20. Hayes
Chapter twenty
Hayes
Acouple of days after Kai learned that barn sex isn’t as easy as stories make it out to be, I’m packing up the stand and wondering what he wants to try tonight.
After a mutual jack-off session on the couch the night before, he fell asleep on me, and I almost didn’t wake him to go to bed.
We’re still sleeping in separate rooms, of course, but maybe he’d want to cuddle after?
Smiling to myself at the thought, I close the stand and carry the last basket of produce in for the night.
Since Kai created my farm account and got me a bunch of followers, I had actual tourists coming out to my stand today.
Some even ask for selfies, which I accept in as gracious a way as I can with how weird it is to be recognized by people not from Foggy Basin.
Another benefit is how much I sell. One basket of left over is unheard of for me, where I usually need my truck to haul it all back in.
This small amount can go on the kitchen counter instead of having to unpack it all into the root cellar and working out what has gone bad so that I can feed it to the animals or compost. I get to start fresh tomorrow with almost no waste.
Approaching the house, I think about how nice it is to come home to someone for once.
I haven’t had that since Kristen left home over a decade ago, and that was different.
With her, I had to make sure she ate dinner and did her homework.
With Kai, he asks about my day with a smile to show he’s genuinely happy to see me.
I’m used to only getting that from Shadow, and he can’t talk.
Speaking of my dog, he barks at me from the back steps of my house, and I assume he’s been trailing Kai all day. I know the feeling of wanting to be around the lively younger man. “Hey, buddy, where’s Kai?”
Shadow barks again as the back door swings open and the man I was thinking of emerges. “Good, you're back! I have something to show you!”
Since Kai told me the night before he can’t even boil water without messing that up, I’m hoping it’s not an attempt to make dinner. If it is, I’ll eat it without complaint, though. “What’s up?”
“Hold on. Shadow, do you want dinner?” Kai calls and my dog goes to him obediently only for Kai to shut him inside.
It’s still hot out as the sun heads toward the horizon, so Shadow probably could use a break to eat. I showed Kai what he eats yesterday so my house guest doesn’t give Shadow extra after I’ve already fed him.
“Come with me.” Taking my hand, Kai walks me past the caretaker house he’s been filming in for two days around the back of the barn.
Our last time here together is a good memory that has my dick perking up. “You want to fool around in the hay again? Because I moved most of it to an empty stall.”
“No, I made something,” Kai stops at the back wall where the barn faces my fruit trees.
I can hear the goats bleating and a cow mooing inside, and know they are likely expecting our footsteps to be bringing them dinner.
“Ignore Slim and Jim, I fed the animals some of that grain you showed me already.”
A response sticks in my throat, because Kai took care of feeding the livestock for me. Another chore I don’t have to worry about.
“Look!”
Turning back to the outer wall, beside the open barn door, there is a metal stock tank about two feet deep and four feet wide.
It looks like it has been cleaned and drilled to the wall with a garden hose leading to a bag hanging about six feet above it on a hay hook.
Beside it is a small wooden stump. These are all supplies I had lying around, but Kai has made them look shiny and new.
“What am I looking at?”
“An outdoor shower!” Kai lets my hand go to stand beside the tub. He reaches up to the hose and touches the nozzle at the tip. “There’s no hot and cold, but the bag has been sitting in the sun for a couple hours, so it should be warm. This nozzle changes the pressure.”
Not sure whether to laugh at the fact that Kai thinks I don’t know what a hose nozzle is when I literally garden for a living, I settle on an appraising nod. “You did all of this today? That’s very impressive.”
“I researched and gathered supplies yesterday. And the hose isn’t attached so you can still use it. Now, if you get dirty on the farm, you can wash up without dragging it into the house,” Kai tells me with a wink.
“Have you tested it out?” I step closer to see he has the water outlet open for drainage on the bottom and it’s a little wet inside.
“Not officially, just to be sure the water flows and to clean it. Want to join me?”
Looking around, I realize Kai picked a spot that isn’t visible from the road or even the house.
It’s completely exposed to nature, yet still private.
Unless a crop duster is flying overhead and looks at the narrow space between the barn and the trees, I don’t have to worry.
And an excuse to get naked with him? Of course I’m saying yes.
“Why not?” I grin back at Kai’s enthusiasm, unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my white undershirt that’s plastered to me from sweat.
“The stump is here as a table, because it was the only thing I could find and lift.”
Kai starts stripping beside me and leaves his clothes on the wood. I add mine after peeling them off, tucking my socks into my boots, and leaving my hat on top of them to keep them from roasting in the sun. Hopping in after Kai, I step into the trough shower facing him.
When I’ve got his too tempting naked body in my arms, he reaches up and twists the nozzle. “Here goes nothing!”
At first, nothing happens, but then there is a trickle and all of a sudden, lukewarm water rushes out over us. With the sweat on my body and a light breeze, I’m not too hot, but the water isn’t cold either.
“It works,” Kai cheers in excitement and squeezes me around the waist. “I can’t believe it!”
“You’re more capable than you think.”
Kai looks up at me with something like appreciation, and I can’t help taking his lips with my own as we rub out wet bodies together. We kiss as the warm water washes over us, and I don’t care about whether or not we’re getting clean. Before we know it, the water starts running cold and he yelps.
“Shit, better turn this off.”
When we’re standing there, dripping wet and looking at each other, both our dicks half hard from our kissing and heavy petting, I grab Kai’s hips and lift him. Turning us, I set him down on the stump, my shirt under his bare ass for protection.
“I want to try something,” I explain, lowering myself to one knee in the metal trough. I don’t know how long I’ll last like that, my knee already protesting, but I’ve been dying to taste him.
“If it involves my dick and your hand or mouth, be my guest,” Kai gestures at his crotch with a smirk.
With his obvious eagerness, I lean in to lick a stripe up his dick. It can’t be much different than eating someone out. I think about what I like when receiving and lap at Kai’s foreskin before lingering on his tip. He groans in pleasure and grips my hair.
“Fuck, that feels good. Please suck me.” Following his commands makes this easier as I suck the tip in my mouth, tasting his sweet and salty precum and wanting more.
I love how Kai keeps up a running commentary of guidance.
“Yes, like that. More. Suck harder. Ah, too much. Ooh, yeah. Don’t stop. Wait! Stop, stop, stop!”
Popping off, I look up at him as he gives me a lopsided grin. “Everything good?”
“You almost made me come,” Kai tells me and I feel proud. He strokes fingers through my hair. “Want to take this inside to a bed?”
Yes, I absolutely do.