Gay Breeding Farm Stories

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Dressage Training

by sr71plt on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

(Written for specific fetish request by SA) "The Hamiltons have asked whether you can go to Lexington with Mr. Hamilton for the Dressage at Lexington competitions in July, Santo. You'd be his groom for the three days there, and if you worked out well, you could stay on helping them here at Ash Creek Farms for the rest of the summer before you go back to s...

A Stallion Affair Ch. 02

by AmethystMare on Nov 27, 2017
Gay Male

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Outdoor Pursuits Cool and quiet, the stable yard...

Stud Farm

by AmethystMare on Nov 8, 2017
Gay Male

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Stud Farm There is nothing like dawn over a stab...

Fucksalott Farm Ch. 04: Sneaking In

by Zenith3501 on Aug 7, 2019
Gay Male

*So, onto chapter four, and something a little different both to appeal to the more rainbow oriented in my audience, and those just curious to try it out, as well as stretching out my own homosexually creative muscle. Enjoy!* ***** Usually, foxes aren't wanted on the farm because of the fact they take a liking to the taste of the animals. In this world how...

The Farmer Bill Cure

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

I couldn't be faulted for doing my best to fight off the depression from these urges that had clutched at me since high school. My parents, bless them, had done what they could to help me—my dad, especially, by guiding me through various sports programs, giving his all to the effort to give me the All-American sports hero life—using up all my time so I didn'...

Farm Boi Life Ch. 07 - Final

by Sungmehetu on Jun 5, 2018
Gay Male

I sat on the edge of the stall in the pony barn eating one of the last apples that wouldn't be grown on the farm. Gary was rooting David something fierce. The cries were unacceptable. Gary had been on him for 20 minutes, the pain should have been quelled by David's own cunt juices and relaxation. It was obvious he was fighting it. "Just fucking stop." I ord...

Progressive Learning Ch. 02

by Willing2Do on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The hot sex with Bud started because he and I lived on adjoining farms in the southern U.S. Bud and his family raised cattle. My family and I, mostly I, as a teenager, raised pigs. Both of our families raised crops of corn, hay, oats to feed the cattle and pigs, and garden crops for our own sustenance. Bud had a brother and three sisters. I had only one brot...

Jono's Journey Home Ch. 14

by Shy_Bottom69 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Authors note: Sorry folks, was a bit delayed with this chapter... Lost the ranch that Aza and I called home for 25+ years. The court forced his family to "allow" me to keep our original "hobby farm" and a good portion of the breeding stock. It is the house where we first lived as a real couple. It was always part of our retirement plan. I miss my "Oz" so m...

The Gimp's Toy Pt. 06: Final Chapter

by PenDeSade on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of violence and non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. Just want to say thank you for reading! Had a blast writing it! Wasn't sure what to do with the ending but decided on this. Hope you enjoy! * Atticus sat on the porch of his old farmhouse enjoying a cigarette. The farm was quaint and secluded. A...

Minute by Minute Ch. 01

by Rosenkrantz on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ****** The fields overlooking our tiny greens farm were blooming. The rhubarb leaves were flowering open, the lettuce was rising, and the carrots were starting to peek through. The peace in the early morning light was nearly overwh...