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Three days. Three days is all that remained of their time on the farm, and Kentaro and Goro were almost sad to see it coming to an end.

They had grown to respect the working man's job, and come to enjoy the fruits of their labours. Each task meant a reward, be it pride or something more material. Winston had taught them well, but not all things lasted forever. They knew that, at one point, they would have to leave. They just didn't know it would be so soon.

It was a Thursday, and they were due to leave on Sunday. The two of them were wandering down the dirt path in their matching dungarees, the legs of them caked in mud and their boots equally as dirty. They had just finished cleaning out the pens, and neither one of them looked displeased about it. They nudged and messed with each other as they walked, heading towards the farmhouse in the hopes there might be lunch available for them.

Of course, their eyes drifted to the stables as they walked past it, feeling a tingling in their stomachs. Over the two weeks, they had begun to love screwing the horses. That was the thing they were going to miss the most. It was almost like an addiction, a thirst that couldn't be quenched inside them.

"You wanna go at it again tonight?" Ken suggested with a lewd grin, sparking a similar sort of smile from his sibling. The two of them had played with them almost every night, bar from the odd one or two when they were too tired to pleasure themselves, or busy with other matters.

They strode into the farmhouse and the aroma of sizzling bacon wafted into their nostrils, making their stomachs growl with a sharp intensity. They were starving. They quickly made their way to the kitchen to find Winston standing at the stove, slapping bacon onto plates as the remainder of it sizzled away in the pan.

"Just in time, boys," He began, turning to them with a wide smile. "Lunch is almost done."

They were going to miss Winston as well, of course. Not only was he a great cook, but he'd single-handedly maintained the farm for so long. The twins had a profound respect for him, as well as a deep-seated desire. They had played with him in his sleep a couple of days ago, and since then they haven't stopped wondering what kinds of naughty things he gets up to.

Goro slumped into a seat, and Ken soon followed as plates were put onto the table, ladened with bacon, eggs, and fried toast. The twins were ravenous in their eating and wasted no time in making sure every last morsel was devoured. They barely had time to take a drink until it was all one, with barely a crumb or two remaining.

"Damn, you two must have been hungry." Winston was methodical and slow with his eating, and was barely halfway through his own food when he gawked at the Twin's empty plates.

"It's been a tiring day," Ken remarked. "The pigs weren't too happy with being moved."

"S'why we do it in the morning," Winston replied, pointing his fork at the Dragon. "It was just unlucky today that we have to corral the cattle."

The twins nodded in agreement. The calves had somehow wandered out of their pens and were found all around the farm when they had woken in the morning. It had taken them an hour to get them back to their mothers, and it meant they were badly off-schedule for the rest of the day. As such, they had had to move the pigs back inside for a brief period to clean the pens, though the livestock had clearly not enjoyed being moved at such an odd time.

Ken heaved a long sigh and stretched out as Goro firmly slicked back his damp green hair, snorting through his nose. The two of them were exhausted, but there was still plenty to do, and they knew it.

"You've got 5 minutes, then we gotta get the crops tended to," Winston reminded them, standing up and taking the plates over to the sink. He sighed himself: he sounded pretty exhausted. But then, working on a farm was a particularly physically demanding job.

The twins enjoyed the brief reprieve, before they eventually got up and left to take the tractor for a spin before it got too dark.

They spent the better part of the afternoon heading up and down the fields, tending to the vast acres of crops one by one. Sure, it took a long time, yet they somehow managed it.

The tractor trundled onwards as they slowly made their way back to the farm. Their lanky frames somehow managed to occupy the same seat at the same time, and they sat squashed up together. It would take a considerable length of time to drive the hulking red mass back down to the farm.

"Jeez. We're gonna be here forever." Ken sighed, rolling his head back as the vibrant, sweltering heat beat down upon them, leaving them feeling dehydrated.

"I know. Won't be too long, though: we'll be back before sundown." Goro guessed, scratching his head for a moment. He adjusted the straw hat on his head that kept them relatively in the shade. Kentaro sported a similar hat, and he was thankful for it.

"Well...I know one way to pass the time." Ken suggested with a sly little grin, leaning a little closer to his sibling and snaking a hand around his back to cup against his side.

