Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2024 15:59:55 +0000 From: William Razeur Subject: Uncle Sam's Farm Chapter 2 Uncle Sam's Farm - Chapter 2 I followed him out the back door to another barn where hay was stored. He handed me some worn, leather gloves and we began loading sixty pound, rectangular bales of hay onto the flat bed of an old Chevrolet truck. We covered the truck bed with hay bales four bales high. I helped Sam tie the hay down with rope so it would make the ride to wherever we were taking it. We both got in the cab of the truck and Sam drove down a two-track, dirt road across his pasture. After only a short drive, we came to an old farm house. Sam backed up to the front porch of the house and parked the truck. We got out and he opened the front door of the house. I could see that he used the old house to store hay. "This was my grandparents home, your great grandparents, but I use it for hay storage now. We're moving the hay here so it will be closer to this end of the pasture when I need it this winter," Sam said as he began untying the ropes holding the hay on the truck. I helped and soon we were carrying hay into the far rooms of the small house and stacking the bales ceiling high. It didn't take long to have all the bales of hay removed from the truck and neatly stacked in the house. I started out of the house and Sam grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply. I wrapped my arms around him and returned the kisses. His hands moved down my back and onto my bubble butt. He squeezed my butt cheeks while pulling me tightly against him, all the while continuing to deep tongue my mouth with his kisses. I melted into Sam's arms. I was his to do with as he pleased. I didn't care what we did work-wise or sexually as long as I was doing it with Sam. Sam pulled my t-shirt off over my head and tossed in onto a hay bale. Then he knelt down and removed my boots. He unfastened the top button on my jeans, unzipped them and pushed them down my legs. My already-hard, cut, six-inch dick popped free. I stepped out of my jeans and left them lying on the floor. Sam leaned in and took my precum-leaking dick between his lips. He ran his tongue across the piss hole. It sent shivers through my body. Sam reached behind me and grasped my butt cheeks firmly in each hand as he pulled me toward him and my dick slid into his mouth. I placed my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as he blew me. Sam moved his head around, up and down, slathering my dick with his saliva. His hands kneaded my bubble butt as he sucked my throbbing dick. One of his hands cupped my smooth, shaved ball-sack, while a finger of his other hand found my sore, rosebud asshole. His finger moved slowly across my puckered hole, gently massaging it. I relaxed my sphincter wanting his finger to push inside me. He teased my hole as he tickled my dick with his tongue. Sam's head bobbed up and down on my hard, leaking dick and his finger left my asshole. He quickly removed his mouth from my dick, and generously wet his fingers with the mouthful of spit he had worked up on my dick. Just as quickly, my dick was back in his mouth and his finger was back at my asshole. He continued working my dick with his mouth and tongue and his finger pushed against the opening of my hungry, sore mancunt. I relaxed and his finger pushed inside me. My asshole was sore from the fucking he had given me earlier, but I wanted more. My ass never seems satisfied no matter how abused it has been. Sam pushed another finger inside me and was working his two fingers around, and in and out. He was massaging my prostate gland and my dick was leaking lots of precum. I was getting close. Sam gently squeezed my hairless balls and I came. My dick began pumping my warm manseed into Sam's mouth. My ass muscles were squeezing his fingers and he stroked my prostate. My cumload was shooting down Sam's throat and he was swallowing every drop. I bucked my hips against Sam's face as I fucked his mouth and dumped more cum. My balls had pulled up into my body as they drained themselves of sperm. Sam sucked my throbbing dick until there was no more discharge. Then he licked my dick clean. He licked my smooth ballsack. He removed his fingers from my ass and licked them clean. Then he stood and kissed me again. I could taste my cum lingering in his mouth. I pressed my body against Sam's worn overalls and held him tightly, as he held me. "Back to work," said Sam as he broke the embrace. Sam walked out the door of the house to the truck I grabbed up my clothes and boots and followed him. I could get dressed in the truck. "I have a surprise for you, later," Sam said as he started the truck, "But I couldn't wait." "I'm glad you couldn't wait," I replied as I put my jeans, t-shirt and boots on. We rode quietly back to Sam's farmhouse. Sam wasn't much of a talker, but when he talked, you'd better listen. It would be important. When we got back the Sam's farmhouse, he said, " We're going into town to take the milk to the creamery and get cattle feed. Then we're going out for dinner. I'm going to change clothes." With that, he went into the bedroom and pulled a nice-looking pair of jeans from his closet and a button-up shirt. He kicked off his boots and unfastened the single strap of his overalls and let them fall to the floor. His beautiful, large, uncut manhood hung softly down his thigh. I wanted to take it in my mouth and return the pleasure he had recently given me, but there was no way Sam's cock was going to fit in my mouth. My own dick stirred in my pants as I watched his handsome, muscular