Farm Hands

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Farm Hands - Chapter 2: Moving in Day

The following week, Cole was in his bedroom packing a suitcase. He had gotten an email from Jim with suggested things to bring. He packed three pairs of overalls and some shirts, underwear, and socks. He put some toiletries in his travel bag and packed his trimmer. Once he was all done, he closed the case and put on his boots, and headed out onto the porch. He had already said goodbye to his parents in the morning before they left on some errands, so he sat on the steps to the front door and petted his dog till he saw Dave's truck come up the driveway.

The two boys made their way over to the farm and arrived about 3:30 pm. As they came down the dirt road, they saw a sign pointing down another path that wound its way around the property until it came up beside the place where they would be staying. They saw two trucks parked behind the house and drove back there and got out and grabbed their bags.

As they approached the house, a short, red-headed boy came over to them and stuck out his hand.

"Howdy! My name is Jake."

"Hey, Jake," Cole said as he shook his hand. "I'm Cole."

"And I am Dave," Dave said as he shook his hand.

Jake looked down on a clipboard he had and checked off next to their names.

"Great, let's get you inside and situated," Jake said. "I will be taking care of the house while you are here. I will prepare your meals and wash your clothes and ensure that you all are where you need to be during the day and when we are serving clients. If you have questions, come to me first."

"That sounds good," Cole said.

Dave noticed a chain collar around Jake's neck with a silver tag on it. It had Jake's name on it and a phone number and under it had the code 'MSL0'.

"Is that the tag we will be wearing that Mike told us about?" Dave said as he pointed.

Jake reached up and touched the tag on his collar and smiled.

"Yes, I will be issuing yours as soon as we get you settled. But please refer to him as Master Mike while you are on the farm. Likewise, please refer to his nephew as Master Jim."

"Ok," Dave said.

Jake showed the two into the house and down the hall. He turned into the first bedroom and pointed.

"This is where you will be staying, Cole. You will be sleeping on the top bunk to your right. I will be below you and Pete will be sleeping on the bottom bunk to the left. You will meet him shortly."

"What about me?" Dave asked.

"You are in the bull's room. That is the next room down."

"The bull's room?" Cole asked.

"I will explain, I promise. Dave, please follow me," Jake said.

Jake moved down the hall and showed Dave where he would be sleeping. He had the bottom bunk to the left and he would have two roommates that had not shown up yet.

"Please place your things on your bed for now and follow me."

The boys did as they were told and followed Jake into the common room and over to a table on the far side. Jake pulled out a box with Cole's name on it and opened it. Inside was a chain collar like the one he wore with a silver tag that had Cole's name, a phone number, and the code 'MGL0' he had seen before. Jake placed it around Cole's neck and then used some pliers to close a link in the chain to permanently attach it.

"That will never come off while you are working here," Jake said.

As Cole grabbed the tag to look at it, Jake turned and opened up another box. Inside was a similar chain collar, but the tag was gold and had the code 'BBC5' under it. Jake had Dave lean over and he attached it around Dave's neck as he had done to Cole.

"I know you might have questions about the collars, tags, and codes, but that will be explained to you at orientation once everyone has arrived," Jake said. "Now Dave, you need to be injected with this."

Jake pulled out a syringe with some pale liquid in it and held it up.

"What's that for?" Dave asked.

"As Master Mike should have explained, you can be asked to take supplements or injections to keep you in top form. This has been formulated to assist you in your role here. You can take the shot, or you can leave and forfeit your contract."

"No, I will take it," Dave said as he held up his arm.

"It's not that kind of shot," Jake said. "Please bend over and pull your pants down just a bit."

Dave smirked and turned and unbuckled his pants and pulled them down to reveal his buttock. Jake wiped the skin with an alcohol wipe and then took the cap off the syringe and plunged it into Dave's muscle and pushed the contents into him. Dave cringed and let out a grunt. When the syringe was empty, Jake pulled it out and wiped the area and turned to dispose of it. Dave turned, buckled his pants, and rubbed his ass.

