A SUMMER AT THE FARM
Chapter 17: The only way is Deeper (Part 2)
Afterwards, we went to take a shower, - together as it had become our routine -, I massaged his back, and we went to sleep.
My stomach was full.
I was happy.
Which brings me back to the next day, in his bed, after my very early call with his daughter.
Joe slapped my ass and I knew we were in for another round.
I did remember his warning from the day before though, and as I was dry-humping him to heat things up, I knew I would have to pull out a great performance if I wanted to keep him.
That was only fair, an incredible cock like that deserved only the best.
Balls deep was the only way to go, he had said.
After long hours without feeling him inside of me, my ass was itching and twitching at the idea of being invaded again.
My horniness was, once again, triumphing over my fears.
"Hmmm... I can tell that you're opening up, baby..." Joe told me sliding his index through my ass crack.
"Yeah... I... I can feel it too."
"You're such a baddie."
"I am... Just for you."
"Hum... Blakey... Your hole is literally winkin' at me." He broke in with his finger.
"Is it wrong, daddy?"
"Nah... Boys need to understand their bodies before becoming men themselves... You're doing good, loosening up for me."
A weird thought popped into my brain, something I had never considered before.
"Have you ever been fucked, Joe?"
He chuckled.
"Not by an actual cock, that's for sure. But a few tongues and more than a couple of fingers may have visited my butthole. Told you before, I can never say no to a nasty whore digging inside my shithole."
Definitely, Joe was a class act.
I laughed nervously.
"I'm kinda hungry this morning..."
"Oh... Blakey wants his breakfast? Want to eat some cake?"
"Yes, please. I'm starving."
As mentioned before, Joe would always rather act, than talk.
He got over me and less than four seconds later, all I could see was his fat ass crashing down towards my face.
"EAT DAT CAKE, BOY!"
Jeez, he sat down on me and he was literally smothering me with his hairy asshole. Was he not afraid to kill me?!
"Mmff... Mfff..."
Be careful what you wish for, I guess...
"Come on, now, stick your tongue out, lick that hole clean! Stop teasing me!"
He was rubbing his ass crack all over my face, sliding through my nose like a damn credit card.
I did my best to eat his musky sweaty hole but it was hard not to choke with his thick hair.
The scent alone was getting me dizzy.
"Mmff... Joe... Mmfff..."
He used his hands to spread his massive butt cheeks and help me uncover his brownish manly hole.
The man was raunchy for sure, but something had switched within me, - or maybe, it had always been there -, the way I was feeling it now: the raunchier, the better.
I started rimming him like a maniac, my hands being busy jerking off my own cock.
"Toss my salad, kiddo!"
It was challenging not to nut because as he was sitting on my face, Joe was also playing with my nipples, but I stayed focus on my objective.
That morning, eating his fat ass was only the appetizer and we both knew it.
Once I was on the verge of fainting, Joe finally lifted up his ass, - what a view! -- and pushed down his cock instead of his bum to make me suck his sausage from behind, a bit as if I was milking a cow.
Or rather, a very well-endowed bull.
I was in for another round of choking and gagging but I was determined to prove myself.
Joe was a damn hypocrite though, when he had told me that I was not good enough.
It was obvious that he was enjoying everything that we were doing together, as much, if not more, than I did.
Trust me on that, I was amazing at being a nasty eager slut!
I had found my calling.
The blowjob continued on the edge of the bed. My head hanging low from the edge, bent backwards, Joe started fucking my throat in this crazy-ass position.
This was yet another thing that I loved to watch in porn or perform on girls before, but I had never thought in a million years that one day, I would be on the other side, my own slime dripping all over my eyes as I was gagging on a monstruous 12 inches cock.
"You're turning into such a pro..." Joe commented as he was pounding my throat.
"Grrll... Mmffyes... Grrll... Fffaddy..."
"A proper gay pornstar right here, in my farm!"
He slammed his cock very deep and let it there, down on the back of my throat, as his balls were smashed against my nose. His scent was infectious.
He counted down slowly as I was choking.
