It was inevitable that I ended up spending more time on Ben’s farm than I did anyone else that summer. I would help out around the place and to anyone would just look like one of the help. Of course that changed when we would end the day or take a break in the barn. One of us would slope off for a break and then wait for the other. I was still pretty shy to the whole interaction side of things and so inevitably it would be me going to find Ben. My heart would be thumping in anticipation but always increase its rate when I saw him; normally he would be in a state of half undress, his proud cock in hand as he waited patiently for me. I would get hard as soon as I saw him, my cock swelling in my shorts. I would lean on the bale next to him and without speaking just take him in hand and wank him, watching his magnificent member roll through my grip, my finger tips just about reaching the tip of my thumb. His groans would encourage me and I soon learnt the physical hints that he was about to come. Sometimes he would wank me too, but for the most part I found myself servicing him sometimes three times in a day. He liked me to wank my own cock in time with his. I loved the view of this, my small slim cock dwarfed by his long girth. I liked to stand in front of him between his legs and rub our tips together. I was mesmerized one time when he took hold of his cock and guided his shaft like a pointer around my own cock, nudging all over on my tummy, my legs and then lifting my cock to nudge it on my balls and between my legs. I took hold of him once more and straight away his signals were there that his come was on its way. I was in a clumsy position, face to face like this to wank him properly, but it seemed I did not need the best technique. His groans rose and for the first time I felt his come on my body; he shot his usual thick wads out in time to his groaning and his spunk hit my tummy and cock. When he is finished I realize I am gasping and with my cock in hand I am pumping it frantically, squelching his hot come up and down until in no time I am coming too. Ben had moved, pulling his trousers up and so I leant forward, shooting my come over the side of the bale. I looked down and my cock was all sticky, my pubes all wet and clinging to my body. I was not sure how to clean myself up and I jumped slightly as Ben reached to me from behind, simply pulling up my pants. Then my shorts and I felt the mixture of his wet and now cold come. As usual is the case, we moved on without any words about it and I milled around the farm. All I could think of was his come on me, I could not work out why I was so turned on. I had gone for a walk that afternoon and wanked off at a quiet spot I knew near a stream. It was before tea time and I mooched around wondering where Ben was when to my delight I saw his tractor heading back to the barn. By the time I got there the big machine was clicking as it cooled down and I took a deep breath, my heart pounding as usual as I stepped round the door into the cool barn. My heart leapt a little more. Ben was leaning back on the bale again, pretty much how he had been earlier except now he was completely naked, his eyes were closed and he was wanking his big dick. He saw me and smiled. “I thought you had gone home,” he told me softly and I could only shake me head in response. I had something on my mind and I felt like I was in a trance as I approached. He took his hand away as I got closer and I took over, his rock hard meat in my hands finally making my mind up for me. Nervous as hell, I dropped to my knees and with his thick purple helmet only inches from my face, I leant forwards the last required bit so that my lips connected with him. I felt clumsy, nerves were literally making me shake, but this close the aroma of his cock made me want to taste it and by some instinct I never knew I had, I parted my lips and allowed his cock into my mouth. Odd though this might sound, I instantly regretted it as a feeling of fear over whelmed me, my mouth was blocked by this hot solid lump and I had hardly got started, what on earth was I doing? I felt the fear rise in me and I gasped for air and when my muscles pulled my body took over, no air coming through my mouth I felt a wave of relief as I took in a long breath through my nose. I relaxed in an instant so I could focus on the feeling of fullness that I now had. That said it was a struggle, my lips were stretched and my tongue was pinned down, I had the urge to push it out and was surprised by the gagging. Another instinct kicked in and I knew in a millisecond that if I gave in to that sensation then I would miss out on enjoying this fantastic cock in my mouth. That thought cut through the feelings and I felt my face contort as I tried to smile around his hot cock. His thickness touched the back of my throat and I gagged a little again. I found that I could relax through this as well, but he was just to big to get any deeper into me. His groans and mine told me that we were both happy with this though and I moved my head back and forth, wanking him with my mouth. When his body language changed and I felt his legs under my hands go rigid, it all came together. My mind flashed to earlier, seeing his come on me and why I had been obsessed with it all day. My instinct had led me here and now I was about to get that glorious reward in my mouth. As if on cue his cock swelled in my mouth and his hot spunk squirted into my mouth. My next instinct let me swallow him and I felt the heat move down my neck. Before I was ready to swallow again he put more come in my mouth and it swilled around with his cock. Too much for my mouth now I pulled away gently and watched another ooze from his tip and run down his glistening shaft. I swallowed hard and licked on his cock. He tasted so good I did not want any of it to go to waste. When it seemed like I had got it all, Ben reached for me, pulling me up. “Jesus, Harry,” he said, “You liked that eh?” He shuffled me round and so I was now sat next to him and he tugged my shorts down and out the way. He turned sideways to me and pushed me down so I lay flat on the bale, his hand on my chest. “Did you?” he persisted. “Yes,” I replied not realizing until then that I was out of breath. “My god,” he breathed, he took my hard on in hand and started to wank me slowly, “Wanking has been great, but I daren’t dream that you wanted more!” I felt nervous again, but his words aroused me more and his wanking me was fairly uncommon so I loved it too. “I did not know,” I told him honestly, “I just felt like it today.” “And what was it,” he asked, “What did you feel?” his breathing was heavy around his words. I moaned, his wanking was getting me close and sharing my earlier feeling and thoughts was very erotic. “I don’t know exactly,” I replied trying to find the words, “I wanted more,” I interrupted my self with a groan, “When you came on me I just kind of knew…” “Yes?” he encouraged me. “… I just knew I wanted to taste it to… to get it in me!” I felt embarrassed to say it out loud and a shameful sensation crept in a bit “Oh wow,” he continued, “well let me tell you it felt amazing like that.” I smiled as he wanked me harder. “You are a good lad, Harry and it is good that you like it, you did like it right?” “Yes,” I said back my voice rising in volume. “So you want to do it again I guess?” “Yes,” I answered looking hopefully to his cock, but he was soft now and he saw me looking. “Oh not today, Harry,” he said softly, “but soon!” He stood and moved, to my disappointment he moved down my body. I was surprising myself with how much I wanted to hold his cock again, even in its soft state. I looked down my body to where he was now kneeling between my legs. Even soft his cock made my erection look small. I watched him wanking me, his spare hand moved to my ankle and lifted my leg. He watched his hand and his eyes flicked from my cock and down. He let go of my cock to run a hand down my smooth arse crack and it sent and electric shiver up my back. I was exposed and vulnerable as he held me and started wanking me again. “Oh it will be nice to get properly inside you, Harry!” His tone sounded desirous and wanton and they way he looked at me really turned me on. Suddenly his work on my cock delivered and my orgasm took me by surprise. He caught my spunk easily in his big hand as he finished me and rather than moving off instantly as normally he does, he gently rubbed my come into my softening cock and the surrounding skin, including my balls. As he did, he leant in and spoke quietly to me, telling me about how much he was looking forward to our next meeting.