Three Young Cocs as Fat as Cans

I am happy to share my stories. But, French of origin, thank you for your understanding for my English which remains very imperfect!

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"We'll have to speed up before the storm! The weather forecast calls for a risk of hail at the end of the day... And the nectarines don't really like that! Come on guys, faster!"

It's 10 a.m. and we are at the foot of the Pyrenees in France, very close to Perpignan. Every summer, I work for my uncle who has around thirty hectares of fruit trees. It mainly produces nectarines. There are 6-7 of us to collect them: three old Spaniards who have been coming here from July to September for around twenty years and 3 students, also Spaniards; they are new.

The oldest are autonomous and all three organize themselves. I of course control their work, but am most often with the youngsters to train them and above all ensure that they really work and do not spend their time watching their phones!

"Dimitri, is this tree OK now? Or should I collect more?" asks Pablo, one of the students.

I approach, walk around the tree and deliver my verdict, "No, no, it's okay, Pablo. The ones that remain are still far from being ripe... Now you can move on to the next tree."

The students have been here for 2 weeks and they are starting to understand what they have to do, especially Diego and Pablo who are 22-23 years old. However, it is more difficult for Esteban who is only 19 years old. We usually avoid taking those who are too young, but we are having more and more difficulty recruiting and that was the deal: employ the 3, otherwise the 2 older ones would not come. They belong to the same family: Esteban and Pablo are brothers and Diego is their cousin. It is obvious that they have the same blood: they really look alike.

Even though we try to pick the fruit when the sun isn't too high in the sky, it's so hot here that we work in shorts and sneakers most of the time. It gives me plenty of opportunity to admire their tanned bodies. They are quite athletic and very muscular by the Greco-Roman wrestling that they practice. Not being very tall, this accentuates their massive side. I of course quickly noticed that their shorts are very full: at the back we can easily see their muscular and round ass and at the front we guess that the generous bulge is due to their massive 3-pieces gear that moves around! In my fantasies, I imagine them molded into their singlet and thus showing off their indecent attributes...

When we start picking in a plot, we advance in 3 rows in parallel: 1 for each student. Quite often I have to go help Esteban who is falling behind the other two. For this reason, I got to know him more than his elders. Especially since Pablo and Diego really grew up together and have a strong bond which somewhat crowds out Esteban.

Esteban is a very nice young dude, always smiling and positive. He appreciates that an adult like me (I'm 25 and finishing my architectural studies) is interested in him and talks to him like a real adult.

With the truck, I back up a little to get to where he is. 5 or 6 trees behind the others. I load the crates he has already filled onto the truck and approach him. He is at the very top of the ladder to catch the highest fruits.

"Esteban, try to speed up a little... Still this risk of hail!" I tell him, trying from where I am to steal some images of his ass or his cock through the openings of his baggy shorts (Does he do this on purpose to always have such low-cut shorts that let me see everything?!).

"Yeah, I know. I am doing my best. I'll try to do it faster!"

I see him with satisfaction increasing his pace... I return to the other guys loading the crates filled with these superb nectarines. I take the time to drink half a bottle of water before heading back towards Esteban.

He's at the top of a tree when I approach with the truck. And, while trying to wave at me, I see him lose his balance and fall. I accelerate and when I arrive he is lying on his back and no longer moving and has his eyes closed... Shit!

"Esteban! How's it going?!"

I'm quite anxious. I renew my question and shake his shoulder. After a few seconds he finally opens his eyes. He smiles and says to me, "I don't know what happened... But I feel like everything is fine... I can move my arms and also my legs!"

Relieved, I look at his legs and realize that in his fall he lost his shorts!! Besides, it is torn and remains hanging on a branch! How is it possible?!

His fall does not seem to have serious consequences, since he is already getting up. But he is bleeding profusely from his right calf: he must have cut himself with the ladder when he fell...

I offer to take him back to his dorm, so I can mop up the blood and put a bandage on him. I help him get into the truck, which he couldn't have done alone. To hoist him into the passenger seat I even have to carry him and find myself with my hands against his muscular ass. His skin is warm and his ass is very hairy, which is not surprising for a Spaniard and especially with the strong hairiness of his thighs.

"Are you going to be okay, Esteban?!" I ask him, before shouting to Diego and Pablo when we pass in front of them, "Esteban is a little injured, I'm going to put a bandage on him. We'll be back in an hour..."

"Yeah, I think I'm not going to die today!" And he laughs!

"I'm going to drive slowly to prevent the truck from jerking too much... Are you sure, man, are you okay?!"

I concentrate on my driving and from time to time I glance at my injured passenger who seems to have regained his energy and his joy of living. I'm relieved.

"Yeah, I feel great!"

