Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2015 13:39:22 +0200
From: Tuppie
Subject: My Final Year

My Final Year...

Chapter One:

My final year at school would be spent on my grandfather's farm. Grandpa
Isaac was my mom's father. I was an only child named Caedon, and had just
turned seventeen. I was a good looking city boy that looked mostly like my
dad Gareth. Don't get me wrong, my mom Ruth was also attractive, but in a
masculine way. Both my parents were 5'10". My mom came from a physically
large family. Isaac was 6'3"and my uncle Seth who was mom's twenty six year
old brother was 6'5". Seth was the strongest man I would ever meet. Sadly
Seth was slightly "slow" as result of a problematic birth which had also
resulted in my grandmother's death. Grandpa never remarried after she died.

Dad had been given an opportunity by the company that employed him to live
abroad for a year. It was an opportunity that simply could not be turned
down. As my parents were concerned about the scholastic upheaval that
moving to Europe could cause me academically, they asked Isaac to take me
in for the period they would be away. The school near grandpa's farm had a
very good reputation, and they were comfortable with me attending that
school. My father and Isaac never really hit it off. They "kind of" got
along. As a result our visits to the farm previously had been rather
infrequent and very brief. We had not visited Isaac's farm for over three
years. A few days before my parents departed, I was bussed off to live with
Isaac. Granddad insisted on being called Isaac.

Upon my arrival at the bus stop, I was met by six foot tall Randy. My eyes
almost popped out of my head. He was just magnificent. Randy looked like a
rodeo advertisement board. He had piercing blue eyes with short dark black
hair and a neat beard. He wore jeans, plaid shirt, boots and thick belt
with a big buckle. Never had a clich? looked this good. He had broad farm
hands and a killer smile. I was afraid that when he introduced himself, I
might say: "I do". Luckily I contained myself. He had been with Isaac for
two years, and was the foreman on the farm. As we drove to the farm after
retrieving my bag, Randy explained that apart from himself, Timmy (Timothy)
and Dusty also worked for Isaac. They all shared an apartment separated
from the main house, and consisting of one big bedroom with three beds, an
open lounge/kitchen area, and one bathroom.

My grandfather met us as we drove up to the house. He was huge and hairy,
with a big belly that suited his enormous frame. He had short brush-cut
grey hair and a neat beard. I would later learn that he and Seth cut the
hair on their heads and face once every two weeks, with a clipper set on
the "number two" setting. To my distress, I would be included in this
ritual twice a month. My long light brown locks were just not manly enough
for Isaac. Grandpa was dressed in a similar fashion to Randy, as were all
the other men on the farm apart from Seth. Isaac hugged me, and gave me a
kiss on my head. His body odour was masculine and similar to Randy's manly
smell, which I had enjoyed in the pick-up on the way to the farm. No one on
the farm wore deodorant or cologne. Within a day after my arrival my
deodorant and cologne was confiscated and disposed of. Men did not wear
that crap according to Isaac, and besides that, it "spooked the animals".

I remembered the main house well. All the rooms were very large. The
lounge, dining room and kitchen were all in one, and this combined room was
enormous. To the one side Isaac had a study of sorts that was separated
from the main area. Upstairs there was a huge bathroom and toilet in one,
containing a bath and large shower. There were three enormous
bedrooms. Isaac had the biggest bed I had ever seen, and it was obviously
custom made. The other two rooms each had two double beds. I would soon
learn to my dismay that Seth and I would be rooming together. Isaac felt
that one always needed a spare room in case of unexpected visitors. The
house was devoid of any feminine influence. It was Spartan and
ultra-masculine. There was a strong tobacco and male smell permeating the
entire home.



Chapter Two:

Randy sauntered off once grandpa had thanked him for collecting me. When we
entered the house, I was immediately taken to my room and shown a cupboard
that I could use. Isaac stood and watched me unpack. With a sigh and look
of disdain, he mentioned that he would have to take me to the general
dealer the following day to buy proper clothing. After unpacking I met
Timmy downstairs. It was four o'clock, and Timmy had started preparing our
dinner for that evening. Timmy was my height, 5'10" but slightly more
slender. He had curly black hair and a face like a cherub. Timmy cooked for
all the guys, and kept house for the all the men on the farm. He was
nineteen years old, and had been with grandpa for about a year.

