1
Sebastian woke up with a simmering thirst. The room was too dark, and the unfamiliar surroundings briefly confused him. He crumpled his sheets with his fist, letting his eyes adjust to the pitch-black night.
Outside, he glimpsed the outline of trees cut out by the light of the thin moon that hung over them, countless stars surrounding it in a slow dance toward daylight. But the sun was a long way from peaking out of the horizon, and Sebastian couldn’t shake the feeling that he was going to spend a long night. He hopped off the bed, his bare feet touching the creaking old wooden floor, and grabbed his phone on the nightstand.
He was mindful not to stomp so he wouldn’t wake his host, but with each step, there was a creak, and with each step, he winced and cursed himself for not moving more silently. He reached for the doorknob and turned it ever so slowly, but as he opened the door, it moaned in a long, drawn-out sigh.
“Fuck,” Sebastian breathed through his teeth.
Shaun’s room was at the other end of the corridor; they were only separated by the bathroom and another locked room, the only room Shaun had told him was off limits.
He stared into the darkness, using his phone light to make his way down the stairs leading to the kitchen.
He filled a glass with icy cold water from the fridge, gulped it in one go, and filled it again. The entire house was so quiet it felt like the walls were closing in on him. Sebastian had lived in a big city his whole life, and he was used to the sound of honking cars, police sirens, and the occasional neighbor shouting at kids playing too loudly on the streets past midnight.
In a way, all this peace was comforting, but it only helped remind Sebastian he was utterly alone now, isolated from all he had ever known and all he had ever dreamed of.
He had never thought of moving to a farm to raise chickens.
But there he was, shirtless, shorts hanging loose on his hips, in a house he didn’t know and a strange part of the country he had never heard of before stumbling on the ad that had led him here.
The climb up the stairs was noisy; old houses made it hard to be sneaky. It was a security system all on its own.
One that worked effectively well since Shaun had his head out of his cracked open door, a soft golden light behind him.
“How’s it going? Can’t sleep?” Shaun asked, genuine worry in his voice.
“Nah, I was just thirsty. A bit disoriented if I’m being honest, too.”
Shaun laughed softly, crossing the corridor silently, knowable of all the planks that would groan. “I reckon it’s normal when moving into a new place, plus, I bet this is all new for a city boy like you. Aren’t enjoying the quiet much, are you?”
“I’ll get used to it,” Sebastian replied. “I’m sorry for waking you up.”
“No biggie, I wasn’t asleep anyway.”
“Oh, what were you doing so late?” Sebastian shook his head and chuckled. “Sorry, too many questions… I’ll head back to sleep now.”
“I’ve had some trouble sleeping lately,” Shaun stuffed his hands in his joggers’ pockets. “I don’t mind the heat during the day, but I hate it when I’m trying to sleep. The AC unit in my room hasn’t been working too well. I should have it checked out.”
“Oh, do you want us to switch rooms? I don’t mind the heat, I…”
“I’d have switched before you arrived, but thanks. I’ve just been putting it back for a while now. It’s all on me,” Sebastian punched Sebastian in the shoulder softly, a friendly gesture. “Now get back to sleep, you got a big day ahead of you tomorrow.”
“Huh, yeah, thanks… Good night.”
Sebastian clenched his glass of water too tightly and slammed his door more sharply than intended.
He banged the back of his head softly into the door, thinking about the exchange and Shaun’s tousled hair and smell. Though the dark obscured his features, he could make out the strong lines of his muscles thanks to the soft hue pouring out of the older man’s room. His attraction to Shaun would become a problem in the long run, unless he acted on it.
Shaun had been friendly enough, knowing Sebastian was gay, but that didn’t mean he was swinging this way himself.
The most important thing right now was to keep a roof over his head and to do the job with enough fervor not to be kicked out. Sebastian needed the money, and once he’d have it, he would move on to greener pastures or back to the concrete jungle.
His dick was hard, but he chose to ignore it. He slid back under his sheets and shut his eyes, calling for sleep to come so he wouldn’t look like the living dead in a few hours.
2
The sky was a pale shade of blue when Sebastian stepped into the dirt. A few toasts, peanut butter, and muesli had filled his belly enough so he wouldn’t faint while digging holes or cleaning horse shit.
“Ready for your first day on the farm?” Shaun asked, grinning widely.
“I’ll tell you at the end of the day, boss,” Sebastian said, returning the smile.
They got to work, and Sebastian was sent to the stables straight away. It wasn’t like in the movies, where people lounge in the straw and frolic happily without a care in the world. They had obviously been cleaned, but horses were a messy bunch, and Sebastian removed heaps of dirty hay, hosing out the grime and scrubbing out the ground while the horses ran freely in the field below.
The sun had risen, and he discarded his T-shirt while cleaning.
