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THE DINO FARMER WHO LIVES NEXT DOOR

By: Dudebulge

I grew up a farm kid in rural Iowa. Mom and dad both taught me how to plant crops, raise chickens, drive a tractor and all that stuff before I even saw my first PG-13 movie. It was a nice childhood honestly, but I suppose I’m one of those people who outgrow the way they’re raised as I went to college and moved to Chicago when I was old enough, and had lived there ever since. I still went back and visited my parents at holidays and spoke with them often. My younger brother stayed home to work the farm with them too, so I never felt too guilty about leaving. Scott, my brother, lived a few miles away from our folks with his wife and their two daughters.

*****

This year I was back at the old farmhouse visiting for Thanksgiving weekend. I had driven out a couple days early, and my brother Scott had exciting news to share.

“Guess what, Andy?” He asked.

I just shrugged my shoulders.

“There’s a dinosaur moved in just up the road!”

“So what?” I said. “Plenty of dinosaurs in the world. I work with a number of them in the city.”

“Yeah but, this has always been a human county. It’s just kinda weird is all.” He added.

“Why is it weird?” I asked. My brother’s and my world views were never quite in the same alignment.

It was his turn to shrug. “I never really seen one up close. He’s a big old fella too.” He said, ignoring my question.

“Oh, so you’ve met him?”

“What? No, just saw him at the general store in town buying some stuff.” Scott said.

I rolled my eyes. Dinosaurs, admittedly, didn’t have the best reputation among humans. Their race was much, much older than ours, bigger, and typically longer-lived. The fact that so many seemed to hold high positions in government, the media, and big business didn’t make them more sympathetic to most people either. Still, I knew several in my own life, and they were just normal folk, trying to live their lives, raise their families and usually seemed to keep to themselves. It bothered me that neither my brother or my parents had even spoken to their new neighbor.

“Well, I’m going to go introduce myself to him tomorrow then.” I said.

The morning before Thanksgiving was cold so I bundled up, and after breakfast with the family I headed out to introduce myself to the dinosaur next door. It was about a half mile walk up the road, and I could see my breath in front of my face every time I exhaled. Still it was good exercise and I reached the neighboring farm shortly, a big orange barn sitting in the middle of the property with empty, recently-harvested fields surrounding it. I wondered idly what the farmer grew during the warmer months. Beside the barn was a white and blue painted farmhouse with two stories. I strode up to the extra wide front door and rang the bell. After a few moments I heard shuffling inside and then the sound of heavy footfalls. The door swung wide and there stood a towering dinosaur close to seven feet tall.

“Who’re you?” He asked gruffly.

“Oh, hello there, I’m Andy Everett, from just down the road.” I said, pointing with my thumb to my family’s barn in the distance. I smiled.

“What’re ya selling, Andy?” The large, greenish fellow asked. He was not smiling.

I blinked. “No, nothing, I just wanted to stop by and introduce myself, on behalf of my family, we’re neighbors after all.”

He gave me a long, careful look. “Ted Thumbson.” He said.

“Did you say, ‘Thompson?’” I asked, unsure if I had heard him clearly.

“Nope, Thumbson, it’s a family name.” He iterated, bringing one of his hands up and showing me the oversized thumb spike there.

“Oh, you’re an Iguanodon.” I said.

“Huh, you know yer dinosaurs.” He said, and his expression softened a little.

“Well I know some anyway. I actually live and work in Chicago, but I come out to visit my family here as often as I can.”

“Glad to know not everyone out here is ignorant about us.” Ted said.

“Small towns. Not like that’s an excuse or anything, I hope it gets better for you.” I added.

He nodded his understanding. “Well, nice of ya to stop by. Is there anything else then?” He asked.

My instinct was to say it was nice to meet him too, and be on my way but I hesitated. Ted was a stocky older dinosaur. He wore a flannel shirt under brown bib overalls. He had strong arms, legs, and some belly paunch which filled his frame out nicely. He had some feathering, like many dinosaurs, but it appeared to be localized to his lower jaw where it was soft and downy, forming a greying beard. Yeah okay, he obviously wasn’t the most welcoming guy but I can’t help what I find attractive. The truth is I grew up around rural working men and still have a very soft spot for them, human or dinosaur.

So it was because of those thoughts swirling around my brain that made me ask: “Why don’t you come over to the house tomorrow night for Thanksgiving dinner? If you don’t have plans of course.” I added quickly.

