Farm Market Married Man

Arjun and I see a hot married man, who's wife arranges for us to fuck him.

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Arjun and I were out of the city on a day trip and stopped at a rural farm market on our way back home. As we browsed the peaches, a hetero couple walked by. The 30-something year old husband had an ironically beautiful butt. He wore a pair of well-fitted cargo shorts, showing off his plump, firm peach, the seam of the shorts molding into the crevasse of his ass. He also wore a fitted tee, showing off nicely muscled arms, pecs, and a flat stomach. His legs had nice calves with a light coating of dark hair.

Arjun and I grinned at each other and turned our heads to watch him walk by. The couple also turned, chatting about the peaches, and caught our gazes.

We continued our shopping, milling about the extensive food section and into the garden area. Seemingly by happenstance, we kept passing close to the hetero couple. Our eyes kept meeting as we checked out the husband.

I was getting worked up, my dick half inflated and a first bead of precum pushing out my dick slit into my underwear.

Outside in the garden area, the wife broke away from the husband and nonchalantly worked her way over to us.

“Nice day,” she said, looking up at the blue, sunny sky.

I smiled, curious to see where this was going. She’d clearly seen us checking out her husband and was now purposefully making conversation. “Yes,” I agreed, “It is.”

“Haven’t seen you guys here before,” she said. “We live nearby and know all of the two folks. You visiting?”

“We’re stopping on our way back to the city,” I said. “Took a day trip to hike and bird watch. Just looking to get some fresh produce before we had back.

“Sounds lovely,” she smiled. “Found anything you like,” she continued with a pointed glance to her husband.

Did she just insinuate what I think she insinuated, I wondered, concentrating more acutely now on trying to read her. “The peaches looked really good,” I tested to see her reaction, also glancing pointedly at her husband.

Her lips curled and she nodded to herself. “I’m gonna go out on a limb here,” she continued, eying us up and down. “I think you like the look of my husband’s peach,” she paused to judge our reaction. We nodded and gave him another look. Not just a look, overt desire clear in on our faces this time.

The husband looked up this time, his face showing interest, desire, and a certain submissiveness.

Fuuucccck, I thought, feeling my dick swelling more.

She nodded to herself, assessing the situation, and continued. “He loves to have his peach played with. I do it sometimes, but it’s not something I enjoy. I even tried pegging once – he loved it, but I couldn’t get into it. But I love seeing him all submissive and moaning in pleasure. So, sometimes we invite some other men to help him out. We’d like you guys to come over and take care of him.”

Damn, she’s laying it all out in the open, I thought. Hot.

She nodded back toward her husband, sending our attention back to him as he turned and yanked his shorts down to reveal his nearly naked ass. The straps of his jockstrap outlined the firm, full, muscled butt. The cheeks were covered in a dusting of the same dark hair as on his legs, but as he bent slightly and spread his cheeks, the crack was smooth. As fast as he’d dropped the seat of the shorts and spread the cheeks, the shorts were back up covering his ass and he was pretending to shop. No other customers and no employees were in the immediate vicinity, but that could change at any moment.

FFFUUUUCCCCCK, I thought, my dick at full mast. With a quick glance at Arjun, I knew he too was rock solid and thinking the same thing as me.

“We’d be happy to take care of your husband,” I said, introducing myself and Arjun. “We would just prefer you are not directly involved if that works. We are gay, through and through.”

The wife winked at us and waved, bringing her husband over and introducing him.

Chad.

He had strong jaw and cheek bones, and a dark stubbly beard. His hazel eyes were focused on our crotches where our erect dicks were making ample bulges. His hair was thick and dark, wavy, debonair.

“Hi guys,” he said, cheeks turning a hint rosy. His eyes flicked up to ours with each handshake and dropped back to our bulges right after.

“Chad is hot,” I told his wife. “You’re a lucky woman.”

She smiled, ruffling Chad’s hair and patting his ass. “And he’s a lucky man that I enjoy these exploits,” she teased.

