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Chapter 3: Blown in the wind
I never got a phone call from the hairy biker. Perhaps the note was blown off of the boxers when I threw them out of the window or maybe my cum had made the ink run so that it couldn't be read. Or maybe he just didn't want to call.
I did go out and get a butt plug with a vibrator and a remote control. While I used it a few times at home (thinking about getting fucked by the dark haired bear and fucking the blond), I intended to try it out on the road like the biker had done. My rational thinking made me wonder if this was going to make it possible for me to drive safely. But with memories of those two hairy men my libido had taken charge of my thinking.
The company hadn't heard from Jed during the week but it had received a new job order at one of the ranches off of that road. The job called for the installation of one of the more complicated soda machine models. It would probably take a full day to drive there, install the machine and drive home unless they already had a 220 line and a convenient water source to tap.
I took off early Monday morning and got out on the highway. A few miles outside of Buckhaven I pulled to the side of the road and moved to the back of the truck where I stripped for the drive. I pulled out the butt plug and began to lube it up. I took another handful of KY, spread it on my hole, then teased my hole by flicking my finger lightly back and forth across it. My cock sprang to attention but I planned to ignore it for now. Right now it was my ass's turn for excitement.
I began finger-fucking myself and felt my ass start to loosen up. From experience, I knew it would take a few minutes before I could get another finger in. The butt plug wasn't huge but I wanted it to be a comfortable ride. I used the one finger to stretch my hole as much as I could then I put another finger in when I felt ready. I was pretty excited about this new way of driving down the road and it didn't take long for me to try three fingers.
After I had opened myself I got the butt plug and started pushing it in. My excitement made it a little more painful than I would have liked but I continued the slow push until it was buried. Just to make it a little more comfortable, I pulled it out just a little and fucked myself a couple of times. I have to admit that it felt great. I very briefly used the remote to switch on the vibrator to make sure it was working and felt the vibration shock through my body. I doubted I could turn it on while driving without crashing the truck.
I moved back up to the driver's seat and moved around until the butt plug was somewhat comfortable in my ass. I started driving down the road, ass filled, cock standing proudly, head dripping some precum.
The road had very little traffic, as usual. The driver of an 18-wheeler truck which drove by was able to see my nakedness and erection. I was in too good a mood to hide my sexual excitement. He blew his horn and smiled over at me as he drove by. I smiled back and switched the vibrator on for a second. I swear my eyes glazed over for a moment and the truck must have swerved because the 18-wheeler had sped past when I next looked over.
After I got a few miles out of Buckhaven I was the only vehicle on the road. The butt plug had settled in and left me with a very happy, comfortable, filled ass. A few times I pulled my ass up off the seat, let the butt plug pull out just a little and sat back to let it reenter my ass. I didn't think I could dare to use the vibrator after what had happened earlier.
I thought about jerking off but the sensation of the erect cock, the air blowing in the window and the butt plug in my ass was too exciting to cut short. I scooped up the precum that had oozed out and had a mid-morning snack. It was delicious. Too bad I couldn't have the loads of either of the furry bears I had met previously on the road. In either end. Or both. I smiled at the thought.
A few hours later I reached the exit I needed. The directions that I was given said that the entrance road to the ranch was 5 miles down the road. I had planned to find a place to stop so I could use the vibrator and jerk off but the small country road didn't have any place to stop. I debated stopping in the middle of the road, finishing myself off, and getting dressed for the job. I expected that there was little, if any, traffic on the road but it seemed to be too risky to stop. So I kept driving toward the ranch. I hoped to find a place before the road to the ranch arrived or, if necessary, I planned to continue driving on until I found one. But luck wasn't on my side: the road ended just before the entrance to the B&B ranch. I couldn't drive on. And turning around on the narrow road would not be easy.
I stopped just outside the entrance to the B&B ranch and saw that the buildings on the ranch were pretty far off in the distance. While it was risky, I was going to pop my load here and get dressed. I reached for the remote vibrator control but it was not where I thought I had put it. After a minute of searching, I decided that I'd just jerk off without the vibrator. I knew it wouldn't take long since my libido was already charged up.
But as I reached for my cock, I noticed a truck rapidly moving down the ranch road toward the gate. SHIT! Someone at the ranch must have noticed my truck and was coming out to see if I needed some help. I scrambled to find my boxers and jump suit. Those also took me a moment to find. There was no time to jerk off, extract the butt plug and get dressed. I crossed my fingers and decided that I would have to get dressed and would have to keep the butt plug in my ass. I hoped it wouldn't be noticed until I got to a bathroom to take it out.