Ted tilted his head and gave a short, huff of surprise. “Uh, well, that’s a pretty human custom ain’t it? And besides, I don’t want to impose on you.”

“It’s really no problem, we always have more food than we can eat. Um, is it just you or..?”

“Just me.” He said.

“Perfect, come by around 4:30 tomorrow afternoon then, and bring a dish if you want.” I said and smiled again.

“Uh, okay, and yer family won’t have a problem with me just showin’ up like this?”

I waved his concern away. “Nah, it’ll be fine.” I assured him.

*****

Well, it wasn’t fine, not exactly anyway. My parents and brother had their own concerns to express. They were mad at me for inviting a stranger, let alone a dinosaur, but I made the very apt counterpoint that Thanksgiving should be about sharing what we have with our neighbors, about inviting someone new to our table. They still weren’t happy about Ted coming to dinner, making the point that Thanksgiving for them, was about family, but in the end they begrudgingly agreed to it. For my part, I was excited to see the Iguanodon again, though I did wonder if my reasons were altruistic at all, or only motivated by my desire to spend some quality time with the bulky farmer.

*****

Ted showed up the following night right on time, carrying an immense bowl of salad, and dressed again in flannel and overalls, but they were clean, and his feather beard was noticeably combed. I could smell cologne on him faintly too. I thanked him for coming and invited him inside which was a small struggle as his stocky frame was barely able to squeeze past the front door. He met each of my family in turn, including Scott and his wife, my nieces, and my parents. To their credit, they were warm and well-behaved. My dad immediately began asking what crops Ted had grown that year, and soon they were talking about squash and soybeans for the next hour. After dinner most of the family watched football in the den while Mom and I cleaned up the kitchen and put leftovers away. Ted ducked in to help us tidy which was appreciated. He was a wonderful house guest actually, and I was glad for that since I sorta stuck my neck out for him, not that he owed it to me to behave or anything. I was just really glad that everyone had a nice time. We all played some board games for a couple hours after that until it was time for the kids to go to bed at which point our guest also suggested he should head home. Of course Mom insisted he take a box full of leftovers with him, all vegetarian for Ted obviously, being an herbivore and all.

“Not sure I can carry all this and my salad bowl!” He said and chuckled.

“Oh no problem, I’ll carry it for you.” I said.

“It’s already pretty late, I’ll come by tomorrow sometime, if that’s okay.” He suggested.

“Nonsense, I got it. Need to walk off some of that meal anyhow.” I said, patting my stomach.

So the two of us walked back to Ted’s, making some smalltalk on the way.

“Real nice family ya got there.” He said.

“Yeah, they’re not the worst.” I said and grinned.

“And I uh, I really appreciate yer askin’ me to come round like ya did. That was real nice too.”

“You’re welcome.” I said.

We walked the rest of the way in relative silence until we reached his home. We stood on his front porch while he fiddled with his keys to unlock the door. He opened it and paused.

“Do ya, uh, want to bring that box in yer mom gave me? Can just set it on the counter in the kitchen.”

“Yeah no problem.” I said.

He led the way into his front hall, where he asked me to remove my boots and he did the same. I could have just left the box there for him, but it seemed he was inviting me in for a bit, even if he hadn’t been entirely clear about it.

When we reached the kitchen and had put his leftovers and extra food away he grabbed a couple beers from the fridge.

“Want one?” He asked.

“Well I had a fair bit of wine at dinner so I probably shouldn’t.” I said.

“Oh.” He replied and his expression fell. I tried not to read into it. He put the beers back in the fridge.

“Uh, but I’m happy to stay for awhile and keep you company?” I offered.

“Ya don’t need to do that.” He mumbled. “I’m fine on my own.”

I felt a pang in my chest at that, but said nothing.

He led the way into his den where an immense, comfortable-looking bench sat in front of an older television. Most dinosaurs had benches like this one because it allowed their tails to drape over the backs. Couches were very uncommon in dino homes. I had learned that from some friends back in Chicago. I also noticed there weren’t any other places to sit so I sat down next to him.Ted was big enough that our thighs touched slightly.

“Ahum, Let’s see what’s on.” He said, after clearing his throat.