His body already glistened with sweat and dust stuck to his skin, dirty rivulets of perspiration covering his abs and running down his pecs.
“Wow, impressive,” Shaun said.
His sudden arrival made Sebastian jump, and the aspiring farmhand held the shovel tighter, dreadfully aware of his exposed skin.
“Yeah, you… think,” He stuttered. “Am I going fast enough? I can go faster if you want me to. I just want it to be extra clean.”
“You’re doing great, these will be dirty in no time, but I’m sure the horses will be happy with your work. I know I am.”
“Thanks.”
“Once you’re done, take a break and meet me at the kitchen garden.”
Sebastian finished his work by bringing fresh hay from a stash at the back of the stables. It was enough for the day, but he and Shaun would have to bring more from the barn on the other side of the farm. This wasn’t the most convenient, but Sebastian guessed the two buildings had been built at two different times, or that the barn had to be placed there for specific reasons.
At least, he would have the chance to ride big trucks while working here.
He drank water from the tap at the building's entrance and poured it over his face and body, washing away some of the sweat and dirt that had settled on his skin.
He was forced to put his rank shirt back on, though; he didn’t want Shaun to think he was too showy with his body.
Sebastian thought it might be a good approach if he wanted the farmer to notice him.
3
The kitchen garden was as lush as the day before; Shaun clearly put much of his energy into keeping it wild weeds free. He had a hoe in his hand and was shoveling out a huge plant Sebastian couldn’t identify.
“What’s this?”
“Oh hell,” Shaun yelled, startled. “Shit, you got me there,” he put a hand over his chest.
“It’s fair game. You almost gave me a heart attack at the stables.”
“I tend to sneak up on people,”
“That sounds very stalkery,” Sebastian remarked with a shit eating grin.
“You think?” Shaun discarded the hoe on a fallen tree trunk. “I never thought of it that way. I always thought of myself as a ninja, or something.”
“That’s why you’re hiding here? You’re a ninja with a dark past?”
“I’d have to kill you if I told you the truth,” Shaun wiped his forehead. “Anyway, this all gotta go. I’m gonna be planting some new stuff there, and these things are tough to get rid of.”
He pointed at the plant on the ground, its yellowed and wiry leaves resembling a porcupine. There were quite a few more of them on the patch, and then the forest took over. The canopy barely allowed the sun to break through. Sebastian was tempted to step into the shade, but work was calling for him, and the sooner he was done clearing his area, the faster he would be able to shower off the day.
“You promised me a view,” he told Shaun. “Not much of anything to see there.”
Shaun’s eyebrow shot up.
“You told me the spot would have a view,” Sebastian continued, pinching his earlobe.
“Fuck, yeah, you’re right. I forgot, I’m sorry about that. I was talking about another patch, but this is more important,” he licked his lips. Sebastian couldn’t help but look with envy. “But I’ll take you there when we’re done. It’s better at sunset anyway.”
Shaun winked and handed him a rusty hoe he was keeping on an equally tired wheelbarrow.
“I’ll take your word on that,” Sebastian said, sinking the hoe into the dry ground. It was too hard to break with a single blow.
So he put all his strength into it and quickly managed to dislodge an unruly weed from its cradle. Sebastian threw it on the pile Shaun had started to build on his own, and after a couple of hours, all of them were completely uprooted. There was still a lot of work to do; they had to plow the earth, get rid of bothersome rocks and dead roots, and then they would have to flatten it to make it suitable for planting.
Or so Shaun explained.
They took a quick break in the house, eating a fast meal and drinking plenty of water before returning to the task at hand.
Sebastian couldn’t help but steal a few glances at the farmer’s bulging muscles, who, at one point, removed his top to reveal his impressive musculature. His pectorals moved under strain in a way that made Sebastian wish he could get closer, while his massive arms bulged every time he rose and dropped his tool into the ground.
“Seeing something you like,” Shaun finally said.
“I… I do like what I’m seeing,” Sebastian answered boldly. “I like it a lot.”
He blushed; at least it would be hidden because he was already red due to the sun’s punishing presence.
“Oh yeah,” Shaun said dangerously, holding onto his weathered belt. “It didn’t take long for you to admit it, chap.”
Shaun took a few tentative steps and dropped his shovel on the ground, stepping over it without a second look. A moment later, he was in such close proximity Sebastian could smell his musk going up his nostrils, the pungent aroma of his perspiration triggering something in his brain that made him crave for more.
He willed himself not to get hard, but he felt his cock fluffing up uncontrollably.
“You knew about me the moment you saw me,” Sebastian swallowed. “Does that mean you’re interested too?”
“Lots of bravado in you, you’ve grown bolder since yesterday,” Shaun pulled Sebastian toward him with two fingers latched to the jock’s waistband. “Are you sure you want this? I don’t want you to do something you might regret just because you’re horny.”
