Date: Thu, 21 May 2020 10:49:49 +0100 From: George Thomas Subject: Three Men and a Farm - Part One Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving consensual gay sex between adults. I am in now way suggesting the characters, or the actors who play them, are gay. I have no knowledge of the actor's personal lives. The characters involved are copyrighted by ITV studios and Emmerdale. Please donate anything you can to the Nifty Archive: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Three Men and a Farm - Part One The morning was cold, and the frost was all over the grass. John Barton yawned and could hear the animals starting to wake up. John opened his eyes and swung himself on the side of the bed, looking to the empty space in his bed. He thought back to the massive fight that he and Moira had last night, which caused her to storm off with their daughter Holly. "I'm going to my mother's until you sort your life out John!" Moira had shrieked after throwing the whiskey bottle at the wall. Moira had then stormed off upstairs to pack a suitcase. She had intended to take both Adam and Holly with her, but Adam had refused, saying that their livelihood was at stake if he didn't stick around to help his dad run the farm. John stretched himself as he got out of bed, and gave his sweaty balls a good scratch inside his CK boxers. Now that his sex life had resulted in many nightly wanks, after Moira had gone cold in the bedroom, his only relief was his right hand these days. "Time for that later" John said to himself, as he made his way to the family bathroom. On walking past his son's bedroom, he caught a glimpse of his boy, half twisted up in his duvet, his pert tight arse sticking out from under the blankets and wearing matching CK black boxers that framed his buttocks perfectly. John had always admired mow much alike he and his boy were. He knew his stud of a lad was growing into a mini version of himself. His cock started to stiffen slightly as he started to imagine exactly how much they shared in common. "What the hell John, he is your son, stop being a perv" he muttered to himself, as he shook his head and made his way into the shower. He started to soap up his hairy chest, washing his sweaty armpits and moving the sponge round his cock and balls. Even this amount of touching made him stiffen. "Fuck, I need to get laid, maybe I can shag some poor willing bird one night out in Hotten, Moira would never know" John said to himself, grinning at the possibilities. He finished washing his hair and stepped out of the shower. His towel was tightly fitted round his waist and his big hairy pecs were on display, as was the hair travelling down his stomach and to his navel. Under the waistband of his towel the hair reached his thick jet-black patch of pubes that were tucked underneath. Stepping over the dirty socks and boxers left on the floor by both him and his boy, he dried himself off and shouted to Adam. "Oi, you lazy little shit, get your arse out of bed, this farm isn't going to run itself" Grunts and moans came flooding out of Adam's room, as he dragged his sorry, sleepy arse out of bed and into the bathroom. Just as the door shut John spotted a very large bulge in the front of his son's boxers. Clearly a very striking morning horn. "Impressive" John thought, before smacking himself on the side of his head. "He's my son" he just kept repeating as he dressed himself ready for a day on the farm. Once both men were dressed, John put them both to work. They had a lot to do since Moira had left them one person short. "Maybe I should hire someone to help out", John thought as he and Adam began by feeding the animals and making sure the fences were secure. "I need a coffee" Adam moaned after an hour of work. "Fine, go and make us both one, I could use a quick break" John said. He watched as Adam walked off, his tight arse filling out his overalls perfectly. John felt his cock stir yet again in his own overalls. "I really should have had a wank this morning, fucking hell I'm so horny" A few minutes later, John entered the kitchen to see Adam texting. The coffees were not yet made. "You're texting instead of making coffee? Do you want a clap round the ear?" John asked, agitated. "Sorry, it's just Aaron. Wanker has the WEEK off while we're up at stupid o'clock" Adam moaned as he finally stuck the kettle on. That gave John an idea. He knew Aaron was gay and worst of all, he knew that Aaron was probably getting sex every night of the week. John's mind started to wander, "I bet he would doubtlessly be up for a shag being a horny 18-year old, I mean, any hole's a goal" he thought !!!! "What the hell is going on here" John was thinking, "look, just have a wank in bed tonight