all across Ren's chest.

Aengus quickly pulled the boy's pants off his legs and rubbed his hands over his strong thighs that were covered in lightly coloured hair, as he watched the boy lustfully from his position between his bare legs. Ren's face was red with shame once again as he lay there buck naked in front of the older man looking down at him and his hard dick pounding excitedly on his stomach to the beat of his heart. He looked so innocent and inexperienced as he lay there in front of Aengus, breathing heavily, waiting to see what he would do to him next.

Gently he closed his hand around the boy's throbbing erection, which lay in his hand like a piece of red-hot glowing steel. The boy's cock was not excessively long, it stood out barely an inch from Aengus fist, but it was unusually thick for his age, and crowned by a broad glans, tightly enclosed by the foreskin. From the slit dripped an incessant stream of clear drops. Infinitely slowly Aengus pulled the foreskin back and watched as the boy arched his back more and more in sweet agony. Tenderly, he kissed Rens exposed neck and blew a light breath over the damp spot because he knew exactly how excitable he would be there. And indeed, Ren just threw his head back further and his loud moaning became higher and higher the further he pulled back the foreskin and stretched the frenulum with it.

"You’re really beautiful, when you give in to those feelings," he whispered to him as he played on his earlobe with the tip of his nose. The lad's only response was a submissive whimper with which he tried to move even closer to the giant man. Ren wanted more, just more. And that it would never stop! Aengus could do it so much better than when he put his hands on it himself. His hip jerkily tried to push his cock into the clutching fist, but he didn't really dare to resist the will of the man who tortured him so sensually.

Finally, Aengus let off from Ren's neck and bent down to his crotch. The boy's glans was brightly red swollen and so slippery from his precum that every time he slowly pulled the foreskin over the thick tip it made a nice, wet smacking sound.

As a particularly thick drop of precum poured out of his slit, trembling with the beat of his heart, Aengus licked his tongue over Ren's glans and tasted the sweetness that spread into his mouth. The boy moaned loudly as Aengus slid his lips over his bulging cock and began to suck on it to the beat of his hand.

Aengus stopped for a moment to put a finger on the lad’s lips.

"Not so loud," he whispered to him.

"I’m sorry-," Ren breathlessly uttered, but broke off whimpering as Aengus put his mouth back onto his young cock. Never before had anyone put his lips around his dick and Ren relished the feeling of the soft lips and the hot moisture that held him enclosed. His hands slowly moved to Aengus' head and pushed him further into his lap and the Giant allowed him to take control. His lips were pressed into the soft pubic hair and he smelled the clean lad who gradually began to exude the smell of lust and sex that Aengus loved and knew so well. He relaxed his throat and the boy's hard cock slid down into it, which Ren answered with a high, only partially suppressed howl. The unknown feeling made the boy almost frantic and ever faster he pushed his stiff rod as deep as he could into Aengus eager mouth. To slow him down a little, he carefully took the boy's balls in his hand and pulled on them ever so slightly to prevent them from slipping up too soon. When he noticed the pull at his most sensitive parts, Ren stopped his vigorous thrusts and Aengus started sucking the hard piece of meat in his mouth again on his own. He was almost sure that the boy's whimpering and moaning could be heard all around outside, but by now he didn't really care anymore, while his second hand was playing on his own rock-hard pride.

With the index finger of the hand, which kept Rens' balls under control, he meanwhile caressed the boy's luscious ass cheeks and slowly sank it between the two globes as he let the young cock slide back deep into his throat. His fingertip palpated the tightly contracted hole and he knew he would be stuck up at least once to the balls in this tight muscle and if it was the last thing he did. The Giant let plenty of saliva run down over the boy's hard shaft and testicles the size of pigeon egg’s and massaged the sensitive balls with it until they were all slick. Ren was torn between the horny feelings the pull on his balls inflicted on him and the slight pain that every handling with the bear paws of Aengus inevitably caused. Meanwhile Aengus’s saliva dripped from his testicles and ran along his finger directly to Ren's sphincter, which was already shining wet, and being patiently and carefully massaged by Aengus until he felt the resistance against his probing finger getting weaker and weaker. Slowly the fingertip of his index finger disappeared the fraction of an inch into the tight hole.