He scanned through some channels and eventually seemed to give up with a shrug and settle on the local news. I looked up at the fellow sitting beside me: He was a pretty handsome guy, in that kinda salt-of-the-earth way, you know the one. He had weathered lines in his face, the brim of his hat frayed, his hands rough from hard work. I sighed to myself. Had he really invited me in to watch the news? It wasn’t difficult to figure out that he was lonelier than he let on, so I supposed that he just enjoyed some company. When he didn’t say much for the next few minutes I decided I would just talk about myself for a little while to break the ice, and maybe make my intentions to him clearer.

I explained about leaving for college when I was younger, how much I enjoyed the big city, but also how good it was to come home and see my family every other month or so. He nodded along, really paying attention, though not saying much about himself. I made it a point to mention my ex, a Chasmosaurus, and how we had lived together for a couple years until he broke up with me after I found out he was cheating.

“He?” Asked Ted, his voice betraying his surprise.

“Yeah.”

“Oh, well, huh. Ya been with a dinosaur, and a guy at that.” He mused.

“I know what I like.” I said and shrugged.

He shifted himself on the bench, perhaps I had made him uncomfortable.

“You okay?” I asked.

“Y-yeah, of course I am. Ain’t got a problem with how ya live yer life.”

“That’s good.”

“My er, uh, my wife, well, former wife, left me when she found out that I uh, was into that stuff too.” He explained.

“That stuff?” I echoed.

“Uh, that I wanted to be with men. I denied it fer a long time, but eventually that need got the better of me. I think she could tell. Never cheated though, that ain’t right to do to someone ya care about.” He said.

“I agree, and also, that’s pretty cool. Wouldn’t really have guessed it about you, the ‘liking-dudes’ part I mean. So have you been with other men then?” I asked.

“N-no, I haven’t.” He mumbled.

I scratched my dark brown beard in thought. “Ted, I didn’t want to assume anything but, why did you invite me in tonight?”

The big man fidgeted with his hands in his lap and half looked at me. Through the dark bluish-green skin on his cheeks, I believed he was blushing.

“Well to thank ya again properly for the invite. That was real neighborly.” He said, continuing to twiddle his spiky thumbs.

“Well you’re welcome again.” I said. Gosh he was cute, even cuter when it became clear that he didn’t know how to make the first move. Funny, the man must’ve been over fifty but I guess certain things never come easy for some folks.

I put my hand on his knee and he audibly gulped. “Is this okay?” I asked him.

“Y-yeah.”

I leaned against his expansive side and rested my head against his broad chest. He was warm, and his heart was pounding. I let the palm of my hand drift slowly upward, toward his crotch. Already there was an obvious bulge forming there. I lifted my head to smile up at him. He was clearly nervous, but nodded down at me to continue. He moved one of his hands to the small of my back and just held it there. Meanwhile my roaming fingers had found his groin and was feeling the heat emanating from it. He was hard all right and a damn good size. He moaned softly as I rubbed him through the fabric of his overalls.

He still sat rather motionless, save for his thick, twitching tail. I decided to be bolder yet and climbed onto his lap, straddling his powerful thighs as I looked into his bearded face.

“Do you want to kiss me?” I asked.

“Yes, so much!” He said breathlessly and leaned forward.

The beak at the front of Ted’s mouth connected with mine abruptly, but then his wet and eager tongue began to slide against my lips and into my mouth. It was warm and insistent and I let him explore while I sucked and licked it in return. That fluffy, feathered beard of his felt nicer on my skin than I had even hoped for. Underneath me his cock felt like it must be painfully trapped and I began to undo the clasps of his overalls’ straps while we made out. He continued to moan into my mouth and I responded with the same as his hands now roamed over my smaller human body. He gripped my ass, and pulled me tightly against his belly. I ground the tented front of my jeans into him. Soon the straps were off and I was frantically undoing the buttons of his flannel shirt. Ted grunted suddenly and broke off our kissing. He lifted me easily in his strong arms and rose to his feet.

“Bedroom’s better for this kinda stuff, right?”

“Uhh, definitely!” I agreed.

As he carried me down the hallway, he surprised me by saying, “You’re the first guy I’ve done this sorta thing with, so, I might not be too good at it.”

“There’s nothing to it.” I assured him. “Hell, even if we just make out for a while longer I’ll be happy.”

“Is that so?”

“You’re a great kisser, and a real looker too!”

“M-maybe in my younger days.” He said and chuckled, embarrassed by my comment..

“Probably then too, but right now, tonight, you’re one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen.”

He blushed deeply and smiled from ear to ear. He moved through the doorway to his bedroom and tossed me playfully onto his immense bed.