"...Are you sure?" Goro looked nervous for once, glancing around them. "I mean, someone could see us."

"And would you really care?" Ken shot back at him, tracing his other finger down Goro's chest. They were mostly naked underneath the dungarees, leaving their chests exposed. Ken popped a button on his brother's clothes, and the strap slid off Goro's shoulders, exposing a good portion of his stomach.

"Ken..." Goro began, feeling a shiver run up his spine as the other button was mercilessly popped as well. The front of the dungarees sagged forwards and Ken slipped his hand down the front, dipping underneath the denim. He trailed lower and lower until he hit the sweet spot, and Goro's breath hitched in his throat.

"I know you want it." Ken groaned against Goro's neck as his fingers worked around his brother's slowly growing member, feeling it stiffen and throb in his hand. Goro couldn't deny this felt great, and the thrill of being outside made it all the more sweeter.

"Yes." He breathlessly replied, tilting his head. The two met in a passionate kiss as their jaws butted against each other. Tongues lashed out and licked and slathered. They somehow managed to remain on the seat, despite their passionate writhing.

"I want you. Now." Ken demanded, and Goro immediately understood. Goro stood, and Ken's hungry hands immediately tugged at his brother's clothes, pulling them down until he was fully exposed in the summer light, wobbling a little as his balance was thrown off. He slowly bent over, placing his hands on the tractor wheel.

Ken's hungry hands grasped as his brother's ass, spreading it apart. He'd seen it all before: the sweet little pucker hidden beneath the scaled cheeks, but it was a thrill to see it every time. He pushed his mouth forwards, and his tongue went to town on the entrance. The fleshy muscle was dexterous, squirming and rolling around the entrance as his greedy hands massaged the firm rump.

Goro's breath turned into hot, lustful pants, his member throbbing in the air as his brother ferociously slathered his ass with spit. He moaned his brother's name a good number of times as he felt the tongue piercing his entrance and wriggling deep into his insides. It squirmed back and forth, pushing in and out.

"Shit, don't stop..." Goro grunted, reaching down to squeeze and rub his own cock as he felt the tongue sliding back and forth.

Yet, Ken had other ideas. A spare hand trailed down and he unbuttoned his own dungarees, sliding them down past his hips until his own throbbing erection was free, and hungry for more. The tractor bumped over a pothole and the twins teetered a little, Ken firmly grasping onto his brother's ass to stay level.

Soon, Ken's tongue pulled back, leaving a string of spit between the tip of his tongue and his brother's ass. He tugged Goro back onto his lap and the two pressed against each other, with Ken's chest pushing up into Goro's back. His firm erection grinded against the spit-covered rear, giving a clear indication of what he wanted.

"Do it." Goro panted, raising his ass up and pressing himself down against his twin's cock, smearing his pucker against the tip. Ken let out a snarl of desperation, feeling the rising desire growing within him. His hands firmly grasped around Goro's hips and he tugged him down.

The head of his cock popped in without much ceremony, but Ken was much more gentle after that. He wrapped an arm around Goro's waist as the other descended on his brother's cock, giving it a firm squeeze and grope as his dick sunk deeper and deeper into Goro's ass.

"Yes..." Goro murmured in pleasure, leaning back as Ken's mouth pressed against his sibling's neck, planting a firm kiss, following by a lick. Ken started to hump, and the two of them bounced upon the tractor. They didn't care who saw them now: they only knew the feelings they felt in that moment.

They squirmed and writhed, making firm grunts and huffs of ecstasy as Goro bounced on his twin's cock, feeling the firm member sliding in and out, touching against his sensitive spot every time. That, along with the hand around his cock, made the pleasure all the more sweet.

Soon, they began to move faster and faster, their hot, heavy breathing turning into sharp, lustful pants. The wet slaps of their sex was drowned out by the churning engine of the tractor, leaving nothing but the pants in each other's ears to guide them as to how close either one of them was.

"I'm...fuck...!" Ken grunted and shoved up, his toes curling in his boots as he felt the staggering pleasure shooting up his spine, leaving him with a fine tingle as he tugged Goro down onto his dick. He pumped thick, gooey cum into his brother's asshole, letting out small grunts of utter bliss. His hand worked quickly on Goro's cock, who was soon coming to his own climax. Goro let out a sharp inhale through his teeth and a restrained grunt before he, too, came. Thick ropes of cum shot from his tip and splattered onto the wheel of the tractor, oozing down to the floor beneath them, staining their dungarees.

