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Kentaro heaved a long, tired sigh as he finally parked the slow tractor by the Barn, where it normally sat. He slipped from the seat and landed in the mud, his boots pressing firmly into the squelchy dirt and sinking a little from the pressure. The Dragon's body was dripping from sweat due to the summer heat, and he wiped his forehead, slicking back his vibrant green hair.

Ken and Goro had worked on the farm for a week now, and over the course of their time they had spent performing manual labour for their host, Winston, they had grown more humble. At first, they had resented the work they'd be given, and Ken often complained about how dirty he got, being forced to wash out pens and clean animals from time to time, as well as trudge through chicken coops and the like. Goro had clearly disliked it as well, but hadn't been as vocal about his dismay at the work. Like any other teen from the city, they had been annoyed about it.

However, after a few days, they had come to admire the fruits of their labours. Waking up early in the morning to collect the eggs from the coops meant they had an amazing breakfast. Getting the livestock out into their outdoor pens or onto the field meant the animals had a healthy life, and that meant they were worth more. They'd come to respect the farm, and it's host, for the work that was put into maintaining it. They understood that it took hard work to get a lot out of it. Not only that, but they'd received their own dungarees to wear, courtesy of their host. They were thankful for that: the city clothes they wore were not suited to vigorous manual labour.

The respect was reciprocated by Winston, who deemed the Twins incredibly good at their job. Whilst they had initially complained, and he'd scolded them for it, they quickly took to the tasks he gave them with gusto and began to feel better about doing it. Winston had even left them in charge of the farm for a day or two whilst he drove to the city to deliver crops, though he was nervous about leaving them behind with his 'pride and joy', as he often put it. Yet, when he returned, the place was as he had left it: well maintained without any glaring problems. He was truly grateful that they'd kept to their word.

Of course, the twins had done more than just that. In the privacy of themselves, without the Bull watching them, the twin Dragons had fucked many of the horses without any shame in their actions. They primarily focused on the rich Stallions of the herd, having been informed by Winston days before that they were all breeder Horses, designed specifically to pass on good genes to their offspring. They understood vaguely what it meant, but had latched onto the word 'breeder' with a sickly lust.

They'd performed the sexual acts everywhere, and at any time. In the two days they'd had, they had screwed a number of the horses in the morning, and out on the field in full view of whoever saw them, which turned out to be no one, since they never came out this far. They had toyed with them during the day and had even had more fun with them come the evening, making the most of the private time they had with the Horses, in the event they'd have no chance to in the future.

They had begun to rank the Horses in order of best to worst over time, though it had been difficult to denote them into a decent, accurate list. All of them were amazing, and as such they struggled to fit them in order with ease. A number of the Horses couldn't quite hit the mark when it came to mounting, or were averse to the idea of receiving anal, so they often ended up at the bottom of the list.

Yet, the one that stood out on top was their first experience, the rich white Stallion with the impressive set hidden beneath him. They had asked, as casually as they could, about the Horse, and Winston had swelled with pride when he spoke of him. According to their host, the Horse was named Alfredo, and had been with the farm a little over 2 years. During that time, he'd been an exceptional breeder, and incredibly social. He was everything a farmer could want, apparently. The Twins weren't so fussed on the name, yet they were titillated that they had been lewdly fucking their host's prized Horse.

Ken strode across the farm, and Goro appeared from the stables, a tired expression on his face as the two joined up, making their way towards the farmhouse. It was late afternoon now, and was just about time for supper, before they called it a night. Winston had always insisted on taking the Horses in the evening, and the Twins were beginning to question why. During the time they'd had the farm to themselves, it had taken them under an hour to get all the Horses corralled and into the Stables without very many hiccups, yet Winston always took a little over 3 hours. It baffled them, yet they never questioned it openly, instead choosing to speculate in secret.

They heard the faint trickle of water from around the back of Winston's house, and they made their way down the side of the building to spot the Bull underneath the outdoor shower.

The Bull never appeared to care much about decency with the Twins around, something that would have made many adult officials concerned. Ken and Goro had seen the Bull naked on more than one occasion, primarily when he was showering, but also when he would get up in the morning. They had seen the Bull naked, cooking breakfast, on a couple of their early morning wake-up calls. He never appeared to make a fuss of hiding himself, those he always wore clothes during the day. They had speculated if he was doing it on purpose to tease them, maybe even flirt, but had no definitive proof. He acted as he normally did every time.