"You will be getting that shot once more tomorrow morning and then every other morning while you are here," Jake said.

"Wonderful," Dave groaned.

"What about me?" Cole asked.

"As a mare, you won't need the booster shots, but I do have some supplements for you to take," Jake said.

"Wait a moment," Cole said. "Why did you call me a mare?"

"I will explain, I promise you," Jake said. "Please be patient. For now, I need you to take one each of L-Arginine, Zinc, and Magnesium."

Jake held out the bottles and dispensed a capsule each to Cole and then handed him a glass of water. Cole swallowed the pills and then finished off the glass of water before handing it back.

"You need to take those every morning while you work here," Jake said. "I will dispense them and record that you have taken them."

"Got ya," Cole said.

The front door opened as Jake turned to put the glass down and a young man walked in. He was of average height and weight, but nicely defined arm muscles. He had long, curly hair and a goatee.

"Gentlemen, this is Pete," Jake said. "He will be rooming with Cole and me."

Pete smiled and walked over and shook their hands. He had a collar around his neck already and his tag had the code 'MBC2' on it and was silver like Cole's.

"Glad to meet you two," Pete said. "You from around here?"

"We live about two hours away," Dave said.

"Nice," Pete said. "I'm from Kentucky."

"We can do no more until the other two bulls get here, so please go outside and enjoy yourselves for the time being," Jake said as he grabbed his clipboard and returned down the hall.

"What the hell is with this bull and mare thing?" Cole asked.

"Don't ask me, I am just as confused," Pete said. "He's a dodgy one."

The three walked out onto the front porch and sat down on the chairs that were out there and looked out over the pasture in front of them.

"How did you hear about this place?" Dave asked Pete.

"The son of the owner here goes to my college. He and I got to talking and he put me in touch with Jim. Well, I guess I should say 'Master Jim' now. Anyway, the money seemed right and I am a bit of a whore anyway. What about you two?"

"We go to the same college as Master Jim," Cole said. "He told us about it right before we left campus."

"Nice!" Pete said. "Well, I was not expecting to get fucked by the owner during my interview, but here we are."

"Yeah," Cole said as he looked at Dave. "That interview process was unique."

Dave smiled and rubbed Cole's back and they turned when they heard another truck come up the driveway and park in front of the house. Two men got out and walked over to the porch and came up the steps. As they did so, the three stood up. Jake came out of the house and walked over to greet them.

"Are you Frank and Kevin?"

"That we are. I'm Kevin and this is Frank."

Kevin was a preppy-looking man with blond hair. He had a deep voice and a broad chest with defined arms and legs. Frank had darker skin and thick, wavy hair, and a dense beard.

Jake shook their hands and introduced them to Dave, Cole, and Pete. He then showed them inside and the three followed the new arrivals into the common room. The three sat down on the sofa and chairs as Jake showed Frank and Kevin their rooms. He then brought them into the common room and injected them both in the ass with the same type of syringe that Dave received. They then had collars and tags placed around their necks that were gold-colored like Dave's.

"Now that you are all here, everyone take a seat and I will answer some questions," Jake said.

"Finally, some answers," Pete replied.

"As I explained to the three of you that were here earlier, I am your housekeeper. I will fix your meals, keep your rooms tidy, wash your clothes, and will keep you on schedule during the day. At night, when we are seeing clients, I will tell you where you need to be and what you will be doing. Each of you has collars and tags. The tags have your names and emergency contact numbers. Below this is your farm code. We have three bulls this summer: Dave, Frank, and Kevin. Your tags are gold in color and the first letter of the code refers to this designation. This indicates you will be using your well-endowed equipment to please our clients. The second letter in the code refers to your preference. Dave here was coded as bisexual, though I do understand you prefer men. Frank is coded 'G' for gay only and Kevin here is our straight man and will be assisting Dave with our female clients."

"Fuck, yeah," Kevin said as he pumped his fist. "We are here to breed."

Dave had a half-smile and gulped as he continued to listen.

