The next morning was rough.
Sebastian woke up with the feeling of cum lubricating the walls of his swollen hole, and the tightness of the plug didn’t help make the situation any more comfortable. But all things considered, he slept relatively well. The experience of being bred was overwhelming, but he was proud to say he was learning to handle Shaun’s cock more easily now.
The hardest part was always the breaking of the first ring, when Shaun had only stretched him with a couple of fingers. But it had become the kind of discomfort Sebastian was looking forward to, he was proud to moan under his man, to show him that he was eager and ready for use. Their shared pleasure was the best part; in his mind, all relationships should be like that, and Sebastian would accept no less. Even though he was Shaun’s kept boy, they were on equal footing when it came to trust.
Sebastian felt Shaun rolling over and wrapping his hairy arms around him, and pressed a warm kiss on his shoulder blades.
“Hey, you,” Sebastian chuckled. “Slept alright?”
“Yeah, you?” Shaun responded, voice still heavy with sleep.
“I did, but I’d really like to take the plug out if that’s okay with you. As much as I love being marked as yours.”
“Of course, plus, we’re going into town today.”
“Oh, shit, I totally forgot!”
“We’ve been quite busy, that’s for sure,” Shaun commented, squeezing him closer. “I don’t want to go.”
“It’ll be fun, we’ve been cooped up here most of the time, I’d love to see more of town. I also need to find a proper gym, or else there won’t be muscles for you to hold on to.”
“Farm work is more than enough of a workout.”
“For some things, but not for everything.”
Sebastian wriggled out of the bed and felt his bowels burning.
A quick trip to the bathroom helped him relieve his discomfort. Once clear and smelling fresh, he got out to find Shaun waiting naked on the bed. His legs were wrapped in the sheets, and half his hips were covered as well, but his hard cock was on display, oozing a bit of precum on his stomach; it glinted in the dull morning light.
“You’re up, I see,” Sebastian joked, feeling himself harden at the sight.
Shaun nodded, rubbing his eyes and yawning.
To Sebastian, he was the epitome of masculinity and beauty, with his furry chest and beard, his buff body born of the hardships of farm life, his rough hands and large calves. So, he religiously proceeded to the bed and took Shaun’s entire length in his mouth; it still bore the taste of what they had done the night before. They had been so tired that neither of them had showered; the only thing Shaun did was throw his firefighter uniform in a far corner of the room before falling asleep.
“You really know how to wake me up,” Shaun said with a lopsided smile, bringing his hand to ruffle Sebastian’s blond curls.“
Sebastian dragged his tongue on the underside of his cockhead. “I know what my man needs, and when I see his hard cock I know it’s time for me to serve.”
“You’re such an amazing boy,” Shaun sighed. “You dropping by my door is a blessing, I could almost start believing in a higher power.”
“But you’re the one who deserves to be worshipped.”
“Damn, that’s getting deep,” Shaun commented.
“Yes,” Sebastian gobbled his entire rod.
He held himself in place and slobbered until he had him moaning and panting. There was one more trick he had learned during the past few weeks, a little pressure on the balls did wonders to bring about Shaun’s orgasm. So, he tugged on his sack, pressed and rolled each nut between his fingers.
“Fuck, boy,” Shaun cried, thrusting deeper into Sebastian’s mouth. “You’re getting so good at this, you’re gonna make me cum.”
“So quick, sir,” Sebastian teased.
“My dick’s still sensitive from the pounding I gave you last night.”
“And I loved every second of it, I felt like a real cumslut when you plugged your load inside of me,” Sebastian resumed sucking, admiring the rod slick with spit that pulsed in front of him. “Am I doing this right, sir? Am I a good boy?”
“You are, you’re the best boy,” Shaun said.
He had used that term before, and Sebastian couldn’t help but blush. Pride grew inside him the more he sucked and the more Shaun moaned.
The sun was golden now, and the sky had gone from pale to blue.
That’s how Sebastian knew he had been hard at work for quite a while. Shaun was a master at endurance, and the ache in his jaw was a testament to that.
“So, you lied,” Sebastian drooled. “You’re not gonna cum anytime soon.”
Shaun laughed. “I am, I am, just keep sucking.”