The Twins lounged against the side of the building as they watched Winston wash himself under the outdoor shower, with plumbing sourced from the house itself. They had to admit, the Bull was attractive: he had a hulking set of rippling muscles all across his body, leaving his shoulders broad and his chest firm and flat. He had strong arms and legs, with flat hips that merely accentuated just how ripped his was.

But often, their topic of discussion was on the Bull's cock. They never made their interest known publicly, though Ken and Goro often giggled and commented on the impressive set: Winston's impressive, flaccid dick hung fairly low down and swayed left and right, humanoid in appearance with a long enough foreskin to cover the head of his member. Not only that, but he had a massive set of balls, big enough to rival Alfredo's own pair. The Twins often speculated how large the Bull got, when he was hard: was it over 10 inches, or below? Thick, or thin? There were so many questions that needed answering.

Winston had, eventually, spotted them by the side of the house and he waved over at them. They grinned back, acting casual and making no mention or glance towards the thick, exposed cock, keeping their stark interest in sex to themselves.

"You're quick, boys," Winston remarked as they turned off the shower, stepping out from underneath it and striding over to them, letting the water drip down his muscles and onto the grass below. Ken and Goro shifted to appear more comfortable, grins wide on their faces.

"You know us," Ken replied cockily. "We always get the work done."

"That you do. That you do." Winston patted both of them firmly on the back and walked past them, patting down his fur to make sure he wasn't dripping as much. He rounded the corner of the house and up the porch steps, into the house. The Dragons followed him, kicking off their boots at the door. They didn't want to track mud into the house.

"So, I take it all the work's done?" Winston guessed as he heaved his way upstairs, and the two of them got a good, fine look at the Bull's ass as he ascended the steps.

"Yeah." Ken loosely replied, gesturing to his brother as the two made their way into the kitchen. They slumped down in their seats and enjoyed the brief reprieve, the pair of them exhausted: today was an especially hot day, no doubt the hottest it had been all week, and it had left them sweaty.

"Good." Winston spoke as he appeared in the entrance to the kitchen, a pair of dungarees over his wet body. The Twins hadn't noticed it before, but it was prominent now, just exactly how much the Bull's large member bulged in his clothing. They tried not to look at it as Winston rounded the table to the fridge.

"You two are really doing great: better than most your age, I have to say." Winston remarked as he pulled out various things he was going to cook, whipping it up in a frying pan. The air was filled with the rich aroma of cooking meat within moments, and Ken's stomach growled. Goro's own stomach did soon after, and the two bore a brief, sheepish expression.

"We just want to work hard." Ken continued to be the one to do the talking as Goro glanced over at the Bull, watching his tail flick left and right as he made them dinner.

"Good! You don't see many hard-working kids nowadays." Winston went on to say as he flipped the food in the pan, and the Twins heard the sharp sizzle of the meat searing against the heat. They were starving, and were thankful that dinner wouldn't take long. It was a ritual of theirs, to sit as Winston cooked and talk.

They continued to converse about random topics, from life in the city to work that needed to be finished by the end of today. Eventually, Winston dished out their dinner, consisting of a few steaks and hash browns, along with a healthy dollop of mashed potato, coupled with a small serving of vegetables. The Dragons thanked Winston in turn, quickly tucking into their food before it went cold.

They ate in a fragmented silence once more, with the occasional quip from either of them. They often focused on eating rather than talking during this time, as they needed the energy to continue the rest of the day.

As their plates were finally polished off, Ken stood to take them and dump them by the sink to wash later. He stretched his back out, letting out a loud yawn and covering his mouth as he did so.

"Tired already, huh? Don't sweat it," Winston began, getting to his feet and dusting his dungarees down from crumbs and various debris he'd acquired from eating. "I'll get the Horses in. You two go and get some sleep."

He patted Goro's shoulder from his seated position, and Ken the same, heading around the side of the table and down the hall. They heard the click of the door swinging open and the heavy steps of the Bull descending the steps out onto the farm. The Twins stood in silence for a moment before they eventually moved.

"I have an idea." Ken grinned lewdly as they hopped up the stairs into their small room. It was mostly as they'd left it the first time they came here, as they had no material possessions to take with them, bar from their mobile phones. Ken flopped down onto the bed and Goro soon followed, the pair of them relaxing on the plush mattress.

"What is it?" Goro asked, rolling onto his side to face his brother, watching his cocky grin.

"How about...when Winston's asleep, we sneak and in...get a closer look?" Ken suggested, sneaking a little closer to his brother. He popped one of the buttons on Goro's dungarees and they fell apart easily, exposing some of his chest to his sibling.

