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Kyy wasn't planning on sneaking into the barn that afternoon. He wasn't trying to duck out on his work, and he knew that there was plenty left to do.

When he caught sight of those two primates going at it on the hay bales, however...

"D-damn...why couldn't they have just gone into t-the woods?" Kyy grunted as quietly as he could, as his paw continued to jerk back and forth over the long, swollen length of his cock. Hidden within the barn, surrounded by hay bales that were stacked nearly to the ceiling, Kyy actually didn't have that much privacy, as he barely took the time to close the doors to the barn before he plopped down on his backside and opened the front flap of his overalls.

Wearing nothing underneath was just part of his being a naturalist, and in times like this, it came in especially handy.

"Gotta hurry...before s-someone catches me!" the cheetah couldn't keep his muzzle shut for even a second, as precum flowed liberally over the open digits of his working paw. The black rims of his ears were folding back as he felt an amazing pleasure building up in the pit of his crotch, and his eyes winced shut as he tried to relax his tensing body.

There was just something about being in such a lewd situation that made things so much more exciting for Kyy. Knowing that he might get caught was just an added thrill, and even when the familiar pulses of an impending orgasm ran through the base of his throbbing flesh, he managed to put off the finale, deciding to focus on the sensations just a little bit longer. His open palm rotated slowly around the bare, pink shaft of his manhood and worked the leaking precum back in, using it as a natural lubricant to draw out the enticing moment, as his mind wandered to the thought of having joined in the action, rather than just watching the two primates and taking a mental photo.

That same photo was providing plenty of motivation, however, leaving Kyy to push the corners of his lips up in an excited grin. His legs were beginning to shake against the dusty, dirty floor of the barn as he struggled to fight off his climax, and fangs were finally exposed in a wide, cheerful grin as the first long, thin strand of his seed flew up into the air.

His body shuddered with such a force that the left strap of his overalls fell from the shoulder, but he kept going regardless. His paw was a blur, stroking rapidly against his flesh and squeezing from the base up to the tip, milking his own juices from his body and watching with peaked interest as the slick, sticky mess began to spray across the floor and soak into the bottom of his exposed footpaws. "F-fuck...I...I'm cumming so d-damn hard...g-gonna have to do this more often!" his moans of delight were growing louder, despite his best efforts to hold them off, and no matter how much seed pumped from the slowly draining orbs in his sack, it seemed that there was more, and shockingly, the last rope of cum was perhaps the longest, shooting just under the curve of his chin before it landed on the floor. Dust kicked up and stuck to the same mess on his footpaws, leaving him with quite the issue to clean up before he tucked his length back in and got back to work.

He didn't know that he wouldn't have the chance to do that, just yet.

"Do what more often?"

Eyes that were tightly shut with elation flew open with panic, and Kyy looked up from his slumped position to see the both the first, and the last person he'd want to see in such a predicament. "U-uh...hello, Lou!"

"I asked yer a question, Kyy. Do what more often, exactly? Skip out on work so yer can go make a couple knuckle children?"

There wasn't a right answer for the question. Slow, oozing trails of cum were still spilling over his pawtips, even when his paw finally relaxed and drifted away from his length, carrying thin strands of the same creamy mess with it. "Well...y-you see, sir, I was-

"I saw what yer was doin'," Lou cut him off, narrowing his eyes on the cheetah with a glare that was far less than pleased. "Yer really think that this is what I'm payin' yer for?"

The thick accent was hard for some to understand, but Kyy was well aware of what Lou was saying, and gulped quietly at the prospect of what kind of punishment he might endure for this. He'd likely be forced to go without pay for the rest of the day, and be put out in the manure fields...or worse, Lou might just fire him, and that would be the end of that.

"Lou, sir...I just...I just had to blow off some steam, and the this was the best place to do it!"

" My barn was the best place ta do it? Ya must've gone and bonked yer head!" Lou criticized his farmhand, though his expression was softening with every word. His eyes were still narrowed, but his brow was relaxing, and his mouth was no longer a thin, dry line.

He was actually smiling a little bit as his eyes traveled down to the floor, scanning over the messy seed that had been spilled across the old, dry panels of wood. It was stuck to the tiny strands of hay that had fallen from the bales, and was even dripping from Kyy's footpaws as he trembled nervously, still worried about what might happen to him.

"Spreadin' seed in my barn, eh boy? Only I get t'say who plants what on my farm....yer'd best drop them overalls sharpish, if yer know what's good fer ya, so I can show ya what gets planted where....."

Kyy was too busy trying not to panic that he wasn't sure what he'd heard, at first. He blinked rapidly and tilted his head just a little bit, ready to ask if his boss was serious, but judging by the growing lust upon Lou's face, there was no need to question it. "Lou, you...you ain't serious, are you?" he asked anyway, still wondering if perhaps he was just dreaming up the whole scenario.