Isaac and I sat around chatting for the next hour while Timmy attended to
his duties. Isaac puffed on his cigar and drank his beer. I was told that I
would be allowed one beer a day, and two on weekends. I sipped my water,
having elected to keep my beer for that evening. At around five Seth
arrived. I heard him bark instructions at two monstrous black dogs to
remain outside before he entered to house. He was wearing a dirty pair of
blue dungarees, over a t-shirt that seriously needed a wash. There were two
huge sweat patches under his arms. His boots looked like they hadn't ever
seen polish. As he embraced me the pong was overwhelming. He had a ruggedly
handsome face like Isaac with large features. His hair unlike grandpas was
black and covered by a baseball cap that was stained and dirty. His gut was
smaller than Isaac's, but his large body was much more intimidating.

Seth's always had a slightly "confused" look on his face. Not totally
stupid, but you were in no doubt that he wasn't the sharpest knife in the
drawer. His large hands were mesmerizing; they were very rough and dirty
with at least three of the nails completely black having been struck in
some or other way. His hands had scabs and scars all over. He was a clearly
a very hard working man. He joined Isaac with a beer and preferred
cigarettes to cigars.

At five thirty our food was placed on the table. Timmy left shortly after
with the food he had prepared for Randy, Dusty and himself. They ate in
their quarters. The weekly routine was that the other guys joined us only
on Wednesday evenings and for Sunday lunch each week. Isaac would prepare
breakfast at the main house each morning, and Timmy would make breakfast
for Randy, Dusty and himself in their quarters. Timmy made sandwiches for
everyone at lunch time. At around eight thirty we all headed off for
bed. Seth undressed before getting into bed naked. He was very hairy, with
a forest of hair under his arms and around his pubic area. His dark uncut
"salami" cock was thick and long. He had one oversized ball that gave his
scrotum an unusual appearance with one ball hanging much lower than the
other.

My eight inch uncut cock looked positively boyish in comparison to Seth's
package. Ten minutes after the light was turned off, Seth lowered his
duvet, and started wanking furiously. In the faint moonlight that filtered
into the room I could see him milking his impressive eleven inch
monster. Not long after he shot a waterfall of cum all over his stomach. He
mopped up the mess with a facecloth that he had placed on our bedside
table, and then threw the facecloth onto the floor between us. Soon after
the show he was snoring loudly. I quietly retrieved the extremely wet
facecloth and sniffed it. I wrapped the wet facecloth around my cock and
wanked myself. The excitement of Seth's workout had me shooting my load
within a couple of minutes. I cleaned myself as best I could with the same
wet facecloth.

I had to piss after cleaning myself, and very quietly made my way in the
dark to the bathroom. En route I heard muffled sounds emanating from
Isaac's bedroom. I walked to his door very carefully, and peeped though the
keyhole. I saw the back of my grandfather's hairy body pounding into
someone I presumed was Timmy. There were two slender legs waving in the air
on either side of Isaac's large body. I watched for about ten minutes
before returning to my room. Horny again I picked up the cum-rag from the
floor and started wanking. As a shot a second load I heard someone
descending the stairs.

Chapter Three:

The following morning after breakfast Isaac took me into town as
promised. I acquired two pairs of jeans, a pair of dungarees, four
"appropriate" shirts, "suitable" boots, a "proper" belt, and four
t-shirts. I also got a tour of the small town and met a few of the
locals. Upon our return I finally met Dusty. He was about 6'1" tall. He had
a lean lanky body, and was wearing a wife-beater t-shirt and jeans. There
was no doubt that his sinewy body was very powerful. He had a creepy
demeanor, which made me uncomfortable. You did not want to get on his wrong
side. His face was hard and unattractive, and he was almost totally
bald. His goatee was full and unkempt. His feet were huge, and his large
coarse hands were grubby. He was into "ink' in a big way, but the tattoos
on his arms were crude and amateur.

Isaac chatted to him as I walked into the house to unpack my new wardrobe
of "farm fashion". I was shown around the farm by Timmy that afternoon
after lunch. That evening the same procedure as the previous evening was
followed, and we all retired to bed by eight thirty. After lights-out I got
a better look at Seth pulling his wire as a result of a slightly fuller
moon. After using the same cum-rag later to pleasure myself, I again went
to look through Isaac's keyhole. Timmy was in a doggy position, with
grandpa standing next to the bed plowing his arse. Both of them appeared to
be in ecstasy, as I watched and I played with myself. As they were
finishing off I quietly made my way back to my room.