"Wait. Whilst he's sleeping?" Goro felt a tingle of excitement shoot up his spine as the prospect of such an obscene act, reaching out to pop the buttons on his brother's clothes for himself. The two squirmed and shifted out of their clothes until they were in nothing but their underwear, firmly pressed together.

"Yeah," Ken murmured out breathlessly. "Just go right in and..."

"Suck his dick?" Goro finished his sentence, and the two of them chuckled in unison. Ken lowered his mouth onto his brother's neck, planting a very heated lick along his scaled collarbone. The Dragon huffed and groaned in response as their bodies pressed together. Their bulges, hidden underneath their boxers, swelled and rubbed together, sliding up and down.

The Twins squirmed and toyed with each other, mainly to pass the time as they waited for Winston to return. They grinded and rolled their hips for a good number of minutes as their mouths pressed and kissed in various places. They didn't want to cum: not yet, anyway. They were saving it up.

Goro eventually grew tired of humping, but Ken wanted to keep going. So, the Dragon rolled over and Ken pressed into him from behind, grinding his tenting member up against his sibling's backside, rolling his hips and sliding his dick back and forth as his arms firmly hugged Goro around the waist.

A considerable time passed before, finally, Winston re-entered the house and made his way up the stairs with a long, audible sigh. He had taken a lot less time than before, nearing closer to an hour and a half, rather than a full 3 hours of herding. The Twins laid in their bed as they heard Winston enter his room and flop down onto his bed. As if on cue, he began snoring roughly 10 minutes later, as he had done every night.

The Twins shifted around, still tenting in their boxers as they waited a little longer. They didn't want to accidentally wake him up by starting too early, at the very least.

"Soon?" Goro asked, sounding a little bit too excited. He, along his brother, had been fantasising about the Bull's cock for a while now.

"Give him another 10 minutes, to be sure." Ken suggested, though he was just as on edge and excited about it as his brother was, his tenting member sliding against his brother's ass. He was desperate for it.

After a moment, they decided it was high time they moved. Rolling out of bed, they made their way towards the door and tip-toed across the landing towards Winston's room. Goro slid his hand across the door in dim light until he found the handle. With a sharp twist, he slowly opened the room. The hinge creaked slightly as it swung open, causing the two of them to wince.

Winston clearly didn't fit very well in his bed. Despite it being a double size, his hooves dangled off the edge, teetering left and right. He laid flat on his back, his hands crossed on his stomach. He hadn't yet had the time to roll around his bed enough to get tangled in the flimsy blanket, so it remained draped over his muscled, slumbering form.

Slowly, the Twins made their way towards the bed, their stomachs tingling with excitement and wonder. They had wanted to do this all week, but weren't able to find the right time. They were good at seducing, but hadn't sussed the Bull out enough to wonder if he'd be into it or not.

Goro was the first to take charge. Tentatively, he placed his hand on the Bull's chest, and they heard Winston sigh in his sleep, shifting left and right, but remaining flat on his back. The Twins black a shaky breath, realising he was probably just adjusting into a more comfortable position.

Goro's hands continued to stroke, tracing his fingers along the rippling muscle and feeling every knot and bump along the way. His fingers curled through the wiry chest hair, and around to the tiny nubs of the Bull's nipples. It was exhilarating, to touch Winston like this, without his knowledge.

Kentaro was much more direct in what he wanted. The Dragon's hand traced down and he pulled at the covers, slipping them further and further down the Bull's body. He paused as the hem of the blanket reached the pelvis, as if teasing Goro into demanding him to move it lower. He grinned over at his sibling, who simply shook his head. With a small snicker, Ken pulled the rest of the covers down.

The thick, humanoid member came into view for the both of them to see, their eyes glinting with hunger. Ken was the first to touch it, his small, teen fingers running through the pubic fur as the base before he slipped his hand between the warmth of the flaccid cock and the large balls underneath. He heard Winston groan in his sleep and flex his hips upwards a little to the touch, sparking a tingle of excitement in Ken's gut.

"He's huge." Ken whispered quietly to his Twin, who nodded, his eyes transfixed on the large member as well. Soon, his own hand joined his brother's own as the two of them openly groped the Bull's cock. Slowly, they began to feel it swell and twitch in the Bull's sleep, growing stiffer and stiffer by the second.