Lou stepped back to the front door of the barn and made sure it was tightly closed, before latching a dead bolt across the wooden panels from within. No one would be coming to rescue Kyy, and though Lou wasn't above making an example of the young cheetah, he wanted this particular lesson to remain private.

"I didn't stutter, boy. Drop 'em."

The overalls were already part of the way off as it were, and it wouldn't take Kyy any effort at all to strip them completely from his fur. It was only the shock of what he'd heard that kept him frozen in place, as he tried to convince himself that the moment was real.

His pawtips stroked over his own mess-covered length, and as he felt a fresh chill travel up into the pit of his stomach, he got all of the confirmation he could ever need. Warmth flooded into his cheeks, burning under the warm layer of his golden-yellow fur, and his sticky, dirty paw slowly came back up toward the button of his remaining shoulder strap.

It trembled still, even as it removed the bronzed button and let the front of his overalls spill down to the floor in front of him, landing right in the very mess that he created.

"Y'aint so good at takin' orders," Lou pointed out. Kyy never had a chance to properly strip for his boss, making it only as far as he had before the rat began lowering his own overalls, pulling the clip on each button before he ever took a step closer to the nervous cheetah. "Spose that's okay. Yer just need a little extra help learnin' how this here farm works, boy."

Kyy was still caught between the thrill of letting his boss take him, and the nerves of what might happen if he actually let his boss take him. He only knew Lou to such an extent, and wasn't sure that the rat could be trusted just yet, but a familiar lust within the pits of his stomach wasn't letting him run away. Instead, he managed a small, shy smile as he pushed the front of his overalls down, exposing the lower half of his abdomen, until his cock pulled back through the flap in the front, leaving all of the most important parts of the feline exposed for Lou to enjoy.

Much as Lou was happy to treat Kyy like a visual buffet, he was most concerned with the long, thin tail that stuck out from just above the cheetah's rump. "Ready t'find out where I plant my seed, boy? Ain't hard to gather," he explained in his own way, giving no further clues than what he uttered. Though it hadn't so much as been touched, Lou's cock was already responding to the amorous situation, as blood rushed to the once soft flesh and continued to fill it. With each beat of his heart, more of the same rushed down to his growing length, and it bobbed gently with his steps, until he placed a paw on Kyy's shoulder.

By then, the member was nearly filled, and Kyy was responding in kind, as a second erection was quick to join the first. Even after his powerful orgasm before, Kyy couldn't deny the absolutely thrilling excitement that crawled through his skin, right down his manhood, forcing it to throb once more, even if it might be neglected.

Lou wasn't there to treat Kyy, after all. He was there to treat himself.

"Now this here's a field that's rip fer the takin'!" Lou praised his farmhand, as he gave a firm shove on the shoulder of the cheetah. Kyy didn't resist as strongly as he could have, but even if he were trying, it was likely that the rat could have pinned him down; Lou was stronger than he looked, and years of working on the farm gave him a natural kind of strength that most people couldn't appreciate. "Warm soil...real easy to get a finger in there'n plant a seed..."

Kyy winced quietly as he felt Lou take a tight grip around the base of his tail and force it out of the way, but the pain was absolutely minuscule compared to the arousal that was causing fresh precum to drip from the end of his cock. Even without Lou moving it, Kyy's tail would have stayed well out of the way as the rat examined the tight, clenching asshole of his own employee, and let out a quiet rumble of approval at the sight of it. Light pink flesh was tightly drawn to a tiny entrance, puckering and waiting to be taken by the right person, or in this case, the right rat.

"I'm gonna need yer help, Kyy. Keep that soil nice'n spread fer me..."

There wasn't any lube to be found in the barn...at least, none that would have been safe for the pair to use in the act. Lou couldn't wait to plow his farmhand, but he also knew how important it was to follow all of the proper steps when it came to sewing seeds...he was very formulaic in his approach, and didn't like to skip anything crucial.

In this case, as he gathered up a generous mouthful of saliva and allowed it to trickle down onto Kyy's anus, it was clear that he was willing to make an exception or two, and as Kyy groaned in delight and anticipation, it was clear that he didn't mind.

Thin, slick spittle was applied in such a generous helping that it was dripping down over the back of Kyy's taut, sensitive sack, and precum that spilled from Lou's own cock acted as a little extra lubricant as the rat lined up the tip of his member with the waiting field. "Yer gotta start gentle, boy. Can't just plow that seed all the way in right away, ya see."

Kyy's eyes rolled back in untold pleasure as he finally felt the heated, thick tip of Lou's cock prying at his tight, eager entrance. Doing his part, however, he tried to relax, just as he was instructed. "Y-yes sir..." he groaned, tripping over his words as his entire body shuddered from the delightful sensation of being penetrated.