He nodded emphatically in agreement and smiled at her. There was clear love in that look, not like the pure lust that returned to his face as it drifted back to our crotches.

“Shall we,” the wife said, moving things along. All of us paid for our items and followed the couple to their home. The wife opened the door, and led us to their room upstairs, the cargo shorts forming to Chad’s butt with each stair climbed. I grabbed a handful of his firm ass and squeezed.

Chad moaned. His wife smiled at him. “I can’t wait to watch them go to town on your ass babe,” she said, drawing a finger across his jaw.

He exhaled, beaming at his wife.

Inside the bedroom the wife arranged herself on a chair to the side, stripped, and just watched the scene unfold. This felt rehearsed, making us think this scenario has played out many times.

I grabbed Chad and spun him around, pulling him into a kiss, my hands diving down the back of his tight shorts and grabbing his plump, hairy butt cheeks.

A long, slow exhale released from him into our kiss. The tension in his body dissolved, leaning into me, feeling the strength of my muscular frame, holding him upright.

Arjun unbuttoned and unzipped Chad’s shorts, pulling them off. Chad’s curved pouch containing his erect manhood. Arjun then pulled on the straps of his jock, letting them slap back to his firm flesh.

“Hhhuh,” Chad voiced through our kiss.

Arjun held his hips, grinding his clothed crotch into Chad’s jockstrapped ass. He pulled the cheeks apart, humping into the crack while kissing the back and sides of his neck. Chad moaned into my mouth still holding tight to our kiss. I pressed my erect dick into the pouch of his jock. His rigid cock pressed back.

Arjun and I switched sides. Arjun kissed Chad and pulling his butt cheeks apart, giving me ease of access. I knelt down and blew on his Chad’s exposed crack and anus. It was as smooth as it looked from the quick view at the market. His pink pucker surrounded by a larger pinkish oval, the entire area drawing me in.

I spat on the hole and blew again.

He moaned, digging into the kiss with Arjun.

I dove in, my tongue licking up and down his smooth crack and pressing into the warm, quivering lips of his anus.

“Fuck,” Chad moaned as Arjun moved away from the kiss, taking off his tee, and sucking on his hard pecs and nipples.

“OOhhhh fuck,” Chad moaned, pushing his butt back into my face.

My trimmed beard rubbed over his sensitive ass, and I nibbled on his peach. Eliciting more moans. Spreading my tongue out, covering the full range of his oval shaped pinkish, sensitive skin, I agonizingly lowly picked up and down, driving him wild.

Arjun was kneeling now, fishing Chad’s 6inch cut cock out of the pouch and sucking it into his mouth.

I drove my tongue into his hole, tongue fucking his tight anus.

He breathing came in ragged gasps. His hole relaxed as best he could manage through the sensations rippling through his body from the back and front. But it was enough to let my tongue in deeper.

Chad groaned and looked behind him at his wife.

“Get it babe,” she said, egging him on. And the added, “Make him your bitch,” she told us.

Arjun pulled off Chad’s dick, smirking around his side at me. Winking at Arjun, I pushed Chad over the side of the bed, his ass hanging over the edge, sticking up for all to see.

“Look at this supposedly heterosexual man,” I teased, slapping his ass, the hit stinging slightly, just tipping from all pleasure into a touch of pain. “Ass in the air, wet with my saliva, just waiting for two gay men to ravage it.”

Chad whined into the bed, dancing his ass.

I stripped and slapped his ass with my 8inch, cut, precum wet cock. The harder I hit him, the more he moaned and the more it made my cock swell.

“Fuck babe,” his wife moaned, voice eager, anticipatory. “Just wait to you feel this cock. It’s the biggest one we’ve seen yet. Fat head. Long white cut shlong. He’s gonna have you singing.”

Chad whined, hands clutching the sheets, dancing his ass again.

Stroking my dick, I opened his cheeks with my free hand and milked a flood of precum onto his hole.

“Fuck,” he moaned, feeling the hot liquid spread over his hole and crack.

