Part III
The following Monday had come and Paul and I had gone out to the barn to do the morning chores. I was in my usual attire, a pair of work boots, a jock strap, and a hooded sweatshirt. But what was unusual was that after chores I didn't get fucked like I usually did. I figured that something must be brewing.
That entire day we spent preparing the combine and other equipment for that coming week. We changed belts and lubed different parts. By the end of the day I was covered in black grease and dirt, I looked more like a dirty auto mechanic than a dirty farm stud/hand/bitch. But only wearing a pair of work boots, a jock strap, and a sweatshirt you can imagine what I looked like.
It was that afternoon that Paul told me the two boys were coming to help combine the corn for the next week or two. They were going to come to help with chores tonight and then stay for the next week or longer. My heart started beating real fast as I became really nervous. My cock grew hard almost instantly at hearing the news. Though I was wondering if Paul was going to reveal me to them the way I was, as his little bitch that he fucked whenever he pleased. I would soon find out.
Paul told me, "Bend over for your but plug. I want you to wear your plug until I take it out for you. Then I want you to take off your jock strap and go up to the house and put on a pair of coveralls." I bent over and Paul slid the plug into place. As always it began to drive me wild as it rubbed against me prostrate. It was unusual for Paul to let my erection hang free from my jock strap. But it felt good to let my cock and balls hang free from the confining jock strap. But I was confused, I didn't know if this meant that Paul was going to try and conceal our true relationship as Master and bitch/slave from two these two studs? Or if he had something else in mind, but ultimately I had no choice in the matter and I had to trust my master.
I returned to the barn wearing the coveralls. Paul inspected me thoroughly. He said, "Good, that's just the way I want you." As he padded my bulging hard on as it pressed against the coverall I was wearing. Anyone who looked at me could tell I had a raging erection bulging under the coveralls. But this is the way Paul wanted me.
Paul ordered me up to the hay mow to get some hay down to put in the feeding bins. When I was up there the two young men came that were going to help out. Their names were Alan and Brian. They were two absolute studs, I couldn't imagine where Paul found these two men.
Then Paul started shouting up to me in the loft, "Hey Eric, Bitch, get down here and meet our new help." I came down and took off my leather gloves and introduced myself. They were both absolutely gorgeous, hard firm young men in their early twenties. Alan had sandy brown hair and Brian was a stunning red head. They both were wearing jeans, work boots, and a sweatshirt.
These men made their living by plowing snow in the wintertime. Then in the Spring and Fall they would help farmers with planting and harvest. Then in the Summer they just did odd jobs and helped farmers bale hay. They had a great setup all year round, and bodies that would allow them to make a living anytime of the year.
It would have been hard not to notice my bulging cock under my coveralls. Alan and Brian instinctively moved their eyes to the bulge in my coveralls. They didn't say anything but were clearly aware that I was aroused. Little did they know I was impaled on a giant prong up my ass jetting up against my prostrate.
"Well men, lets get to work and finish milking so we can have some fun." Paul said. We all helped and finished milking the cows in record time with all the assistance.
After chores we stood in the barn and Paul explained to our new help my role for them. "Men, I want you to know Eric here is at your disposal for anything you need and desire! And I mean anything! I know you men will be away from your women for the next week and you'll need to release some of that sexual buildup. He will do anything you ask or force on him. Watch this guys..." Paul turned to me and told me to take my coveralls off. I did as I was told. My cock bounced free and to attention as I stood there half naked. "Now kneel down and get your bitch ass over here and start licking my crotch," he ordered. I did as he ordered and started licking the denim over his crotch. Paul pressed my head into his growing bulge.
Alan and Brian just looking in amazement at my obedience. I knew I was a well trained bitch, but I didn't have a choice in the matter. Brian the more outgoing and loud one said, "Holy shit man, look at that! He'll do anything? Wow man you sure have that bitch trained!" As he laughed with his friend.
"Can I really ask him to do anything?" Brian asked.
"Hell ya man, try it! He is here for your every want and need." Paul said to Brian.
Brian looked down and kicked a rock with his dirty work boot trying to think of something to have me do. "Hey bitch why don't you come over here and lick my work boots clean." Brian ordered. Now if you ever worked in a dairy barn and milked cows you'll know that its not uncommon to get your work boots full of cow shit. I knew I had no choice in the matter, so I knelt down in front of Brian and lowered my head to his boots and started licking. As I tongue bathed his boots Brian and Alan both were visually becoming seriously aroused at the prospect of what this meant. Brian began rubbing his crotch.
Finally Brian stopped me and said, "That's good bitch. Real good! Now why don't you come up here and put that mouth to good use." He grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head into his crotch. In a frantic hurry he unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down and let his 8 inch rod bounce free. Within seconds I was deep throating this new farm stud. His cock slid in and out of my mouth with great force. He held my head firm as he thirsted his hips back and forth. There was nothing easy or gentile the way he was forcing his throbbing cock down my throat. You could tell Brian was becoming lost in the moment.
Alan wasted no time and whipped his cock out as well and began stroking himself. Brian pulled Alan over close to him and began kissing him passionately. It was obviously the first time the two studs started to explore each other. With the both of them kissing each other, it brought of their cocks close so I started giving attention to both of their cocks, sucking and licking each of their cocks. Then I heard Paul from behind me say, "Alan, why don't you mount my boy from the ass end that way each of you can have a nice piece.