The head slipped in quite easily, and as Kyy braced his paws against the floor of the barn, Lou kept a grip on his shoulder, before propping his other elbow on one of the hay bales to his side. "Once yer in, yer take it slow. Work t-the soil til it's nice'n tender..." Even Lou, despite his thick accent, couldn't keep from stammering a little as he probed his way into Kyy's deliciously tight ass. The passage was adjusting with every gentle push, and as it was absorbed by the friction, Lou allowed more saliva to drip down onto his member, until he was sure that Kyy's tailhole was saturated with the stuff. "An' once it lets yer in easy...then yer plow it hard!"

Kyy bit down on his lower lip as the rat took a tight grip on his shoulder and forced the rest of his length inside, pounding the cheetah with such a rough, harsh thrust that the feline nearly tore the floor boards up with his claws. Even then, tiny trails were cut into the wood as Kyy arched his back and pushed against Lou's hips, trying to take the rat as deeply as his body would allow, wanting every inch of the wonderfully unique cock of his boss.

Lou was happy to oblige him, as he pulled back and gently began to pump. "A g-good rhythm is essential," Lou pointed out, keeping a bit of a role play going with his farmhand, even as his hips picked up their pace and filled the barn with the quiet pap pap pap of his sack slapping up against the inside of Kyy's thighs. "S-so yer don't mess up the soil!"

"G-got it...thank you, sir!" Kyy played along, knowing that it helped him feel comfortable every bit as much as it helped Lou, himself. "F-fuck...that soil...that soil is ready for your seed, sir!"

It wasn't within the rat to climax so quickly and easily. He didn't want to end such a session too early, even if he knew that he could take Kyy whenever he wanted, now. He still wanted his first fuck with the cheetah to drag on for as long as possible, even if the feline was beginning to clench involuntarily with his inner muscles, providing the rat with a level of pleasure that he wasn't prepared for. He'd keep pounding the poor cheetah, at least, for as long as his body would allow him.

He didn't quite have the youthful endurance that Kyy had, after all, but he had more than enough skill to get the job done.

"I never knew soil could be greedy," Lou teased, even as he felt another tight, eager squeeze around the shaft of his manhood. His precum was already beginning to spill inside of Kyy, though not in any volume that the cheetah might notice. He'd need a proper filling if he was going to feel the seed being planted, and Lou wasn't going to let one of his favorite employees down. "Yer gonna get a lot o' seed if t-that's how you feel!"

Lou wasn't the only one being selfish in the moment. Kyy wanted the session to last as long as it could, as well, but perhaps even more than that, he felt the need to feel the cum of the rat spilling out of his ass from the sheer volume of it, and didn't know if he had the patience to wait much longer for it. His own precum was already spilling down from the tip of his cock in thin streams, until it began to splash and pool upon the dusty floor of the barn, joining the mess that had been made earlier.

That same mess was already soaked into the knees of Kyy's overalls as he struggled to stay upright against the domineering rat above him. "T-this soil needs a lot of seed...t-trust me...fucking fill it up!" he demanded of Lou, knowing that might not work out in his favor, but as his eyes winced tightly shut, he was past the point of caring. He felt like he might reach another orgasm just from the sensation of being so perfectly fucked, without so much as a brushing glance to his cock.

"Gotta work w-with the soil, I guess," Lou agreed, before the pleasure of his climax finally broke his silly role play. "Nnngh... fuck, Kyy...I'm cummin'! F-fuckin cummin right in yer t-tight little ass...g'damn!" he grunted aloud, knowing that anyone who passed by the side windows of the barn would clearly pick up on what was happening inside of it.

White, sticky seed began to flow forth, bursting inside of Kyy with a violent pace. His inner walls were completely soaked within seconds, and over the back of his sack, he could feel the excess cum spilling down, making a terrible mess of him and even dripping down inside of his overalls as he failed to contain it. "S-shit, it's going everywhere! Lou...g-gimme more, please!" Kyy begged, as his face twisted up in grinning, delighted pleasure.

Lou wasn't going to admit that he'd gone too long between his last time and then, but Kyy could certainly feel that it was true. He almost felt a bulging at the underside of his tummy as his body tried to contain the rush of cum...it was heavenly to the cheetah, even if he couldn't possibly hold all of it in. "Such a damned mess already," Lou groaned, as he watched his own yield spilling back and soaking the fur upon his crotch. There really was no such thing as clean work on a farm, and Lou was happy to remind Kyy of the same as he slowly pulled his member back and watched the show with eager eyes.

Cum spilled out in earnest from the wide, gaping tailhole, coating Kyy's inner thighs and the crotch of his overalls as he slumped over into all of the sticky mess. His chest was panting and heaving against the floor, but his muzzle was spread wide with a happy, satisfied grin...one that Lou mirrored in a more subtle way.

"Y...you think it took, Lou?"

"Oh, it took," the rat confirmed, as he gently stroked the base of his member to ride out the last waves of his orgasm. "But now comes the hard part."

"What's that?"

"Waiting for the growing season t'pass so I can plant s'more."

Kyy raised a brow. "And how long does that take?"

"At my age? Bout fifteen minutes."