Ren flinched as he noticed the intruder in his hole.

"Aengus!" he shouted quietly. "What are you doing?"

With a loud slurping noise, Aengus let the boy's rod slide out of his mouth and straightened up a little to look at him, but without taking his hand off his balls and butt. The lad had raised up halfway onto his elbows and panted heavily. The skin on his chest and face was covered in a blush of bright red spots, that’s how much he glowed.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, so quietly, that Ren could hardly understand him. His voice sounded calm and determined, with a hoarse undertone that spoke of his arousal.

"I-I don't know," Ren replied truthfully. "I just met you today and-"

In the semi-darkness the enormous shadow moved to the side and let itself sink cautiously beside him. Ren shivered involuntarily as he felt the huge, hard bulge that had to be Aengus' member and that was pressed against his hip. The Giant's hand still hadn't moved a millimetre away from his butt and he slowly got nervous.

"I've done this many times before," Aengus tried to calm him down. "I know what I'm doing and how far I can take you. If it hurts you, I'll stop, I swear to you."

His voice became softer and his face was so close to Ren’s that he could feel the warm breath of the colossal man sweeping over his skin. As the boy turned his head ever so slightly, their lips touched and a gentle kiss swirled the concerns through his head like loose leaves. He noticed that Aengus lips felt different than before, they seemed to be slightly swollen and were so much warmer and wetter. Ren sighed and snuggled up against the hard body that lay beside him like a mountain range. His strong, young hands glided over the firm skin and explored each and every rib of Aengus' abdominal muscles. He had never seen a man with muscles as prominent as this Giant. His legs involuntarily spread a little further, giving up the control to Aengus and a better access to his butt. Ren could feel the wet fingers massaging his buttocks.

Aengus carefully withdrew from their kiss and grumbled contentedly as Ren's fingers stroked his chest and found his large nipples, brushing over them. Trembling, the boy buried his head on his chest as he gently increased the pressure on the soft, slippery sphincter and slowly penetrated it. Ren breathed in sharply as a single finger - by the goddess, how thick were this man's fingers? Was it really just a single one? – slipped into him. It didn't exactly hurt, but it ached in a completely unfamiliar way. His sphincter tried to contract around the finger again and again, but as he tried to push it out, it just slid in faster and easier.

"Yeah, open up and it'll be easier," Aengus grumbled and kissed him on his scalp. A thick arm snaked under the lad, almost lifting him from the quilt and pulling him closer to the Giant, holding him safely in his arms as the finger inside him slowly began to move.

"Aengus, it feels... strange," Ren moaned softly against his collarbones.

Soothingly, strong fingers stroked over the hollow in his back, just above his butt.

"It'll get better soon, I promise. You'll love it," the Giant's voice sounded so honest and so worried, Ren couldn't help but wrap an arm around his neck and press harder against his huge body. The stiff cock pressing against his hip twitched and he felt moisture spreading as Aengus precum soaked through his pants.

Aengus gently stroked his hand over the boy's back, feeling the sweat shining in the faint glimmer of light that fell in through the window as he slowly prepared that still virgin sphincter of the farm boy with his finger. He had already mounted many men, also took somes virginity and it always was an epiphany to feel how the muscle defended itself against the invasion, until it finally gave way to only jerk sporadically. But the boy had already made it through the worst part, now he only had to overcome the second muscle...

Ren winced and his arm tightened around the neck of the Giant, who lay calmly breathing before him, while his heart hammered in his chest and the intruding finger bore deeper and deeper into his inner being. Suddenly he felt his hole completely giving up resistance and Aengus finger slipped the last inch into him until his knuckles rested from the outside between his cheeks. He whimpered quietly as his sphincter fluttered. He had never felt anything like this before, it just felt so strange how this finger was stuck in him and bent slightly and- Ren howled loudly as his lower body suddenly jerked forward.