Alan didn't need any coaxing. He asked, "You mean I should fuck him up the ass? You mean stick my cock up his ass? Holy shit man!"
It was then that I realized just how inexperienced these studs were. But I assure you they were learning fast, real fast. Paul said to him, "you can do whatever you want. Nothing is off limits when it comes to my little bitch."
Alan pulled his cock away from my mouth and moved to the back of me so that he could begin to mount me. Alan had a beautiful cock that was about 7 inches long. It was very thick with a huge bulging head on it. Alan didn't know much about fucking guys up the ass. He wasted no time and shoved his cock deep into my ass. But being impaled on my normal dildo and ass plug prepared me well for fast action thrusting cocks like what Alan was doing to me. I was being impaled from both ends with two beautiful farm stud cocks. The sight would have made anyone blow their wad just watching me being raped by these two studs.
It didn't take long and Paul was blowing his juices deep into my throat. Streams and streams of hot juice was hitting the back of my throat. Knowing I brought a new master to fulfillment brought such satisfaction to myself. Paul moaned and groaned as I milked him dry.
Meanwhile Alan continued thrusting his cock up my ass. He was shouting at his buddy Brian, "Holy fuck man, Brian this is fucking awesome. It's like better then pussy. You got to try this man." Paul and Brian just laughed at him as he whaled on my ass thrusting harder and harder. I was now giving Alan all of my attention to his invading cock. Being controlled and in the possession of this invading stud was driving me wild.
I started yelling at him, "Fuck me you stallion, harder, harder...I love it!" Though Alan wasn't consciously trying to arouse me, he was. His thrusting cock was hitting me right in the right spot and it was driving me crazy. I began to blow my wad. Blowing my wad without permission was a big no no with my master Paul. But I had absolutely no control on this one.
The cumming action of my cock caused me to clamp down on Alan's cock jutting up my ass. He started screaming and it was at this point that I felt the warm juices fill my inner ass. It felt so good to have this new stud blow himself up my ass.
Paul satisfied at the first session with his new help. Paul said to me, "Boy, aren't you going to thank your new masters for their assault on you?"
I said, "Yes sir. Thank you sirs! Thank you for violating me! Thank you for making me deep throat your cocks. Thank you for fucking my ass real hard! If I can be of any service to you please don't hesitate to ask. Thank you sirs!"
Paul said, "that's a way boy, that's better. Now get your fucking ass up to the house and make dinner! These men I am sure have worked up a good appetite."
I said, "Sir, Yes sir." I stood up trying to regain my composure after I just got deep throated and fucked up the ass by these two new farm studs. Paul threw my hooded sweatshirt at me and told me to get up to the house and start dinner. Feeling violated and assaulted I walked up to the house from the barn. Of course I only had on my sweatshirt and work boots.
I quickly got to work on dinner. When the men came in from the barn twenty minutes later they told me it smelled great. Both Brian and Alan both came into the kitchen and gave me a big hug and a passionate kiss.
When Brian hugged me he said, "I know what your mouth feels like. But after dinner I am going to try out that ass for dessert." He then slapped me on the ass and winked at me.
I served them dinner in my usual attire. Now that I was inside I took off my dirty barn sweatshirt. So I served them completely naked. Brian and Alan both raved at all of my wonderful abilities.
As soon as dinner was over they shoved all the dirty plates and dishes to one end of the table. Brian then grabbed me and threw me down on the table. Oh Fuck, I thought to myself here we go again. There I was bent over the table face down with my ass right where Brian wanted it. Brian wasted no time pulled his jeans down and started yanking his cock to get it nice and hard. He didn't have to work on it to long and it was rock hard. He reached down the table and scooped up a pile of butter with his fingers and greased up his erect cock. With that he shoved his monster cock deep into my ass. He began pumping and assaulting my ass as hard as he could. Feeling his big balls slap up against my ass knowing that it wouldn't be long before they were drained again up my ass. I was going wild knowing I was pleasing my new master. That I was being controlled and violated by him.
It didn't take long and Brian was unloading his creamy juices deep up my ass. Having his lubed cock and ball juices up my ass I was well lubed and ready for the next cock. Paul more then excited by what had taken place in the barn and now on the table was the next in line. He got up behind me and mounted me like the little bitch animal I was to these men. He took his monster cock and shoved it up my ass. Feeling Paul's familiar cock up my ass gave me a sense of assurance and security. Knowing my master Paul loved me and only did to me what I really needed. He knew that I needed to be assaulted and controlled like this. He was right. I moaned and groaned as I tried getting Paul off. Paul worked his cock up my ass real fast and hard. I knew all the action had gotten to him and he needed very little stimulation to blow his wad. He fucked my ass for about five minutes before he blew his wad. Relieved and exhausted he collapsed on top of me. As his cock began to soften he pulled out of my ass. He had me tongue bath his cock until it was nice and clean. I worked hard that night trying to make the new farm hands as comfortable as possible.
The next week on the farm would prove to be a busy week.
To be continued....