Hurts So Good

Handsome farm stud Bill, true to his country roots, steals away to his hidden woodland retreat to ease the ache of his building lust. Today, the young buck from the next farm over shadows him, drawn by the same raw hunger. They circle each other like beasts in heat, hands roaming over sun-hardened muscles and smooth, sweat-slick skin. Bill's callused fingers trace the curve of the boy's firm ass, pulling him close until their cocks press urgent and throbbing against each other. Lips crash in a fierce kiss, tongues dueling as they strip away shirts and jeans, exposing every inch of their powerful frames. The boy drops to his knees, taking Bill's thick shaft deep into his mouth, sucking with a rhythm that matches the pounding of their hearts. Bill groans, fingers tangling in dark hair, thrusting gently at first, then harder, lost in the wet heat. They switch, Bill lifting the boy against a rough tree trunk, spreading his legs wide to devour his tight hole with a hungry tongue. Passion surges wild and unrestrained, their bodies grinding together in the dappled light—fucking with a fervor that redefines 'wild in the country,' seed spilling hot and free under the whispering pines.