The Roberts Farm

I entered college a virgin. A horny, gay, virgin. It wasn't easy: so many hot guys, full of testosterone and perpetually horny, like myself. But I never had the chance to act on it. Never had the nerve, more like it. So the first year was spent studying and busting loads every night on to my furry belly. Alone.

Once school was out for the summer, I headed home to work and earn some money. My rural parents didn't have enough money to pay for everything for me so I had to work and earn what I could. Which was fine. It gave my dick a rest for several hours a day.

Once settled in at home, my dad tells me he lined me up a job with The Robert's down the road. I'd be helping their son, Ty (which is not a common farm boy name) on their farm. And maybe I could talk with him as he was getting ready for his first year of college. Like I'm some sort of college veteran or something. I still a virgin for fuck's sake! But the money was going to be good. Plus, I remember Ty from school. Last I saw him, he was growing in to a fine young lad.

I arrived later than I expected so Mr. Roberts drove me to the field where Ty was working. 

"Where's Ty?" I asked.

"Right there, Jake" Mr. Roberts said, pointing to a tall and buff man.

"That's....Ty?" I asked, my cock already stirring.

"Yeah. He had a growth spurt his last year of high school" he said.

Damn straight he did. 

"Ty, Jake's here" Mr. Roberts said from the truck. Ty turned around and I almost passed out. What....the fuck?

Ty was easily two inches taller than my six foot frame. Dark blonde hair covered his arms, stomach and chest. His face had what, for me, would be a week's worth of bread growth. His smile was bookended by dimples (those and he brown eyes were all I recognized). His chest was full and firm, already sweat covered matting down his chest hair. His forearms were thick and veiny while his biceps were round. I was surprised he didn't have a six pack, to be honest. He looked thirty not eighteen! 

I don't have much confidence. I look fine - I've been called handsome, but I've always wanted to look, well, like Ty. I hated and loved him at the same time. Except for my dick. It loved him. Loved loved loved him, as I tried to rearrange myself via a hand in my pocket.

"Jake!" Ty said, strangely glad to see me as we didn't interact at all in high school aside from my lustful glances at him in his tight jeans which almost always had a bulge in the front. I wasn't sure if he was always hard or just enormous.

"What's up man" I said.

"You boys have fun. Ty be back before eight for supper" Mr. Roberts said as he drove away, leaving me alone. With this sexy, shirtless, hairy, buff man. In the field with no one around.

Ty brought me up to speed and in no time, We chatted like we've been friend for years. In no time, I was soaked with sweat (I've forgotten what it's like to really work when it's hot since I've been at school).

"You know, you can take your shirt off. You may get a little dirty but at least you'll get a tan" Ty told me.

"No I'm good" I replied. Ty stopped and turned,

"Dude. You've been here for less than an hour, your shirt's soaked. You have several more hours to go. It's fine. It's just you, me and nature" he said spreading his arms out. His wet hairy pits stood out against the blue sky as he stood above me on the trailer.

"Easy for you to say" I said, almost in a gruff

He jumped down from the trailer and walked towards me.

"What do you mean?"

"Listen. If I had a body like that, I'd go to church shirtless." I went back to my work. "I'm not as comfortable with my body as you seem to be with yours."

"Dude. It's just you, me and...."

"Nature yes I know" I interrupted. 

"Jake" he said, grabbing my arm. He looked me up and down. "You're fine. Get some sun." His big brown eyes seemed to glow with....was that lust? I've not seen it in anyone else's eyes other than my own, but it seemed legitimate. I unbuttoned my shirt, pulled it off, and tossed in on the cooler next to us.

"Happy?" I asked. He smiled.

"Very!" 

He jumped back up on the trailer while I stood there dumbfounded. What the hell did that mean, I wondered.

We went back to working and talking and, in a few minutes, I've forgotten I was also shirtless. It felt natural being out in the field, just the two of us, enjoying the heat, the sun, the fresh air and the hard work. I realized I've missed this.

"Ok bud - it's lunch time!" Ty said, walking passed me to the cooler. 

"What did ol' ma' pack for us today?" he said opening the cooler.

"Your mom still packs you lunch?!" I said with a laugh.

"Momma' packs the best lunches!" he said.