The two of them sat in the aftermath of their sex, breathing heavily under the humid summer sun. Goro rolled his head back and chuckled a little as Ken kissed his neck again.

They sat like that for a good, long time until they saw the Farm coming into view. When they did, they finally moved, slowly getting dressed. The sex had tired them out extensively, but at least the work was done. The sun was beginning to set, and they would have their beds to look forward to, after they'd had their fun.

They parked the cherry red vehicle by the barn as they hopped off the seat, nudging each other and laughing as they made their way back towards the Farmhouse, seeing Winston in the kitchen window. He was cooking, as usual, and they were thankful: after that heated, public fuck, they needed something good to eat.

They strode into the house and shut the door firmly behind them, slumping into their usual seats. The conversation was a little fragmented and silent for most of the evening. Not because anything was wrong, but all three of them were tired and needed a good rest.

As always, Winston assured them he would be taking the horses in this evening, and neither of them argued. They had long since speculated he'd been toying with the Horses, but without any evidence to back it up, they had kept the observation to themselves. He always seemed to take too long. With that, they trudged up the stairs and lounged in their bed as he left.

"Do you think he really does?" Goro asked curiously, glancing up at his brother as they lounged in the large double bed. They had kept their dungarees on, but the boots were sitting by the door.

"I think so, but if he is, then he's using a condom. I never see a trace of his cum, or anything." Ken replied. They had gone through the horse's multiple times and inspected them without a single piece of evidence of Winston's lewd activities. They had chalked it up to their own imagination most days, but they were unsure.

Goro shrugged and sighed, and the two of them waiting, occasionally discussing who they would play around with. They both agreed they should focus on their favourite Horse, the Stallion Alfredo. He had been great on every occasion they'd toyed with him, and they might as well 'go out with a bang', as it were. Sure, they had a few days to play with him, but they wanted to make the most of it.

It was nearing 11pm when they finally heard Winston trudging up the stairs into his own room, shutting the door behind him. Like clockwork, he had slumped into bed and began snoring 10 or so minutes later, like every other day. With that, the two kids stepped out of their room and snuck out into the dim light of the Farm.

They made their way to the stables like they did most nights, torches in hand as they found Alfredo in his usual spot. Ken jammed his torch into the fence to illuminate their midnight romp.

"Hey, boy," Ken greeted the Stallion, who let out a snort, as if to say he recognised them. "You ready for some fun today?"

Ken decided to take the rear this time as Goro stroked over the Horse's nose, keeping him calm. They had brung the stool again, and sat it behind the animal. Ken clambered up and shifted the tail. They'd seen that fine ass multiple times, and both of them had had a go on a good number of occasions.

Whilst Ken toyed with the Horse's asshole, Goro slipped underneath to have his own fun. He stroked the retreated member, attempting to coax into getting hard. He watched with a tingle in his stomach as the cock gorged and swelled, suddenly growing before his eyes until it hung limply, pointed towards the ground.

"He didn't take long this time." Goro remarked, grabbing the flared end and angling it up. He opened his mouth and enclosed it around the head, or at least tried to. He could already taste the leaking pre-cum as his tongue rolled around the tip, groaning under his breath.

The Horse was getting into it and suddenly moved forwards, pushing it's hips down into Goro's mouth. The flared end rammed into the back of his throat and spurted a thick jet of pre-cum down into his stomach. He gagged and pulled back, and Ken erupted in laughter as his sibling's flushed face.

"He got you good." Ken snorted, keeled out in amusement as Goro wiped his mouth, coughing a little. He was getting ready to tell his brother to shut up, but needed a moment to take a breath.

"Glad to see you two are having fun, as usual."

Their blood ran cold. Slowly, their eyes turned towards the entrance to the pen. There stood Winston, dressed in nothing but his boots, with his half-hard cock swaying between his legs. He leant against the wooden gate with an amused expression on his face.

"W...Winston, I, wait, I ca--" Goro began to try and rectify this, but Winston merely raised a hand.

