Alphabetical Listing of Gay Farm Sex Stories - Page 5

Small Holding

My older brother joined me under the bed clothes and then arranged my skinny body to his satisfaction. I felt his massive organ slide between the cheeks of my arse, until it pressed against my brown hole. I bit my lip while his fleshy monster penetrated the hot, tight tunnel.
3.8 2466 words 11 mins

Solo Wank In The Woods

It was a couple of October's ago, I had been vacationing in the mountains and had been to town that evening. I stopped into the local bar that advertised naked dancer's on the front neon sign. One of the gals was a hot little redhead number that kept crouching in front of me and showing me her red pubes and her snapper. She wanted the fuck for bucks and I said no as I left the place.
3.3 835 words 4 mins masturbation

Sugar Is So Sweet

The season had been good with great rains backed up by the use of artesian water. I was checking the lower field when I heard sounds emanating from the thick growth, it sounded like pigs were in the cane I could hear grunting and wheezing.
3.7 2185 words 10 mins

The Family Farm Gay Sex With Nephew

James my nephew placed a hand on my left shoulder. I turned to see the boy of 20 who looked like 16 and smiled as he mouthed the word "wow" to me. We both eased our way out of the room as I closed the door. We returned back to our room. There may have been 5 bedrooms, but James had wanted to share a room with me. He had been like a 10 year old when he first came to live with me 6 months ago. Only recently did he feel comfortable with himself.
3.5 1903 words 8 mins twink  big cock

The Guest

No breath of air moved in the oppressive heat. Everything shimmered in the haze. Now and again a swirl of dust would roll and eddy in a curious mini whirlwind motion, but it never seemed to reach you for even that choking dust would be most a most welcome relief from the oppressive heat.
3.8 3154 words 14 mins

The Preacher with the Gigantic Hands and Horse Cock

He loved having some hunky fellow suck his huge preacher's cock through the fly of his shorts, and he was more than willing to return the favor. As his awesome gluts always attracted so much attention from his male brethren, he was no stranger to spanking, paddling, rimming, fucking, or dildos. Graham Atwood saw no reason to be ashamed of his sexuality. The Lord had made him gay, and he was determined to enjoy that lifestyle as much as possible. Atwood, in short, was not only a highly-gifted man academically, but also was blessed with something many hate-mongering "preacher men" had none of....humility AND commonsense.
3.3 626 words 3 mins hunk muscular  blowjob  monster cocks  rimming

The Rock Pit in the Summer of 1972

30' deep and 100' x 60' that was made by an excavating company digging gravel rock. Left unfilled it quickly filled up with water during heavy spring rains every year. It was very popular with the high school crowd for several years prior to the Summer of 1972. In the summertime there were always people swimming there, mostly guys and a few girls.
4.1 2324 words 10 mins

Two Cowboys Ride Me Into The Sunset

During the night two cowboys rode up to the porch Fred introduced them as Brad and Jose, the two cowboys that work on he ranch, Ralf had a little look at them Brad was taller, he must have been 6'5" and well built, Jose was a little shorter but still taller than Ralf and just as well built as Brad. As Ralf was checking them out he looked up at Brad and Brad winked, `Was that a wink at me!' Ralf thought to himself. The cowboys rode off to rest their horses, Ralf was left to ponder what just happened, and if he should be flattered or insulted by Brad's gesture.
3.6 1533 words 7 mins big cock  monster cocks  cowboy

You And Me And Bliss

Warm and comfortable under the down, I stretched deeply, and felt my leg slide against yours, getting tickled by the dense, soft hair that covers them. I turned to look at you, watching you lying there in the first rays of light that came gleaming through the window of our tent.
3.7 879 words 4 mins relationship

Young Master Owns Me and He Knows It

I had admired his unassuming manner and unhurried competence from the very first, and I had doubtlessly sent signals in spite of myself. I never deliberately let on that my eager obedience was any more than that of a ranch hand toward the young son of the ranch owner. It just seemed natural to call him Sir even though I was more than twice his age. We all said Sir to him.
3.9 1155 words 5 mins domination

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