I worked on a local farm every Summer from the ages of 16 to 20. They grew everything they sold in their produce market on the highway. Every Summer, they hired work-release prisoners from a minimum security detention center in the middle of our county. They were all in for very minor offenses. I rode my bike to work at 5:30 am every morning, then drove a station wagon to the other side of the county pick them up. I opened the market at 7:00 am.
The Summer after my Freshman year, when I was 19, the year I learned how to be a Cock Slave, we hired four really hot workers: Carlos, a dark-skinned Latino man who was medium height, very muscular with tattoos on his forearms (and, as I soon found, another place); Spencer, a tall, very dark, very handsome black man, thinner but muscular; Thomas (Tommy), a tall, hot dark haired, blue-eyed muscular stud and William (Billy), a hot redhead, tall, slender but muscular, green eyes, freckles (who reminded me of Luther Meijer who I already missed).
When I picked them up, they wore their prison jumpsuits with trucker hats. As soon as I saw them, my cock got hard and my ass tingled. When they arrived at the farm, they changed into light cotton overalls and t-shirts.
It was clearly visible that they had great bodies and big bulges. I drove them out to the fields to work, planting and picking mainly, but also moving irrigation pipes (a smelly, dirty job as the pumps often sucked up fish from the small spring-fed irrigation ponds around the farm).
Three times a day, I took them a big cooler of ice water, with metal cups. For lunch, I would pick them up and they'd eat a lunch the owner's wife made for them, typically sandwiches, homemade dill pickles, chips, a salad and homemade iced tea. I was also allowed to take each of them a bottle of Coke from the vending in the morning and afternoon.
They called me "Boss Man." One day when I went out to get more tomatoes, they pelted me with rotten tomatoes. I fought back and in a few minutes, we were all covered in smelly, rotten tomatoes. Billy suggested we strip and swim in the irrigation pond to clean off. We all took our clothes of, dove it and splashed each other washing off all the rotten tomatoes.
They were absolutely stunning. It was clear they worked out and benefitted from the hard work on the farm. I was right, they all had big, uncut cocks. We got out and sat in the hot sun on the edge of the pond to dry off. I'm 6 foot, 175 pounds, handsome with an eight inch uncut cock.
Billy said, "Boss Man, we used to have a hot man who would service our cocks, but he was released, wasn't good looking and had a small, cut cock. Interested in filling that role."
"Yes. If you want to fuck me, you all need to wear condoms. Do you have those?"
"No, but your throat will do for today!"
"I'll buy condoms and lube tonight on the way back from dropping you off."
They all stood up around me. Billy, who had a thick, nine inch uncut cock use my throat first. I opened my mouth and he put one hand on the back of my head and the other under my chin and slid his cock down my throat. He flexed his hips, slowly pumped his cock in and out of my throat, all the way down, then out so his cock head was in my mouth.
He said, "Men, he's much better than our last cock slave." He slowly fucked my throat as I flexed my throat muscles, making him groan loudly. He shoved it all the way down, grunted and I felt his cock throb as he shot big down my throat into my belly.
I got rabbit-throat fucked by Carlos' fat, uncut nine inch cock (he had a tattoo of a cross above his cock that was the last thing I saw as he ground my nose in his trimmed pubes. Spencer slowly fucked my throat with his thick, uncut twelve inch cock.
Tommy aggressively throat fucked me with his thick ten inch uncut cock. Billy fucked my throat really slowly, us looking into each other's eyes. It was amazing. After they fucked my throat, Billy asked, "Men, do you have more hot semen for our new friend?"
They all smiled and, following Billy's lead, stroked their foreskins up and down their huge cocks. I sat there with my mouth opened and tongue out, in amazement as each, when ready to shoot, walked up to me and shot on my face and tongue.
Billy pushed all their semen into my mouth and then throat fucked me slowly until he grunted another load down my throat. He pulled me to my feet and slapped my ass and said, "Looking forward to having that tomorrow."
"Me, too. You men are so hot. I've worked here for years, but we've never hired men as hot as you. Lucky for you, I learned how to suck cock and get fucked last year at college." We all got dressed and I took the tomatoes back to the market.
Later, I took a new water cooler out to them and to move them to the corn fields. I got another round of throat fucks, again some slow, some aggressive, which made me happy as it was obvious they had lots of semen and stamina.
I drove them back to the detention center after work and stopped at a drug store and bought a large box of condoms and several small bottles of lube.
I picked them up the next morning. Billy, with a big smile on his beautiful face, asked me if I had gone shopping. I said, "Yes!" and pulled out the condoms and lube. They got into their work clothes and I took them out to the field to pick peppers and cucumbers. I told them that if they filled all the baskets in an hour, I'd give them my ass.
