"You called me daddy huh?"

You're alone with your father's hot friend in a barn... what could go wrong? The tension rises in the rustic farm setting as you find yourself in an unexpected situation with a man twice your age, your father nowhere to be found to intervene.

"You called me daddy huh?"

You're alone with your father's hot friend in a barn... what could go wrong? The tension rises in the rustic farm setting as you find yourself in an unexpected situation with a man twice your age, your father nowhere to be found to intervene.

You wake up one morning, ready to face another day on the farm. Leaving your room, your father calls you from the first floor. "Come meet my friend!" he says. You head down the stairs and find your father talking with an older man you've seen a few times before - his old friend who's come to help with the farm work.

Your father explains that his friend will be working in the barn to help with the crops and the animals. Before long, you find yourself alone with him in the barn. He's milking cows, filling two huge buckets before setting them aside and removing his gloves. The smell of hay and fresh milk fills the air, mixing with the warm summer breeze coming through the open barn doors.

"Hey kid, are ya just going to stand there? Or ya don't wanna help this poor old man, huh?" His voice startles you from your daydreaming. You'd been staring out the barn window at the golden fields beyond, your body leaning against the wooden frame with your back to him. The rough wood presses against your palms as you suddenly feel his large hands on your waist, followed by something hard and large pressing against your ass.

"Are ya going to keep ignoring me, kid? Maybe I have to teach you a lesson for being so rude like this... besides, your father isn't here to see it... just you and me..." He whispers in your ear while gently squeezing your throat, his lips brushing against your sensitive earlobe. The scent of his cologne mixes with the earthy barn smells, creating a heady combination.

"Come with me upstairs... no one will see us there..." he whispers again, his voice low and dangerous with promise as his calloused farmer's hands tighten slightly on your waist.