When we leave the plot and arrive on the dirt road, the truck moves much more smoothly: I don't need to concentrate as much on my driving. I glance at Esteban and can't miss what stands proudly between his thighs: a magnificent, throbbing erection!

To lighten the mood and joke about it, I pretend I have to shift gears and instead of fiddling with the truck's shifter, I grab Esteban's cock and say, "Sorry guy, my hand went too far and didn't use the right lever!"

He is very surprised by my gesture, especially since I keep my hand on his cock a bit too long. He doesn't say anything, but I have the impression that he pushes his pelvis forward as if to fuck my fist...

A few seconds later, I have to remove my hand to take the real gear lever this time because we arrive in front of our house. It's actually 2 dormitories for 4 people each. Each with a small adjacent room equipped with 2 showers and a toilet. Between the 2 dormitories, a kitchen and a room which serves as an office for me and bedroom (I also have a toilet there, but no shower...) At this time of the day the place is deserted.

I open the truck door for Esteban who gets out easily and says, "Now I have to take care of you: sort out this problem...".

He smiles generously and says to me, "Dimitri, I've been waiting for this moment for so long!" » At the same time as he takes my hand to place it on his still fully erect cock!

I of course take advantage of the situation to jerk him off furtively and tell him, "The emergency, Esteban, is to stop the bleeding in your calf. You lost a lot of blood in the truck... We have to disinfect the wound!"

I see his face become sad. When he looks at the blood dripping down his calf, he complies and follows me to my office where I have a first aid kit. He sits on a chair and I clean the wound with compresses while squatting in front of him. With a little patience, the blood stops flowing. The cut doesn't look too deep. A little alcohol on another compress to disinfect and the application of a bandage: I tell him, "That's it: everything is settled!"

"Almost all!" He says, looking down at his cock.

This kid has a rather unusual cock: not very long, maybe barely more than 6'', it is very thick, probably 7'' in girth, with a big glans. I would bet that it is close to the size of a can!

"You know, Esteban, I really like you and I find you very sexy. But we are in a particular context: you are much younger than me; I am your boss and I must keep a certain distance; and I wouldn't want to shock your brother and your cousin either..."

"But it was YOU who took my cock in your hand in the truck earlier and I can see the bulge in YOUR shorts!"

I smile at his sensible arguments and says, "You look so excited with your cock in the air that I'm willing to give you a hand to ease the tension in you, but it's only to help you recover from this bad fall..." And I start to jerk him off, still squatting in front of him.

I'm already regretting what I just said to him (and started doing to him!) and thinking so hard about how to get out of it that I'm surprised when I hear him moan, "Dimitri, don't stop... Yes, jerk me off... I feel I'm cuming!"

And he begins to release large spurts of cum which rise quite high in the air and crash down on his head, his chest, his thighs and on my arm. He trembles, then calms down and finally laughs out loud.

"Is it better now?!"

"Thank you, Dimitri! It was great! Do you want me to suck you?!"

"Esteban, we have to leave it there. Put on some new shorts and let's get back to work, before the others worry too much..."

He goes to get some shorts and returns to the truck where I wait for him. He sulks and says nothing during the ride. Once we arrive, we resume our work in silence.

As usual, at 2 p.m. we stop and all 4 go back to the dorm. We move into the shade after these 8 hours of work in the sun. We eat our sandwiches. Then everyone takes a nap on their bed.

Old Spaniards have their own routine. For us, young people, we are organized like this: I do a little administrative work while they take a shower. When the sound of running water stops, I put down my shorts, wrap my towel around my waist and walk into their room to access the shower.

I love this moment, because I sometimes have the opportunity to see them drying their bodies, their heavy cocks swinging to the rhythm of their energetic friction... Today will perhaps be one of those days with spectacle because I thought I heard Pablo say in Spanish something like, "You're pissing us off with this boner you're showing off under our noses!"

I am surprised, when I enter, to see no one in the bedroom... As I move forward, I hear suspicious noises coming from the bathroom... Yes, that's it, I wasn't mistaken, they are indeed "Han, han, han!". I move forward discreetly until I reach the opening of the door. And, there...!

I surprise the trio of Spaniards in action: Esteban is bent in half; his cousin slides his cock into his ass; it is he who pushes these Han, han; I see his hairy ass coming and going while contracting and his 2 big bull balls which are going to hit those of Esteban; Pablo goes back and forth in his brother's mouth; the 2 assailants have adapted their rhythm to sink at the same time into the orifices of the youngest who seems to appreciate it, to the sound of the moans that he manages to let out.

Seeing these 3 young guys fucking together doesn't fail to make my cock stand at attention. As I move my towel aside a little to start jerking off, my movement catches the eye of Pablo who now sees me. He seems surprised and embarrassed, but without thinking of stopping what he is doing. As I smile back and he sees my condition, it's like a sesame: he beckons me in.

