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Pig Farm – Chapter Five
Kurt started to get an eerie feeling over the few months that he had been at the Pig Farm, he witnessed many things. Some experiences were surprisingly good; for instance his relationship and love of Joe. Some events were horrifyingly awful like the far-too-often castration of one of the guys on the fat path. Something else Kurt observed was guys disappeared. One can only assume that their time was up, they had met the weight/muscle goal of the Pig Farm and were purchased into slavery.
What Kurt realized and where his concerns started to get heightened was that Joe, who was on the fit/fat path with Kurt was getting big. Joe was several weeks ahead of Kurt in gaining. When Kurt met Joe he was about 20 pounds overweight. Now Joe was 5'9", 250 lbs. of solid muscle and fat. His belly was huge. His legs were so strong and weighed so much that it was hard for Kurt to fuck him for long periods of time in Kurt's favorite position with Joe looking dreamingly in Kurt's eyes flat on his back. Kurt feared that one day he would look for Joe and he would be gone. Kurt finally broached the subject with him. Naturally, Joe was as dependable as ever in his answer and comfort.
"Kurt, baby, you are correct. I am probably going to leave before you. I have thought about this a lot myself. I love you so much. I have never loved another man to the degree that I love you. You have made this tragic experience bearable in ways you will never know. I was so lonely when I arrived. No one would talk to me. I was skinny and none of the guys wanted to be reminded of what it was like before.
"When I leave we will probably never see each other again. I can hardly bear the thought; however, it is the reality of the situation. Both of us will have to continue regardless. The only way I have coped with it in my mind is by saying that I am grateful to at least had the love of my life for a moment than none at all."
Tears were streaming down both of our faces. We hugged each other and just sobbed. Then, Joe pushed Kurt back and said:
"Kurt, when I leave I want you to start helping the new guys here. I want you to befriend them. I want you to be kind to them. I want you to have sex and love them, if necessary. Part of what helped me through all this was comforting you. Now you must go comfort others until your time to leave occurs. Will you promise to do that for me?"
"I promise, Joe. I promise."
The lovers lay still for the longest time. Holding Joe was the greatest experience of Kurt's life. Kurt thought how he got into this situation, only to find love for the first time. The barriers of Kurt's societal prejudices had vanished. He no longer cared about his flat, six-pack 27" waist. The six-pack was still there only under a layer of muscle with 38" waist. He no longer cared that he had gained 70 pounds of muscle and fat. He didn't look at the guys on the fat path as degusting slobs. He looked up them as real men just like him. In fact, he had to admit that some of them he found very physically attracted to. Kurt wondered if when Joe left if he would act on that.
Kurt and Joe fell asleep because they were both startled by the bell. It was time for dinner. They raced to get in line. Tonight's dinner was a pound of meatloaf, two baked potatoes with butter and sour cream, beer, milk, bread and butter, a small salad and cooked carrots with butter and brown sugar. Kurt was still amazed that he could now eat all of it with no problem. Kurt didn't think he could if he was simply on the fat plan. He needed the exercise to help him maintain an appetite for this much food intake.
Joe and Kurt slept in each other's arms that night, although that was getting a lot harder for them to sleep together because they were both so big now. Kurt kissed his lover good night and told him he was the most wonderful man in the world and loved him more than life itself. Thank god Kurt did because the next morning Joe was gone.
The Pig Farm staff came to get Joe overnight. What Kurt learned later was that they stuck a needle in Kurt's butt first so that he would sleep so hard that he wouldn't wake up to the rustle of the staff taking Joe away. Kurt woke up to the bell and jumped out of bed to head to the bathroom for a shit and piss. He didn't think anything of the fact that Joe wasn't there because he figured he awoke early and was down the hall waiting for him. When he walked out of the bathroom, a guy came up to Kurt who slept near them and said:
"Kurt, he's gone."
Kurt screamed, "Noooooooo, oh please, nooooooooooo!" Kurt started to cry and fell to the floor waling in sobs.
The guy continued, "Kurt, come on. You got to get up right now regardless of what just happened and get to the table otherwise you will be punished."
Kurt knew the man was right and he hated it. Yet, that was the only thing Kurt could do at the moment. Joe had instructed Kurt to be strong. Kurt would honor him with that. Kurt knew Joe would not want him to get punished.
Kurt raced down to the dining hall, tears streaming down his cheeks. Everyone knew what had happened by now. A few guys came up and patted Kurt on the shoulder, but most left Kurt alone. The moment was all too real for everyone. Each man knew that what happened to Joe was going to happen to them eventually. Also, many of the men were in lover relationships. They all recognized their relationship would end just as Kurt and Joe's had.
After lunch, Kurt sat in the place in the living area were they first met. Kurt just sat and stared into space. A few guys came over and asked if he wanted to talk yet. Kurt declined, not yet, but was polite and noted who seemed to care.
Kurt finished out the day and went to sleep exhausted from it all. This was one moment that he was so glad the staff had him mildly stoned all the time. The pain was reduced.
The next afternoon Kurt went back to the living room and noticed a new guy. He was handsome, yet skinny; about Kurt's build when he first arrived. Joe's words were in his mind; 'Go help the new guy'. Kurt did. He walked over to him and said, "Hi, I'm Kurt."
"John." He shook his hand.
"Can I sit with you?"
"Sure." John responded.
Kurt sat down and within moments, John started to cry. Kurt held him for a long time without saying a word. After a while, there were no more tears. John mustered the question, "Can you please tell me what is going on?"
Kurt told him everything. John just listened. John was emotionless now. Probably in shock from what Kurt was saying. Kurt told him the bell would be ringing soon and they were going to have to go eat. Kurt told him that he would have to eat everything on his plate. Kurt realized that this was a reenactment of his first night with Joe only the roles were reversed now. Kurt was the calm one. Kurt was the caretaker. Kurt was the one that was more concerned about John than him.
The bell rang. Kurt grabbed John and said, "Let's go."
The two got in line. John couldn't believe the amount of food he was going to be required to eat. Kurt assured him that he had lots of time and that the drugs would kick in to help. Kurt and John sat in the same place that Joe and Kurt always sat. That did not go unnoticed by the others. There were a few snickers, but Kurt didn't care. This is what Joe asked him to do and he was doing it.
After the dessert round, Kurt took John by the hand walking back to the living room. "If you like, John, you can sleep with me tonight. I won't make any move toward you, if you don't want it. I just thought you might like the comfort." Kurt asked. John said yes.
Kurt took John to the restroom area and suggested he take a shower after the long day, take a dump and piss. They showered together and Kurt could tell John was checking him out. Kurt thought it was odd that John was just now checking him out since they were both naked from the moment they met. Kurt hadn't had any clothes on since he was put in the van; whenever that was. Kurt didn't know. He no longer kept track of the days. John obviously liked what he saw in the new hunky, beefy stud that Kurt had become. Unlike Kurt when he got to the Farm, John obviously enjoyed the hunky, husky muscle man type that Kurt had turned into. John's cock was hard the entire shower.
"Hurry up, buddy. We need to get to sleep; long days ahead." Kurt ushered.
They toweled off, dumped a load of shit out of their respective holes and went to Kurt's bunk. John got in first with Kurt coming behind him into a spoon. Kurt was rock hard rubbing his meat and belly against this nice new man. Kurt took the responsible path, though, and got them to sleep. He knew John's first day would be rough and, besides, he would have time to fuck him tomorrow afternoon. Kurt held onto John, but he noticed it felt weird. John was so tiny. This was odd feeling a small, lithe man again after all the sex he had with his rock hard, muscle stud lover Joe.
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