Down to my knees again, I rimmed his precum slicked hole and ass crack, eating one of the most beautiful peaches I’d ever seen.

“Such a delicious fucking peach you got here Chad,” I cooed, smacking his cheeks and separating them, holding tight to the straps of his jock before my tongue lead the way back in.

Chad and I moaned in a chorus, his hole opening more, my cock ragging hard.

Arjun meanwhile had knelt on the bed in front of Chad, his 7inch uncut brown dick smacking Chad’s hair, leaving filaments of precum in his wavy, thick hair.

“Damn babe,” his wife chimed in again. “We hit the mother lode today. Another long cock, brown, uncut.”

Chad raised his head to look at Arjun’s dick. My husband smacked his meat on Chad’s face.

“Open,” Arjun commanded.

Chad’s mouth dropped instantly, accepting the cock shoved inside with a whimper.

“Close,” Arjun commanded. “And watch the teeth.”

Chad moaned, his anus relaxed and my tongue slipped another quarter inch deeper.

Arjun swung his hips, ass muscled clenching, driving his dick in and out of the married man’s mouth.

His wife moaned, “Yeah babe, suck that dick. I want to see both your holes filled with their huge cocks.”

Chad moaned loudly and bobbed his head, sucking on Arjun’s cock as he fucked the thirsty mouth.

I positioned my cock at Chad’s hole and pressed, parting his lips but not penetrating inside. My fat mushroom head making him feel the full stretch of my dick. His anal lips clung to my glans.

Chad whimpered, and rubbed his anus over my cock head, his ass dancing in tiny motions, focusing on my dickhead. His hand came back, gripping the base of my cock.

That’s it, I thought, impale yourself onto my dick.

Chad pulled on my cock, drawing me into ass and pressing back at the same time, his chute opening for my cock as precum poured into him, slicking the way. My fat mushroom head was slowly consumed. It popped in past his sphincter with a loud moan from Chad, and then the rest of my 8inches sank easily inside.

“Fuck,” I breathlessly moan at the tight heat of him engulfing me. Chad squeezed his anus around my dick, causing me to cry out, “HOLY FUCK!”

I stayed still, letting Chad’s ass feel the fullness of my 8inches and fat head stretching him out, filling in hungry hole. Arjun continued fucking his face, moaning in joy.

I leaned in over Chad’s toned back, kissing his neck, whispering. “You like that married man? A gay guy’s cock stretching out your tight little hole?”

Chad groaned and writhed, trying to hump his ass on my dick. My hips and legs held close to his body, giving me leverage to lean over while clasping his butt cheeks. He had little ability to ride me.

“When I lean back,” I said louder, so his wife could hear. “You’ll have plenty of room to ride my big cock Chad. Be my bitch. Make my dick feel good.”

Leaning back, holding his jockstrap straps and his ass open, my dick fully inside, Chad wasted no time in riding me, swaying forward, Arjun’s dick driving into his throat, then backward, my dick driving into the largely untouched recesses of his anus.

He was moaning loudly with precum pouring from his dick onto the bed.

He picked up speed, slamming his ass back into my back and face forward into Arjjun’s. The bed creaked with the forceful swaying of his body. His toned ass rippled each time he smacked into my pelvis.

I could hold back my aggression no longer.

“Get ready,” I growled, both to give Arjun a head’s up and entice Chad and his wife. “We’re going to make you our bitch for real.”

Lifting both of Chad’s legs, I pushed him further onto the bed, Arjun scooting back to accommodate Chad’s body. I place his legs onto the bed, knees bent. His legs splayed out so his hard dick, trapped in the pouch, mashed into the sheets. Gripping his ass again, I slowly pulled the glutes apart, letting spittle drip onto his anus, pooling at the hole.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Chad whined.

Arjun, squatting now, legs holding the sides of Chad’s head, slapped his wet dick on Chad’s face. “That’s exactly right boy,” he agreed. “Fuck. Now open again, and this time, swallow when I press in so I can fuck into your throat. And watch those teeth.”