Aengus had touched something inside of him and lightning suddenly seemed to twitch through his abdomen. His penis, which had gone limb because of his nervous tension, filled with blood again within a few heartbeats, straightened up and throbbed frantically. Desperate, he bit the skin over Aengus' collarbone as his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. The finger in him kept moving, gently stroking this spot, nudging it, playing with it and driving him to ever higher heights. Ren didn't really know whether it really felt good or painful, the trembling had taken hold of his whole body by now and slowly the feeling began to change. From his testicles to the root of his cock an unbearable pressure built up and he was only marginally aware of Aengus, who had bent over and kissed his neck again. That little tingling feeling, completely unimportant, was washed away by the waves of lust or anguish, that swept him along. His fingers once again dug into Aengus' chest muscles and his scream was muzzled by the soft skin of Aengus' neck as the dam finally broke and he gushed out.

Aengus pressed the boy against himself as he bit him in the throat. Growling loudly, he pulled him even further towards him and massaged his small gland a little stronger than before. Meanwhile Ren trembled uncontrollably all over his body as if he was freezing to death, but his skin was smouldering with heat and damp with sweat. Again, he kissed the lads neck when the boy suddenly cramped. His abdomen tensed up and his sphincter muscle contracted so tightly around Aengus' finger that he briefly worried he might break it. The boy buried his face at his neck and his loud moaning turned into a long, muffled cry as his cock began to twitch and squirt out his seed like a fountain.

In his climax the farm boy pushed his hard rod desperately into the air and his hole onto Aengus finger and his sperm spread over Aengus belly and chest before he slowly came to rest. His breath came in short huffs, as if he had run for his life and fresh seed was still dripping out of his cock, while every so often he cramped loudly groaning.

Gently, Aengus pulled his finger out of the boy's hot hole, took him in both arms, pulled him to his chest, and relished the never ending trembling and twitching that Ren was still seized with as his climax slowly subsided, without caring how the cum slowly ran over his skin and was smeared between their heated bodies.

When the farmer's boy had calmed down and his fingers no longer bored into Aengus' chest like cat's claws, he gently pushed him aside, just far enough that a hand would have fitted between their bodies again. Ren's eyes were closed and even in the darkness Aengus could see at his neck how his heartbeat rhythmically stretched the main artery. His chest still raised and lowered a little faster than normal, but at that moment Aengus was sure to look at the image of perfection as the moonlight made the sweat on the young lad's skin glisten.

"Is everything all right?" he asked quietly with a soft smile.

Ren needed three attempts before he could bring something out.

"I-I think I may have just died," he whispered with a hoarse voice.

Aengus tried his best not to laugh, but the only result was that his broad chest trembled even more and the lad was shaken a little. Ren looked at him reproachfully before closing his eyes again in exhaustion. Then he moved a little closer to the big man again as a cool breeze of air swept in through the window and over his body.

Suddenly he looked at Aengus surprised - and a little guilty.

"You didn’t-," he began, but Aengus interrupted him whilst gently shaking his head.

"Don't worry about it, just enjoy it."

Ren's fingers glided slightly over his sensitive nipples, causing a shiver to run down his back, his still hard cock twitching heavily, and another stream of viscous drops of precum soaked his pants, which already showed a palm-sized fleck.

"But I want you to feel as good as I do," Ren insisted stubbornly and looked him in the dark eyes with determination.

Aengus grinned.

"Well, if you insist," he gave himself up jovially. "You can do anything you want to me."

Invitingly, he leaned back a little and looked at Ren with a provocative gaze. The lad sat up and his gaze glided nervously over the muscle-bound body and the considerable tent that his cock built.

"I... I've never..." Ren swallowed nervously, but didn't finish the sentence.

Aengus laid a hand on his cheek, into which he snuggled up, soothing him.

"I know. But you can't do much wrong, Ren. I'm a simple man, you play around with it, and it feels good. You can do that."

The boy kneeled hesitantly next to him and reached for the waistband of his trousers. In the darkness it took him a while to find the strings and pull them further apart. Aengus could hear him breathing deeply and then slowly pulling down his pants. Relieved, he groaned as his rod was finally freed from its narrow prison of cloth, while Ren sharply sucked in the air between his teeth and muttered: "Oh, by the good goddess."


Ren looked at the massive cock lying long and thick on the thigh of the giant man stretched out in front of him. A thick, throbbing vein stretched along the shaft and belong hung a low hanging sack with a pair of inhumanly large testicles. He stared at it in shock as a clear drop ran from the top and dripped onto the blanket below.