He gagged Sebastian with his dick again, and his hips started to move in sync with Sebastian’s lips. The thrusts became more erratic, punishing, sheets were clutched, hair was pulled, and then sweet, hot cum spilled powerfully. It was exhilarating, and Sebastian kept on grinding his own cock on the bed covers, the underside of his cockhead polished dry by the fabric.
He focused on swallowing every single drop of seed offered to him, keeping Shaun on his tongue until he felt he had no more to give.
“You taste so damn good,” Sebastian finally declared. “I want you for breakfast every morning.”
Shaun stroked the side of his head. “That can be arranged.”
“Thank you, sir.”
The taste would linger all day, clinging to him like a memento of what he had just done. He would wear it like a badge of honor.
The actual breakfast was copious, as usual; the smell of bacon, eggs, and toast filled the room. But Sebastian was hungry, after the nice moment they’d spent this morning, he did not wish to go into town. Every time they went, and it had only been a handful of times, dread built up inside him. Nobody knew him, yet he felt like everybody was watching. He was aware he was sticking out like a sore thumb, a pretty city boy lost in the wilderness.
He was also scared he would come face to face with one of his former friends, or worst of all, his parents. Which was as unlikely as finding gold in the sewers.
“Are you ready?” Shaun asked, dressed in a thick denim jacket, his much-loved jeans, and a flannel shirt.
“I am,” Sebastian replied, feigning excitement.
The town was an entirely different world, full of strangers. While the farm was safe, a bubble where close to perfection. Sebastian didn’t want to come in contact with the ugliness of the world; he really needed to get back into the gym, and supplies were running too low to ignore.
The town was forty minutes away from the farm, connected by winding roads and dirt trails. Shaun’s old truck was wonderful for navigating these paths, but it remained rough around the edges; it wasn’t the smoothest ride. Sebastian focused on the road so he wouldn’t get sick, but he drifted to the views more often than not.
The hills, mountains, and woods felt like home, now. Fall was settling slowly, and some leaves were already turning orange and brown. Sebastian thought it was all whimsical; it was a sort of sight he had only seen on TV before he arrived at the farm. He was used to warmer climates, and swamps and mosquitoes were part of his everyday life.
This clear change of seasons was new, and bright, and filled him with joy. It helped with the growing anxiety, and some of the tension in his shoulders dissipated.
When the town came into view, the streets were quiet. An old lady was dragging her cart behind her, a young couple was holding hands while smiling, and a collarless dog was sniffing around.
“So, farmer’s market first?” Sebastian asked.
“Yep, we need to pick up a few things, not much grows during Fall… We really need to build a greenhouse, or find crops that can handle chilly weather.”
“A greenhouse would be a nice addition; we might even grow some tropical trees in there. Imagine getting pineapples here.”
“That’d be something,” Shaun put his hand on Sebastian’s thigh. “Are you okay? You’ve been a bit… distant since we left the house.”
“Oh yeah,” Sebastian fumbled with a loose thread on his sweater. “Just been thinking about a lot of things lately, but nothing to be worried about.”
“You know you can talk to me, right?”
“Of course,” Sebastian placed his hand over Shaun’s. “You’re the person I trust the most.”
The confession was a bit abrupt, and Sebastian wanted to take it back the moment it came out. It might have been too early in their relationship to spit such facts; he had to learn to keep his mouth shut. For this, at least, or else he might appear too desperate, and that wasn’t something he wished for.
“Oh,” Shaun smiled widely. “Really?”
“Yeah, don’t mention it,” Sebastian mumbled and got out of the car.
Shaun followed; he didn’t bother locking the car. He seldom did.
He had told him the town wasn’t really rampant with crime; there weren’t petty criminals here. Just kids and teenagers fooling around.
The air was chilly, and the paved streets and asphalt roads were damp. The town itself branched out into a few streets and side alleys, but you could do a full tour in about twenty minutes. It had a post office, a farmer’s market, a minimart, a small library, and a primary school; other educational facilities were located one town over. It even had a small cinema and a clinic, and most importantly, a veterinarian, as most people relied on animal products.
“So, the gym should be around the corner. I’ll go to the market and do some groceries. Find me there when you’re done.”
Shaun was already backing away in the opposite direction.
“You don’t want me to come with?”