The truck was approaching so quickly that I only had time to put the jump suit on. Just as I finished zipping it up, the truck pulled to the side of my truck and a couple of men got out.
"Y'all doin' all right?" called the tall, clean shaven man.
"Yes, sir. I was just checking my directions and instructions before entering the ranch. It's standard practice for new jobs," I lied.
"You from the soda company?" asked the shorter, bearded and younger looking man. "Will and I were told that you'd be getting here this morning." He had a huge smile on his face framed by that great brunette beard. I could see quite a bit of hair poking out from the neck of his shirt.
"Yes, sir. That's me." I smiled.
The first man said, "I have to head out to the east branch so, if y'all don't mind, could you let Mack ride back with you," pointing at the bearded haired man, "and he can show you where the thing is to go."
"Uh, sure." I was still recovering from the adrenalin rush. Also, the rubbing of the jump suit on my ass and cock were still stimulating me so it wouldn't be easy to hide my erection. But I was going to have to try. "Hop on in, Mack!"
Mack jumped in the passenger seat and told me to wait for Will, the other man, to get past the entrance. Then he directed me to head down the road and warned me that there were lots of potholes. Certain parts of road sure had a lot of potholes. Mack said there wasn't a way to avoid all of them. Even going slowly, the bouncing worked the butt plug in my ass and dragged the jump suit along my cock. And I had thought that the vibrator was bad! This was nearly as exciting. And it was extremely difficult not to shoot a load from my cum filled balls.
The road turned to the right around a small cluster of trees and I saw several more buildings: houses and barns. Mack directed me to one of the larger houses (and, I swear, over some hellacious potholes). During the ride, I learned that the B&B ranch was owned by two guys Bret and Ben. They were out taking care of some broken fences with most of the hands and would be back later in the day if they could make it. Mack was left in charge and would take care of checking the installation and signing the bill when I was done. Mack looked young but he was near 30.
We pulled up to the house. As I got out of the truck, I noticed that I had several good sized pre-cum spots on the jump suit. I also still had a raging erection which was verging on being painful. I hoped to be able to get to a john soon to take care of the problem. I managed to hide most of the spots by gulping some water and spitting it out as if I had choked a little on it. I made sure that a good amount spilled on my jump suit. I used the tool box I took from the back of the truck to hide, as much as possible, the erection. I thought that the butt plug would not be noticeable from the back since it was riding comfortably in my ass.
Mack led me into one of the houses which was a bunk house with an open floor plan. There were bunks along the walls, tables in the middle of the room, a wood stove also in the middle, a small range and sink against a back wall and a couple of open johns along the far wall next to a couple of basin sinks. DAMN! I wouldn't be able to use these johns to jerk off or to take care of the butt plug unless I was alone. And even then it would be a major risk.
Mack showed me that the soda machine had been delivered and put just inside the door of the bunk house. It was supposed to go outside on the other side of the door. "We eat at the main house when we're not out on the ranch. During the hot summers most of us sleep out here in the bunkhouse where the air circulates better. But it's nice to be able to get a cold drink without having to walk too far. Bret and Ben agreed to get a soda dispenser and we decided to put it out here. If it were inside, it would make too much noise but we think the noise will be ok if it's outside on the porch. Everyone else is out on the ranch right now. Will and I think we might have another break in the fences along the east branch so he's gone to check. I'm not sure when he'll be back. I'm here to help you if there is anything I can ... do ... for you."
I wasn't sure what the pause meant. My libido was crying that he was making a pass. But I didn't think he was. I wasn't looking at him when he said it so I couldn't tell what distracted him. I had taken a few surreptitious glances at him and found him to be quite attractive. He had long brunette hair sticking out from under his hat and a full beard with green eyes on his smiling face. Not surprisingly he was fit. His jeans were equally tight. I hadn't immediately seen any evidence of a cock sticking down the leg of his jeans but hadn't had many chances to check him out. A well-worn pair of shit-kickers completed the outfit. Even if I wasn't sexually over stimulated, I would have found him attractive.
While trying to find a way to get to an enclosed or hidden john (even an outhouse would do!), I checked the house for power and water. There was already a 220 outlet inside the house which wasn't being used. The line would have to be moved to an outside outlet and the water line would have to be extended from the existing pipes. Neither job would be too difficult but both would take some time.
