Farmer Joe finds himself forced to live with his daughter and her boyfriend, Blake, for the entire Fall. The redneck hates being stuck in a small apartment in the city, but he has a secret. Joe and Blake have begun a relationship last Summer... Living once again in such close proximity, things could get steamy... and complicated.
This book is a sequel to A Summer at the Farm, told through Joe's perspective. All characters featured are above 18 years-old and this story is meant to be read by adults only.
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A FALL IN THE CITY
Chapter 2: A Summer at the Farm
Trust me, getting involved with my daughter's boyfriend was not part of the plan.
Sure, I had thought about testing Blake, check if there could be some faggotry hidden within him, - like I think there is in every single man -, but it could not go any further than some harmless horsing around.
At least, that was what I thought.
My experience with Aiden had taught me not to get too close anyway.
Before Aiden, I had never considered that feelings could get involved in my relationships with other men. I thought that every guy was wired the same way; it was all about sex.
As if I was going to fall in love with a cocksucker at the glory-hole? Come on!
But Aiden had clearly fallen for me and things had gotten complicated.
Too complicated for my taste.
Despite his sudden departure, Aiden was deemed to be back in September and I postponed thinking about our "relationship", - even this word felt wrong to describe whatever we were -, until he would come back.
Mainly, I hoped that I would get to fuck his juicy black ass again.
His hole felt warm and familiar.
I was not too sure I was missing Aiden, but I was definitely missing drilling him.
In the meantime, I had Blake with me. He was supposed to become my son-in-law one day and it was my opportunity to check if he was a good fit for my Liv.
In my mind, a man who cannot work with his bare hands has no business having a wife or raising a family.
I did not want a whiner or a dude who could not handle a bit of a challenge or pain to marry my daughter.
Olivia needed someone steady, strong, and reliable, like I had been to her mother until the very end.
I was not so strict on the faithful part, although I knew this was important for Liv.
A real man tends to want to dip his cock anywhere that he can and I do not think there is much to do about this.
Aside from that, I was not thinking much about Blake living with me.
It was an after-thought and I had no idea that this would have such a tremendous impact on my life.
Blake helping me for the Summer had been decided last minute and I had said yes to Liv's suggestion simply because it would not have made sense to refuse. I needed the help, he seemed to be a good lad, and he may become part of my family in the future.
The day Blake arrived at the farm, I had almost forgotten the time he was supposed to get there and I was still in the shower when he knocked at the front-door.
I was used to be living in the nude most of the time but I put on a bathrobe to welcome him home.
I already knew that I would not bother myself with intimacy or modesty for long and that he would have to get used to see me naked, but eh, it was the first night and I barely knew the guy, so I tried to be decent.
See, I can be respectful sometimes!
I helped him get his luggage from his car, I thought he had way too much clothes but I did not say a word, and I offered him a beer.
The boy seemed intimidated and I liked it that way.
No need to be too comfortable with your girlfriend's dad, especially when he is also your boss for three months. I was going to pay him for his work at the farm after all.
I would admit that Blake was a good-looking lad.
He was very fit, he had nice manly features, -- sharp jaw, big arms, large thighs -, he did not seem like one to trim his body hair too much, and most of all, he had a banging peachy bum.
Just the kind of things I notice first...
If he did not look like a sissy at all, his ass was the definition of a bubble butt. Much better than any of the boys I had been fucking throughout the years. Much better than Aiden even.
The fuckable ass trapped in his shorts could have made my dick stir up but I kept my cool. He was off-limits.
Later in the night, I found him finishing a beer in my armchair. Blake seemed way too casual for my liking.
As I said, I did not want him to get too comfortable and none of my previous helpers had never dared to sit in my chair.
Besides, I needed to show him who was the boss and I suppose this was an opportunity like any other to do so.
I asked him to move and poor Blake was terrified when he understood that I was for real.
I could see the fear in his eyes.
It was not the only thing I noticed in his gaze though. His eyes were constantly drawn to my crotch. Silly me, I had not wrapped my bathrobe properly.
No surprise there, all my life, guys had been checking me out and could not get enough of my anaconda!
Huge dick problems, you know.
I gave him a little show by spreading my legs because, why not? Yes, my dick was that big, and now, he knew who was the Alpha in the house.
Not that there had ever been any question about it.
The next day, I caught Blake jerking off and nutting in our shared bathroom as I woke up to take a leak.
It was an honest mistake that I walked on him like that, but I would be lying if I did not say how much I loved seeing the panic in his eyes as he was painting the glass door of the shower white.
Hysterical, really! The boy was cumming like a geyser and doing everything in his power to stop himself.
He was freaking out when he left the bathroom but that gave me the chance to see him butt naked. He was packing a fairly large cock, but once again, it was his thick muscular ass which got my attention.
That looked yummy as hell!
I got in the shower after him and did something a bit freaky there. His cum was still dripping all over the walls and I jerked off to add my own seeds to the mix. I thought it was funny and, admittedly, I was horny.
From this point on, I got a little kick from playing with the boy.
Sue me, but it was simply too much fun to see him glancing at my cock and pretending that he was all comfortable around me while he was clearly intimidated.
I started wearing less clothes, -- or no clothes at all --, around the farm and Blake also had the task to wake me up after my nap every day.