and just leave it" he thought. As they sipped their coffee and Adam was on face book, John couldn't help himself....... "Ask Aaron if he wants to earn some extra money helping us out. I mean we could use the extra pair of hands" John said. Adam scoffed. "I'll ask but I doubt he'll want to come here on his WEEK off and work". John and Adam sat at the kitchen table sipping their coffees. John admired Adam, his perfect handsome face and his muscled torso hidden beneath his overalls. "Why am I so turned on looking at my own son?" Adam's phone lit up, snapping John out of his gaze. "Sound, Aaron's on his way up. Poor lad must be bored senseless" Adam laughed. Perfect. Ten minutes later and Aaron's car pulled up. "Cheers for helping out Aaron, I'll pay you of course and there's a cold 24 pack of beers chilling in the fridge for when we're done too" "Cheers John" Aaron said. "He was pretty fit" John thought. He was a typical chav, except for the fact he was gay, and usually had an attitude to match. What he would give to bend Aaron over a hay bale and fuck him senseless, taking all of his frustrations over Moira out on poor Aaron's arse. "Right then, let's get to it. Adam, if you go on the tractor, me and Aaron here will do the rest. Should be done in no time" John said. Adam looked disheartened to be separated from Aaron, no doubt looking forward to goofing off. He hesitantly left to go to the tractor, leaving John and Aaron alone. "So Aaron, you ever help out up here before?" Aaron scoffed. "Mad ain't ya. No, I haven't" he replied cockily. "Well go upstairs and grab yourself a pair of Adam's old shorts and vest top, he usually keeps them in the bottom draw of his wardrobe, then I will find you some old overalls, I'll fix you some work boots and then you'll be a proper farmer's boy" John tussled Aaron's hair, and he blushed as he went up to get changed. He came back down in a black vest top, and a pair of old nike running shorts. John hands him a pair of overalls that were slightly to small, but it framed his sexy body just right. John smiled. "Right, let's get to the furthest barn and work our way back". John and Aaron walked out to the furthest barn in silence. John admired Aaron's arse in his borrowed pair of overalls, shaping out his arse perfectly. His arse looked better than Moira's ever had in overalls. He couldn't wait to get his hands on that arse, he was so horny. A good hour of hard slogging and moving hay bales, the two of them struck up conversation and just chatting aimlessly, as they worked. John was the first to unclip his overalls and tie the arms round his waist, he had worked up a proper sweat and you could see the dampness through the blue t shirt he was wearing. Aaron just watched out of the corner of his eye, as John then removed his T shirt revealing his big daddy pecs with a thick covering of fur that travelled down between his pecs and over his 6-pack stomach. The treasure trail disappeared into the overalls and Aaron just gulped hard. John spotted this, and smiled with a glint in his eye. He purposely stopped and wiped his brow, showing off his hairy pits. "You not fucking hot kid???? I'm sweltering in this heat" John asked sounding sympathetic. "Oh.....I......Well.....Err Yeah...........I guess so" Aaron stuttered. Without even being told to, Aaron unzipped the front of the overalls and tied the arms round his waist doing the same as John. He even took the bold step of peeling off his vest top to reveal his pasty white skin, but which also showed off an impressive build. John smiled, and couldn't help stick his tongue into the inside of his cheek. Aaron saw this and just blushed. "Surely John wasn't eyeing him up, that wasn't a hint was it" Aaron thought. John admired the frame of this cute lad in front of him, eyes transfixed on his arse. He reached down and adjusted his growing cock inside his overalls as Aaron bent over trying to lift a very heavy double bale. "Err earth to John, a hand over here would be nice" Aaron said, snapping John back to reality. John walked over and got to the other side of the bale and they began to lift together, walking side ways they ended up plonking it on the crate ready for it to be lifted into the storage attic above. "Not so bad for an old fella" Aaron said cheekily. "Old fella indeed, I'm not that old to be taken out in the paddock to be shot" John retorted. "No mate, you're right, bet there's still plenty of testosterone in ya" Both men laughed as John adjusted his growing bulge. It was now or never, John thought, while they were far away from Adam and the tractor. John leaned towards Aaron and grabbed his cock through the overalls. "Woah, John mate what you doing?" Aaron asked, shocked that Adam's daddy was