Ken grinned, thinking they must be doing something right. He squeezed again and reached up to the tip, swirling a finger around the foreskin's entrance, before he slowly tugged the skin back. He revealed the glans, tucking the foreskin underneath the blunt ridge at the edge of the head. The member was already at half mast, and slowly pulsing, stiffening with each passing second. Goro felt his mouth go dry as the sight of the thick, swollen head of Winston's cock and he reached down to give it a firm squeeze, eliciting a powerful throb from the member in response.

Winston was clearly enjoying himself, a small groan escaping his lips as the Twins played with his member whilst he slept. His dreams were filled with pleasant sensations and various imaginings of busty women, or men, and their presenting hindquarters. Ken slowly began to pump the member with both of his hands as Goro turned his attention to something much more alluring: the balls.

Goro tucked his hands under the large sack and felt a sudden warmth as his digits firmly embedded themselves in the creases around Winston's inner thigh and taint. Goro was eager to keep going, and he trailed his hands up, clutching the swollen orbs firmly in his hands and rolling them around in his fingers. For the Bull, it was a heavenly sensation, even in his slumber: he could feel each and every little movement, which only brung him closer and closer to the edge.

"I want a taste." Ken muttered breathlessly, clambering up onto the bed and hearing the wooden frame that held the mattress up creaking under the combined weight of his teen body and a 7 foot tall Bull. He winced, hoping the sound wasn't enough to wake the Bull up, but it appeared he remained asleep still. Slowly, Ken lowered his head and tugged the foreskin back, staring hungrily at the bead of pre-cum that formed at the tip. With one powerful throb, more of it spurted forth, and a thin line of pre-cum trailed down the member, along the underside and down to the Dragon's working hands.

Ken enclosed the end of his maw around the tip of the member and found it almost too large to fit in his mouth normally, compared to some of the other cocks he'd taken in there, namely his sibling's smaller length. He opened his jaw wide and let the thick member slide along his tongue. Goro peeked up to watch, concerned for the safety of his brother's mouth: if he had the guess, the cock must have been 11 inches or more: he knew Ken would struggle to take what he could.

But, the Dragon was a fighter. Ken pushed his mouth lower and lower, taking a good 2 or 3 inches before the head of the cock pressed firmly into the back of his throat, causing him to gag a little bit. He yanked his head back, keeping his teeth firmly away from the sensitive flesh. He knew if he nicked it at any point, the Bull would wake up.

Winston huffed and groaned in his slumber, his cock pulsing weakly as his dreams were filled with the passionate love-making of the busty females, and possibly males, he'd imagined before. Goro continued to stroke and squeeze the large sack as Ken got the full satisfaction of stroking along the thick member with his greedy hands whilst his tongue coiled and wormed, tasting every possible inch he could reach.

Winston was getting close, and both Dragons knew it: they could hear his breathing growing more and more labored, his groaning becoming more intense the better he felt. Ken rolled his mouth back, and Goro moved up to join in the stroking. 4 little hands worked along the member, squirming and squeezing in all the right places as their tongues licked and slathered, lapping up the pre-cum from the head before kissing lower down along the length.

Suddenly, the Bull tensed. He pushed his hips forward into their hands, and Ken knew he was about to cum. He shot his head up and opened his mouth wide as the first, thick spurt of cum shot right up into his mouth, and he caught it effortlessly in his maw, smacking his lips closed and gulping it down. Goro was not as quick, and before he could move his head up to grab the next rope of sperm, it shot up over his nose, landing in a fine string along Winston's chest, trailing all the way down to his stomach.

But, it didn't stop there. Winston convulsed multiple times and the Twins fought to catch every string of cum in their mouth, wanting to gulp down the salty nectar rather than spill it. The Bull groaned with each meaty pump of his cock, thick ropes of fluid spurting from the tip. The off-peak convulsions made their way free in the form of thick, sticky globules that bubbled from the end of his member and trickled down the top to drip unceremoniously onto his lower stomach.

Ken and Goro huffed and moaned to themselves, barely above a whisper. Their heads butted and nudged together, mouths open wide as they fought to collect more than the other. But, as much as they fought, the majority of it missed, either arcing over their small snouts, or getting caught between them, until both of their noses were plastered with sticky Bull cum. Winston's orgasm faded as quickly as it had arrived, leaving the Twins feeling disappointed they hadn't caught much of it. They looked down at their handiwork, seeing multiple strings of cum ladened over their host's chest.

"Our turn?" Ken asked with a cocky grin as his tongue lolled out, coiling around his nose to lick up what globs of cum he could reach. Goro was doing the same with his own tongue, and after the deliberation, he agreed.