“You say real nice things to me, son.” He said as he stripped out of his shirt and pants. “And it wouldn’t be right if I didn’t do the same. “Just somethin’ about a well-dressed fella like you that really gets my motor runnin’!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Well-dressed? That’s a very specific compliment.”

“I ain’t the best with words, you’re real handsome too I mean. Thought so the moment I saw you standin’ on my porch, Andy.”

While he finished removing his socks and tighty-whities, I quickly shucked off what I was wearing too. Before he climbed onto the bed with me, we each gave the other a long, appreciative look. As expected of a dinosaur, he had a long, thick member on him. It wasn’t gargantuan, everything was proportional, but I’d have my work seriously cut out for me depending on how the evening unfolded. Beneath the bobbing length were two fat, full testicles which swung invitingly as he flopped onto the mattress next to me, causing the bedframe to groan and creak in protest.

We kissed some more as our hands roamed over each other’s hot flesh. It was wonderful to learn that his body sported more of those soft feathers down the front of his chest and again, oddly, in the crevices between his balls and thighs.

Ted moved then, up to an elbow and then rearranged himself so that we were in a sixty-nining position. He grabbed my manhood and lifted it to his mouth, taking a whiff and then engulfing it easily. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a good size down there, but when you’re with a dinosaur, part of the appeal is just how much bigger they are. His tongue wrapped around my shaft, tugging it gently as I moaned into his crotch. I had to use both hands on my Iguanodon partner to carefully guide him into my mouth and shortly my throat. I sucked at his nectarine-sized head as it oozed precum down the furrow of my tongue. It was tangy and rich, and fuuuck did it taste good. I bobbed my head up and down on his meaty pole, and I genuinely tried my best, but I doubt if I got much past the halfway mark. Ted’s piece was just too damn thick for me. Still, from the sounds he was making, he was enjoying my efforts, as well as his own. I moved my mouth to his full scrotum too, sucking on some of the loose bag flesh and liberally coating them with spit, rubbing them in my hands. His massive tail flexed and straightened out behind him, telling me I was doing something right.

“Never knew just how nice it would be to get a cock in my mouth!” He exclaimed happily between sucks.

“I’m glad you think so, and I’m sorry I can’t so easily reciprocate!” I responded, after coming up for air.

“Naw, what yer doin’ feels just great!.” He assured me and winked. We continued to feast on one another’s manhood for half an hour or more, savoring every taste, smell and sensation.

“Better slow down, I’m getting close.” He said presently.

“Oh yeah? I’m almost there too.” I admitted. That slippery tongue muscle of his felt almost like an extra hand gripping my cock, but better.

“If that’s so…” Ted said thoughtfully, and then he sat up.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Well I, I was wondering, uh, if…” He sorta trailed off, suddenly acting shy again.

“Yeees?”

“I don’t want yer first load in my mouth.” He said finally.

I raised an eyebrow.

“I uh, I’ve dreamed about getting fucked, about taking a man inside of me for a long time. If this is my only chance, I gotta take it!” He blurted it out and I laughed to myself.

“I mean, I can certainly help you with that.”

“Really?”

“Sure man, I’ve been admiring that big ass of yours all night.”

“Would it, I mean would you mind waiting while I take a shower and get ready?”

I shook my head. “I’m not going anywhere, Ted. And uh, are you sure you’ve never done this before? You’re acting like a pro.”

He huffed. “I told you I haven’t. Doesn’t mean I didn’t do some research online.”

“Fair enough.” I said and grinned.

Ted went to his bathroom while I relaxed on the bed. He whistled a tune to himself while he got ready and I sighed. Who would’ve guessed I’d find such a sweet and eager man living next to my parents in this podunk town? I hadn’t been with anybody in at least a year sexually and this was just what I had been needing. Work kept me so busy and my last couple experiences with hook-up apps had been disappointing to say the least. Hadn’t had a boyfriend in… Geez was it really four years now? Not that I meant to think that far ahead with Ted or anything, but he really seemed like a nice guy, had a job, a house of his own, was cute as hell. There’s no harm in fantasizing a little is there?

Eventually Ted came out of his bathroom amidst a billowing cloud of steam.

“All squeaky clean!” He announced.

“Can’t wait.” I said.

Again he climbed onto the bed but this time straddled me. He held a bottle of personal lube in one hand.  “I read that it’s easier the first time to just sit down on it.” He explained.

“We’ll find what works best for us.” I told him.

