Hello:
I've told other times when I worked in a field with a countryman who was quite tall, stout, swarthy, very hairy, nude, and exhibitionist.
I was living every pervert's dream.
My own boss was the guy I had for me to get fucked and I dreamed it, I desired it, I yearned for it. And I got him.
Everything started during the pandemic when I lost my job and one of the options considered indispensable was agriculture. Because if agriculture doesn't work, the city won't eat. That seems like a political statement but I'm not saying it that way, it's a reality.
I went to ask for a job at a field that didn't have good fame. The owner was considered a blowhard who couldn't keep employees. Honestly, the guy is quite demanding, but I put up with him just to get a job and for him to pay me in Booty several times a week.
If you don't know the stories I'm talking about, I recommend reading the first and second part of this story. I'll leave the links at the end of everything.
They may think what I'm telling is fantasy or something hard to believe. However, it's totally real. The guy exists, he has a big cock, he's nudist and exhibitionist, wears gaucho clothes and owns the field where I worked. He's quite macho, but despite that, he doesn't have a problem with gay men.
One of the times the boss summoned me to work, literally it was 38°C. It was peak summer and honestly, I didn't want to go, but I went anyway forced by the economic situation and because my boss was a real blowhard.
I didn't even arrive yet, I started knocking on the door with my hands from outside the quiet house. I didn't want to enter because the guy has fierce dogs. If he doesn't call them, they might eat me alive. So I was knocking on the door outside the quiet house and my boss poked his head out of the side of the house. He was literally naked, completely bare with a cup of coffee in hand. He signaled to me with his hand and shouted: 'Come in!'
Oh, what a heatwave got me with just seeing that situation! It was 7:00 am in the morning and the guy was walking around naked inside the house and through the small closed garden surrounded by privet hedges. How I was heated up that the guy was so nude! I entered excited to work!
From the entrance of the tranquil path until the house there are almost 100 meters. As I walked that stretch, the guy went into the house and received me dressed in a bathrobe, a towel robe.
I: Good morning, boss.
BOSS: Good morning... to get it...
I was surprised by that phrase. I was surprised, but I won't deny that I liked it.
I: How's it going? Everything okay?
Boss: No, nothing good. My wife left. This time it seems like it's for real
I: Sometimes it happens that women leave, but they come back over time. Don't lose hope.
BOSS: I don't know, I hope so, but I don't think so... Come on, pass through, do you want a coffee?
He made me go into the house, served me a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
The reality is that the guy didn't get along well with his wife, she wanted to have kids and he didn't. They argued about money, work, everything.
The theme is that my boss would leave everything to me. With this new situation, I could enjoy him without fear of his wife coming at any moment. All the field for him and just us alone! I imagined myself: a slut, a rancher, and a millionaire! Yes!
Until that moment I didn't know the house from inside. Everything looked luxurious, old, but a bit worn out. You could tell it was a woman's touch even though it needed redecorating.
The patron sitting in the armchair rubbed his thigh with one hand while taking coffee with the other hand. He was massaging his bulge, telling me that his wife got angry and left two days ago.
BOSS: Come here, get closer. I've been thinking about you. Since that crazy woman left, I don't sleep well.
I need to unwind a bit, relax. You at least listen to me and never tell me no, this is going to get rid of my bad vibe
The guy opened his bathrobe and left his big cock exposed, which was almost fully erect already, with its large hairy, round, and heavy balls. Of course, I didn't hesitate for an instant and settled beside the armchair to start sucking it.
While I was polishing the head of my boss's cock with my tongue and lips, I thought 'What a slut I am!'
Yes, I'm very slutty, but I enjoy it
I tried to excel in my work, sucking on places I knew he liked. The guy was panting and tightly gripping the armrest of the chair. He squeezed my head hard against his penis so I could swallow it well. It seemed like he wanted to cum in my mouth. I was crying and coughing but never resisted! I would enjoy it until the end.
BOSS: Now fish it, strong! Like that!
