Richie had hurried back into the barn to his father. "Okay.", he huffed, out of breath. "Mom is good to go and Silver is too, I left them too it. Mom said I could clean her up later. Something about how she'd need to pull some machinery from out back and that if I cleaned her now she'd just need cleaning again later."
Richie pulled up a stool as he sat down next to the overall-clad cow lower half of his father.
"Alright son, just remember. Please be a little more gentle than last time. I'm really sensitive down there. You need to treat me more like a cow and less like a horse."
"I know, dad. " Richie said. "I'm just so used to taking care of mom."
"I understand, but know that I need a different touch than the one you use for her. Alright, ready to get started?" The father asked his son.
"Yup." Richie replied, pulling a bucket under the exposed udder of his father.
Richie reached out and grasped one large nipple with his bare hand. His father sighed a bit and pulled out his phone. Mr. Simmons wanted to check on some emails while his son milked him. The father began typing on his phone while he tried hard to maintain his composure as his son squeezed his large cow nipples and sprayed milk into the bucket below.
"How am I doing dad?", Richie said, the bucket nearly being half full.
"You're doing great, champ. Just keep it up and we'll be done in no time.", his father reassured him.
Mr Simmons finished typing an email to a hay supplier as he closed his eyes and clinched his fist, dropping his phone. The phone fell onto the soft dirt below as the father got visibly aroused before quickly calming himself.
"Okay, Richie. I think we're good.". Mr Simmons said as Richie quickly got up off his stool and pulled the heavy bucket of milk to the side.
Soon after Richie had done that the group of people in the barn heard a loud neigh and the sound of Mrs Simmons moaning coming from nearby.
"There's my girl." Mr Simmons said proudly. He then turned his attention to John and Ashley who had been sitting quiet this entire time. John sitting patiently enjoying the show with Ashley doing the same, her tail wagging back and forth.
"You see any of those horses grazing in the pasture, outside? Those beauties are the fruits of my wife and Silver." Mr Simmons, said, beaming with pride.
"You see, I go into heat pretty rarely, and while I do make appointments with some other farms that own bulls, it's my wife that really makes use of her assets. I swear, sometimes I think she may like Silver more than me." Mr Simmons laughed as he stomped a hoof, sending his udder swinging and a few small drips of milk falling to the ground.
"I joke. At the end of the day it's just business, and no matter how many mares she tends to, I'm still the man she married.", Mr Simmons said with a smile.
Mr Simmons then had the front pocket of his overalls vibrate. He pulled his phone out of the pocket as he answered the call.
"Hello? Oh great. Yes. We can meet them in a few minutes."
Mr Simmons ended the call and slid his phone back into his pocket as he addressed Richie.
"Richie, your cousins are here. You can introduce them to your friends here if you like. Lord knows there's room and plenty of animals around to keep them entertained."
Richie forced a smile as he turned back to his father." Sure, dad..."
Richie walked over to John and Ashley, and as soon as he was facing them his smile faded.
"I can't stand them." Richie said, out of the blue.
"Who, your cousins?" Ashley asked, genuinely curious.
"Yeah. They're fraternal twin and huge brats. Nick and Cassie are only about 6 years old but act like jerks. The last here I caught Cassie trying to throw a rock at our boars backside. She was trying to hit his balls..." Richie said, embarrassed.
Richie then composed himself and addressed his friend directly, again. "Anyway, might as well go try and keep an eye on them, at least. We can try and make sure they don't get into too much trouble.
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