Without stopping to make his brother taste his cock, he says to me, "Dimitri, don't think we're all queers in Spain! For Diego and me, it's just a way for us to drain our overload! Esteban likes it and therefore serves as a cum dump for us... We're not like you, we don't have a car to get out of this place in the middle of nowhere and find girls!"

Esteban clearly spots my raging erection: he doesn't hesitate to grab it to jerk me off. That's when Pablo withdraws from his brother's mouth and exposes his fat cock, all sticky with his younger brother's saliva, and says to me, "Go ahead, man! Take my place... You'll see, my bro has a welcoming mouth!"

I don't need to be asked: I stand in front of Esteban who smiles broadly; I press my cock to put it down in the axis of his mouth and start to fuck Esteban's throat, which is indeed very welcoming! As Pablo did, I follow Diego's rhythm. I'm less thick than Pablo, but I sink deeper than him thanks to my 9'': that doesn't seem to bother Esteban who has taken his cock in hand and is jerking off with energy.

Nobody pays attention to Pablo who watches the scene, his prick in the air, still at full stretch. He would probably like me to give him "his" place back, but it's too good for me to leave it! After he says, "What about me?!" to the attention of his young brother who acts as if he hadn't heard, I take the risk of putting my right hand on his thick dick. He seems a little surprised at first, but ultimately seems to like it!

He is equipped like his brother: a large, hot cylinder of flesh, a little longer, but still the same amazing thickness. His cock is a real lucky charm with its double 7 measurements: 7'' girth and 7'' length! Esteban's mouth must really be elastic to accomodate this stick, because the fingers of my hand can't get around it!

He spits on his cock (and therefore also on my fingers), as if to encourage me to continue the jerk off that I am giving him. Now that it's well lubricated, he thrusts hard with his muscular ass as if to fuck my fist. I don't release the pressure of my fingers to give him strong sensations and increase his already high excitement, given the "Damn, it's good! Shit, I feel like I'm going to cum!" He utters!

I too accelerate in Esteban's mouth. Just like Diego who files his ass and massages his prostate from the start: this guy has stamina!

As I withdraw from Esteban, Pablo takes his cock in hand again and stands next to me: we jerk off frantically in front of Esteban who literally bellows with pleasure, his mouth open to receive our juices. In fact, the first one to squirt is Diego who suddenly comes out of his ass: his cock at full mast sends a big burst of spunk onto Pablo and me, before he dumps the rest onto Esteban's back. Receiving this cum triggers the same immediate reaction in Pablo and me: we send all the sauce from our balls onto Esteban's face and the kid finds himself completely covered in creamy cum, while we feel him emptying himself. It reaches the tiles and... our feet too!

Esteban stands up. We look at each other in silence, our cocks all reddened and still showing the sky. Diego's also has the same particular shape as that of his cousins, as if we had used the same mold to make the large pricks of these 3 young stallions. It's Esteban, his face dripping with spunk, who breaks the silence by saying, "Wow, that was so good! 4 pairs of balls squirt quite a lot! Thanks!" I give him a friendly pat on the butt and tell them, "I thought it was great too... But I won't be able to do it again, because I have to remain your boss and maintain what authority I have left..."

Pablo, imitated by the others, says "Chief! Yes, Chief!" which he concludes with a wink.

I smile. But I understand that this wink tells me that he is not fooled; that the fact that I jerked him off without him even asking me betrayed my sexual preferences.

We finish our shower, 4 under 2 heads, with inevitably more or less accidental cock-ass furtive contacts...

As they are intelligent boys, they understood that while picking we stay focused on the work: that is after all what they and I are paid for! Since they perfectly differentiate and adapt their behavior ideally between work and relaxation, I did not keep too strictly my resolution to keep my distance for long... I did nothing to continue hiding my homosexuality and, when there are 4 young guys in great shape together, 2 versatile fags and 2 not too shy str8s, that gives a lot of possibilities...

And we took advantage of it, believe me! There are only 2 things I haven't managed to do during the summer: the first is, of course, fucking Pablo and Diego; the second is to get sucked off by them. But I still managed to get jerked off by each of them (and not just once!) and also to kiss Pablo to share with him the cum he had just filled my mouth with! As I tell you, these young guys are undoubtedly straight, but not at all shy!

My uncle was also very happy with the nectarine harvest season. At the end, he gave me a good bonus, saying, "This is the first year ever that you young people have done better than the old experienced Spaniards! This is really excellent: you definitely knew how to motivate them! I hope this trio will return next summer..."

"Yes, me too! I enjoyed my time with them!"

While saying it, I even felt that it woke up my cock which started swelling a little in my shorts!

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