Now suck, suck... AHhhh!
He buried his head in my throat and filled me with a explosion of cum
He sat relaxed for a while with his legs open and his robe open until his cock started to go down. Then he got up and half-naked, gave me the instructions for the day's work
BOSS: Alright, dude. Stay here by yourself because I have to travel. I need to go get food for the animals and then I'll be back after lunch. When I come back, I'll bring you a sandwich or some empanadas so you can eat because I'm not going to cook.
I was happy with life. Excited, living a dream. A slut, submissive and screwed by an older separated farmer - what more could I ask for in life?
It was the first time I stayed alone in the field and had to strain myself not to disappoint it
That day I was working dead of heat. Feeding the animals, carrying buckets of water to the watering troughs because the electric pump burned out.
After midday my boss arrived and brought something to eat. Relieved, I took the opportunity to sit down and eat the yummy empanadas he brought. And soon it was time for me to leave. The thing is that there was no water in the bathroom where I always bathed because the electric pump wasn't working. So I asked my boss what to do. And he says: 'Shower over there', pointing at the tub.
The pool is a canvas pool that's in the middle of the backyard. A giant canvas pool he bought for his wife because they didn't have a material pool. So he bought that pool and it turned out the cutie left. The pool stayed there with dirty water.
I'm saying:
I: But that pool is dirty
BOSS: So wash yourself with the handheld shower
The hand pump is the one I was using to draw water all day to give to the animals and water the plants. And that pump is also in the middle of the courtyard.
I: And if my neighbors see me?
Boss: Are those geysers? You can't see them from there. That field is 200 meters away.
I once got shot at with them, did you know?
I: No. The truth is I didn't know
BOSS: I shot them because they wanted to take over part of my field. We made it onto the news. Didn't you see it? Seriously?
I: No, boss. I don't read much news.
BOSS: Look it up, you'll see it's been in the news for two years ago.
Okay, are you going to shower or go like that on the bus?
I'm going to take a bath, yes. Like this sweaty I won't go out
So I headed towards the hand pump that was in the middle of the courtyard and started taking off my clothes. Constantly looking over at the field next to it to see if anyone was outside. I soaped up my entire body, washed my head, applied shampoo. It was a whole new situation for me. Being naked in the daylight, in a house patio, bathing, was a whole new sensation, of nerves, but also what any nudist dreams.
In that moment the pattern starts to approach. He looks at me from top to bottom and runs his hand down my back. He's coming down, soaps his hand, and passes it over my booty. 'How's that booty of yours, eh?' he says, while caressing my ass with soap and started putting a finger in my hole.
BOSS: How's that Booty doing, does it want to play?
I was destroyed by the heat, but my desire to get laid never leaves me.
I: What if someone falls, some client? What if our neighbors see us?
Boss: Nobody is going to see us. I've already done it several times with my wife in the backyard. Nothing's wrong, stay calm.
He taken off the gaucho-style pantaloon and short-sleeved shirt I had on. He started hugging me from behind and kissing my neck. I felt his breath and sensed a smell of something like alcohol, probably wine. He was kissing my neck from behind while putting his finger in my open asshole, and he took my hand to his member. I soaped it up and he moaned into my neck, he was excited and a little drunk. His cock got hard and started going in. His big cock opened its way into my lubricated hole with soap.
I was super nervous, naked, and soaped up in the middle of the courtyard at full daylight. My boss was taking me and even with all that, I was super excited and my cock was hard as a rock.
I had to masturbate and ended up in a couple of minutes. My boss was holding onto my hips and with a few pushes filled my booty with cum. It was great, exciting, risky, and I enjoyed every moment.
Primera parte de este relato:
http://www.poringa.net/posts/gay/4368514/Mi-jefe-me-coge-en-el-trabajo.html
Segunda parte:
http://www.poringa.net/posts/gay/4368813/Mi-jefe-me-coge-en-el-trabajo-segunda-parte.html
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I've told other times when I worked in a field with a countryman who was quite tall, stout, swarthy, very hairy, nude, and exhibitionist.
