Tyler's Desires

In part 8 I was learning more about myself and more about what life would be like as Tyler’s.  In this part we get into what is going to happen when we are apart for a night or weekend, Tyler assess what he wants from me and life.  We start to plan for the future and he explains a but about what we will become.  We share goals, desires and more.  There is a bit more conversation in this part still some sex though do not worry.

We are headed back to the house, and Tyler shares with me that he had lunch with his grandad and they talked some business and some personal issues.  I said, “oh really, personal issues”?  He said, “yeah I decided to tell him about me being gay”.  I said, “wow that a big revelation for lunch”.  He chuckled.  I said, “but knowing Bill he probably did not care”.  Tyler looked at me and said, “knowing Bill, you know my grandad, how did I not know about this”?  I replied, “well it never really came up, but yes I have been to their house several times for Sunday suppers, your grams is a fantastic cook”.  He just laughed and said, “Alan you never cease to amaze me, had I known that I would have just told him about you”.  I said, “well baby steps Sir”.  We talked a bit more on the drive back about the upcoming weekend and he said that he might have to go out of town next week for meetings.  We both knew that we would not be able to spend 100% of the time together, life was not like that honestly.  He said, “we will discuss some rules for when we are not together boy”.  I replied, “yes Sir”. 

We got back to the house and Tyler said, “we have a few things to do in the shop, then we need to run all the yearling bulls through and draw blood, then do evening chores.  I could use you for all of it to be honest”.  I replied, “I do not have any class work so I can stay all evening Sir”.  He then quietly asked, “and what about tonight”?  I said, “well Ryan is at our place tonight and I have not given much thought to going there or not honestly”.  I then replied, “I think I would prefer to stay here, but I do need to go get more clothes Sir and I could just tell him to not expect me home.  Honestly he won’t probably ask Sir”.  He smiled and said, “sounds fantastic to me babe”.

We went into the house and changed quickly, he said, “wear something that you do not mind getting dirty and greasy, we need to change the oil in a couple of the tractors and hydraulic fluid in the combine, then we can grease all the bearings”.  I replied, “yes Sir”.  I was happy I actually knew everything he was talking about and pretty much how to do it.  We went downstairs and along the back wall were tool boxes and cabinets with everything we needed.  He said, “if you are comfortable doing it you do the 230 and I’ll do the 270”?  I replied, “absolutely we have a 230 at home too”.  The tractors were side by side, I think we sort of had a little competition going to see who could get done faster, we would each steal glances toward each other now and then.  Plus I was definitely checking him out every time he rolled under the tractor or bent over, I could only hope he was doing the same.  A few times his hoodie rode up and I could see his treasure trail or abs and I just about drooled.  I was almost done with mine and I knew he was too, I was trying to hurry but the I noticed my oil was running in slower than his, as he was changing the containers faster.  I said, “did you leave my oil in the truck where it was colder and yours was inside and warm”?  He had a shit eating grin on his face and said, “maybe”.  I proclaimed, “cheater”!  He then said, “I can’t be losing to you so soon baby boy”.  I said, “whatever babe, I’ll still try”.  Since mine I was going slow I thought hmmm maybe a distraction would slow him down.  I put my second to last containing on the funnel and strode over to him.  He was standing on a platform ladder facing away from me.  I walked right up behind him and wrapped both hands around each thigh and buried my face in his ass.  His scent was intoxicating, it was a mix of spice, sweat, funk, and well Tyler.  He burst out laughing and said, “who is trying to cheat now”.  I simply replied, “all is fair in love and oil changing”.  We both laughed hysterically.  I then realized I probably had distracted myself more than him.  I gave him a kiss on his wrangler emblem and went back to the 230.  I was putting in the last of the oil and he had just finished up with the 270.  Tyler came over and wrapped his arms around my waist and said, “baby boy you make everything in my life just a bit more fun”.  I finished topping off the oil and removed the container and funnel and replaced the cap.  I then turned to him and planted the biggest wet kiss on him ever!  We both leaned into it and it was spectacular.  He pulled back and said, “lets fire them up and let them warm up then we can move to the combine”.  We did so and shut them down and together we moved to the combine.  I knew the general way to change the hydraulic fluid in the combine but not the specifics.  Tyler said, “I’ll kind of lead the way on this guy”.  I said, “good because I have not done this before, we leased our combines for a season and don’t maintain them”.  We crawled underneath and place a drain pan, and then another.  There were two sets of hydraulics on this one, he removed the first plug, and handed me the socket and I removed the front one.  He then went up on the top and released a couple of valves and they both started flowing out.  He was showing me some of the ins and outs of this half million dollar machine.  I learned a lot, as I was standing close enough to him to feel the heat radiating off of his skin.  He then said ok you stand down there and tell me when they stop and I will release the third reservoir.  I said, “yes Sir”.  He rolled over the the ladder platform, and climbed up, he then bent over, under the hood, I was standing right below him, with a million dollar view.  I was watching and said, “the front one is done draining the back is still trickling”.  He stayed put, so I took the opportunity to move a bit closer and give a sniff of his boots, and he said, “go on give ‘em a lick if you want boy”.  Hell yeah I wanted!  I did and the taste of leather and scent was spectacular.  I checked the back plug and proclaimed, “the back one is done draining”.  He said, “ok I’m releasing the big reservoir now”.  To which I replied, “you can release your reservoir in me”.  He looked at me with a smile and said, “which one”?  I replied, “D, all of the above is always the right answer”.  He laughed and turned back around and was under the hood.  This time I aimed a bit higher with my nose and shoved it right in his crack.  I stayed a bit, then I decided to go for it, I reached around and undid his belt and button on his jeans, and slid the zipper down.  He said, “just what do you think you are doing slave”?  I replied, “checking your reservoir”?  He began chuckling, but did not stop me so I took this as an invitation.  He was now back under the hood and I began sniffing and licking in earnest.  It was spectacular.  I could tell he was liking it a lot, I reached around and felt his stiff cock.  I kept my tongue buried like I was digging for treasure.  Hmmm maybe I was!  He groaned and said, “ok baby boy check the draining now”.  I looked down and it was done, I looked back up and he was still bent over and he said, “well finish what you started and see what happens”.  I did not need to be told twice.  I again buried my face in his ass and was greeted with a familiar smell and I moaned and stayed right there.  Then I said, “oh thank you Sir”.  He replied, “you are welcome slave I knew what you were waiting for”.  He was right, I was, and I then said, “I really need to talk through with you some things about this emergent fetish if we can Sir”.  He replied, “yes we could absolutely discuss it, but now let’s finish this and work the bulls”. 