Sebastian didn’t respond right away; he traced the strong lines of Shaun’s masculine body. His nipples were surrounded by black fur that spread across his chest and went down his toned belly. Leading to what Sebastian imagined would be a thick bush damp with the day’s effort. He wouldn’t have dared take this any further if he had been back home.
But he was in the middle of nowhere, nobody knew who he was, and no one was here to witness what was happening. He was free to do whatever he wanted without the blade of hate dangling over his head.
Sebastian nodded.
“Good.”
And just like that, Shaun kissed him. It was chaste at first, until he deepened the kiss, his tongue stuck deep in Sebastian’s throat. Their saliva mixed, and when they broke the kiss, Shaun licked his new farmhand’s lower lip as if to stake claim on it.
“We’re done for the day, but I need you to test out one more tool,” Shaun unzipped his pants, staring deep into Sebastian’s expectant eyes. “On your knees.”
Without resistance, Sebastian lowered himself to the ground and found he was at just the right height to behold the beauty of the cock in front of him. Shaun was half-hard, but the head was already bigger than anything Sebastian had ever seen in real life. The circumcision scar was slender, the part just under the cockhead a nice shade of pink that complemented the glans in the most arousing way.
A highway of blue and purple veins ran across the length of Shaun’s dick, which slowly rose to its full potential. Sebastian wouldn’t know how big it was, but it would take a while for him to get used to it.
Shaun pushed Sebastian into his bush, forcing him to sniff in his musky crotch.
“Are you liking the smell of it?”
“Yes, sir,” Sebastian replied eagerly, his tongue already lapping at the base of the dick offered to him. “Easy now, I want you to take your time. Have you ever sucked dick before?”
“No… No,” Sebastian admitted, as if it were a shameful thing. “But I’ll do my best.”
“I know you can,” Shaun caressed the strong jaw he was about to break in. “I don’t expect you to manage that on the first try. You’ll have to learn to breathe through it and hold your breath when you’re down on it. Is that clear?”
The last few words were spoken with remarkable care. Shaun exerted a gentle control that swayed Sebastian with ease.
Sebastian nodded again.
“Tongue out,” Shaun said, and put the tip of his cock on it. “Taste it, feel it, you’ll be having a lot of this while you’re here.”
The look in his eyes captured Sebastian, locking him better than most shackles would. The kneeling jock could feel the strong hand gripping his curly blond hair, reminding him of his place and his purpose.
To please.
“Now, let it go in. Open up for me, don’t fight it,” Shaun continued, and with a slow, confident thrust, he claimed Sebastian’s mouth.
His cock was only half in when the inexperienced jock gagged, but Shaun didn’t pull away.
Sebastian knew instantly that he had to prove himself worthy to take this powerful man’s manhood. The taste was a bit salty, bitter, and the smell of sweat made him dizzy. The dampness of the balls hitting his chin rising to his nose in delicious waves.
He felt his own cock in his pants, screaming to be let out. But Sebastian knew from what he had seen on porn that he had to be solely focused on the task at hand.
Pleasing the cock, stretching out his jaw.
He couldn’t breathe anymore, panic built up, and his eyes watered. Shaun kept him in place. Sebastian tried to escape his hold, placing his hands on the man’s muscular thighs.
But the latter didn’t budge.
Then he did.
Sebastian coughed, a few tears streaming down his cheeks.
Sebastian caught himself, his hands digging into the overturned earth.
“Fuck, it’s massive,” cough, couch. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t take it all. I’ll learn to do better.”
Shaun kneeled and faced Sebastian, who was on all fours. He urged him to straighten up and kissed his forehead before moving on to his lips.
“I can taste myself on you,” Shaun told him. “Did you like it?”
His lungs were on fire, but letting go of control made Sebastian feel whole.
“I loved it,” Sebastian wheezed. “I’m ready to go again.”
“Eager, too. But not yet. I want you to blow me under the sunset. Get up, I wouldn’t want you to miss the view I promised you.”
4
The spot wasn’t far at all.
But the trees' shadows were long, and darkness began to engulf even the fields. Sebastian patted his pockets; his phone was still there. At least they would have some light to make it home after dark.
His shirt clung uncomfortably to him, so he took it off.
“We’re not there yet,” Shaun joked.
“I know, I just feel disgusting.”
Shaun turned towards him and brushed a lock of hair from his forehead.
“You’re as gorgeous as ever,” Shaun commented, massaging Sebastian’s neck affectionately before walking on.
Sebastian observed the forest getting darker, and the sky shifted from blue to orange. The sea of trees swayed under the chilly night wind sweeping across the valley below. The bustle of day was replaced by the quiet of night, and as the sun neared the rims of the mountains, they finally reached their destination.
A cliffside with lots of brambles and weeds, but one spot was completely bare.
