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.
And he was sure going to enjoy it. “Coach, I know we gotta plow the fields tomorrow, but how about you plow me tonight? ”The above scenario is fantasy, but the media of this hot stud is real. See more at Eurocreme by clicking here!