 

We finished the combine and headed out to work the bulls, this is where my background came to help.  We had to draw blood on about 30 yearling bulls to be sent off for testing if they passed this screening we would semen test them next week he said.  So one by one we ran them into the shoot and I drew the blood.  Most of them were fairly docile.  But there were two being assholes and trying to fight each other, so in we went with electric prods and got them split apart and ran the first one in the shoot, and I drew blood.  The last one was still on the back fence, so together we started walking him up.  He did not give us much trouble one he was locked in the head gate, I started over the fence and bam Tyler hit me in the ass with the prod, I yelped and turned around and glared at him, he was laughing at me and said, “what is electro not your thing”?  I said, “you can shock me anytime Sir”, and wagged my tongue at him.  He just smiled and said, “boy I learn more everyday”.  We finished the last bull which I have now named Rufus.  Growing up we always called the cantankerous ones Rufus and Rastus.  Tyler got a kick out of this story.   We then put the samples in a box with ice packs and jumped in the truck.  He said, “lets run into town and drop these off at Fed ex, stop by the store and grab some dinner then we can get clothes at your place”.  I said, “sounds great Sir”.

 

We did made the drop off before 4:30 at Fed ex and headed to the store, he said, “what are you feeling for dinner”, I snakily replied, “Mexican”.  He laughed and said, “maybe no”.  So we settled on home made pizza.  We grabbed that and headed to Walnut to my place.  Ryans car was there and so was Jennifer’s his gf.  I hopped out and Tyler did too.  We went in and I made some small talk with Ryan about how things were going and such.  He kept kind of looking at Tyler, and finally Tyler said, “hey I’m Tyler Meyers, Myles’ brother”.  Ryan said, “oh cool”.  I went on to say that I had been working for Tyler some and helping him out.  There was somewhat of an awkward silence then Jennifer popped out and asked Ryan what was for dinner, and he said, “whatever you want is fine with me Jen”.  She said she would figure something out, and then asked if she could stay over she was working on a paper and it was on his computer.  I quickly jumped in with, “that’s cool with me, I am going to stay at Tyler’s we have to get up early tomorrow and vaccinate a bunch of heifers before class, I’d rather not have to wake you both up at 4 am”.  To which they in unison said, “4 am fuck that”. So there was my out, brilliant!  I then said, “I’m going to grab some clothes and head out”.  Which I did, Tyler stayed out in the living room and made some small talk.  I came out of the bedroom and we headed out, I said, “see ya guys”, they responded with, “later”.  We were down the stairs and to the truck in no time.  Tyler fired it up and said, “wow you are a sneaky shit when you want something I’ll have to remember that”.  I said, “thanks, I think”.  He just chuckled.  We made it back to the farm a little before 6.  We went in and over to the stairs, without me saying anything Tyler went up first, I sure hoped this became a thing.  There was a stop midway up and I knew what to do, and again I loved it.  We go to the top and entered with the groceries.  We put them on the counter.  He said, “lets go clean up and change, I have some things I am going to do with you”.  We went to the bedroom and removed our clothes, and put them in the washer.  He then placed the collar on my neck, man I loved that feeling.  This time he put a leash on it and said follow me.  We went back downstairs through the workout room to the dungeon, playroom, I wonder what were calling this.  I asked, “what do you call this place Sir”?  He replied, “our sanctuary”.  Nice!