"You can go for it, Ren. Don't worry, it won't bite", Aengus' voice sounded amused, even though Ren couldn't see his facial expression properly in the darkness. Soothingly, the Giant put his palm on his leg.

Carefully Ren stretched out his hand and touched the thick rod. It looked as if it wasn't even really stiff, but in his hand he clearly felt the steely hardness inside under the soft skin. The thing was so thick that he couldn’t close his hand completely around it in the lower half and as he put the second hand around it, it turned out that even with both hands most of the glans still stuck out from the top of his fists. Ren hadn't thought a human could have such a big cock. He had already seen his brother and father naked, and although both had been bigger than he was, none of them could show a manhood like this.

Slowly he began to wank the big cock in his hands and watched excitedly as the thick foreskin pulled back over the head and rolled over it again. Clear drops ran incessantly from the top and spread on the dark purple skin, where they smacked softly as he increased his speed. The dick felt so incredibly heavy and powerful and far larger than his own, just as Ren had imagined it to be for a real man.

Aengus grumbled like a bear and stroked his hand over Ren's thigh.

"You're doing fine," the Giant mumbled with his growling bass voice, sighing quietly.

Ren felt the warmth rise to his face, blushing crimson with pride. He wasn't sure if he did everything right, but after a while Aengus took his hand and put it around his bare glans. He led Ren's hand up and down, smeared them with his precum, which still ran abundantly out of his mighty tool along the entire length of the sensitive organ. The feeling of the strong, young hand massaging his slippery, bare cock head made Aengus groan loudly, and when the lad had understood what to do, he soon squirmed and writhed under the hand that tortured him just as sensually as he had tortured its owner before.

Ren put his other hand around the Giant's scrotum and felt the low-hanging, heavy testicles in it. Each of them had the size of a smaller hens egg and he imagined them being filled to the brim with Aengus seeds and what quantities he would squirt when he reached his climax. Ren's own exhausted pecker immediately began to twitch and slowly pumped itself up again. He had experienced several climaxes in a row when he played with himself before, but after the little death he had just died, he hadn't thought that he would feel this tingling again so quickly.

Faster and faster he wanked the thick cock in his hand, massaged the sensitive tip with his fist and enjoyed watching Aengus twitch and squirm under his hands, how his muscles tightened and the veins on his arms showed more clearly.

Earlier Aengus had put his mouth around his cock and sucked it and Ren remembered exactly how much he would have wanted to squirt his sperm at that instant. So he leaned forward, pulled the Giant's foreskin as far back as possible until the frenulum stretched underneath and Aengus inhaled sharply before Ren stuck out his tongue and haltingly licked the smooth tip.

Astonished, his eyes widened. He didn't exactly know what he expected, but certainly not the amazingly sweet taste that immediately spread all over his tongue. Ren quickly licked the whole precum smeared tip clean and relished the taste in his mouth, before massaging the thick rod again to tease out a few more drops. He let the heavy balls glide through his palm and squeezed them gently, which let Aengus moan violently and made him leak out even more precum.

Ren put his lips over the colossal cock and sucked on it like a man dying with thirst, able to drink every drop of it before kissing and licking the sides of the long shaft with his lips and tongue. Aengus' thick, blunt glans filled his little mouth almost completely and he couldn't accommodate more than another inch before he started choking. He would have loved to have more of this hard rod in his mouth!

"Take it slow, be careful, Ren," Aengus admonished him when he once again wanted to take him too deep into his mouth and gagged. "You won't be able to fit it all the first time."

With these words he put a hand on his neck and determined the speed with which his lips slipped over the hard shaft and also how deep he penetrated his mouth. Ren loved every single second of it, stimulating the shaft he couldn't fit into his mouth with his hand and massaging the bulls balls, but the tremendously thick monster made his jaw hurt and with gentle force he let Aengus shaft slip from his mouth and straightened up to massage his jowl.