body move naked in front of me. Sam pulled the jeans up over his well-developed thighs and he tucked his manhood and heavy ballsack down inside the left leg of his jeans leaving nothing to the imagination. I would have changed into something nicer for dinner, except I had only brought one pair of jeans and one t-shirt, and that set had been covered in muddy shit. Sam put on his shirt which fit snuggly across his pecs and buttoned all but the top button. He stuffed his feet back into his boots, and we were ready to go. Sam backed the truck up to the dairy barn and I helped him load the milk cans onto the truck bed. We got in the cab and headed for town. Sam drove to the creamery first where the milk was transferred from the milk cans to the creamery tanks. Then Sam drove to the feed store where he bought one hundred bags of cattle pellets. After those were covered with a tarp and tied down we headed for supper. Sam drove to the nicest restaurant in town. It was expensive! I had never eaten there because of the cost. I felt under dressed as we entered and the maitre d' showed us to our table. Sam had made reservations for a table with a nice view over the lake. This was really special. The waiter brought us menus and a wine list. Neither of us drink, so we each ordered a large glass of milk. We both ordered ribeye steaks with baked potato and garden salad. My steak was medium and Sam's was rare. I couldn't believe i was sitting in the nicest restaurant in town across from my childhood hero. Our dinners were brought and we dined in style. We both ate quietly, smiling across the table at each other. We finished the meal and skipped dessert. As nice as dinner was, I couldn't wait to get back to Sam's farmhouse to enjoy Sam. Sam would be dessert. The twelve mile drive home seemed to take forever. Sam was his usual quiet self. I sat on the passenger side of the truck, respecting Sam's quietness and drinking in the handsomeness of my uncle. I wanted to memorize every feature of his face to have when I was home again by myself. As soon as we pulled up in front of the farmhouse, I jumped out, excited to be home to see what else would happen between Sam and I that night. I put my arm around his waist and his arm was around my shoulder as we walked side-by-side to the front door. He opened the door and let me enter first. I headed for the bedroom, but Sam said, "Wait. We gotta do the dishes before we go to bed." "Darn," I thought. I was ready to get naked and spend some quality time with naked Sam. "Do we have to?" I asked. "Yeah, or they draw ants if we leave them overnight," Sam replied as he headed into the Kitchen. I reluctantly followed. He washed and I dried. It did't take long. He was right. The dishes needed to be done or there would be ants all over the countertop in the morning. As soon as the last dish was dried and put away, Sam slapped me on my bubble butt and said, "Okay, now you can go to bed." I may have been planning on going to bed, but sleep was not in my plan. We walked into the bedroom. I immediately took off my shoes, work shirt and pants and stood naked beside the bed. Sam went into the bathroom and I could hear his piss stream falling into the toilet. When he returned to the bedroom, I watched as Sam removed his boots, shirt and jeans. His monster cock was resting between his legs. My dick was already beginning to rise due to the thoughts going through my head about his cock and muscular body. I planned to get to know him and his body really well before I went to sleep. but first, I had to piss. When I came out of the bathroom, Sam was already laying flat on his back in the bed, naked. His cock was standing rigidly upright, waiting for me. We both smiled at each other with thoughts of what we were going to do with each other tonight. I crossed to the bed and climbed in, straddling Sam's six pack abs and resting my firm bubble butt on his tumbleweed bush of pubes. I leaned down bringing my face close to Sam's face and said, "Thank you for the fantastic dinner." "You are very welcome," replied Sam. "That was a new experience for me, and I enjoyed experiencing it with you. I hope you were pleasantly surprised." "This entire day has been a pleasant surprise," I said. "The day isn't over," said Sam as he pulled my face down to his and kissed me gently on my lips. I opened my lips and allowed Sam's tongue to explore my mouth, as I relaxed and rested my body on top of Sam's. Our hands explored each other's body as my hips ground against Sam's giant erection. My balls were riding his huge cock as my own dick slid up and down along the side of his. I sucked on Sam's tongue and then we would trade and he would suck on mine. Both our cocks were leaking precum making our stomachs slippery and slidey. The hunger in my ass to be fucked became impossible to ignore. I broke the kiss and began kissing my way down Sam's muscled torso. I scooted my body downward as I sucked on each of his nipples until they were standing erect like large pencil erasers. I moved my face down across his washboard abs until his tumbleweed pubic bush was tickling my chin. The head of his uncut cock was in front of my mouth. I reached out my tongue and touched the piss hole and licked up the precum that was hanging there. Sam's cockhead swelled at the touch of my tongue, and more precum flowed out. I licked it up also. i loved the taste of Sam and wanted more. I slipped my lips over his purple plum cockhead, continuing to lick the fountain of precum. I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and tried to force as much of his cockhead