"C'mon. Gonna show ya yer friend."
You wave Andrew over, though he eyes you suspiciously.
"My friends at your farm? Really? Why'd he be in this shithole?"
"Ain't sure. But saw him speaking with my cousin Buck. Reckon he'll still be here."
"... Fuck, fine. Don't know why he would hang out with that weirdo."
He crosses his arms and looks at you expectantly. Letting you lead him further into your families territory. Journeying on the dirt roads and past the fenced paddocks. Where the farm animals graze and rest, a few of your cousin's still tending to the creatures before the days end. Andrew remains alert, not caring for the calm of this holding. Ignoring both animal and person as he searches for his friend. Still unaware that you are the friend he's looking for, and that you're leading him to a bright new future.
"WOWEE! THAT'S IT, BOY!"
You hear the yells of another farmer. Andrew glaring in the direction of the voice and you following his gaze. Seeing two workers at the edge of a fence. The first having the typical mullet of the family, thick side burns running down his mature face. Broad and tanned body resting against the wooden post. Arms spread across the railings, presented for another man whose riding on the farmers dick. A thinner bloke, some definement in his arms but for the most part flat and smooth. Lacking the family hairstyle, instead having shaggy long hair and stubble all across his chin. Though he's packing the same cock as the rest of you. Easily ten inches long, bobbing up and down as he sinks his lover's own oversized dick into his ass.
Andrews eyes go wide as he sees the wild display of love. Focusing on the thinner man's cock, mesmerised by the display as his own dick starts to stretch in his jeans. You knew he was always a horny bastard for other guys, but you didn't expect it to be this obvious. Though your former friend tries to hide his arousal. Keeping a proud face, but continuing to watch.
"This fine bull here's gonna start gettin' rough. Ready, boy?"
"Y'know I am!"
The broader redneck wraps an arm around his lover. Flipping him to the fence post. Securing him against the wood as he thrusts into the man's ass, bringing a spare hand to his partners cock as he rapidly moves it up and down the pole. The thinner man kept still by the fencing around him, dominated and still to his fellow as globs of white spunk start to leak from the men's dick. The brown fence painted white, and the grass underneath them treated the same. The two's rapid breaths starting to slow, as they embrace in a kiss then look to you and Andrew. The broader farmer keeping his dick in the other man's ass and hand over his shoulder. Just watching you with a slight grin as he asks.
"Y'new here, cousin?"
You match the grin.
"Right I am. Mitch, Jed and Buck broke me in."
"Bought time. Needed new family."
The man looks to Andrew, sizing him up.
"How bout you?"
"H-huh? What?"
"Yer name, boy."
"Fuck you I..."
"Ya like the show?"
"N-no it was fucking disgusting! It..."
"Your dicks saying otherwise. Ain't no point hiding it. Natural for strong men to like other men. Can see yer a strong man. Just relax. Ain't gonna judge ya here."
Despite his earlier attitude and demeanour, those words calm Andrew down. He still seems quite guarded, but less aggressive to the whole scenario before him.
"I'm Andrew. Looking for a friend."
"Well, yer friend'll be around. Won't he?"
The thinner man speaks up now, voice tinged with your southern accent but lighter in tone than the rest of you.
"Course. But we gotta get some of that sleep. Can't ride my husband all day."
"Ain't that true. Be seeing you, Mitch and Andrew."
The two men unceremoniously head off. Jumping over the fence and walking in the nude towards the distant housing. Andrew watching them leave, clearly contemplating something as you go to make a move. Placing a strong arm across his shoulder, your companion looking back at you unsure.
"Y'alright? Fuckings normal on this farm."
"No clue. Stuff like that in the city wouldn't fly. Fuck, the cops would come or some shit."
"We're a better sort than those city folks. Ya like other men, dont'cha?"
"... Yeah. I'm gay. So what!"
"Easy, don't mean nothing here. You'll find most men here are gay. Proud of it too."
"... Well, that's nice. But I need to find my friend and get out of this shithole."
You sense hesitation in his voice. Maybe this would be a good time to make him more familiar with the country.