"Who's gonna' pack your lunch when you go to college?" I asked, stepping in to my assigned role - you're welcomed dad.

"Don't know. I'll cross that bridge when I come to it" he said tossing me a sandwich that, as I bite in to it, was amazing.

"Damn Ty!" I exclaimed as I took another bit. "You're right. Your mom makes the best sandwiches!" 

He laughed. "Told ya!"

He tossed a towel down in to the grass, dropped to his butt, then laid back on it, placing his one arm behind his head, eating his sandwich with the other. I was mesmerized him. This was the beginning of a fantasy I was developing in my mind. 

I sat down next to him.

"No towel for me? Rude!" 

"Here" he said as he moved over. "Share mine"

Oh yeah, I thought. But I casually moved over next to him. Which struck me as odd, sharing a towel with a straight guy. But I went with it.

"You remember how you used to get boners all the time?" he randomly blurted out.

I almost choked on my sandwich.

"What?" I asked.

Looking up at the blue sky, his eyes squinted against the noon sun, he said "I used to watch you. A lot. And you always had a boner in high school."

"I didn't know you even knew my name in high school" I chuckled trying to lighten the mood.

"You know I've never been with a girl" he blurted out.

"Looking like you do I find that hard to believe."

"I'm serious" he said

"Why not?" I asked.

There was a long pause. "I don't think girls are my thing" he admitted.

I laid there next to him, eyes wide as saucers, stunned. Even before he turned in to this stud of a young man, he was sexy. 

"But you dated so many girls" I said in disbelief. "How is it possible you've never..."

"My last year of high school, a rumor started that I was gay. I lost all my friends. You know how it is in a place like this" he said.

I sure did.

He sighed. "So I spent all my time working out alone, and working on the farm. That's how I got bigger. That and a last minute growth spurt, as my folks call it.:

"Wow. Sorry about that. It sucks...being different....in a place like this."

"What would you know about being different?" he asked, almost angry.

I sat in silence, heart racing. I took a breath, hoping if it went bad, I could run faster than him.

"Tyson. I'm gay myself." I gulped down another bite of that sandwich, hoping it wouldn't be my last thing I ate.

"Oh." he replied. 

Silence.

"And this sandwich is....FABULOUS!" I sang out loud trying, once again, to lighten the mood.

Ty laughed. I laughed (mostly out of relief if I'm honest). Then we both started laughing together.

We got back to work and there was a sense of enlightenment in the day. We talked, we laughed. We had dirt fights during one of our breaks, getting ourselves dirtier than we should have been.

Around four we took a dinner break. It's amazing what his mom had crammed in the cooler! She really should go in to a cater business or something.

We were snacking on some apples when he asked.

"So, what's sex with a guy like?" he asked.

I laughed.

"Noooo idea bud" I replied.

"What?"

"I've yet to pop my cherry man" I admitted.

"Why? You're so cute, with that stubble, fuzzy belly...nice body...." his talking started to slow. "...nice blue eyes - I wish I had blue eyes"

"What are you talking about?" I asked abruptly.

He became sheepish for the first time that day. He kicked at the ground. "Even in high school I've always thought you were....cute." Now this young man, bigger than me in every visible way, became like a little boy that I wanted to hug. 

"Plus. you always had boners" he said with a laugh.

"Oh so that's the real reason you think I'm cute"

"No. Well, that doesn't hurt!" he said with a chuckle. "I've always wondered why you were so shy. You were one of the best looking people in school. You know how many girls wanted to jump your bones?"

I was shocked. I was a wall flower, I thought. 

"Probably some guys too." he said, "I know of at least one that, many a night, would think about you." He looked down to me, his big brown eyes sparkling in the later afternoon sun.

In the moment, I reached up and kissed him quickly.

He stepped back somewhat. Damn, did I misjudge? I'm SO not good at this.
He looked at me, turned his head slightly as if studying me for a second. I admit I didn't know what to do.

"Tyson. I'm sorry, I just thought...." he stopped my talking by locking his mouth onto mine with such force he almost knocked me over backwards.

His scruff was coarse and burned my lips as he ground his face in to mine, but I didn't care. I could smell the scent of 'man' on him. A man that works hard and has had to hide a portion of himself from everyone that was finally breaking free.

He pulled back as quickly as he started it.