"You're doing great, Ren," Aengus assured him, fanning the long tool around that he held with his clenched fist. With him, his boner looked almost ordinarily sized, only when you held it in your own hand did you realize how enormous everything about this man was. His dick was so big and heavy that even at its hardest he couldn’t rise up straight, but always bent a little bit downwards.

"But you didn't come," Ren murmured a little disappointed.

"No," Aengus agreed with him. "Not yet. But I'd like to do something else."

Ren looked at him, but in the darkness his facial expression was difficult to read. All he knew was that he wanted to see that colossus of a man cum, that he wanted to feel the twitch of this huge cock when he shot his seed. That, maybe, he even wanted to taste it.

"And what?" he asked, uncertain, but curious.

Aengus raised on his elbows, put a hand on his cheek and drew him in. Ren eagerly allowed the man to kiss him, while he continued to caress his massive genitals.

"I’d like to be your stallion," Aengus confessed to him quietly, as he broke away from the kiss.

Ren's heart began to pound like crazy.

"You-you want to stick it up my ass?" he asked, insecure.

Aengus nodded slowly.

"But... I can't!" Ren exclaimed. "It's way too big, it'll never fit inside me. You'd be killing me!"

Aengus laughed quietly, rumbling in the dark. "Believe me, some people have said that, but it's always worked before. And it's the same as before, if I hurt you, tell me and I'll stop."

He hesitated to agree. Aengus was an experienced man and an exceptionally capable lover. He was much more knowledgeable than Ren, which admittedly wasn’t difficult.

"You liked what I did before, didn't you, Ren?" Aengus went into it as he stayed silent.

Ren had to admit he was right.

"What should I do?" he asked nervously.

Aengus kissed him again euphorically until he felt dizzy.

"First you can spoil him a little with your mouth, I still have to prepare you!"

So, without much ado, he pulled Ren towards him, in a way that the boy's cock dangled over his face and Ren's face was pressed into his crotch. While the lad took his rock-hard rod back into his mouth and sucked it with renewed enthusiasm, Aengus looked in the semi-darkness at the tight hole, which would soon give him a lot of pleasure.

He rubbed his thumb over it and felt it twitching and fluttering under his finger. The boy took his finger without any problems before, so he would be able to take all of him somehow.

Ren groaned into the thick cock that completely filled his mouth as he felt Aengus' fingers carefully touching him, caressing him and then something completely different. Something warm, soft and wet touched his hole and slipped over it. The feeling was so intoxicating that Ren began to tremble and his knees became soft. That couldn't be - but it had to be Aengus' tongue! He wondered that the Giant would do such a thing and if he wouldn't find it disgusting, but immediately his concerns were wiped away as Aengus's tongue bored deep into his sphincter and trembled there slightly as he made everything slicked with his saliva and licked him deep.

Ren moaned softly Aengus' name as he glided his big dick out of his mouth and was rewarded with another storm of tongue blows at his virgin hole that made him moan so high as if he were a girl. He pressed his face into Aengus's groin so as not to show too loudly how much he liked what the older man was doing to him; the long cock drooled its sweet precum onto his shoulder and neck all the time.

As Aengus had made the boys’ little hole soft and willing with his tongue and used his fingers to stretch him out a little bit, Ren was already trembling in submissive ecstasy and could only over and over kiss the hard shaft, that would soon take his virginity from him forever.

The familiar feeling of pressure in his ass and the flashes of pleasure as Aengus massaged his prostate made him whimper, even before he used a second and finally a third of his thick fingers to widen the tight hole to a size that his horse cock wouldn't tear it apart.

Finally, Aengus rolled Ren aside and kneeled between his legs. His massive silhouette darkened the stars that one would otherwise see outside the window and his cock stood out threateningly from his loins, curving in a mighty arc. Ren swallowed hard as Aengus let a huge amount of spit run into his hand to lubricate his massive tool until it shone in the shallow moonlight and spread the rest over Ren's hole until it was slippery and soft.

Aengus cautiously pulled Ren towards him and laid his legs over his broad shoulders, which, due to their sheer size, already spread him apart and made it easier for him to access his hole. As he leaned forward, he effortlessly folded Rens body under himself, lifting the small butt from the blanket. Now his hole was floating open and defenceless in front of the thick intruder who aimed threateningly directly at the still closed entrance.

