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 Nick and the Farmer, Ch.  II (Mm, teen, oral, cum, nc, drugs, puke) by
Daniel G.

   We started off pretty hardcore and I don't intend on letting up.  Don't
read if you're under 18 or have a weak stomach.

   *****



   It was near 2 PM when Nick's door creaked open, Daddy standing there
with what looked to be a few rubber gloves in his hand.

   "Lunch time!  Breakfast in your case," chuckled the burly man, who was
dressed in a pair of ragged jeans with a hole where his bull-like balls
hung down.  It was then that Nick realized they weren't clear rubber
gloves, but around 15 condoms, all filled with one or more loads of sperm.

   "Been saving my loads every time I fucked one of those prostitute boys
that make me wear a rubber.  Now you get the honors," he smiled, setting to
draping each of the condoms over a chair in the teenager's room.  Nick was
horrified as he saw their contents - the semen within the rubbers was a
mucky yellow color, and globbed around thickly as they swayed on the
backrest.  Some of those loads were over 3 weeks old.  Nick had grown
accustomed to eating cum, but this was a new perversion for him to partake
in.

   "I don't...  do I need to do it now?" asked the teen meekly, prompting a
look of rage from the farmer.

   "You'll do it now or it'll become the only food group you're allowed. 
And I'll pull those fucking teeth to make sure of it," growled Daddy,
crossing his arms as all 15 of the contraceptive devices were hanging from
the back of the seat.  He gestured to the boy, and then to the chair - Nick
knew what to do.

   The handsome teenager slowly got off his bed, his hole still sore from
the last night's bestial activities.  He awkwardly made his way to the
wooden chair and sat on it, facing the backrest.  All the condoms were from
a different point in the last 3 weeks, and reflected their age in the color
of their contents.  The yellower the load, the older it was.  Nick gulped
and slowly picked up one of the more white-looking ones.

   Grimacing, he raised the end of the condom to his lips, and tilted it up
so that the gooey cream would travel down the tube and into his mouth.  He
shuddered as it touched the tip of his tongue, and continued to ooze out
into his mouth.  It was bad enough when the stuff was straight from the tap
- this cum had time to get cold.  It made him disgusted, but he soldiered
through.

   He had gotten to his fifth condom when he started to get queasy.  Nick
knew that it wasn't good to eat old food, yet here he was swallowing
week-old ball batter.  He took his mind off his task by counting just how
many babies could have been made with the greasy slime that was now coating
his esophagus.  It made him smile.

   Daddy was standing aside, watching as his pet devoured the cum from the
rubber sheathes.  He was disappointed that the pimps he knew wouldn't let
him bareback the boys he fucked, but this was well worth it.  After all,
there was a good reason why the pimps were wary of the man.  He had
accumulated enough sexual disease from his travels to kill him before age
45.  Luckily for him, he had connections to good pharmacists and drug
dealers.

   Nick licked his dry lips as he tilted up the 8th condom, the sludgy
liquid dribbling down and towards his tongue.  He closed his eyes and then
whimpered at the taste as it hit his buds.  The teen was getting closer to
the oldest of the rubber cocksleeves.  Without regard for his well-being,
Daddy pulled a syringe from his back pocket and squatted behind Nick,
injecting him with a mixture of heroin and hormones that would arouse the
boy.

   He yelped at the feeling of the jab, but in seconds his eyes were
widened and he was downing the rest of the goopy sperm-containers, the last
one taking a while to travel down the tube into his maw.  He swallowed in
disgust, feeling it move down to his stomach like white glue.  He turned
towards the older man, who was now naked and stroking his filthy cock.

   "Straight from the tap now," he said with a lewd grin, beckoning Nick to
get on his knees in front of the farmer.  He did as he was told, dropping
in front of the man, who grabbed him by his blond mop of hair and jammed
the boy's face into his hairy, musty crotch.  His cock was veiny, uncut,
and knotty, with balls that refused to grow much hair, but made up for it
in potency.  All aspects of his manhood were enormous, testes slightly
smaller than fuzzy tennis balls and a cock that could (and had) give a
female horse pleasure.

   He ground his sweaty balls all over the teenager's perfectly smooth
face, greasing up the cute boy's mug.  The man certainly loved the contrast
of his vinegary balls scraping along the nose of the handsome young Adonis.
Nick held his breath as his face was molested, but finally began taking
gasping breaths through his mouth.  Daddy watched from above as his mouth
opened wide for breaths, and, with excellent timing, stabbed his cock down
the kid's throat as he was drawing air into his lungs.  This resulted in
the cock shoving into his windpipe, Nick's drug-hazed eyes going wide at
the immense pain.  The sadistic man held him there until his face turned
purple, and then finally let the kid breathe.

   He dragged the head of his cock around and around the boy's open mouth,
pulling back his foreskin to smear cock cheese all over his pouty lips. 
The sight of it gave the man a wicked idea.

   "Maybe tomorrow for breakfast I'll scrape the smegma off the horses'
cocks into a bowl for ya.  Like the sound of that?" he asked with a lick of
his lips.

   "N -" the boy began to protest, cut short by that slimy member shoving
deep down his throat.  Daddy began fucking his face in earnest, fat balls
swinging within their thin, loose sack.  They whacked Nick on the chin
multiple times.  That cock pumped his throat hard, harder than usual, and
it wasn't helping Nick's already-upset stomach.

   Within minutes, the attractive teen was heaving, and then instantly
vomited a mix of stomach acid and semen onto Daddy's crotch.  The older man
plugged Nick's mouth, forcing him to throw up right out of his nostrils. 
It was intensely painful, and his eyes watered, but Nick's stomach was
quickly emptied.  He closed his eyes tightly and cried as the farmer simply
continued, chuckling at the kid's weak belly.

   Daddy wasn't put off at all, he simply reached over to where Nick's only
pillow was, and began mopping it off his legs and the floor as he left his
penis in that warm mouth.  Tossing it back onto the teen's bed, he resumed
skull-fucking the poor 15-year-old.  His balls were tightening up and
swelling as his cum started boiling.

   "Said you'd get it, faggot...  here it is!" groans Daddy, pulling his
cockhead out to Nick's lips and jerking his shaft fast as his cumload began
spewing onto the pink wriggling tongue.  It was a large load, salty and
bleachy, and Nick swallowed it quickly to avoid tasting it too much.  The
muscular farmer sighed when he finished sperming, rubbing his cock along
the puke-stained cheeks of the younger male.

   "Take a minute to clean your mess.  Then hit the stables and get to
fucking work," he growled, slapping Nick on the face hard and exiting the
room.

   The boy was too worn to sob, simply sitting on the chair with a groan
and spitting the taste out of his mouth.  He wiped his lips off and stood
up, something banging against his desk with a loud thud.  He looked down
and was shocked to find that his cock was harder than steel, and leaking!
The drugs Daddy injected him with had worked, in a way, and he marveled at
the size of his hard penis.

   He was taken by the sudden urge to fill something with his meat, and
inject it with his DNA.

   ****** I'm new to this so I hope you liked it.  If you have any ideas or
revisions for me, email me!  dangauthor@gmail.com