Ted reached under himself and took ahold of my dick, lining it up with his pucker. He leaned back, balanced on his tail between my legs. Then he poured some of the bottle’s contents onto his fingers and smeared it over his asshole, before placing the lube next to us on the mattress. He grunted a little as he lowered his bulky frame, and without much coaxing my head pushed, and then passed through his outer ring. He exhaled slowly as he descended and took more of me inside of him. He huffed, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

“You don’t need to take it all in one go.” I said, rubbing my hands over his round belly.

“I want to though.” He said.

Ted lowered himself further, taking a sharp inhalation of breath as the rest of my length entered him. He bottomed out, settling his big rump on my thighs as his pendulous balls came to rest on my stomach.

“Oh lordy.” He moaned. “Oh fuck that feels nice, son.” He closed his eyes.

“Feels great on my end too.”

“I’ll just bet it does.” He opened one eye and smirked.

Ted began to move then, slowly, tentatively at first. I may not have had the biggest dick to a dino, but it was still the only one ol’ Ted had taken up his arse, and his face obviously showed the enjoyment he was feeling. After a few minutes of adjusting to the throbbing maleness inside of him he began to pick up the pace a little, lifting himself and then plopping back down onto my abdomen. His cock bounced and slapped against my chest and whiskered chin. I took him in my hands, kneading it from engorged head to root, slowly, trying to time it with the pace he was fucking himself. I loved the sensation of his tight hole around me, his great, hot cheeks slapping against my bare skin. It felt incredible, but like all great things, it didn’t last too long. Within a minute of us reaching a faster rhythm, rubbing over his prostate, Ted couldn’t handle that level of pleasure.

“Oh, dang, oh fuck!” He gasped and shot his first rope of cum into my face.

His orgasm tightened his hole’s grip around my shaft, coupled with seeing the big fella shoot, I started shuddering underneath him, cumming in unison. He bucked atop me, bellowed as more thick shots erupted from his manhood, spraying my beard, neck, chest and even the headboard behind me. It was a helluva thing to see. Deep within Ted I coated his insides with my human seed. He still moved on top of me, but after his sixth expulsion he seemed to be completely drained.

The Iguanodon lifted himself as my cock slid out of him, softening and slimy. He laid down next to me with the biggest smile on his face.

“Thanks for that, bein’ my first. Makin’ me feel so good.” He said, a bit sheepishly.

“Oh, it was my esteemed pleasure I assure you.”

“Time for another shower I think.” He added.

Half an hour later, after we kissed more, and explored each other’s bodies a little further with hands and soap under the hot water, I was dressed and lingering near his front door. Ted wasn’t going anywhere as he was home and it was now very late. He was just wearing his briefs.

“I don’t want to let ya go, Andy.” He told me.

“I don’t want to go either.”

“Just stay here tonight then.” He offered. “You seen the bed is plenty big, I sure would like to fall asleep with ya in my arms.”

I let out a sigh. “That does sound nice Ted, but my folks’ll worry if I don’t come home tonight. As it is I’m hoping they don’t press me about why I’m so late getting in.”

He nodded his understanding.

“Andy?”

“Yeah?”

“Was this er, a one-time thing, or can I see ya again?”

I smiled and reached up to stroke his feathery jaw. “You’d like to do this again?”

“Well yeah, of course I would. Not just this either, just… Spend time with you.”

“I’m heading back to the city on Monday, so that gives us a few more days together, if you aren’t too busy.” I explained.

His face brightened right up. “Great! And uh, are ya planning to come back around Christmas time too?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “We probably shouldn’t get too ahead of ourselves should we? But yes, I’ll be back for a week then too.”

He gave me a great, crushing hug then and released me hesitantly.

We exchanged numbers. I put him in my phone as ‘Farmer Ted.’

We had one last kiss and then I started walking down his drive to the road, and my folks’ place. I was eager to see him again too. It was just, comfortable and sexy with him. Nothing felt forced or rushed, and honestly I hadn’t felt so good about a guy in quite some time. I thought about spending more of the weekend with him, and I thought about seeing him for Christmas too. As I wandered down the road, so too did my mind, thinking maybe I could come home in the spring for a couple weeks, help Ted plant his crops and whatnot. Maybe I could transfer with my company to find something local if I moved back? Oh man, I stopped walking and shook my head. I seemed to be the one getting way ahead of himself. Still, if nothing else, this had already become a Thanksgiving I would never forget.

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