Another small movement and Aengus's face floated just a few inches above Rens and his hot, blunt glans touched his previously untouched hole.

For a short moment Aengus paused and looked at him as if he was waiting for Ren to say something, but then he overcame the short distance between them and gave him a kiss that took his breath away. At the same time, he moved his hip forward and his hard cock drilled into the boy's virgin sphincter.

Ren groaned painfully into the sweet kiss as he felt the long, slippery foreskin rolling back and the bare glans stretching his muscle until he was tensed to tear. But Aengus's dick seemed to only get thicker by the inch as he penetrated him and Ren was sure he couldn't take much more.

Aengus’s shaft followed the glans and Ren's sphincter fluttered as he tried to contract around him, which it couldn't do a bit because of the intruder's sheer circumference. And then it was over. Aengus released his lips and stopped moving. The forehead of the colossal man lay on the shoulder of the boy and he moaned quietly.

"You are so tight, Ren. I have to keep my temper, or I will shoot my load immediately and I'm not even halfway up inside you."

Ren was shocked. Not even half? He already felt like he had a whole arm up inside him. Maybe not quite one of Aengus' muscle-bound arms, but one of his own! But then the rest of what the giant had said seeped through and he felt that pride rise again. He was just short of his climax and that only because he had slowly penetrated him!

"I- I want to feel all of you, Aengus', he whispered hoarse into his ear and a warm feeling of happiness surged through him when he saw the lustful glint in those dark eyes.

"Soon enough," the giant whispered back and kissed him on the neck, just below his ear, sending a shiver down his spine and causing his sphincter to cramp around Aengus' cock, causing them both to groan loudly.

Cautiously Aengus straightened up and began to move. He slowly pulled his huge tool out of the young lad, until only the glans stretched the muscle from the inside and sank it halfway back into him. The boy's intestinal walls retreated at first, but then they lay like a hot, soft glove around the penetrating flesh, enclosing it firmly and pulsating with the lad’s heartbeat. He was a little astonished that the boy had taken so much of him at all, but it only made him all the wilder to finally mount him and fill him with his sperm.

Ren meanwhile had to control himself not to cry out loudly. What Aengus pushed into him was more, much more, than the one finger from before and even if it didn't hurt very badly, it was a huge strain that his poor virgin hole had to endure. But slowly he got used to the feeling of the hard, incredibly hot shaft moving in his intestine, being pushed in and pulled out again. The gliding feeling became just unfamiliar and at some point even pleasant when he realized that Aengus - this mighty man - had just taken him, deflowered him and was now getting his satisfaction out of his body.

And it felt good to be taken so gently and almost lovingly. Above him, Aengus had to control himself to not pound him like a wild bull, to sink his cock completely into him and fuck him hard. The young lad was too inexperienced for that and he wanted him to enjoy this as much as he did. Thus, he imperceptibly slowly pushed one inch after the other of his cock into the boy, always in small steps, thus increasing the pressure in his bowel ever and ever further. His second sphincter muscle had long since been passed and Aengus felt his thick rod grind against the boy's little gland as he reared up and made a gurgling groaning noise. Again, Ren began to tremble uncontrollably as the lust took possession of him and he could no longer keep his limbs still. Aengus cock was so thick that he was unable to not hit this sweet spot in him and this time it felt so much more intense, so much more violent than before. The pressure in his balls became unbearable, but this time there was no salvation, it just kept building up.


Aengus groaned full-throatedly when he had completely sunk his cock into the boy for the first time and his heavy balls, which had been pulled tightly to his body by the long, slow act, were pressed against the boy's soft ass cheeks. Ren just lay there, throwing his head from one side to the other, his hands stroked frantically over Aengus' muscular torso, trying to feel as much as possible of the man, the animal, that was mating him here. At that moment Aengus heard quick, hasty steps behind him and a horrified gasp. Growling unwillingly, he turned his head to see who disturbed him in the act.

Behind him stood Halar, his eyes wide open, watching his son lying on a crumpled-up blanket in the hay, squirming and writhing with pleasure as a bull of a man kneeled over him and mounted him.