"Cole, you and Pete are mares. This means you will be using your ass and mouths for pleasure exclusively. Cole is coded as gay only and I have you as bisexual, Pete."

"Yeah, that is fine," Pete said. "I'm happy to eat out a pussy as well as ass. No difference to me."

"Yes, well, thank you for that," Jake said. "I am also considered a mare, but I will mostly be handling the assignments for you five. However, as a straight man, I can also help with the oral pleasures of our female clients."

"So, you explained the first two letters of the code," Pete said. "What about the other two?"

"I was getting to that," Jake said as he rolled his eyes. "The third letter indicates if you will be a cummer or a lock." As bulls, Dave, Frank, and Kevin will obviously be cumming. The injection I gave you will make your body produce more semen and increase your sex drive. It will increase the size and potency of your loads and make you cum more often."

"Oh wonderful," Frank said. "I already jack off enough during the day as it is."

"Well, you will no longer be jacking off while you work here," Jake said. "Each of you had your semen volumes measured during your interviews with Master Mike. That is the number at the end of your tag. Dave, you had the most production at 5 ml of semen. Frank came in at 3 ml and Kevin at 4 ml. This is your baseline number and will be increased dramatically with your injections. However, it is a good guide to your potency. Since the injections will be increasing your sperm production and your sex drive, each of you will be milked in the morning and after lunch to keep your production up. A third milking in the evening will be performed if you are not used to satisfy clients."

"What do you mean by milking?" Dave asked.

"We have a device in the barn that will attach to your cock. It will induce you to orgasm and pull the load from your body and store it. Dave, you and Kevin had very high sperm mobility numbers when your samples were analyzed. As college-educated men, your seed is highly desirable. So, when your semen is collected by the milking machine, there will often be an attendant there to obtain it and sell it to a few fertility clinics, as spelled out in the contract you signed. This is another way we make money here."

"I knew I should have read that contract more carefully," Dave groaned. "So, I could be a dad one day?

"A DNA doner, yes," Jake said.

Dave sighed. Kevin, meanwhile, seemed to be loving what he was hearing.

"Glad to hear my superior seed will be useful."

"So, I have a question," Cole said. "If the 'C' on their tags means they are cummers, what does the 'L' for lock mean?"

"That means you will be in chastity like me," Jake said.

"Chastity?" Cole asked, shocked.

"Dude!" Kevin said as he looked over at Cole.

"Yes," Jake said. "Mike has determined that your dick is too small to be of any use. However, he feels that keeping you locked up will keep you horny and leaking and ready to have your ass used. Plus, many of our clients like the look of a caged boy. Please stand up and come over here."

Dave looked over at Cole concerned. Cole had a disturbed look on his face as he got up and walked over to where Jake was standing. Jake grabbed another box from the table and opened it.

"Please drop your pants and underwear," Jake said.

"What?" Cole exclaimed. "Here and now?"

"Yes, here and now," Jake said. "Everyone in this room will be naked around each other often during your time here, you have nothing to be ashamed about."

"I don't know about this," Cole said.

"Do you want to leave and forfeit your contract?" Jake asked.

"Cole, it is ok, we are all guys," Dave said.

"Some of us more than others it seems," Kevin said with a smirk.

Dave reached over and punched him in the arm.

"Not helping."

Cole unbuckled his pants and took down his overalls and then slowly dropped his underwear. His small cock was pulled back and hiding more than normal.

"Damn, dude," Kevin said as he looked. "Where is your cock?"

"Fuck off, man," Dave replied. "You don't have to be a jerk."

"Yeah, cool it, Kevin," Frank said.

Kevin rolled his eyes and leaned back on the couch and Jake turned and pulled out a device from the box.

"This is your chastity device," Jake said.

Jake pulled out a ring and fit it around Cole's cock and balls and then pushed it back against his groin. He then grabbed a small cage and fitted it on the ring. The cage covered Cole's head and had no room for him to obtain an erection past that. Jake inserted an integrated brass lock and turned the key and removed it and Cole reached down and grabbed his cage and shook it.