The drop was sure to kill them if they slipped, but Shaun settled a safe distance from it, his back to the sun. He tapped the ground to signal for Sebastian to sit down, and once again, the sound of a zipper called for attention.
Shaun already had his dick out.
Sebastian settled between his knees and waited for instructions, his hands on his thighs, his head slightly bowed toward the treat he had been promised.
“You can go,” Shaun held his cock straight; it bent a bit to the right, but was otherwise perfectly straight. The big vein on the side thumping hard. “Go slowly, it’s all yours.”
Sebastian tried to wrap his fingers around it.
“No touching, keep your hands behind your back, use only your mouth,” he instructed.
“Understood, sir,” Sebastian complied, opening his mouth and placing his rosy lips over the head.
Then, he made his way down. He tried to open his throat, forcing himself to focus on his gag reflex. When he was halfway down, he gagged and pulled back. A long string of saliva hung down his chin.
Shaun stole it and lubed up his cock with it, a lewd smile spreading over his face.
“You have a perfect view now,” He said. “Enjoy it while sucking me off, if you can make me cum before the sun passes behind the mountains. You’ll have a reward tomorrow. Otherwise…” He paused.
Sebastian looked up and saw the sun descending towards the mountains.
“Otherwise?”
Shaun adjusted himself on his elbows, his abs slightly showing, his balls hanging low under his throbbing dick. “Otherwise, you’ll have to be punished.”
There was no question, Sebastian went down to work. But the prospect of a punishment strangely made his cock jump. He slurped, sucked, and throated Shaun so passionately that long, drawn-out moans soon came out of his mouth. Sebastian glanced at the sun in between each thrust; it was reaching the sharp edges of the mountain range.
He sucked deeper, opening up his throat as if his life depended on it.
At one point, Shaun pushed him further and locked him in place. His nose was buried in the man’s dark bush. His scent was exhilarating and the most attractive thing Sebastian had ever smelled.
The air in his lungs thinned, he was turning red, closing his eyes to focus on the pulsing rod tickling his tonsils.
He was released, and he breathed again.
But there was no time to waste, so he went down on it vigorously.
Shaun was slick with spit, his balls were shiny and wet, and his dick had grown thicker. Sebastian doubled down on it, speeding up.
Up, down, up down.
He had become accustomed to the length, but his jaws ached, and his throat was sore.
The sun was going down, most of it now obscured by the mountains.
And in a few minutes, it was gone.
Shaun pushed him away and got to his feet, leaving Sebastian kneeling.
“You failed,” Shaun said matter-of-factly. “You know what that means.”
“I’m… I’m gonna have to be punished, sir.”
Though its meaning wasn’t clear to Sebastian, he had a few ideas about what would happen.
“Yes, because boys who don’t perform properly must be punished.” Shaun twisted Sebastian’s nipples. “But not tonight.”
Shaun grabbed his cock, using the spit to jerk off. He expertly stroked all the length, down to the base, up to his cockhead. Sebastian noticed his balls tightening up.
“Open your mouth wide,” Shaun ordered.
The jock did so, ready to take the oncoming load. A few seconds passed, and Shaun pushed his cock inside the mouth he had been thoroughly assaulting.
“Hold it, hold it,” he said, all his muscles tensing up.
Sebastian remained there, fists clenched and felt warm spurts of cum hitting his tongue and going down his throat. He knew to swallow, but there was so much of it that it spilled out of his mouth. He closed his lips tighter, savoring the taste of the farmer’s hot cum. Shaun let his cock soften and finally took it out.
He swiped a bit of cum from the corner of Sebastian’s mouth and ate it.
“So good, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, it was,” Sebastian sighed. “Amazing, thank you for this. I don’t know what to say. This… fuck, this is crazy, man.”
“No, thank you. I didn’t think you’d be so willing, so fast.”
Sebastian blushed; luckily, Shaun couldn’t see a thing in the dark.
“I just… I didn’t either.”
“What made you… You know. Go for it?” Shaun asked, settling down behind Sebastian and wrapping him in a sweaty, warm hug.
“I don’t know, it felt right… I’ve never done that before.”
“Never been with guys, then?”
“No, well… yeah. Circle jerks, but that’s it. Then it was mainly porn.”
“Oh, okay… So I’m your first.”
“I’ve had sex before, but yeah, you’re my first guy.”
“How was it?”
“Every bit as awesome as I thought,” Sebastian hesitated and leaned deeper into Shaun’s embrace. “You mentioned… Punishing me. Were you serious about that?”
“Of course, you need training; that much is obvious. And you respond really well to being ordered around. If you agree, we could try a few things and work our way to what you might like. See what you like, so I can figure out the proper way to train you.”
“I’d like that,” Sebastian shifted, offering his neck, and Shaun kissed it.
“Good boy, that’s what I like to hear. How was your first day on the farm?”
“Amazing.”
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