Both of them seemed to have the right idea in their mind. They left the room, but not after pulling the covers up to make sure that Winston remained as they'd left him, albeit a little more sticky than before. They tip-toed out of the room, their erections bobbing up and down and they traipsed along the hallway and into the privacy of their own room, both of them hungry for each other.

Ken was the first to make his move, and he grabbed his sibling, tossing him down onto the bed, on his back. Goro let out a weak grunt in response, momentarily breathless, before the other Dragon was upon him. The two of them squirmed and writhed against each other, letting out small gasps and moans of pleasure.

"Do it..." Goro murmured, hungry and desperate, but Ken had other ideas. Ken's hand snuck down, tugging their boxers away from their bodies as lined himself up alongside the Dragon, his hand firmly grasping the both of them at once. Their cocks pulsed in each other's grip and Goro let out a small groan.

"Keep it down, Pornstar." Ken warned with a cocky grin as their snouts pressed together, tongues lashing out in a passion, lewd, forbidden kiss. Goro writhed underneath his brother, who mercilessly bucked and thrust his hips against his brother's cock, his hand firmly rubbing them both together. At first, the only noises was the small smacking of their lips and the gentle groans of approval, before it quickly devolved into primal grunts and the wet, sloppy sound of their pre-cum all over their dicks.

Kentaro wasn't going to last very long, and he knew it. His hips bucked and writhed as his grunts devolved into hot, sharp pants of lust and desperation. He wildly pistoned his hand as he grew closer and closer to orgasm. He felt Goro twitching and tensing beneath him.

"Fuck. Gonna bust...!" Ken grunted out and Goro let out a hot, shaky breath in response, his own body quivering from the sensation. The orgasm hit Ken with full force, and he humped forwards, letting out a lewd moan of pure bliss as he spurted a thick, sticky rope of cum onto his brother's chest, followed by a number of weaker spurts that dribble down onto their dicks and slicked up his weak humping.

Goro came moments later, shuddering violently underneath his brother as he huffed out a sharp exhale. He bucked his hips up and shot a particularly gooey rope of semen onto his own chest, and their cum mixed together against his body, the air filled with their tired, blissful pants.

Ken wobbled there for a moment, propped up on one hand, before the exhaustion was too much, and he rolled, flopping into his back next to his Twin. The two of them took deep, shallow gulps of air as they attempted to level their breathing out. Goro was practically plastered in cum, whilst Ken was more or less immaculate, bar from a few sticky fingers that he tiredly wiped clean within moments.

They were both done, and both of them were...oddly satisfied. Winston was as large they had expected him to be, and damn, it had been so hot. They wouldn't mention it, and they had a feeling he wouldn't either.

The two of them rolled to face one-another, occasionally licking each over on the nose to clean up what remnants of Winston's load remained on their bodies. They fell into a light slumber soon after, filled with lewd dreams of their host's twitching length, and the possibility of his wildly bucking body atop them.

They had become accustomed to waking up early, and didn't need a drilling from their host to get out of bed. Ken had set his alarm, and it rang out for them to get up. The two of them crawled out of bed in the nude, heading the Bull stomping about leisurely downstairs. The smell of bacon and eggs filled their nostrils: Winston must have gotten up earlier and already done the morning chores. That made them suspicious.

They quickly showered and dressed in the same dungarees as yesterday, heading down the stairs and into the kitchen. Breakfast was just being laid out on the table, and Winston shot them both a happy grin.

"Good morning," He greeted them. "Eat up. Busy day ahead."

The Twins glanced to each other and took their seats, hungrily digging into their large breakfast, consisting of toast, bacon, eggs, sausages, and more.

"How'd you sleep?" Ken chimed in, and then winced from pain. Goro had kicked him under the table for asking the question.

"Pretty good," Winston nonchalantly replied, as if he didn't know what they might be referring to. "Yourselves?"

"Yeah. Good." Goro replied to him before Ken could open his big mouth. The two of them bit down into the food quite happily and munched away.

"Good, good. I had some pretty good dreams." Winston remarked leisurely, piling his food into a sandwich and taking a huge bite.

The Twins looked to each other, a small smile playing on their lips. They imagined he did.

As they were finishing their food, they heard a sharp bleat from outside. Winston peered out the window and let out a sigh of frustration, spotting a number of sheep wandering over the Farm.

"They got out again." He sighed, a smile on his face as he wiped his hands on a towel. "Our work never ends."

"That it doesn't." Ken remarked as he got to his feet. The three of the left the barn to corral the sheep back to the Barn.

Their work never ended, sure. But, it was just about to get even more interesting.