He then led me over to the bench where he had punished me and I looked at him quizzically.  He said, “do not worry you are not getting punished”.  I said “ok Sir”.  He did strap me in though.  He said, “ok slave lets talk”.  He went on to say, “when I removed the hood this morning some of your hair got caught in the laces and we can not have that, so I am going to take care of that for you right now”.  I thought about it and said, “um you mean cut it”?  He said, “yup just like mine”. Tyler had a close cropped haircut pretty practical.  He did not even ask what I wanted or seem to care.  He just brought over the clippers and began buzzing it off.  My hair had been something I liked and I had a great head of hair.  He just said, this will be easier in the winter with stocking hats, and the hoods.  I just quietly said, “yes Sir”.  He finished up and brushed off the hairs.  He held a mirror down so I could see it, I just said, “thank you Sir”, meanwhile I was thinking how would I explain this?  Then I just decided, who cares.  He didn’t say much else.  He just said a couple more things.  He then was doing something on my left ass cheek.  I felt something cool being applied, then something like tape and he started a blow dryer.  It got kind of hot.  Then he pulled off what I thought felt like tape.  He then said “ok that mark is done”.  I was confused.  He undid the straps and stood me up.  He led me to a mirror and showed my backside.  There in bold black letters was a symbol, it was the ranch brand with TM in the middle.  What the fuck he had marked me.  I said, “Sir what is this”, he said, “do not worry it is a temporary tattoo.  It will wear off in a month or so”.   He went on to say, “now when we are apart, he has his mark on me”.  I was at first shocked, then I was actually happy.  I said, “thank you Sir”. We then went back up stairs and started dinner together. 

 

He asked what this weekend looked like.  I said my parents were bringing me a car over tomorrow for us to borrow and to drive us all comfortably to the game in Texas.  He said that was nice.  I said we would be leaving Friday about noon and spending Friday night and the game Saturday and staying Saturday night.  He said I would be chaste but he could leave the plug out for my trip.  I said, “thank you Sir”.  I then said, “can we talk about me loving your certain smell”?  He said, “my farts”?  I embarrassingly said, “yes Sir”.  He said, “look if you like it do not be embarrassed, we all have different fetishes, and I am happy to let you smell them anytime”.  I said, “thank you Sir, it is odd, I normally think its gross, like when someone else does it, its gross to me, but for some reason when you do, I love it”.  He said well that could just be that I am bonded some to him.  I left it at that and he leaned in and kissed me.  He said lets grab a shower and clean up before we put the pizza in.  I went to the bathroom and he had me bend over and he pulled the plug out, and had me clean out, which I did.  He then set on the toilet, and I crawled between his legs.  I began sucking, and he was immediately hard.  He passed gas a few times and I inhaled as best I could.  He then started face fucking me hard, and I was leaking like crazy.  He stopped and blasted another one, and then shoved in my throat and came with force.  I took it all.  He then said, “maybe I am getting off on your liking my scents”.  I said, “fuck yeah”.   He hopped up and I said, “no wiping”, he said, “do you really want to”, I kind of did not know how to answer. He said, “there was only gas but dig in”.  I did and it was clean, but I loved it anyhow. He started the shower and ran and put the pizzas in.  Then we hopped in the shower and scrubbed each other.  When we go out, we took the pizza out and, then dressed, and set down to eat and we chatted again just about life.  We finished up and I cleaned the kitchen, then I went to the couch and snuggled next to him and kissed him and said, “thank you for owning me and making me so happy”.  He replied, “you are welcome slave”. We settled in for some tv. I truly felt like I was now Tyler’s Desire.