"This thing is so small," Cole said. "What happens when I try to get hard."

"You will just swell in the cage," Jake said. "The device will prevent erections."

"So, I can't jack off?" Cole asked.

"No," Jake said. "Again, Master Mike has determined you are too small to be of use and should have your cock locked away. If you can orgasm while being fucked, then that is fine. The supplements you will be taking will make you hornier, though, and you will precum a lot more. The intent is that you will be ready to be fucked when the clients want you and you will leak a lot to show them you are interested."

"But, what if I can't orgasm from anal?" Cole asked.

"Then we may have to manually milk you, but we will cross that bridge when we come to it," Jake said.

Jake undid his belt and pulled his pants down and showed his chastity device. It was identical to Cole's but had a slightly larger cage on it.

"I have one too, as you see, so you are not alone," Jake said.

"This is so fucked up," Cole said as he stared at his caged cock.

"What about me?" Pete asked. "I'm a mare too. Do I have to wear a cage?"

"No," Jake said. "We have two caged boys: me and Cole. You do have a functional, average-sized cock, and as a bisexual boy, it might be of use. But you will be primarily a submissive. You are not to be caught jacking off. Like Cole, you are to cum from anal stimulation only, unless the client asks you to penetrate them, chooses to jack you off, or asks you to pleasure yourself."

"Can I use the milking machine like the bulls?" Pete asked.

"No, the milking machine is for their use only," Jake said.

Pete groaned and Jake pulled his pants up and then turned to address the other boys.

"I will have dinner ready at 7 pm. Until then, you are on your own. Dave, Frank, and Kevin, I will need you to report to the building next door at 8 pm. You will have your first milking this evening to familiarize you with the process."

Jake turned and grabbed his clipboard and left the room and Cole pulled his pants up and came over and sat next to Dave. Dave was concerned and put his arm around the boy and hugged him.

"Are you ok, bud?"

"This is so fucked up," Cole repeated.

"Say the word and we can both leave and go home," Dave said. "I'm not entirely thrilled with this myself."

"No, I will stay, but I just was not expecting this," Cole said.

"I hear ya," Dave replied.

The boys spent the next few hours wandering around the farm and relaxing on the front porch. Jake called them to dinner at 7 pm with the ringing of a bell and they came into the common area. When they were all gathered, Jake led them through the kitchen and into the attached dining area beyond.

"Bulls sit around the round table to the right, the mares will be eating at the square table to the left," Jake said.

Dave and Cole had walked in together and Dave rubbed Cole's back and smiled at him before walking over to the round table and sitting down with Frank and Kevin. Cole pulled out a chair and sat across from Pete and Jake went into the kitchen and brought food to the round table first.

Each boy was given a plate that contained sliced turkey, asparagus, sliced tomatoes, and fresh berries. A basket of rolls was also laid out and each was given a glass of water.

"Ugh, asparagus," Frank replied, with disgust.

"You will eat it all, Frank," Jake said. "Your meals have been specifically prepared to meet your nutritional needs and keep up your sperm count and libido."

Frank looked down and poked the vegetables with his fork and sighed.

Jake disappeared into the kitchen and when he reappeared, he brought places for Cole and Pete and set one for himself. They were given a large salad that included small chunks of turkey, lots of leafy greens, vegetables, and slices of strawberries. Jake then placed a glass full of dark liquid in front of each of them.

"What's in this?" Pete asked, holding up his glass.

"That is a special shake," Jake replied. "Mares are on a controlled diet since their asses will be used by our clients. You will be provided foods with high fiber content and the shakes will satisfy your protein and other nutritional requirements."

Cole brought the glass to his nose and sniffed it and nearly gagged. It smelled awful. Hoping it tasted better than it looked, he took a sip and nearly vomited.

"Gawd that is disgusting!" Cole replied.

"You will get used to it," Jake said. "This is my third year to work on the farm and it took me a while to stomach it. You must finish it all, though."

Cole put the glass back down and poked at his salad.

