First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
That’s it, Jed. Your latest trainee has had a hard first day and it feels so good to help him relieve that stress now. He’s about to take a load off, but of course, we both know it’s really just to prime him further for your use.
After all, every suck helps you to suck out his brains as our latest country jock feels his brains draining down, down, down into his dick and into your mouth whenever he shoots a nice big load.
The orgasm he experiences here will be nothing compared to the orgasm you’ll give him when you ride him hard later on, after he’s taken his turn getting you nice and lubed up.
That’s it, cowboy. Go ahead and give Jed the blow job you know he deserves as you get his cock nice and moist. He’s been working so hard at the farm, training you, our newest recruit. You’ve been made to feel so submissive to him but it’s time we further transform you into our latest good o’ boy here at the farm, one that loves to be ridden harder and harder.
“Whatchya mean trainin’ Coach? I ain’t been on one of your teams since college.”
That’s right. You’ve had a simple life here at the farm. You love the simple life, don’t you, jock?
“Fuck yeah, Coach. All the chores keep me nice and lean and I ain’t gotta worry about no one else but makin’ sure Boss is happy.”
That’s why I’m here, boy. Boss says you’re starting to ask too many questions.
“Whatchya mean I’m asking too many questions?”
I’m beginning to see what he meant. But it’s okay jock. Why don’t you begin by being a good boy and stripping down.
Everett unbuttoned his pants then flexed for a moment, pausing. “Ain’t I only supposed to get naked for Boss?”
This is for Boss. I’m training you for Boss. So you can also get naked in front of Me too. Good boys strip down when told by their Superiors. I am your Superior. You are a good boy. You strip down for Me right now.
“Yes Sir,” the jock responded as he finished slipping off his jeans.
Stripping away those inhibitions as you strip down, and stripping away that intelligence too.
Trey was grateful that Coach let him accompany him out to the farm for the weekend as he badly needed a break from his rigorous studies. It was so peaceful as he took in the fresh country air, the sun beaming on him as he breathed deeply. “Relaxing, isn’t it?” Coach asked – but before Trey could answer, Coach just kept chatting about how relaxing country life was. Trey decided to just listen. It was relaxing. Peaceful. He took a deep breath and relaxed more. The fresh air was stimulating. He started to fondle his cock. It felt so good out here. His cock deserved to take in the country air too.
As Coach’s talk about the relaxing country life and the fresh country air continued to stimulated him, Trey began stroking along his cock. Everything was so simple out here. Hard work, sure, but as a simple farmhand, he wouldn’t have to make the big decisions. He could just enjoy the hard work, and being worked over. Fuck, the thought of being worked over was making him so horny. He’d build such a muscled body planting seeds each spring, but all he craved was Coach’s seed. By the time he woke, Trey had forgotten all about his studies – the farm was his home now.