I was living every pervert's dream.
My own boss was the guy I had for me to get fucked and I dreamed it, I desired it, I yearned for it. And I got him.
Everything started during the pandemic when I lost my job and one of the options considered indispensable was agriculture. Because if agriculture doesn't work, the city won't eat. That seems like a political statement but I'm not saying it that way, it's a reality.
I went to ask for a job at a field that didn't have good fame. The owner was considered a blowhard who couldn't keep employees. Honestly, the guy is quite demanding, but I put up with him just to get a job and for him to pay me in Booty several times a week.
If you don't know the stories I'm talking about, I recommend reading the first and second part of this story. I'll leave the links at the end of everything.
They may think what I'm telling is fantasy or something hard to believe. However, it's totally real. The guy exists, he has a big cock, he's nudist and exhibitionist, wears gaucho clothes and owns the field where I worked. He's quite macho, but despite that, he doesn't have a problem with gay men.
One of the times the boss summoned me to work, literally it was 38°C. It was peak summer and honestly, I didn't want to go, but I went anyway forced by the economic situation and because my boss was a real blowhard.
I didn't even arrive yet, I started knocking on the door with my hands from outside the quiet house. I didn't want to enter because the guy has fierce dogs. If he doesn't call them, they might eat me alive. So I was knocking on the door outside the quiet house and my boss poked his head out of the side of the house. He was literally naked, completely bare with a cup of coffee in hand. He signaled to me with his hand and shouted: 'Come in!'
Oh, what a heatwave got me with just seeing that situation! It was 7:00 am in the morning and the guy was walking around naked inside the house and through the small closed garden surrounded by privet hedges. How I was heated up that the guy was so nude! I entered excited to work!
From the entrance of the tranquil path until the house there are almost 100 meters. As I walked that stretch, the guy went into the house and received me dressed in a bathrobe, a towel robe.
I: Good morning, boss.
BOSS: Good morning... to get it...
I was surprised by that phrase. I was surprised, but I won't deny that I liked it.
I: How's it going? Everything okay?
Boss: No, nothing good. My wife left. This time it seems like it's for real
I: Sometimes it happens that women leave, but they come back over time. Don't lose hope.
BOSS: I don't know, I hope so, but I don't think so... Come on, pass through, do you want a coffee?
He made me go into the house, served me a cup of coffee and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
The reality is that the guy didn't get along well with his wife, she wanted to have kids and he didn't. They argued about money, work, everything.
The theme is that my boss would leave everything to me. With this new situation, I could enjoy him without fear of his wife coming at any moment. All the field for him and just us alone! I imagined myself: a slut, a rancher, and a millionaire! Yes!
Until that moment I didn't know the house from inside. Everything looked luxurious, old, but a bit worn out. You could tell it was a woman's touch even though it needed redecorating.
The patron sitting in the armchair rubbed his thigh with one hand while taking coffee with the other hand. He was massaging his bulge, telling me that his wife got angry and left two days ago.
BOSS: Come here, get closer. I've been thinking about you. Since that crazy woman left, I don't sleep well.
I need to unwind a bit, relax. You at least listen to me and never tell me no, this is going to get rid of my bad vibe
The guy opened his bathrobe and left his big cock exposed, which was almost fully erect already, with its large hairy, round, and heavy balls. Of course, I didn't hesitate for an instant and settled beside the armchair to start sucking it.
While I was polishing the head of my boss's cock with my tongue and lips, I thought 'What a slut I am!'
Yes, I'm very slutty, but I enjoy it
I tried to excel in my work, sucking on places I knew he liked. The guy was panting and tightly gripping the armrest of the chair. He squeezed my head hard against his penis so I could swallow it well. It seemed like he wanted to cum in my mouth. I was crying and coughing but never resisted! I would enjoy it until the end.
BOSS: Now fish it, strong! Like that!