Aengus pulled his whole, huge rod out of the lad provocatively slowly and pushed it back into his eager body in a single long motion, making sure that his father saw exactly what kind of manhood his son had just been mated with. Ren howled loudly and his pecker twitched and spat some thin threads of cum all over his upper body. Aengus felt his cock swell and he knew the boy felt as well, because his breath became more and more hectic and short-winded. He was inexorably approaching another climax.

Spectators had always excited Aengus additionally and this one had a wicked note because he was being watched by the father of the young man he was mounting and Halar could clearly see how much his son loved to be taken by a man.

After he had tasted the spectacle enough, but still way before Halar could gather far enough to perhaps attack him with his fists - which would have meant to quickly withdraw from Ren, hurting him in turn - Aengus turned around to the father again, looked him straight in the eye and growled without interrupting his thrusts for a moment: "Wait outside! I'll talk to you when I'm done!"

Halar's eyes widened even more in shock, his mouth opened to say something, but he closed without saying a word before turning on his heel and pushing outside.

When the door snapped shut behind him, Aengus turned back to Ren, who was still trembling all over his body and seemed to be in a completely different world. His balls were already building up pressure and pinching unbearably and he couldn't hold back much longer, but he wanted the boy to know.

So he leaned forward and lay down with all his body weight onto the boy, pressed the air out of his lungs, before he - still pumping deeply, slowly getting faster and faster as the pressure in his massive balls became unbearable - whispered into his ear: "I'm about to come, Ren. I'm going to cum inside you and really make you my mare when I fill your tight little ass with my seed."

Ren's answer consisted in a submissive whimper and like mad he was pushing back against Aengus harder and harder, allowing his heavy testicles to be thrown against his ass and pulling him even closer with his arms and legs.

Aengus felt the familiar feeling in the base of his cock of his sperm being pumped from his swollen balls and rising in his rod to do what it had been made to do, to be pumped into a hot young body.

He buried his face at Ren's neck bend as his thrusts became more frantic and uncontrolled, as his muscles tightened, and he needed all his mastery not to push with all his might into the lad lying under him. His lust was fuelled by the fact that he knew exactly that Halar was standing just outside the barn and would hear exactly what he was doing to his son.

And then finally his long shaft jerked up. It grew even thicker, stretching the boys hole with its throbbing pulsation to new limits and he poured himself into the young body with a huge roar. In a never-ending cascade he pumped his seed into the eager Ren lying beneath him, trembling and moaning loudly, enjoying the feeling of the colossus above him cramping again and again and the heat of his sperm spreading out in his intestine. After what felt like an eternity, the hard gushes grew weaker and Aengus thrust his rod a few more times into the boy's filled hole. He had bottled-up so much seed that it was partly spilling from the sphincter past his thick cock. The tight hole lay around him twitching as if he wanted to suck even the last drop out of him.

When his breath had calmed down a little, he cautiously straightened up and looked down at Ren. Only now did he notice the long, sticky threads stretching between his body and that of the boy.

"When did you...?" he asked, astonished and slightly guilty. He hadn't noticed at all that the lad had had come a second time.

"A few minutes ago," Ren mumbled exhausted to death and winced as Aengus's dick, now slightly slackened, slipped out of his inseminated hole, followed by a lot of his sperm, because his stretched and opened hole just couldn't contract far enough.

"That was incredible," he muttered, apparently half asleep.

"You were incredible," Aengus corrected him and gave him a fleeting kiss on the mouth before he got up.

"I'll be right back."

But Ren had already fallen asleep by then.


The door creaked quietly as Aengus opened it and stepped outside into the yard. He was still completely naked, and his sperm was still dripping in long, sticky threads from his pole, which was only slowly slackening further.

Halar stood less than three steps away from him, an expression in his eyes that consisted partly of shock and partly of irrepressible anger. His clenched fists however, trembled most likely from pure rage.

"What have you done to my son?!" he barked at him with a low voice.

A low voice was good. It meant that the rest of the family hadn't noticed them yet and Halar wanted it to stay that way.