When I got on my bed I was startled by sudden light. Seth had turned the
light on. He asked me where I had been, and I lied saying that I needed to
use the bathroom. He smiled and told me he had seen me looking through
Isaac's keyhole. I blushed nervously. He then told me that all the men on
the farm used Timmy, and it was part of his duties. He asked me if I had
enjoyed the show, to which I nodded shyly. He beckoned me over to his
bed. Shakily I stepped over. I lay on my back as he hovered over me leaning
on this elbows and knees. With his legs on either side of my body I could
feel his huge cock and balls resting on my thighs. He lowered his head and
started kissing me. The smell from his body and ripe armpits was almost
suffocating. The smell hung over us like a thick blanket. His mouth
forcefully started assaulting my mouth and face. Seth was a very sloppy
kisser. He was vigorously rubbing his dick between my closed thighs while
orally attacking my face. Thankfully after a few minutes he sat up and shot
his load all over my stomach. The wet cum-rag was again used to clean up
the mess, before I returned to my bed and fell asleep shortly after.

The following morning my heart leapt for joy when I heard Seth taking a
shower. Isaac had showered earlier, and I followed suite after Seth had
finished in the bathroom. It appeared that Sunday was a popular shower day
for all the guys, because as we sat down to the lunch that Isaac had
prepared, everyone looked and smelt very respectable. Timmy got a break
from cooking on Sundays, and Isaac always prepared Sunday lunch for
everyone. Sunday dinners were always left-overs from Sunday lunch. We ate
and spoke, each enjoying a couple of beers. The main discussion at lunch
was; as I had two weeks of vacation left before attending my new school an
activity schedule had to be drawn up for me. It was decided at lunch that I
would work with Seth on Mondays and Thursdays, with Randy on Tuesdays and
Fridays and with Timmy on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

On Sundays Seth, Randy and Dusty would alternate taking care of the basic
needs of the animals that had to be cared for. This duty only took twenty
minutes in the morning, and the same time late afternoon. Other than that,
no other work was done on the farm on Sundays. Everyone got Saturday
afternoons off, and Seth and the three farmhands got two days off per
month. The men mostly liked to nap on Sunday afternoons. Timmy offered to
show me a small secluded dam that was a short way off on the farm. When we
arrived, we stripped and swam around for a while.

Chapter Four:

Timmy's slender body was almost hairless. He had a small tuft of hair under
each arm, and a small tuft above his cock. He was cut and was no more than
six inches hard. He was very pretty, and I told him so. I also mentioned
that I knew about him and all the other men. I confessed to Timmy I had had
a few sexual experiences over the past couple of years that were totally
forgettable. These were mainly mutual masturbation and the occasional bit
of oral. I was dying to try anal. Timmy turned onto his stomach on his
towel and invited me to fuck him. Soon I was in seventh heaven, as we made
love for an hour. His technique was unbelievable. He would "push out" as
you inserted your cock, and clench his hole as you pulled out. The effect
was unbelievably stimulating and incredibly sensual. We both came twice
before relaxing on our towels and soaking up the sun. He was an incredible
lover!

Relaxing on our towels, Timmy told me Isaac was a great lover, with a ten
inch uncut cock. He also liked Randy whom he enjoyed having sex with the
most. Although Randy could be a bit rough, he was great in bed. Randy had
the thickest cock of all the guys with a huge mushroom headed dick. He and
Randy were the two circumcised guys on the farm. He found sex with Seth
unpleasant because he always stank, and the slobbering also got to
Timmy. Dusty however was his least favorite. He had a beautiful uncut nine
inch cock, but was physically abusive. There was no passion or kissing
involved with Dusty, only brutal animalistic sex. Dusty was also not into
personal hygiene and was only slightly less smelly than Seth.

When we returned home Timmy headed for his apartment. Isaac was sitting on
the couch and Seth opposite on one of the chairs. Isaac motioned for me to
sit next to him. He told me he seen the action between me and Seth the
previous evening, and also asked if I had enjoyed fucking Timmy that
afternoon. I realized that denial was futile, and simply nodded my head. He
told me to strip and ordered me to his bedroom. I dropped my clothes off in
my room and walked to grandpa's room. When Isaac and Seth entered the room,
they both stripped. Isaac then led me to the shower and showed me how to
douche. This drill would be a daily routine from then.