"Everyone eat up," Jake said.

Cole looked over at Dave at the next table as Jake sat down next to him to eat. Dave was talking to Frank and seemed to be enjoying his dinner. While Jake did not mind a salad, he was hoping for something more substantial.

"Are we allowed to go out and find our own food if we want?" Cole asked Jake.

"Absolutely not," Jake replied as he drank half the glass of the nutritional mixture and then dived into the salad. "These meals will provide everything you will need. If you are caught with other types of food, you can be dismissed."

"What about alcohol?" Cole asked.

"No," Jake said. "There will be no alcohol allowed on the property. That can affect your health and reduce your fitness."

Cole groaned. He was beginning to think that no amount of money was worth this misery. He looked over at Pete who had made good progress on his salad and was staring at his drink.

"Do you want to try chugging it together?" Cole asked.

"I guess," Pete said.

"Hold your nose with one hand while you down it with the other," Cole said. "Maybe that will help."

"Good idea!" Pete said.

The boys grabbed their glasses and held their noses and then began to tip the glass back and swallow the concoction. Even holding his nose, Cole could taste the vile drink. He swallowed as fast as he could and nearly gagged twice before it was gone and he placed the glass back on the table. Pete finished just after he did and wiped his mouth and his face was twisted.

"Ugh, I don't think I will ever get used to that," Pete said.

After about thirty minutes, the boys heard a truck pull up and someone come inside the house. They looked up when they saw Jim walk into the dining room.

"Well, how are my boys doing? Are you settling in?"

"They are doing well so far, Master Jim," Jake said as he turned and stood up.

"How is the food?" Jim asked.

"Not bad," Kevin said.

"Could do with some different vegetables, but I'll manage," Frank said.

"What about my mares here?" Jim asked as he looked over at Cole and Pete.

Cole put his fork down and looked up at Jim. He debated telling the boy that he could take the job and shove it, but he decided to bite his tongue instead.

"It's filling, Sir."

"That's good to hear," Jim said. "Jake, please be sure you get them conformed before bedtime and I will open the stalls for the bull's evening milking. Our clients will start coming in tomorrow. I will send you the details shortly."

"Very well, Sir," Jake said.

"I will see you all tomorrow, then," Jim replied as he walked out the door.

"What did he mean by conforming?" Frank asked.

"As detailed in your contract, you all may be requested to adhere to certain grooming habits," Jake replied. "Everyone will have their hair cut to a short length. Crew cuts are acceptable if you prefer. Beards are allowed for the bulls, but they must be well-groomed and kept at a short to medium length. For the mares, Cole will be allowed short facial hair, but Master Mike has requested that Pete be shorn. That means no hair from the neck down and no facial hair."

"What?" Pete exclaimed.

"You heard me," Jake said. "I will assist you in removing all of your body hair later today."

"Fuck, me!" Pete groaned.

Cole reached over and held Pete's hand.

"You ok, bud?"

"I'm beginning to regret coming here," Pete said.

After dinner was over, Jake directed the boys into the common area and then cleaned up the dining room and kitchen. At 8 pm, he came back into the room and got their attention.

"Dave, Frank, and Kevin, please follow me."

The boys got up and followed Jake as he led them out the front and over to the building next door. One of the barn doors was cracked and he led them inside. As they entered, they found themselves in a room that stretched from one side of the barn to the other but was not very deep. Couches lined the walls and a desk sat to their right with a staircase that led up to a second level.

"This is the lobby," Jake said. "Clients wait here until they are greeted for their appointments. Up the staircase are four private rooms with a bed and chairs. Frank, you will be assigned the first room on the left. It is called the blue room. Dave, your room is next. It is the green room. Around the corner, you will find room three, the red room. This will be yours, Kevin."

"What is the last room used for?" Dave asked.

"That is a larger room in case a client books two or more of you," Jake said.