Chad did as he was told. Mouth slacking, tongue and lips covering his teeth, swallowing to open his throat as Arjun drove inside. When Arjun’s eyes rolled, I knew his glans had hit the spot in the back of Chad’s throat and I rammed my cock into the waiting ass.

Chad’s body trembled and rumbled with moans.

“Fuck yeah Chad baby,” his wife moaned, egging him on. “Take that those dicks. Feel the men pound your slutty ass and throat.”

Chad whimpered in pleasure and pressed his ass back into my body again, Arjun and I split-roasting him for a long time.

Arjun pulled his dick from Chad’s mouth, and staying fully inside Chad’s ass, I yanked him backward off the edge of the bed. His ass hanging off the side, I tucked his legs over the edge so his feet hung over and ankles helped hold him up, his ass spread wide, sinking into my groin, my gingery bush mingling with his dust of ass hair.

Plating my feet on the carpet, I railed his ass hard while mashing his face back onto Arjun’s suck.

“Suck my husband’s cock while I give you mine,” I demanded, grunting.

Chad yelled in pleasure and mumbled as Arjun’s dick filled his mouth. “Fuck me harder. Abuse my ass…”

I gave him everything I had, sweat dripping down my body, I felt my orgasm building.

Burying my dick inside his ass, I panted, catching my breath. My dick skin was pulled tight across my shaft, my nuts pressed into his taint, I held myself inside. Rotating my hips, my dick circled inside the depths of his anus and Chad’s moans turn to musical ebbs and flows.

He was singing his pleasure.

I slapped Chad’s ass and tugged on the straps of his jock, resuming my thrusts. “I’m going to blast my load deep inside your ass Chad. Your wife watching a man breed you.”

Chad moaned loudly, his ass clenching down on my dick.

Arjun’s hips were a blur of action, sliding his glans in and out of Chad’s mouth, spit and precum oozing down Chad’s stubble. My hips in return, at Chad’s other end, were a blur, slapping into his ass.

Within a few minutes I cried out, “FUCKING SHIT, fuuuaack, hoooo fuck,” as my orgasm unleashed. I grabbed Chad’s hips and pulling them into my cock as I shoved it as deeply inside his ass as I could. I felt the folds of his anus pressed into the head of my cock as my first volley of cum sprayed inside.

Chad whimpered, his body trembling, his cock exploding in the pouch. Each jet of my cum drove a jet out of his body. Liquid cascades of cum poured from his pouch, soaking into the bed.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” I yelled as I continued to fuck Chad, my cum pumping inside of him.

Arjun’s thrusts were focused, halfway into Chad’s mouth, focused on pleasuring his uncut glans. Based on the look on Arjun’s face, he too was pumping his load into Chad.

Arjun pulled out and milked the last of his load from his dick, wiping it on Chad’s lips while I continued to gently fuck Chad’s ass. My cock was spent, but still hard.

I hugged Chad’s torso, flopped him onto the bed and flipped us over. On my back on the bed, cock still impaling Chad’s ass, he lay on top of me. I could feel his cum soaking the sheets below me. By the look of his pouch, he too was still hard.

Chad rose onto his feet straddling my crotch, rotating on my cock to face me. His pouch was absolutely drenched.

“Do it,” I told him, knowing what he wanted. He wasn’t completely satisfied yet. His face yearned for more of my dick to force another load out and to keep stretching him out. “Ride my monster cock. Show your wife just how big of a cock slut you are.”

Chad beamed down at me, hand on my hard, lightly hairy pecs. And he rode me. Skin slapping. His fist furiously stroking his dick. After only a dozen or so movements Chad tensed up and screamed as cum again exploded from his cock. White, thick sprays of seed hitting my face, neck, pecs, and abs.

Chad kept screaming in delight and riding my dick until the last rope of cum flopped out over his hand. He then just sat down on my dick, body resting on my groin, and hungrily licked all of his load off my body.

He kissed me and Arjun. “Thank you guys, that’s exactly what I needed.”


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