inside as would fit, but his glans diameter exceeded my ability to open wide. Instead I had to accept "a good licking" was as good as I was going to be able to do to his cock with my mouth. I slobbered my mouth up and down the shaft of his cock, feeling the heavy veins under my tongue. When I had gotten it as wet as I could, I gathered a handful of spit and applied it to my waiting asshole. I raised myself on my feet, straddling Sam's hips. Grasping the heavy cock shaft and aiming it at the entrance to my mancunt, I lowered myself until I felt the bulbous cockhead pushing against my sphincter. I took a deep breath and made the "enormous need to shit" push and the cockhead pushed past the gates of my hungry hole. The door was open but I still needed to get Sam's mantool fully inside. I continued the deep breathing and forceful bowel push which allowed the enormous cock to gradually enter my shit chute. Yeah, it was painful, especially since I had already been fucked once today by this monster cock, but I wanted Sam inside me. I wanted to experience Sam's cock making love to me. I wanted to own Sam's cock. All this time Sam is patiently lying flat on his back, smiling up at me, allowing me to tame his tool. Finally, the dark brown, tumbleweed, pubic bush was flattened beneath my firm bubble butt cheeks. My ballsack is nestled, tickled in the bush. Success! Let me rest as I celebrate the achievement. I look into Sam's eyes. He is smiling with the straight, white teeth and the deep dimples. He knows what an achievement it is to conquer his cock, and is happy that someone has succeeded. Now let's fuck! I begin raising and lowering my body, slowly and only a little at a time at first. Gradually, I am able to withdraw until only the bulbous purple plum of cockhead is inside me and gradually lower myself down onto the tumbleweed bush again. I can feel Sam's battering ram gliding over my prostate gland as it moves in and out. Sam's eyes are closed as I watch him enjoy the sensations I am giving his cock. Very slowly, I increase my speed, raising and lowering my body on his throbbing cock. My own dick is leaking precum as my prostate is excited by the giant cock inside me. A big cock inside my asshole is always a major turn-on for me, but this big cock belongs to my childhood idol, Sam. The intense sexual sensations I am feeling in my colon are overwhelming as I ride this oversized phallus. It isn't that it is Sam's phallus. It could be a dildo or even a tree stump. I have never taken drugs, but I imagine the euphoria I am experiencing is like a drug high. I'm sure I can't take anything larger in diameter, but I definitely want more in length. Each time I lower my body to the base of this hard cock, I want more. I grind my butt cheeks against Sam's groin trying to get more cock inside me. Eventually, my movements on Sam's organ result in his orgasm. I become aware that Sam is bucking his hips up to meet my bubble butt as he shoots his cumload inside me. HIs orgasm brings me out of the sexual trance I have been in. I feel his cock expand inside me each time his goose egg balls pump more warm cum up into my greedy hole. My own dick begins to pump cum out over Sam's smooth muscular body. Each time I feel Sam's cock shoot cum, my own dick shoots cum. It is as if Sam's cum is shooting out of my own dick. We both ride the ecstasy of orgasm until we are spent and I collapse onto Sam. I lie on top of Sam breathing heavily. I can feel Sam under me breathing heavily also. His hands are moving up and down my back, calming me. When we have both caught our breath and our blood pressure has returned to normal, Sam says, "Wow. That was something." "Yeah, it was," I reply. We continue lying there, my face resting on Sam's round pecs, my hands on his muscular shoulders. I don't want this to end. Sam's softened cock slips out of my ass and I fall asleep. I woke up the next morning when Sam threw off the covers and yells, "Wake up!" I roll over in time to see Sam walk across the bedroom into the bathroom led by his nine -inch morning erection. I jump out of bed. I have to piss. Sam is in the shower as I stand over the toilet relieving myself. When I finish, I push back the shower curtain and step inside the shower beside him. He gives me a gentle kiss and continues to wash himself. I pick up the bar of soap and run it over my body. I unintentionally back my bubble butt into Sam's groin giving us both a reminder of our physical exertions the night before. I know I want to resume our previous night's activity, but there are cows to be milked. We rinse ourselves off and step out of the shower. Sam goes first and dries himself with the olive green towel. I step out of the shower just as Sam has finished with the towel which he tosses to me as he exits the bathroom. When I come out of the bathroom, Sam is dressed in his usual one-shouldered, bib overalls. I start to pick up my work pants and shirt, but Sam hands me something instead. "Here, wear these," Sam says. "Save your clothes for your trip home." Sam had given me a pair of his bib overalls. They were too big for me, but I crossed the straps over and rolled up the legs. They would do for today. By the time I got to the kitchen, Sam had breakfast on the stove; Fried eggs, bacon, toast, orange juice and coffee. I set the table with the blue willow dishes and we sat down to eat. Nothing was said about the night before. When we finished eating, we cleared the table, put the dishes in the sink and headed to the dairy barn. The cows were waiting. I put out the cattle feed as Sam let the first group of cows into the