Jake walked over next to the staircase and opened a door and went inside. The boys followed him and they walked down a narrow hallway and then turned right. To the right of them along another hallway were two doors that led to bathrooms and were labeled 'men' and 'women'. As they came to the end of the hall, they saw it branch off to their right and continue down, but Jake opened the door in front of them and walked in.

When the boys came in behind him, Jake switched on the lights and they saw three stalls in front of them. Each contained a padded piece of furniture and there were tubes and devices on the walls. To their right was a desk and beside it was a tall cabinet.

"This is the milking room," Jake said. "You will report here every morning at 7 am and at 1 pm after lunch. If you are not scheduled to service a client in the evening, then you will also report here at 8 pm. This is normally staffed by a technician during the day who will prepare Dave and Kevin's collected semen for transport to the fertility clinic. For tonight and during all evening collections, it will be used for other purposes."

"What other purposes?" Kevin asked.

"Master Mike does not like to waste his bull's potent seed, so what is not sent to the clinic is mixed into the mare's nutritional shake," Jake said.

"Dude, you gotta drink my jizz?" Kevin asked with a laugh.

"It is a good source of protein for me and the other mares," Jake said without an expression.

"Ok, so I have to ask," Dave said. "How is our semen collected?"

"I will show you," Jake said. "First, I need each of you to take your clothes off and hang them in this cabinet here.

Jake opened the door behind him and pointed to some hangers on a rod. The boys took their boots off and put them on the floor of the cabinet and then stripped down and hung their clothes. When Kevin dropped his underwear, Dave saw that the boy was well-endowed. Frank had a nice set of balls and a smaller soft cock that was nestled in a dense bush of hair.

After the boys were naked, Jake turned and pulled out a trimmer from a drawer in the desk. He plugged it in and turned it on and walked over to Frank.

"What are you going to do?" Frank asked.

"Trim your pubic region," Jake said. "You each need to keep your groins trimmed for the devices."

Frank stood still and watched and Jake grabbed his balls and moved them to the side and trimmed around them. Hair began to fall to the floor in clumps and by the time he was done, he had just a stubble over his entire crotch.

"I hope this does not itch," Frank said.

"Kevin, you are next," Jake said.

Jake trimmed Kevin and then turned to Dave and finished trimming him last. Once the boys were all shorn, Jake put the trimmer away and used a soft brush to wipe away the stray hairs. He then grabbed three hand towels from the desk and handed them each one.

"I will sweep up your hair from the floor," Jake said. "While I am doing that, go down the hall to the bathroom and use the antibacterial soap and water to wash your groin," Jake said. "You will find a sink that is mounted at knee height to assist you with this."

Dave walked out the door first and down the hall and entered the bathroom to his left. Inside was a toilet and normal sink and to his left there was a sink that was mounted farther down. It was narrow and he was able to straddle it and turn on the water and use the soap in a dispenser to rub over his crotch, balls, and cock, and get a good lather going before washing it away. Once he was done, he dried himself off and walked out and Kevin came in next. When each boy had finished, they returned down the hall to the milking room.

"Good," Jake said. "Dave, you and Kevin will need to do this for every morning and afternoon collection. We want to keep your groin area as sterile as possible during collection for the clinic. Now, let's get you all set up. I will show you how to mount the stands, but you will do this on your own from this point forward."

Jake showed Dave over to the first stall on the left. In front of him was a long, padded bench with two sides that were lower down. In front was a tube that was mounted at a slight angle below the padded part that had smaller plastic tubes coming out of it. Dave looked inside the tube and saw it glistened.

"This will be your stall, Dave. To mount the bench inside it, you place your body on the long, padded part and your legs will rest on the sides below," Jake said. "Your cock will slide in this tube as you get on. The sheathe inside the milking tube is replaced after every use."

Dave was nervous and was unsure what to do next and Jake guided him over. Dave put his knees on the sides of the bench and crawled onto it and rested his body weight on the top bar. He then scooted forward until he felt the tube and Jake grabbed his cock and slid it inside.

"That looks like a fuck bench," Frank said as he watched Dave mount.