After cleaning myself I was tied to the four corners of Isaac's bed on my
stomach, before a six inch dildo was inserted into me with lots of lube. It
hurt like hell. The pain did however subside, after which the dildo was
replaced by an eight inch upgrade. After plowing that into me for a few
minutes an enormous butt plug was inserted. A ball gag was now placed in my
mouth. I heard Randy and Dusty's voices joining the party behind me, and
realized that I would be undergoing an initiation ceremony. Four pairs of
hands now started slapping me all over my legs, arse and back. It was
agonizing. Soon after that the butt plug was removed and Isaac was invited
to do the honors. He pushed his cock straight into me and started fucking
like crazy.

All the guys stood around cheering and egging Isaac on. After ten minutes
he came, and Seth jumped on. He fucked frenziedly for another ten minutes
before Randy mounted me. At this point my arse was beyond pain, and had
become numb. After Randy came in me, Dusty quickly got on to me. He was out
to make the experience as unpleasant as possible. He thrust completely in
and out of me repeatedly and savagely. His hand grabbed my hair and he kept
lifting and my pushing my head up and down manically while pulling my
hair. Every now and then he would pause and sitting up administer slaps to
my face and arse. Mercifully he came after ten minutes. Totally exhausted I
was finally released. I was taken to the shower, where one by one the guys
pissed all over me. Dusty was last, and made me drink every drop of his
piss as he controlled the flow with his hand around his shaft.

Chapter Five:

All the men stayed and had left-overs at our home that night. I was just to
worn out and headed straight for bed. At round eight when Isaac and Seth
came upstairs I heard Isaac tell Seth to give me a break as I had had
enough. After the ecstasy of the afternoon, the initiation had been quite a
shock for me. I had mixed feelings about the next year, but having no
options realized that I would have to grin and bear it. I was lying naked
on my duvet when Seth entered. He got some cream out of the bedside drawer,
and asked if he could apply it to my body. Gratefully I agreed. He gently
rubbed my back for a while. His powerful body odour was again evident,
which was not surprising given his earlier exertions.

After ten minutes he got on top of me. Before I could protest his huge hand
covered my mouth, and I was totally at his mercy given his weight and
strength. He pushed my legs apart and pushed his huge cock into me. Slowly
and deliberately he fucked me for a solid fifteen minutes. He groaned and
grunted as he slobbered all over my head. He whispered that he loved me,
and that I would be his baby from now on. My heart just sank. My nights
would become a living, smelly hell. Once finished he turned me over and
started slobbering all over my face with my head firmly held in the vice
grip of his hands. This carried on for ten minutes. When I felt his cock
stiffen again I hoped I would die. He lifted himself onto his knees and
pushed my legs apart high and wide. As he entered me his hand again covered
my mouth. His cock felt twice the size it had before. Once he started
thrusting he lowered his body and again started slavering all over my
face. This session lasted twenty minutes.

When we finished I felt like I had been in a bath. I was sopping wet. He
got off me and onto his bed. I had never been so relieved in my life. As he
snored, I went to the toilet and expelled several loads of come from my
arse. I was totally exhausted and fell asleep immediately. As awoke I
realized that I would be spending the day with Seth. Before breakfast I was
told by Seth that as we had showered the previous day, it was unnecessary
to do so today. We left after breakfast with a huge flask of cold water and
rug sack and headed in the direction we would be working that day, and
busied ourselves with our chores. Seth was very patient and
knowledgeable. At ten o'clock we took a fifteen minute break sitting under
a nearby tree on a blanket that Seth had brought along in the rug
sack. After drinking our water Seth jumped onto me and started messily
kissing me. After a few minutes he lifted his body and undoing the front of
his dungarees demanded I suck him off. As he face-fucked me I almost
chocked to death. I only managed about seven inches of his dick, as the gob
spilled out of my mouth and onto my chest.

After coming down my throat, he pulled his foreskin back and made me clean
his cock-head. It stank and was full of cock-cheese. We soon resumed our
work. We ate sandwiches at the house at lunchtime, and thankfully that
afternoon during our break nothing further happened. That evening Isaac
again fucked Timmy, and I had an hour of Seth. To add to all my "pleasures"
I had to clean his armpits that night. He made me lick each one for a few
minutes. After we finished he told me to remain in his bed. I fell asleep
eventually with his sweaty body halfway on mine. At four thirty early the
next morning I awoke with Seth's mouth engulfing my own. He dribbled
copious amounts of spit all over my face. He inserted his cock into me
having lifted my one leg, and pushed my head to one side while biting on my
neck and ear. As the biting intensified my complaints were quelled by his
huge fingers that were inserted into my mouth.

