year old widower had worked the land since he was old enough to drive the plow and took over after his parents died in a road accident over 25 years ago. The lanky, tanned farmers stood over 6' 5" tall and looked much younger than his years. He was often mistaken for one of his sons; Tim, Blond husky, with thick forearms, muscular calves and rough hands the size of baseball mitts, and Buck, 27, the spittin image of his father's lanky frame, blond hair, blue eyes and thin, tall, muscular build. Each Friday as the three men rode into town to trade and fat truckers chubs chasers sell their produce, the men strutted through town saying their hellos and drinking a few quick beers before heading back out to the farm. the women fold wet their pants at the sight of the three men and many who had been lucky enough to get fucked by either or all of them dreamed of marriage and settling in to the farmhouse. Ed had taught the boys about sex at an early age and before long had enjoyed man sex with each of them separately and together. It was common to catch the sunrise at the farmhouse and in the still dark morning hours hear young male hunks chubs chasers the rustling of bed covers, the screaming of bedsprings and moans of delight as the men gobbled cock and laid on their backs to get a deep ass plowin before heading to the fields. to them it was just another enjoyable part of life with each other but they were aware of the secrecy involved. Ed's long 10" mushroom headed, uncut prick had stretched many of the town's men's holes and mouths over the years and occasionally the sheriff who Ed had known since childhood joined them in Ed's huge bedroom on cold dark nights or in the hay loft on those steaming hot summer days and studs and spikes chubs chasers nights. Buck, the
