Farm Tool

Elliot walked into his new room ranch clothes in hand, having just arrived at the dude ranch this morning. He'd been laid off his city job, and with nowhere else to go decided to disappear for a while. His friend Hudson had done the same earlier that year, having come to this ranch. Elliot never heard back from him.

He began changing, wondering when he'd see Hudson. He talked to the owner about his friend, prompting him to be assigned to the same room. After stripping, he decided to try on the cowboy hat, see how it would look. While admiring himself in the mirror he heard the door open, turning to see an absolutely massive man having entered the room.

The man stood half naked, shirt in hand, his body looking more animal coated entirely in muscles and hair. The smell of manual labor quickly filled the room, the man's body soaked in sweat. A huge beard wrapped the intruder's face, but Elliot recognized the eyes of his friend. There was no flash of recognition back, an empty stare returning. "Guess you're my new boy I gotta train" The man said, stepping forward closing the space.

Elliot tried not to breathe to heavily, already feeling the smell flooding his head and beginning to shut down his thoughts. He knew something was off, his body unresponsive as he felt his mind empty. "I- what's going on?"

Elliot felt trapped under Hudson's stare, faced with void eyes filling with hunger.
Hudson moved closer, removing his belt and backing Elliot onto the bed. In a moment Elliot felt the weight of his friend on top of him, the fur carpet dripping sweat onto his exposed skin.

Elliot was paralyzed, unable to move as he felt his legs spread by Hudson, a huge cock dangling between Hudson's own. Elliot couldn't breathe, the air forced out of his body by the hulking mass. He was helpless feeling his body forced to accept the huge rod that slowly pushed into him.

Hudson moved his hands to Elliot's shoulders, pinning him further into the bed for a better angle. He saw his new boy's face break out in sweat, grimacing from pain just for a moment before being replaced by resignation. Hudson pulled Elliot's body deeper onto his cock, guiding Elliot's legs apart, Hudson watched Elliot's eyes glaze over in total submission as his body gave in, fully accepting the unyielding member internally.

In that moment all resistance had disappeared, Hudson taking advantage of the situation putting all his weight on his new boy's ass and forcing Elliot's legs up higher. His boy begin to moan in rhythm with his thrusts, clearly unable to control himself anymore as he learned his place on the farm.

Since Elliot started working it wasn't long before he was a spitting image of his trainer, trekking around the ranch behind him obediently. His body had been built up by the manual labor, quickly growing the fur coat of his superior from the daily dosage of testosterone planted in his ass. He no longer had to think, only needing to know how to follow orders. After all, he became was just another tool of the farm.