By now his hips were pounding into me violently. He then turned me
effortlessly onto my stomach and with both hands on my shoulders pounded
into me like crazy. As he came in my arse I could hardly breathe. His body
flopped onto mine and a minute later I was being filled with warm
piss. While pissing he kissed my neck and ears passionately. As he got off
me he pulled me up onto my feet next to the bed and embraced me. Hugging me
he told me that he loved me more than anyone he had ever met. When I looked
into his eyes, my heart melted. How could I not love this smelly oaf! He
asked me to call him daddy when we were alone from then on. I agreed to do
so.

Chapter Six:

That day I worked with Randy. He was great fun to be with and being as
gorgeous as he was a complete feast for the eyes. We had a very quick break
at ten o'clock. At Randy's request we took our sandwiches to the dam for
lunch. Before eating we had a swim, and then consumed our sandwiches. With
forty minutes to go we lay and relaxed on a blanket. After a few minutes
Randy got behind me as I lay on my back, and lifted my legs. Soon he was
pounding into me. He was a great fuck as Timmy had said, and also a great
kisser. After thirty minutes we wound up our session and got back to
work. After dinner that evening, Isaac asked Seth if he would like to have
sex with Timmy for a change. Seth replied that he only wanted me from now
on.

Once in our room Seth told me to lie on my back. He squatted over my face
anchoring himself with his hands on the headboard, and told me to clean his
arse. As he rubbed his sweaty crack over my face, his musky arse smell was
hectic. I was ordered to rim him, and started licking like crazy. Strangely
I was starting to enjoy my pungent tormentor. I stuck my tongue in his
musty hole, and he roared with pleasure. After several minutes he changed
position and lay directly on top of me pushing my legs apart. His mouth
assaulted my face as never before. Every thirty seconds he would add to all
the drool by spitting an additional huge glob on my face. I was literally
drowning in spit.

He licked my eyes, ears and nose. With all the excitement his nose had
started running, and this secretion was now also blending into the mix. He
lifted his body and pushed my head into his damp ripe armpit. After licking
that armpit for two minutes, the other armpit followed. My armpits were
soon tackled as he alternated between my pits, chest and face. With all the
moisture I felt like a backstroke swimming champion. My legs were soon
lifted up, and he started fucking me with meaning. The more I encouraged
him by calling him daddy, the hornier he became. The growling reached a
fever pitch after ten minutes as he finally pumped his ball juice into
me. He lay on top of me for several minutes before dismounting me. After he
rolled off me we were asleep in no time, having exhausted ourselves.

The following day I would work with Timmy. I could not wait to fuck him
again. At lunch I made sure that we would be eating our sandwiches at the
dam. We ate quickly, and in five minutes I was fucking him from behind. His
arse was intoxicating. He was on his stomach with his legs apart, and I was
rhythmically fucking him with my body lifted on straight arms. I was going
to take my time, and fucked him slowly. A voice from behind commanded me to
"fuck the bitch hard". As I turned my head Dusty was already shedding his
clothes. As he moved behind me he told Timmy to close his legs, and
instructed me to place my knees on either side of Timmy's legs. Dusty now
inserted his cock next to mine in Timmy's hole.

As Dusty thrust, he hurled abuse at the two "whores" beneath him. A few
minutes later I came, and was pulled of Timmy abruptly. Dusty now
reinserted his cock into Timmy and with both hands on Timmy's head, started
pounding his arse like a wild animal. As Timmy yelped, he was struck a few
times on his shoulder blades by Dusty's fist. A few minutes later Dusty
unloaded into Timmy, but he did not pull out and continued to hurl abuse at
Timmy while resting on his arms. After a minute Dusty started pissing into
Timmy's hole, then got dressed and left shortly afterwards. I placed my
lips on Timmy's abused hole and licked it as he whimpered.

