Barefoot and clad in simple clothes, Joey and Andrew sneak away from their chores, drawn to each other by an irresistible force. They tumble into the hay, their hands exploring each other's bodies with a hunger born of denied desires. Joey's lips wrap around Andrew's cock, his tongue tracing the veins, while Andrew's fingers twist and pull at Joey's nipples. They roll, switching places, Joey's cock sliding into Andrew's tight heat, their bodies slick with sweat and lust, until they both find their release, gasping each other's names.