“Nope, do your thing.” Shaun winked at him.
The gym turned out to be a small, shabby place; all the equipment was old, and most of it seemed to be broken. Even the old man at the reception seemed to want to be elsewhere; he was flipping through newspapers with a bothered look. A wiry teen was working out, lifting weights that were too heavy for him.
“Thanks,” Sebastian had told the old man as he left.
He decided he would be way better off lifting some boulders at the farm. Eventually, once he had enough money, he would order some weights and equipment online.
Shaun was laughing with a blonde lady Sebastian had met last time they had been to town.
She was plump, with a kind face and sparkly blue eyes.
“That’s your boy, there!”
Sebastian heard her say as he approached.
“Hello, Ellie,” Sebastian greeted her with a smirk. “How’s it been?”
“Pretty slow, as is customary here,” She said. “Settling in alright with the old chap?”
“Yeah, I’m really digging the farm work.”
“He’s really good at it, too. I might want to keep him long term,” Shaun confessed.
The confession carried weight; it wasn’t an innocent joke. Sebastian knew that Shaun was talking about their relationship as a whole, and by sulking in the car, Sebastian had surely worried him.
“Who knows, I might just stay. Then, you’d have a hard time getting rid of me.”
Ellie laughed loudly. “He’s a funny one, ain’t he? Young folks usually want to get away from here the moment they start walking on their own two feet.”
“I like a slower lifestyle. I grew up in a bigger city. Turns out it wasn’t really for me.”
Ellie handed a few bags to Shaun, filled with all the things they hadn’t canned or dried for the winter. Sebastian could even make out the pungency of fish and the sweet aroma of red meat. Speaking of fish, Shaun had followed through on his promise to teach him to fish. He would have to remind him.
The walk to the car was silent, and the first few minutes of the ride were too.
“So, what’s on your mind?” Shaun pressed.
“It’s stupid.”
“If it has you riled up, it isn’t.”
Sebastian sighed and knocked his head against his passenger window. “Every time I have to go in public, I’m afraid I’ll run into somebody I know.”
“I see,” Shaun nodded. “Are you scared of their reaction, or yours?”
“I never thought of that,” Sebastian admitted. “I guess, a little bit of both. What if I break down? I’d hate for them to see me as a weakling, but I’d hate to see the hatred in their eyes again.”
“So you don’t hate them?”
“Nope, I’m just sad they couldn’t accept me for who I am, that’s all.”
“As long as you accept yourself, that’s what matters,” Shaun said. “Anything I could do to make you feel better?”
The idea came up in a split second, and the hardness in his pants confirmed it was a good one. Sebastian cursed his own horniness; his need to get off sometimes consumed most of his thoughts. He was glad he had found someone who was equally perverted.
“I’d love for you to edge me again, like you did before.”
“That’s a proposal I can’t refuse,” Shaun looked far across the road, biting his lower lip. “Unzip your pants, and start jerking as I taught you.”
His cock was out before Shaun had time to finish his sentence. Sebastian spit in his hand and started coating his glans with saliva; it was still raw from this morning’s grinding, and his balls were obviously aching to release the pressure. He wanked steadily, going up and down in measured strokes, not too fast, not too slow, while staring at Shaun.
A glance from him made him jerk faster.
“Slower, boy, I can’t have you cumming before we get home.”
The truck’s tires transitioned from asphalt to dirt, and Sebastian’s balls were painfully crushed by his own hand.
“Fuck, shit,” he screamed through his teeth.
“What is it?” Shaun asked worriedly.
“My balls got stuck when you hit the dirt path.”
“Damn, sorry about that… I’ll have to make it up to you, then.”
“How are you planning to do that?” Sebastian was stroking faster, a long string of precum staining his sweater. He was already nearing climax, but he knew he wouldn’t be allowed to cum for a long time.
He only had himself to blame for that; he had asked for it.
“I got a few toys to make the session more interesting.”
Sebastian’s mind went back to the chest in the storage room. Some of the toys looked scary, others painful. But overall, he had been intrigued by them; he hadn’t had the time to wonder what they did, since they had fucked right after he had first set eyes on them.
They had another ten or fifteen minutes to reach their destination, and the sensitivity of his dick was going to make that very short ride seem like a journey.
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