"Nothing he didn't want to do," Aengus replied calmly, raising both hands at shoulder level to show that he was unarmed. Admittedly an empty gesture, considering that he was more than half a head taller than Halar and twice as heavy, but at least it was the polite thing to do. "At best, you wouldn't have heard of it at all. Some people are born just like your son, Halar, they fall in love with the same sex. Where I come from, that's not necessarily reprehensible."

"You corrupted him! You treated him like a cheap street whore!"

Aengus sighed quietly and took a quick look around the yard.

"If he was a whore, I would have paid him, but I didn't. He wanted it, I wanted it, so we did it. Nobody got hurt. You'll see, he's fine, even if he may not be able to sit properly for a few days."

Halar opened his mouth for a heated reply, but Aengus asked him to remain silent with a raised hand.

"I wanted to make you an offer. As I said I’m just passing through, but in about six weeks time, I should be back in this neck of the woods. If your son wants to, he can come with me and he would get accommodation, food and tuition in whatever field he wants. He could work in the city council and earn a lot of gold. And afterwards you would only see me once more, the time I bring him back to you, when he wants to return. Safe and sound, of course. You have my word on that, on my life."

Halar's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he heard that.

"Have you gone mad? I'm not selling you my son!"

"I don't want to buy him as a slave, even though I intended to offer you enough money to cover for three years of extra labour here on the farm. And your heir – his brother – would still be here with you. From what I’ve heard, he will soon marry and start his own family, so a grandson would not be the problem. But Ren would come away empty-handed and spend the rest of his days here as a mere servant on his brother's farm. Do you really want to prevent both of your sons from making something of themselves?"

Halar thought for a moment.

"What would he have to do for this... tuition?", he spat the last word, as if it had left a bad taste in his mouth.

"Nothing he doesn't want to do," Aengus assured him, "he won't be hurt, beaten or insulted. By and large, he would be a servant like any other. I will not lie to you, he’ll keep company with men, but they are chosen servants of the house, each one of them healthy and reasonable, and seeking mutual pleasure. None of them will exploit him to his disadvantage. And if anyone tries to do anything to him, I will personally pull the man's arms out."

"Men like you?", Halar asked, pointing to Aengus midbody with a movement of his head, where his limp but still more than impressive member dangled in the gentle nightly breeze.

Aengus grinned.

"Maybe not as much of a man as I am. But like I said, none of them will force him to do anything your son doesn't want to do. I'll throw my hand on a knife for that."

Halar nodded seriously.

"I’ll take your word for it. He gets accommodation, food and a tuition in the city, something he’ll be able to make a use of, an honest piece of work. He won’t be forced to do anything and will come back here unharmed, accompanied by you personally. And you warrant me of three years' compensation, with a down payment. If it turns out that you don't keep your word on even one point, I'll find you, cut off your balls and feed them to some mangy city dogs."

Aengus struck the offered hand and shook it firmly. Even though he didn't like the prospect of having to explain to his master why he had wagered his balls, it had still been a good deal.

"And now you should go to bed, not that your wife starts to wonder if I might have seduced you," Aengus said winking as Halar let go of his hand and let his gaze wander to Halar's crotch. The farmers face darkened instantlyin anger, but he turned on his heels without a word and marched off.

Aengus looked around the silent night and played around with his pecker, lost in thought. It was already a little too cold to stand outside bare ass naked at this late an hour. He quickly returned to the stable. In the darkness a new smell had mixed with the scents of dry wood, hay and animals, the distinct note of a passionate night of love, fresh male sweat and sperm. Lots and lots of it.

Quietly he approached Ren, who had curled up on the blanket. He pulled his own blanket out of his travel bundle and threw it over both of them as he settled down. Then he pulled Ren to his broad chest and enjoyed the feeling of the warm, naked lad snuggling up to him.

"Where have you been?" the boy asked sleepily.

Aengus grumbled reassuringly as he thought briefly about how much he should tell him. It would be better if he told him about his new possibilities in the morning and gave him a night's quiet sleep.

"I had to piss like a warhorse," he replied before stretching out yawning and pulling Ren even closer with his muscle-bound arms.

The farm boy reached out with one arm and punched him feebly against the chest, probably as punishment for the stupid answer. Aengus laughed silently to himself and brushed a strand of hair from the boy’s forehead, but the young man had already drifted off into the land of dreams.