"I'm sorry Jake" he said stepping back.

"No no no...don't be sorry. It felt, right, no?"

"Yeah" he said. "Hell yeah it did" he grinned a big dimpled smile.

I looked around to make sure no one was around. He were on the highest point of their property.

"Come here" I said as I walked him to the other side of the trailer.

I pushed up up against the trainer, unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down his boxers. There before me was Ty's dick, hard as a rock, surrounded by a big blonde bush, complete with a hairy nut sack which, I hoped, was filled with sperm.

I leaned up against him, kissing him more. I felt his wet hairy chest against my wet smooth chest. In that moment I felt confident and powerful. 

I kissed down his stubbled neck, to his chest and was, in no time, had a face full of sweaty, blonde chest hair. I've seen hairy guys in porn and wondered what it'd be like to feel all that hair on my skin. No I was finding out.

I kissed over to his hard nipples that was pointing straight out. He sucked in a lung full of air as soon as my tongue grazed it. Once I started nibbling on it, he started to beat the side of the trailer with his opened hand.

I followed my tongue down his stomach, tasting the saltiness of his sweat skin, while trying to avoid any obvious dirt. That's when I realized I've forgotten his pits. Like the many pornos I've watched, I stood up, raised his arm and buried my face in his now much drier pit. His body shook as I chewed on his pit, harder than I probably should have.

As I slowly dropped to my knees, I felt his dick rub against my skin. It was the first time someone else's dick had touched me and I was glad it was his. 

I licked his hairy belly, my chin scruff grazing his upturned cock, sending pulses through his body as he shook with unexpected delight.

I grabbed his cock, looked at it, then up and him through what chest hair of his that wasn't stuck to his skin, and slowly slide his dick head in to my mouth. I can't describe the taste but at that time, I felt like I could live the rest of my life on that taste alone.

With my hand I slowly pushed down his shaft to the base, which grew substantially thicker the further down my hand went, until it rested on his crunch pubic hair. Without unlocking my eyes from his, I enveloped his cock entirely, like I've been doing this for years.

His eye closed and his mouth opened as I slowly worked his cock. I change hands on his cock to work my own dick at the same time. I unbuttoned my jeans, pulled my stressed out dick out, and built a rhythm between sucking his cock and stroking my own.

Seemingly in sync, both of our nuts pulled up and our breathing increased. I felt the sun burning my sweat shoulders but didn't care. 

Ty gasped an 'uh uh uh' and started dumping his cum in to my mouth. The first two volleys were slow, oozing affairs but then he grabbed my head and started blasted semen down my throat. I pumped my dick two or three times before I, too, was spilling my seed all over the grass. 

We were cumming in unison and it was fan-freaking'-tastic! Ty shoved his cock so far in my mouth I couldn't breath which heightened my or orgasm. He locked my face in to his pubes as his cock  finally stopped dumping his genetic material. I held my cock so tight it hurt, but in a good way. With a stomach full of semen I was content but still needed oxygen. I pushed myself off of his still hard cock and took the deepest breath I've ever taken, spit and cum stringing from my lips to his still hard cock.

I looked up at him, breathing heavily. He slowly opened his eyes and looked down at me, his wet and hairy chest rising and falling slower with each breath.

"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck!" is all he could muster.

"Is that a good thing or...." He interrupted me immediately.

"Fuck. The best thing ever!" he yelled.

He looked around, making sure the coast was clear, which I appreciated as I tried to stand up, my legs weak from my first protein shake ever.

"Are you planning on working here all summer?" he asked, stuffing his still hard as ever cock in to his jeans.

"Yeah" I replied pulling up my own pants.

"Fuck yeah man!" he said. "Maybe we can do that again. Or something else?" he asked.

"Fuck yeah man" I replied.

"Fuck yeah!"

We finished out the day playing catch up to the time we lost from our sexual adventure, but by the time his dad showed up, we were ready to go.

We both hoped in the bed of the truck. As he dad pulled away, and we bounced along, I watched Ty's hairy body jiggle with the firmness of the first man I've even been with, given a blow job to and swallowed their cum. I was content and my stomach full. 

He looked at me and winked. the summer breeze blow drying his chest hair as we went along.

This was going to be a great summer. I need to remember to thank my dad later.