The agricultural ship

I was working alone in the farm shed at the end of the afternoon, the sun already low and the heat still sticky in the air. I had gone to get some tools from the back of the warehouse when I saw him.

There was my coworker Raúl, completely naked, standing between two pallets of sacks. He had his hard, thick cock in his hand, jerking off hard while looking at his phone screen. On it, the boss’s wife appeared completely naked, in a photo that clearly was not meant for his eyes: big tits, ass sticking out, legs spread open. Raúl was moaning softly, his heavy balls swinging with every stroke.

I froze for a second, but my dick got hard instantly inside my pants. I took a step and he looked up, startled. He tried to cover himself, but it was already too late.

“Fuck…” he muttered, red as a tomato.

“Don’t stop,” I told him in a low voice, getting closer. “It turns me on to see you like this.”

Raúl stared at me, his cock still throbbing in his hand. I smiled and knelt in front of him without thinking twice.

“Let me help you.”

I took the phone from his hand and set it down so he could keep looking at the boss’s wife. Then I grabbed his hot cock and shoved it all the way into my mouth in one go. Raúl let out a hoarse moan and put his hand on my head. I started sucking him eagerly, taking him down to the base, drooling, while he thrust his hips.

“What a fucking mouth you’ve got…” he growled.

I was in the middle of blowing him, with his swollen cock filling my throat, when suddenly he grabbed me by the hair and spun me around hard. He shoved me against a pile of grain sacks, yanked my pants down in one pull and, without warning, ripped my underwear apart with one sharp tug. The sound of the fabric tearing made me even hornier.

He spat on my hole and, without a condom or anything, drove his cock into me in a single thrust all the way to the balls.

“Ahhh!” I moaned loudly.

“Shut up, faggot,” he snapped while he started fucking me hard, bare, deep. “I’m going to wreck that little faggot ass of yours.”

He fucked me angrily, gripping my hips, burying it all the way every time. I could feel his balls slapping against me. Suddenly he grabbed the torn underwear, balled it up, and shoved it into my mouth all the way.

“Bite that, pig. I want you to taste your own smell while I split your ass open.”

I started moaning muffled against the cloth, drooling, while he drilled me mercilessly.

“This is what you wanted, right? Catch me jerking off and get turned into a bitch. Now you’re my whore. I’m going to fill your ass with nice hot cum.”

His thrusts became more brutal, faster. He had me completely overpowered, with the underwear in my mouth and his thick cock stretching me nonstop.

“I’m gonna cum… Fuck!” he growled.

And he did. He flooded...