Now suck, suck... AHhhh!
He buried his head in my throat and filled me with a explosion of cum
He sat relaxed for a while with his legs open and his robe open until his cock started to go down. Then he got up and half-naked, gave me the instructions for the day's work
BOSS: Alright, dude. Stay here by yourself because I have to travel. I need to go get food for the animals and then I'll be back after lunch. When I come back, I'll bring you a sandwich or some empanadas so you can eat because I'm not going to cook.
I was happy with life. Excited, living a dream. A slut, submissive and screwed by an older separated farmer - what more could I ask for in life?
It was the first time I stayed alone in the field and had to strain myself not to disappoint it
That day I was working dead of heat. Feeding the animals, carrying buckets of water to the watering troughs because the electric pump burned out.
After midday my boss arrived and brought something to eat. Relieved, I took the opportunity to sit down and eat the yummy empanadas he brought. And soon it was time for me to leave. The thing is that there was no water in the bathroom where I always bathed because the electric pump wasn't working. So I asked my boss what to do. And he says: 'Shower over there', pointing at the tub.
The pool is a canvas pool that's in the middle of the backyard. A giant canvas pool he bought for his wife because they didn't have a material pool. So he bought that pool and it turned out the cutie left. The pool stayed there with dirty water.
I'm saying:
I: But that pool is dirty
BOSS: So wash yourself with the handheld shower
The hand pump is the one I was using to draw water all day to give to the animals and water the plants. And that pump is also in the middle of the courtyard.
I: And if my neighbors see me?
Boss: Are those geysers? You can't see them from there. That field is 200 meters away.
I once got shot at with them, did you know?
I: No. The truth is I didn't know
BOSS: I shot them because they wanted to take over part of my field. We made it onto the news. Didn't you see it? Seriously?
I: No, boss. I don't read much news.
BOSS: Look it up, you'll see it's been in the news for two years ago.
Okay, are you going to shower or go like that on the bus?
I'm going to take a bath, yes. Like this sweaty I won't go out
So I headed towards the hand pump that was in the middle of the courtyard and started taking off my clothes. Constantly looking over at the field next to it to see if anyone was outside. I soaped up my entire body, washed my head, applied shampoo. It was a whole new situation for me. Being naked in the daylight, in a house patio, bathing, was a whole new sensation, of nerves, but also what any nudist dreams.
In that moment the pattern starts to approach. He looks at me from top to bottom and runs his hand down my back. He's coming down, soaps his hand, and passes it over my booty. 'How's that booty of yours, eh?' he says, while caressing my ass with soap and started putting a finger in my hole.
BOSS: How's that Booty doing, does it want to play?
I was destroyed by the heat, but my desire to get laid never leaves me.
I: What if someone falls, some client? What if our neighbors see us?
Boss: Nobody is going to see us. I've already done it several times with my wife in the backyard. Nothing's wrong, stay calm.
He taken off the gaucho-style pantaloon and short-sleeved shirt I had on. He started hugging me from behind and kissing my neck. I felt his breath and sensed a smell of something like alcohol, probably wine. He was kissing my neck from behind while putting his finger in my open asshole, and he took my hand to his member. I soaped it up and he moaned into my neck, he was excited and a little drunk. His cock got hard and started going in. His big cock opened its way into my lubricated hole with soap.
I was super nervous, naked, and soaped up in the middle of the courtyard at full daylight. My boss was taking me and even with all that, I was super excited and my cock was hard as a rock.
I had to masturbate and ended up in a couple of minutes. My boss was holding onto my hips and with a few pushes filled my booty with cum. It was great, exciting, risky, and I enjoyed every moment.
Primera parte de este relato:
http://www.poringa.net/posts/gay/4368514/Mi-jefe-me-coge-en-el-trabajo.html
Segunda parte:
http://www.poringa.net/posts/gay/4368813/Mi-jefe-me-coge-en-el-trabajo-segunda-parte.html
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