grabbing his cock. "I'm so fucking horny mate, why don't we head into that barn and I can fuck that sweet little arse of yours" John said seductively, leaning in to lick at Aaron's neck. Aaron was fucking horny himself, having gone through a bit of a dry spell. Fuck it, John's hot and I'm horny. Aaron grabbed John by his overalls and practically dragged the older man into the barn, slamming the door shut as he did so. Aaron pounced on John, kissing him deeply and grabbing at his bulge. John moaned into the kiss. He had never even kissed a lad before but Aaron was practically attacking his mouth, which turned the farmer on so much. His cock was already dribbling with pre-cum, and the front of his overalls had a wet patch where his cock was leaking. Aaron noticed and let out a small chuckle. "Someone's fucking horny" Aaron remarked. "God, get these fucking overalls off me and suck me. NOW" John ordered. Aaron was turned on by John's authoritative attitude, and began undressing John immediately. He pulled his overalls down and pulled John's tight, white CK boxers down with them. He'd have fun with them later, Aaron thought. He grabbed John's fully erect cock and licked at the tip, sending John wild. "Fuck, yeah suck it lad go on" John moaned as he allowed Aaron to worship his cock. Aaron dove in and took most of John's cock in his mouth at once. John cried out, not expecting Aaron to take so much on his first try. Moira couldn't even take this much after years of practice. Aaron was truly skilled at blowjobs, the little chavvy twat. Aaron sucked on John's balls and inhaled deeply, smelling the musky scent of John's sweaty balls. He began fondling them as he expertly sucked John's huge 9-inch cock. He could taste the pre-cum leaking from the farmer's cock, and Aaron knew he was doing a great job. "Mmmm fuck! I'm gonna cum soon if you keep it up!" John barked. Aaron stopped the blowjob and looked up at John with puppy dog eyes. "Yes, sir. What do you want me to do next?" John nearly blew his load at Aaron calling him sir. Across the other side of the field Adam had seen the movements of his mate and his dad over by the hay bales and was a bit surprised to see them both scurrying into the barn together. Thinking they would be trying to goof off from working and have a few sneaky beers without him, Adam's first thought was "Fuck this, I aint doing all the bloody work". He clambered off the tractor and started to head over to the barn, it was a fair walk but he was brisk in his step, almost running. Back inside the barn Aaron was bent over, Adam's Nike running shorts were at his ankles and his own CK briefs at his knees, and John's big thick tongue was licking out his sweaty hairy arse. Aaron was biting hard on his bottom lip pulling John's face deeper into his man cunt. He was moaning and panting thinking about the scene that lay before him. John, the village DILF, his best mate's dad was rimming his hole like there was no tomorrow. Never did he ever think he would be in this position, granted he had wanked over this fantasy many times but could never imagine it would become real. John's strong big hands were pulling apart his boy cheeks as he was spitting and licking and just devouring his arse. John was grunting and lapping around his hairy hole. Aaron was furiously wanking his leaking cock, making pre-cum fly everywhere. "AHHHHHH fuck yes" Aaron yelled as John pushed a single fat finger into the tightness that was before him. Wiggling and twisting his finger inside Aaron's bum was making Aaron squirm. John loved the power and control he had over the village gay chav. Unbeknown to them, Adam was standing outside the door, and could hear the muffled groaning coming from within. His mind went into overdrive. "What the hell could they be doing in there, his dad and his best mate, surely not?". Slightly shocked at how aroused he was feeling, he realised the stiffening of his own cock inside his overalls. He carefully unzipped his overalls and pulled off his vest. Slipping off his shorts and standing there tented in his CK's he gripped his stiff member and softly wanked off listening to the lustful groans coming from inside. "Stick it in me daddy" Aaron moaned. "With pleasure son" John responded. "Nice and slow daddy, easy does it, I've not had anything that big before" Aaron whimpered "No problem son, just say when so I can fuck this tight arse of yours" John replied Just as John slid his thick 9-inch beast into Aaron's willing bum, Adam couldn't take any more. Standing in his work boots and boxers, hard cock throbbing, he threw open the doors and yelled out. "He's MY daddy not yours, and I'M your son not him!" Any suggestions or feedback please email a_steve@hotmail.com :-)