That evening Seth wasn't feeling great. The normal Wednesday combined
dinner was cancelled and the farmworkers ate in their quarters. After
dinner Seth excused himself and left for bed. Isaac and I also headed for
bed after eight. I also I realized that Timmy's services were not required
by Isaac that evening. When I got to my room, Seth was snoring. I sneaked
down the passage twenty minutes later and saw that Isaac's lights had also
been extinguished. Wearing only my boxer shorts and sandals, I decided to
spy on the other guys. I was surprised as I went out of the front door not
to see the two disgusting black wolfhounds. I locked the front door and put
the key affixed to chain around my neck, before quietly walking over to the
cottage that the farmworkers inhabited. All the curtains appeared to be
open but as the bedroom was darkness, so peered in at the living room area.

I was totally spellbound by the sight that met my eyes. Timmy was on a
lounge chair with his hands presumably tied behind the backrest. His knees
were on the seat of the chair. One of the hounds had mounted him and was
fucking the life out of him. He was wearing a waistcoat of sorts and the
animal's front legs were raised onto the seat of the chair and gripping
onto Timmy's sides. I wasn't sure if it was Rob or Roy, I could never tell
them apart. Not caring much for dogs I didn't much care. Randy and Dusty
were sitting on the sofa opposite facing in my general direction and
drinking and smoking. They loved the show that Timmy was providing. They
were laughing and joking while the other hound milled around.

Chapter Seven:

I was transfixed as I watched. Timmy head was swaying from side to side as
he groaned and moaned in distress. I saw Dusty get up and leave the room
after a while but was so engrossed that I did not notice the direction he
took as he departed from the room. After half a minute I felt a firm grip
on my arm. In a flash I was being forced into the house, and before I knew
what was happening my boxers had been pulled down. The two men tied my
hands behind the back of the other chair. A towel was placed over my back
and the second dog was ordered to mount me. I felt his cock prodding at my
arse within seconds. Soon I felt the tip of his cock being guided into my
backside. Once he had gained entry, there was no stopping him as his cock
started stabbing my butt hole. It was agonizing, and the smell of the mutt
was horrible.

As he speared into me it felt like his canine fuck-stick was expanding. As
my arse became more lubricated it felt like he was trying to push a bowling
ball up my arse. I winced in agony as something very large forced itself
into my backside. Once in it seemed to expand as the dog went totally
ballistic. As I looked to the side Timmy and the other dog were now arse to
arse. Dusty and Randy were beside themselves with excitement, and were
wanking furiously. After five minutes of fucking me dog No 2 also turned
and we were arse to arse like Timmy and dog No 1. It took a further ten
minutes for Timmy and "Roy", having now learnt the dog's name, to break
apart. "Rob" was still solidly stuck in me with gallons of cum pumping into
my arse.

Timmy was untied, and forced to impale himself on Randy's cock, who was now
seated on the chair. Dusty moved behind Timmy's back and inserted his cock
alongside Randy's. As they robustly double-fuck Timmy's arse, Dusty hurled
abuse and slapped Timmy's arse and face. Rob shortly disengaged from my
backside to my great relief. Stuck in my position however I could simply
watched the threesome next to me in action. To my horror Roy approached me
and started licking my crack and genitals fervently. Appalled at first I
soon however started enjoying the stimulation of his rough tongue. In a
split second he mounted me and his cock hit the mark immediately. I could
swear that his cock was bigger than Rob's, and when he knotted me I thought
my eyes would pop out. I was fucked manically for five minutes before he
turned. Back to back I felt the sprays from his very hot penis. Rob was
stuck in me for fifteen minutes.

With Timmy's double invasion over, the three guys stood watching me and
Rob. As Rob finally pulled loose, a flood of liquid started running down my
legs. I was untied and went straight to their bathroom to expel torrents of
canine juice. As I did so Dusty entered the bathroom and stood before me. I
was told that as I was hogging the toilet, he would have to use my mouth to
piss in. With his hand around the shaft of his dick, he controlled the flow
to ensure that I drank every drop of his piss. I left soon afterwards.

Thursday morning when we ate breakfast as normal, Isaac told me I smelt of
dogs. I lied and said that finding it difficult to get sleep the night
before, I had played with the dogs on the porch when he and Seth were
sleeping. I worked with Seth that day. He still wasn't feeling great, so no
action took place during the day. That evening Seth left for bed early once
more. Isaac and we went upstairs a while later and he pulled me into his
room. He wasted no time before entering my arse with me on my stomach. He
fucked me twice more during that night.