I asked Mack to turn the power off to the 220 line and to turn the water off to the bunk house. I had hoped that he might need to go somewhere else on the property for the power and had decided to risk removing the butt plug if he did. Unfortunately for me (but properly for electrical circuits and water lines), he was able to do both from inside the bunk house. I got my tools out and began moving the electrical circuit. When I disconnected the old circuit, I noticed that it had never been completely installed and I'd have to use the box and plug I brought with me in case I had to put in a whole new line. Since I was busy with getting the old line disconnected, I asked Mack to get the parts from my truck and he moved away. But I knew it would not be far enough for me to take any risk.
My movements, bending, kneeling, and crouching, were driving my cock and ass nuts. My ass had loosened enough to allow the butt plug to move in and out a little as I switched from position to position. My cock had never lost its erection due to my ass's stimulation and the fact that the jump suit would rub up and down against the cock head. A couple of times I had to stop working just to breathe deeply and calm myself. I was leaking precum profusely and hoped that Mack would attribute it to drops of sweat.
I got the outlet moved, rewired and tested in an hour or so and I moved over to the sinks to see what the best way to tap the water line would be. I had to kneel under the sinks to look at the pipe connections and felt the butt plug work out a little. I pulled my asshole tight and felt it slip back into place. I have to admit that it felt very good. When I backed out and turned around, I noticed that Mack was looking my way with a somewhat surprised look on his face. He quickly tried to hide it. I hoped he hadn't seen anything interpretable. I certainly did not ask.
I think my libido took over my brain for a few minutes when I disconnected the pipe that I was going to use for the connection. I felt my ass work the butt plug quite a few times. I think my cock leaked a cup of precum because my jump suit was clearly spotted by a very large damp spot when I got up.
I saw Mack look at the spot when I got up. I tried to laugh it off and said "I'm sweating like a pig today." Rather odd sweat pattern though: only at my crotch level where I had an obvious erection.
"Uh... sure is... I mean... you sure are," he stammered.
I asked Mack to get the plumbing equipment from the truck for me. He came back a moment later. I ran the copper pipe around the room and through the hole I had drilled through the wall.
"Let's get the soda machine moved into position," I said. It was very heavy and we both had to work very hard to get it into place. A couple of times I was pushed back into the wall and the butt plug worked its magic on my libido and cock. We almost had it in position but needed it about 3 inches to the left. We both carefully leaned on the side and carefully pushed. I was using my arms and Mack was leaning his side against it.
Suddenly I felt the vibrator go off in my ass. "Oh... oh... oh..." I moaned as my legs became rubber, my ass became overcharged and my cock exploded in my jump suit. The vibrator continued to run and my cock spewed and spewed and spewed. My hips twitched repeatedly. I started gasping for air.
"What's the matter, Ted? Are you alright?" Mack dropped to my side and looked into my eyes which were glazed over with the sexual release which showed no sign of stopping. "What's that buzzing noise?"
"Uh... uh... shut off power..." I gasped. Mack looked terrified and looked at the electrical socket. Then he was puzzled because there was no way I could be connected to its circuit, even if it had somehow come alive.
I was slowly running out of cum and sexual energy, even with the vibrator in my ass. I was just able to sit on the ground, jump suit covered with cum stains, mouth open and drooling, and ass twitching.
Just as suddenly the vibrator stopped. I just sat there, gasping air, for a few minutes. Mack was standing there holding a small glass of water. As I looked up at him, I saw puzzlement in his eyes and a major hardon running down the leg of his jeans. I just stared at his hidden treasure: it was HUGE.
Then I noticed he was holding the remote control for the vibrator in his other hand.
"Uh, Ted, what just happened? When we were pushing the machine, it must have accidentally switched this thing on. But what was it doing to you?" He looked both concerned and excited.
I decided that there was no way I could hide all the cum and was unable to think of any possible alternate excuse for the remote control. "Mack, the truth? Well," my heart pounding and the adrenaline rushing, "you accidentally tripped the vibrator I have had in my ass since early this morning. It set off all the sexual energy I have been storing. I didn't mean for you to know about it."
Mack looked at me for a moment, as if he were trying to determine if I was lying. As if to test the truth, he switched the vibrator on again. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" I cried. The feeling was both painful and delicious. And I couldn't believe it but my cock was rising again! He switched it off.
"Well, I'll be damned! I've never tried that before!" he said. "I can only stand one of those things for less than a few minutes before I shoot loads and loads. And you've had one of them in ya for hours now?"
"I didn't mean to. I meant to take it out before I got here but I didn't get the chance."
Mack smiled. "Well, I'm kinda glad ya didn't."
I didn't understand.
He just said, "Let's get this soda machine workin'."
