Under the cloak of night, two rugged Brazilian farmers, drawn to each other like moths to a flame, sneak into the barn. The older, more experienced farmer, his calloused hands already unbuckling his overalls, grins at the younger, his eyes sparkling with mischief. The younger, his heart pounding with anticipation, licks his lips, eager to taste the older man's thick, uncut cock. The barn is filled with the scent of hay and sweat as they rut, the older farmer grunting and thrusting, the younger moaning and taking every inch.