Chapter Eight:

The following day I worked with Randy. We again had our lunchtime fuck at
the dam. Randy was much more passionate when he was away from the others,
and his tender lovemaking was a great change of pace. That evening Seth was
back to his old self, and once in our bedroom got onto me within minutes of
undressing. While he was fucking me, Isaac walked into the room and
announced that it was time for me to be double-fucked. I did not want to
burst his bubble, and said nothing of my former encounter. We moved to
Isaac's room and I was told to impale myself on Seth's cock as he lay on
his back. Isaac mounted me from behind and pushed his cock into me
alongside Seth's huge dick. It hurt at first, but I soon got into the swing
of things.

When Seth and I got back our room thirty minutes later, I was immediately
pushed onto the bed on my stomach and fucked twice more. Having not seen
Seth shower once that week, the smell that hung over us was
overpowering. The hum, sweat and spit were incredible. When we finished he
rolled onto his back and told me he needed a bath. I started on his smelly
feet and worked my way up his body leaving the arse and foreskin for
last. After twenty minutes I got my final two treats. His foreskin was
dirtier than ever before, and his arse was manic. I licked like a puppy
enjoying a plate of gravy.

As my reward, I got to drink his piss with me kneeling on the floor, and
him standing before me. I did not mess a drop having learnt my technique
from Dusty. When I stood up he licked my smelly face clean before we both
got on our beds and fell asleep. On Saturday Isaac took the boys, excluding
Timmy and myself, to town at around eleven thirty for a steak and some
beers. Timmy and I had a great time of our own. We flip-flopped,
"sixty-nined", kissed and cuddled. It was a fantastic two hour
episode. That night "Clean Seth" and I fucked for two hours. Before
visiting town that morning Isaac had suggested Seth shower, so our session
was devoid of the usual odors.

The following day all the men arrived for Sunday lunch. After lunch we all
went to the basement in Isaac's house, which I never knew existed. There
was a dirty old stained mattress on the floor. Soon Timmy and I were being
spit-roasted by the other men. They continually changed positions, and the
session lasted about an hour. It was all pretty restrained, and even Dusty
was far more controlled than normal. All the workers left by four that
afternoon. At dinner Seth seemed a little agitated. He told Isaac that he
did not want to share me anymore, and wanted me to himself
exclusively. Isaac looked at me inquiringly. Being put on the spot, I
replied that I had no problem with that. Seth was totally delighted.

When Seth went to the toilet a while later in the evening, Isaac smiled at
me and winking said that we would work things out. Much as I loved Seth,
monogamy was not an option that I wanted to embrace just yet given the past
several days of fun. Grandpa was however wary of Seth's temper, and given
his strength did not want to provoke him and place the other men at
risk. Seth could easily do a great deal of harm if crossed. There wasn't a
man on the farm that even measured up to half his strength. The next
morning all the guys were told that I would only be working with Seth that
week, and in future. I am sure that Isaac spoke to all the men privately
regarding this matter.

Chapter Nine: (epilogue)

My new school was great, and I had a wonderful year. I had a marvelous sex
life with Seth who had an unbelievable libido, and the stamina of a
lion. The smell factor became less and less of a problem in our
relationship. I did however realize that others also had to cohabit with
him, and that it was necessary that he clean up his act once in a
while. "Magnanimously" he did share me once a week with Isaac. It appeared
that he was very turned on by double-fucking, and therefore had decided to
make this one concession.

Isaac discovered a wonderful sleeping pill that was put to great use
whenever required. Whenever I needed a break from Seth, and the weekly urge
struck, Seth would become very "sleepy" and head for bed. Rob and Roy would
continue to play a part in my "free evenings", and I actually grew to like
the two mutts. Isaac also often joined in on those evenings, and really
took to watching the K9 escapades. I always enjoyed sex with Randy and
Timmy, and even grew fond of Dusty.

A year later when I graduated my parents were distressed by my decision to
remain on the farm. They just could not understand my logic. Of course they
never got to know the full story. Being eighteen at that point, I couldn't
give a flying fuck what they thought. They very seldom visited, and when I
inherited Isaac's farm years later believed that I was very altruistic in
wanting to care for Seth. Seth and I become closer and closer, and I really
loved and cared for him deeply.

Timmy remained another five years before he met someone and moved away.
Dusty and Randy also moved on and were replaced by new guys. When the dogs
died we also replaced them with the same breed. I made sure that all "new
comers" were of the right mind set so that our "sexcapades" could continue
and flourish. I really loved this farm....