I was very shaky and weak but we managed to move the machine the remaining inch or so. I connected the water pipe using the quick-connect fitting. After Mack turned the power and water back on, I plugged the machine in. I heard the compressor for the refrigeration unit kick on. After a few minutes of continuing to catch my breath, I put my glass up to the water dispenser of the machine and tested it. It was working fine. The water wasn't very cold but I thought it was a little cooler than the tap water.
Mack had stood aside as I completed the installation, watching me work. "You sure do work up a ... sweat," he said slyly. I looked down at my jump suit and saw that the front was soaked with cum and precum from my chest to my groin. I reeked of cum too but that didn't bother my nose any.
"Well, Ted. You've done a fine job here. I think we both deserve a treat, don't you?" He had a slight nasty tone to his voice and I looked up at him. He was looking down at me with a wicked smile. I noticed that he still showed a raging hardon too. I knew I was trapped and would do anything he wanted. To be honest, I would do it willingly regardless of the situation.
"I'll make a deal with you. I won't tell anyone about this. But I ask three things of you."
"Whatever you want, I'll do it."
"First of all, I would like one of these vibrator butt plugs that you've been able to wear for hours. You'll have to come back out to check the machine and can bring it then. Ok?"
Surprised at the request, I told him that I'd be happy to get him one.
"Second, I'd like a chance to work over you and your body when it's not so worn out."
I smiled. "Any time. Gladly. Whenever you want." I would look forward to it.
"And thirdly, I want a blowjob." He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out. In the open, it grew even more. It had to be at least 9 inches long and several inches around. Even in my sated state, my mouth started salivating. "But first, strip out of that jump suit."
I stood, wobbly, and looking at his eyes, slowly unzipped the suit from chest to crotch. A large burst of spent cum odor came forth and I inhaled deeply. I noticed that he did too. I stepped out of the suit and handed it to him. Then I got back on my knees.
"Turn around for a second. I want to see that butt plug planted in your ass." I leaned forward and scuttled around so that he could see it. He pulled it back a little and I gasped. Then he released it and it popped back in place causing me a little pain. "That's amazing. Now get to work on my cock."
I turned back around and faced his monster. I started licking around the head, getting it nice and wet so it would slide into my mouth. I looked up at him and he was holding my jump suit to his nostrils and inhaling deeply. I started moving my mouth around his massive tool, getting my mouth and jaw used to the size. I started moving my mouth back and forth on the end of his cock. Grabbing his cock with both hands, I worked them in tandem with my rocking.
Mack moaned. I looked up and noted that he was sucking on the fabric, tasting my spunk. As I rocked on his cock, I started taking more of him into my mouth. It wasn't easy but I slowly made progress.
When I had a little over half of his cock in my mouth and it was starting to hit the back of my throat, I reached up inside his T-shirt and rubbed his chest which was coated with a thick pelt of fur. When I found his nipples, I took a couple of deep breaths and then I took him into my throat as I pinched them roughly.
"AUGH!" he cried then quickly took several deep inhalations of my jump suit. I kept my mouth on his cock to give my jaw a chance to settle in and played a bit more gently with his nipples. Then I began working on his cock with my mouth and tongue for a few minutes.
I undid his pants and let them drop to the ground. I moved one hand to work his hairy balls and used the other to start tickling his asshole. "Mmmmmmmm" was his only response.
I briefly pulled back on his cock and wetted a finger. All at same time, I pulled down on his balls giving him just a little pain, dove down on his cock again taking it deep into my throat, and shoved a finger up his ass. "Oh, man!" he cried.
I moved the hand from his balls back to a nipple and played with it as I bobbed up and down on his tool and fucked his ass with my finger. I could taste the precum flowing from his cock. I began to work a little faster and applied more suction.
Suddenly the vibrator in my ass came alive again driving me forward and planting his cock deeply in my throat. My cock shot repeatedly. The shock also drove my finger very deep in his ass and my other fingers pinched his nipple very hard. The moans from my throat sent him over the edge and he shot load after load of cum down my throat. I pulled back a little to taste him and he continued to shoot into my mouth. His legs started to buckle and I held him up so that I could get every drop of his cum.
We held that way for a some time while gathering our breath and then I looked up at him, smiled, and said "Could you please turn off that vibrator?" We both broke out laughing.
None of the other ranchers showed up before I left. I thought about staying with Mack for the night. He said that several men on the ranch were into man-sex and staying would be no problem. But I had other customers the next day and I had to get back to Buckhaven or I would lose my job. But he could be certain I would be back!
He kept my jump suit so I only had my boxers as I was driving home. It would have been great to have seen my furry hunks on the road on the way home but I wasn't that lucky. Perhaps the next trip. This trip had had plenty of its own!