"I ain't stupid, kids." He pointed towards the corner of the pen, and their eyes turned towards the darkness. Winston shined his own flashlight in the corner, and they could visibly see the metal camera, with a piece of tape over the light, making it virtually invisible in the dark. They had been duped.

"I have cameras in every single pen. Imagine my surprise when I find out, on the very first day, that my new farmhands have been fucking my Horses." He didn't appear angry, but rather, incredibly amused. He had a wide grin on his face, and every sentence and on the verge of bursting into laughter.

"Not only that, but you even wanted to fuck me, too. That just takes the cake. You guys are horndogs, through and through. Didn't think city folk had it in 'em." They felt a stab of fear shooting up their spines at the mention of their nighttime encounters with the Bull.

"You mean...you were awake the whole time?" Ken asked, barely above a whisper, almost wincing at his words.

"Well. No," He began, stepping into the pen and making sure the gate was locked behind him. "Not the whole time. I was asleep, at the start, but I woke up towards the end. Gotta say, I'm impressed. You two have got balls, trying to hide all this from me. But I knew from the very start what you were up to."

"...What're you going to do to us?" Goro asked quietly, fearing the worst: their parents might be involved, or worse, they could be beaten for their 'insolence'.

"What am I gonna do?" Winston laughed. "Join in, of course."

The two stared, stunned at his words. He was joining in?

"Wait, Winston, you mean...?" Ken trailed off as his teen mind attempted to comprehend the words, still in shock from his statement.

"Ken. Goro," He looked at them in turn with that same wide smile. "I've been fucking the Horses ever since I got them. What, you think a man alone on a farm doesn't have a little fun once in a while? I ain't got a wife, no-one to take care of my needs. So they do it for me."

The Bull circled around to the back of the Horse, sticking a thumb against Alfredo's fine asshole and shoving it inside, rolling it around. He reached down to stroke his dick as the Twins backed off a little, watching him with a rather stunned expression. They still hadn't got their heads around it.

"Goro, come here." Winston gestured to the Dragon with a wide smile. The teen paused, before moving forwards, glancing nervously back to his sibling.

"Atta boy. Ken, why don't you have some fun with Alfredo? I've got my own prize right here." He looked down at Goro as his hands went down to the kid's dungarees, popping them open and letting them fall with ease.

"That's it. This is what you wanted, right?" He asked Goro as his cock twitched, inches from the teen's stomach. The Dragon still looked a little nervous, before a smile spread across his face. His smaller hands wrapped around the cock and gave it a firm squeeze, eliciting a small groan from the Bull in response. Ken, meanwhile, had ducked under the Horse's body and began groping and tugging away at the limply-hanging cock, tasting the sweet nectar of pre-cum drooling from it's tip.

Winston directed his young lover over towards the fence, pushing firmly on his back to get him to bend over. Goro leant against the fence, pressing his arms into the wood as Winston slid his thick cock against that firm ass, squeezing his flesh.

"I know you both think I'm hot. Well, it's reciprocated, I can assure you." The Bull grinned, tugging his hips back as he smeared the head of his member against Goro's entrance, eliciting a sharp exhale from the teen in response. Slowly, Winston pushed inside, feeling the spasming muscles around his large cock, clamping down like a vice and squeezing firmly. It was thick than anything Goro had taken before, but he took it like a champ.

Ken watched them with a hungry look in his eyes as his hands worked over the Horse's cock. Alfredo snorted and his tail lashed back and forth, clearly quite aroused. Ken opened his mouth, taking the cock into his mouth and feel a hot, wet spurt of pre-cum shoot into the back of his throat. He gulped it back and kept going, working the long cock with his eager hands.

"Fuck, Goro, you're tight." Winston complimented, stuffing more and more of his large member into the tight passage. He could feel each clench and spasm the further the Bull shoved his dick into the teen's ass, until he was eventually in halfway. His fat cock pulsed powerfully, pressing firmly down against the Dragon's prostate. Winston's hands stroked along his scales, slowly leaning over him.

"Huh. You already feel a little wet. Did you two have fun without me?" Winston remarked, and Ken kept quiet about the fact they'd had sex whilst they were working. It might not go down very well. Goro was equally as silent, and the Bull brushed it off.