"That is basically what it is," Jake said. "With the addition of the milker here on the back. Are you comfortable, Dave?"

Dave adjusted himself a few times and then tilted his head to the side.

"I'm good."

Jake turned to Frank next and helped him mount the bench in the middle stall and Kevin took the stall at the right end. Jake stepped back and looked at the three men. Their bare asses and feet were hanging out of the stalls and their cocks were inserted into the tubes mounted below them. Their balls each hung low below the tubes. Jake walked over to the wall beside each boy and pressed a switch and the sounds of pumps starting to rev up echoed in the room.

Dave felt the tube grip his cock and start to pulse. It startled him at first, but the feeling was pleasant. With a 'slurping sound', he listened as it massaged and milked his shaft. His cock hardened immediately from the sensation and as it filled the tube, the grip got stronger.

"Holy fuck!" Dave said.

He wiggled his feet and groaned as the machine started to do its job.

"You got that right!" Kevin said. "This is better than a blowjob!"

Frank groaned in the stall next to him and Dave forgot about the weirdness of the day as he felt the tube caress his shaft. He precummed and as he did so, the fluids were collected inside the sheathe and then sucked and pulled away down a plastic tube to a collection vial.

"Each of you will need to produce at least 6 ml of semen during each milking," Jake said. "If you cannot do this during your first emission, then the device will continue to work you till you shoot again. For tonight, however, you each only need to shoot once."

Dave was half paying attention and moaning as he felt his cock being stroked. He had heard of milking machines for masturbation before but had never experienced one. As the device continued to work him, he felt the suction and intensity increase.

"Oh, fuck!" Dave groaned.

The intensity slowly increased every few seconds and Dave found himself breathing harder. He gripped the bench and closed his eyes. As he felt the tube pull on him more, he heard Frank next to him groaning loudly.

"Very good, Frank!" Jake said. "That was a nice load!"

Kevin came next and Dave heard him grunt as the sensations overcame him. A few moments later, Dave felt his balls lift and his shaft engorged as he shot his first load. He let out an audible moan as the device sucked on him and carried his seed down to the collection vial below. As he let his broad chest collapse and he caught his breath, he felt the machine begin to ramp down and his cock pulled back as it softened.

"Excellent work," Jake said. "I know why you were hired as bulls."

Jake helped each of the boys off the bench and then collected the three vials and measured the amount in each. He recorded the numbers in a logbook and then capped and placed the vials in a container that he had brought with him. He then pulled the plastic sheathes out of each device and put them in a receptacle for sterilization and cleaning.

"Excellent, do you all understand the process now?" Jake asked.

"Fuck yeah," Kevin said. "That is nice!"

"Good," Jake said. "Get dressed and we will head back to the house."

As the boys walked back, Cole and Pete were sitting on the front porch talking. Frank, Kevin, and Jake went inside and Dave came over and sat next to Cole.

"How did it go, Dave?" Cole asked.

"Fucking fantastic," Dave said. "It was one of those masturbation machines like we saw in porn online. Felt amazing and drained me well."

Cole smiled and then reached down and felt his cock in its cage. Dave saw him and put his arm around his friend.

"I'm sorry, I forgot about your cage. When did you cum last?

"Yesterday," Cole said. "I wish I had jacked off before we came here."

"Does the chastity device hurt?" Pete asked.

"No," Cole said. "But it is not exactly comfortable. I could do with a milking, myself."

Dave rubbed Cole's shoulders and Cole leaned over and put his head on the boy's chest. Dave leaned his head over on him and smiled.

"Well, if it is too much for you, let me know," Dave said.

"Thanks, bud," Cole said.

Jake stepped outside a few minutes later and turned to the boys.

"Pete, come in here. It is time to shave you."

Pete groaned and slowly got up and followed Jake inside and the door closed behind them.

"See, it could be worse," Dave said. "Imagine all of your body hair being taken off."

"True," Cole replied. "It would take Jake an hour to shave me clean."

Dave laughed and hugged Cole as they watched the fireflies in the field light up and move around.