🌾🔥 Eli and Jack: A Summer Day on the Farm 💦

The summer day was scorching. The sun beat down mercilessly, the air thick with the smell of hay and earth. Eli sat on the low fence in his pink T-shirt and jeans, his blond hair catching the light. He tried to look calm, but inside he was tense — he knew why his neighbor had come.

Jack stepped closer, his eyes burning with desire.

Jack:
— Eli, I can’t take it anymore. I’ve been thinking about you all week. Let’s do it again.

Eli, frowning:
— We already talked about this… I don’t want to feel like a girl again.

Jack, firmly:
— This isn’t about being a girl. It’s about you. I want you. You know how good it was.

Eli turned away, his cheeks flushed.
— I said no…

Jack’s voice softened as he moved closer:
— Then just… show yourself to me. Take off your jeans, spread yourself open… I’ll only stand near, touch myself a little. Nothing more.

Eli froze. His heart was racing. He knew Jack’s promises were dangerous, but the need for attention won. He exhaled:
— Fine… but only that.

Slowly, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his knees, then leaned forward slightly. His slim waist in that pink T-shirt and his pale skin glowing under the sun made him look even more vulnerable. He used both hands to spread his cheeks, exposing himself.

Eli, whispering:
— Here… look. And only that.

But Jack was already pulling out his hard, heavy shaft. He stepped closer, his breath hot.

Jack, hoarse:
— You have no idea how beautiful you look…

Instead of just using his hand, he pressed his swollen head against Eli’s tight entrance and slowly traced around it. The tip rubbed at the opening, smearing pre-cum, pressing softly as if teasing for more.

Eli shivered all over but didn’t move away. His breath hitched, hands trembling as he held himself open.

Eli:
— Jack… you said…

Jack, murmuring:
— I’m only teasing you. Feel this? Just touching…

He circled the head again, pressing deeper, letting the heat spread inside without fully entering. Each gentle nudge made Eli gasp.

Eli bit his lip, his face burning red. He stood still, obedient, letting Jack toy with him.

Eli, quietly:
— I… I’m waiting.

Jack’s control snapped. With a groan, he pushed, sliding the head inside. The tightness gave way to searing heat. Eli let out a shaky moan but didn’t resist — he stayed bent over, waiting.

Jack:
— Damn… so tight… and so obedient…

He began to move slowly, withdrawing and pressing back in, testing the way Eli’s body clenched around him. The sounds of slick friction mixed with Eli’s breathy gasps.

Eli:
— Y-yes… I’m waiting…

His voice trembled, but the words made Jack’s lust flare hotter. He gripped Eli’s hips, thrusting deeper, faster.

Jack:
— You were made for this… my beautiful boy…

Eli’s face burned, his body shaking with each thrust. He no longer tried to deny anything — he simply yielded, letting Jack take him harder.

At last Jack felt release approaching. He pulled Eli tight against him, driving deep and holding there. His shaft pulsed, and hot semen spilled inside in thick waves. He groaned low, filling Eli completely.

Eli cried out softly, shuddering as warmth spread through him. His knees nearly gave out, but he held himself open.

Eli, breathless:
— I can feel it… all of it inside…

Jack panted, but didn’t pull away. Slowly he slid out, and thick cum began to spill down. Eli stayed still, obedient, spreading himself wider.

Then Jack pushed back in, driving the seed deeper. He withdrew again, letting more spill, then thrust once more, smearing it back inside. Each movement made the semen leak and flow over Eli’s pale skin.

Jack:
— Look, Eli… all of this is mine, inside you.

Eli moaned, submissive, letting himself be used this way. His body trembled with every push, every slow pull, every drop of cum flowing out.

Eli, whispering:
— I’m taking it… all of it…

Jack pressed against his back, wrapping strong arms around him. He pushed in once more, then slowly withdrew, letting more of his seed trickle out.

Eli quivered, his breath ragged, but there was a strange satisfaction in his voice as he murmured:
— You’ve made me yours… again…

Jack kissed his neck, grinning against his hot skin.
— And you wanted it.

Eli didn’t answer. He just stayed bent forward, obedient, while cum dripped down, his heart pounding too hard to hide.