"You ready?" He asked Goro, but didn't wait for an answer. He yanked his hips back and his member slid out almost all the way, before he thrust forwards, shoving his cock in as far as he could. Goro's feet scuffed against the ground and he let out a hot gasp of pleasure as the thick length slid into his insides. He felt a brief stab of pain, before a sickening pleasure washed over his body. His own smaller cock leaked pre-cum, drooling droplets of the clear liquid onto the hay-covered floor below.

"Damnit. I know I ain't gonna last long." Winston chuckled, driving his hips back and forth as he began a steady rhythm of powerful, long thrusts. His hands firmly clasped the Dragon's hips as he pounded, back and forth. Goro hung on tight to the fence, his mouth agape. He groaned and cried out in pleasure with every other thrust. Ken stared over at them. He wanted the same thing, or rather, he wanted Winston to fuck him.

He felt the Horse above him thrust and snort, swishing his tail left and right. He could feel the cock shoving and pushing into his mouth and held it fast, attempting to resist the thrusts as his mouth enclosed around the tip, still continuing to suckle. He suddenly felt the tip begin to flare and expand, and he quickly moved his mouth out. He watched as the cock suddenly stiffened and twitched as his hands firmly worked the member.

Then, suddenly, it orgasmed. A thick jet of cum shot against his snout, splattering his face in cum as the rest of it dribbled down his clothes and chest. The horse rammed himself forwards against the hands, smearing his cock against Ken's mouth as another jet shot down against his neck. The Dragon huffed and panted, overwhelmed as his mouth tried to catch some of the cum. He opened his mouth wide and aimed the member, feeling a spurt shoot into his mouth, and he gulped it down. It wasn't as sweet as he would have liked.

"Having fun there, Ken?" Winston chortled as he got a good luck at the Dragon's cum-splattered front, and Ken pouted in response. Alfredo appeared to have his fill, snorting and trotting off like it was nothing. Winston continued to buck and hump against the other teen's backside, the air filled with the wet squelching of his fat cock sliding in and out of the stretched ass, lubed up by his own pre-cum.

"Please, I'm almost..." Goro begged, and Ken sat an opportunity. He snuck underneath his brother, reaching up with his mouth and enclosing it around his twin's cock, happily suckling away. Goro let out hot pants of pleasure, instinctively pushing his hips down into his brother's mouth as he felt his orgasm hit him. He spurted strings of cum into Ken's mouth, the sweet cum dribbling down into Kentaro's throat as Winston felt the spasming muscles squeezing around his member.

"Damnit..." Winston huffed, picking up speed as his own climax drew closer and closer. He let out a long groan, tugging the hips closer to him, and Ken moved with them, milking his brother's cock for all the cum it had. Goro sighed out in pleasure and groaned himself, his eyes lidded over.

Winston felt the aching in his loins building up until it was too much to bear. He thrust faster and faster until his own climax was upon him. He rolled his head back and shuddered hard, letting out a shaky exhale, followed by a small groan. He pumped his cum into Goro's fine asshole, spurting thick rope after rope as he pushed in as deeply as he could go, cumming into the boy balls deep.

"Atta boy. Take it all..." Winston murmured with a sultry grin on his face as he emptied his large balls into the teen's ass, thrusting a few more times for good measure. Ken continued to sweetly suckle his twin's dick until he eventually pulled back. All of them were exhausted now, used and spent. Ken hadn't cum yet, but he was too tired to do anything, flopping back against the hay. Winston sighed in relief and tugged his dick back, and Goro slumped down next to his sibling, the two of them breathing and panting heavily.

"I'm gonna miss you guys." Winston sighed wistfully, slumping down beside them. They nodded weakly in agreement and shifted. Goro moved to Winston's right hand side and cuddled against his body, and Ken against the other. The large bull put his arms around the pair of them.

"Well, we got a few days, right? Why don't we make the most of it, starting tomorrow?" He nudged them both, tugging them closer with his arms. The two of them nodded, pressing into his chest and cuddling up to his fine, muscled body.

"Good. Good." Winston mumbled. He soon closed his eyes, and the three of them slept in the stables that night.

They might be leaving, but they'd have an exciting few days ahead of them. They'll make the most of it.