"Ten... Nine... Eight..."
I was suffocating and I tapped his thighs in the hope that he would release me.
"... Seven... Six..."
"Grrrl... Bloooe... Grrrlll... Joe...."
This was insane.
And Joe was taking his damn time, acting as if I was not struggling to breathe down there, even my nostrils were blocked by his hairy balls.
"... Five... Four..."
I was seeing stars.
"... Three... Two..."
His cock was so fucking massive, and leaking inside my mouth.
"... One!"
Finally, he pulled back, living me drenched and in shock. Even more so than the ass-fucking, that was the most hardcore thing I had done in my life!
"You're okay, kiddo?"
My eyes were teary. Unless it was just slime dripping down. It was hard to say.
I nodded yes.
"I'm fine... That was... That was insane."
I was smiling which reassured Joe.
For a second there, I could tell that he was worried, wondering if he had not gone too far.
He was testing my limits for sure and I was doing my best to live up to the challenge.
"Are you ready for the main course?"
My smile grew larger.
"Fuck me, Joe."
Here we were again.
Joe asked me to go back on all fours on the bed while he was standing behind me. His cock was all wet and slimy at this point, and my ass had never stopped pulsating since I had crawled in the bed after face-timing Liv.
Her father rimmed me for good measure before sodomizing me.
"Ready to go balls deep, son?"
I breathed out.
"We can try..."
He spanked my ass.
"Bet on me to go as hard as I can!"
I spread my legs and my butt as wide as I could and I felt the familiar girthy cockhead penetrating me.
It was like saying hello to an old friend, although it had been less than 16 hours since Joe had last fucked me. I was already missing him.
What would we do at the end of the summer?!
As Joe buried his third leg inside of me, - inch after inch -, I thought that I may have been too optimistic. That thing was way too huge for my sore ass! I could not take it all the way, that would tear me apart.
"Joe... I don't know if we can..." I was panting.
"Shhh, Blakey... Breathe in, breathe out, just like I've taught you... You ass can extend itself; you just have to let it..."
"Hmmm... It's so big inside of me already..."
"Oh yes, daddy has a big fat cock for your tight pink pussy."
He grabbed my ass and went into it further, starting the back-and-forth motion. That was the point when it always started to feel nice for me.
The humping, the rubbing, the actual fucking.
"Yes... Hmmm... Keep going, like that..." I begged.
"You need some hard-dicking, right, college boy?"
"Fuck, I do... Yes..."
"Damn, you're gaping so hard, you're gonna make me nut Blakey... Hmmm...."
"Yes, daddy, breed me..."
He was accelerating the pace, properly pounding me.
I moaned like crazy once he started hitting my prostate. The bastard, he was pinching my nipples at the same time! He knew me too damn well!
"Aaaaah... Yes... God, yes... More..."
"Harder?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"Like that? You know the only way is deeper, boy?!"
Fuck, he was ploughing me!
Why did I love it so damn much?!
"Yes... aaaannh... Joe... I'm gonna cum... aaaanh.... This is so good..."
"Damn it, boy, you really gonna make me do it, eh?"
"Do whatever you want with me..."
"Oh yeah?"
"I'm yours... Hmmm... Totally yours." I heard me say, transfixed.
With one particularly hard thrust, I felt that Joe was going deeper than he had ever gone.
"Take... Humm... It... All!"
Fap, fap, fap...
"Oh my god... oh yes..."
His balls were fapping against my ass.
It was truly happening then.
"BALLS DEEPS, SON. TWELVE INCHES OF SAUSAGE BURIED IN YOUR TIGHT HOLE!"
"Aaaaaaaaannnnnh... Mmmmmm.... Yeeeeeeesss..."
I came all over the sheets while Joe was breaking my ass.
My ejaculation made me clench my asshole which gave Joe some amazing sensations all around his dick.
He nutted right there, very deep inside of me.
"Keep my sperm in your asshole, I'll give you another load in a couple of hours, but let's go have some breakfast first. Some actual food, I mean."
We both laughed.
Life was good.
[To be continued]
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