milking stations. I hosed down the stations after the first group were milked while Sam cleaned the suction tubes. The next group of cows were milked and released and we cleaned up the stations. When all was cleaned, Sam said, "I want to show you something." Sam led me over to one of the milking stations. He unfastened the shoulder straps of my overalls and they fell to the floor. I didn't know where this was going, but I like anything that involves being naked with Sam. Sam motioned for me to kneel on the raised concrete pad of the milking station, facing away from him. I was on my hands and knees with my sore, bare ass facing him. He took a length of baling twine and placed a slip knot around my ballsack. He tied the other end of the twine to the station above my ass, pulling my balls up and away from me. I wasn't going anywhere. Next he took one of the milking machine suction tubes and placed it on my now erect dick. He turned on the machine. The suction tube began working my hard dick. I was being milked! I had never experienced anything like the sensation of having my dick milked, but it felt great! A milking machine gives a fantastic blow job. Sam then dropped his own overalls and stepped out of them. He massaged my sore asshole with one hand. He poured a little milk over my ass and pushed a finger inside me. He worked his finger in and out and then added a second finger. Then he added three fingers and worked them in and out. My ass, sore as it was from yesterday's double pounding, was opening up. It wanted more. I could see Sam's hard, monster meat in his hand as he brought it toward my hole. He poured some milk over his cock and pushed it against the rosebud of my anus. He pushed forward and I opened my hole and took his hard, hot cock inside. It really hurt, but I wanted Sam's cock inside me every chance I got. I knew the pleasure would soon outweigh the pain. Taking Sam's enormous cock was getting easier. This time we were able to achieve complete entry a little faster. My hole was stretching to accommodate Sam's tool. I could feel the tumbleweed bush of pubes tickling my bubble butt as he pressed against me. Sam let me adjust to the fullness of his cock for a few minutes before he began to plow my hungry ass. The milking machine was sucking my dick and Sam was plowing my ass. I was in dairy heaven. The new sensation of the milking machine on my dick didn't take long to make me cum. I was shooting warm, creamy cum and it was being sucked into the milk can. Sam had both of his hands on my hips as he fucked my mancunt with a steady rhythm. I had shot my wad, my balls were stretched and drained, but the milking machine was still sucking. Sam continued to ream my ass with his rotor-rooter and I didn't sense any ending anytime soon. My balls were tied to the station railing so I wasn't going anywhere. I might as well accept my situation and enjoy it. I turned my thoughts to all that had happened this weekend, since I had first arrived; Supper with Sam, Sam sleeping beside me naked, seeing Sam's erect cock for the first time, breakfast with Sam, milking the cows, slipping in the cow shit, bathing in the river, Sam carrying me out of the river, my first fuck with Sam on the riverbank, Sam sucking my dick at the hay house, dinner at the restaurant, my euphoric ride on Sam's cock, Sunday morning breakfast, milking the cows and now I'm being milked and fucked again by Sam. I was awakened from my memories by Sam grunting and lunging at my ass as he proceeded to dump his morning cumload inside me. I would normally move my bubble butt back to meet his lunges, but my balls were tied to the station railing. Sam plowed my ass hard as he shot volley after volley of warm cum up inside my eager hole. The throbbing of Sam's large cock inside my ass as he pumped his seed caused me to cum again. The milking machine was till sucking my dick and drained another load from my over-used balls. It wouldn't be only my ass that was sore when I returned to work tomorrow. Sam's orgasm quieted down and he stopped moving behind me. His hands were still on my hips and his cock was still inside me and I squeezed it with my ass muscles. I milked his cock for all the sperm I could withdraw into my sore mancunt. Without withdrawing his cock, Sam reached around and removed the milking machine suction tube from my sore dick. He untied the baling twine from the station railing so my balls were free. Lastly, he withdrew his softening cock from my widely stretched asshole. He helped me back off of the station platform and turned me to face him. Sam took my face between both of his hands and gently kissed me on my lips. I opened my mouth and returned his kiss. I wrapped my arms around Sam's neck and melted into his arms. I didn't want this weekend to end. Sam leaned down and picked up our overalls . He handed me mine and we both dressed in the barn before starting back to the farmhouse. "What about my cum in the milk can?" I asked. "It won't be the first time someone got some extra protein in their morning milk," Sam laughingly replied as we left the barn and walked to the house. to be continued ***************************************************************** Credit to Farmer Sam on Twitter for the idea of using the milking machine. I encourage you to support Nifty.org financially to keep these stories available to us. There is a cost for server leasing and the website manager should get something for maintaining the site. If you like my story, I would enjoy hearing from you. You may e-mail me at billy.razor@outlook.com. Thanks for reading, William "Billy" Razeur