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artificial-transmutations · 9 months

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Walter glanced nervously at the car clock as the black company car hobbled over ill maintained roads. He didn't mean to be so obvious, but the younger man on the passenger seat picked up on it immediately.

"Are we going to be late?" asked the young man with the carefully styled black hair and the immaculate suite.

"Probably", answered Walter. He, too, was wearing a suit as he had done on every working day for the last twenty years. His suit tidy as well, of course, although not quite as much as the one the trainee was wearing. His slowly graying hair was combed and neat, but over the years he had stopped caring too much about looking perfect. He was good at his job, but the real secret to selling insurance policies wasn't to look like a suit model. It was all about charisma.

"That's not what worries me, though. If they live that far out, they deserve to wait for a few minutes. Besides, it's a pathetic deal, only a minor upsell regarding a small farmhouse. Barely worth driving out here if you asked me."

Walters tone left no doubt on what he thought about it.

Harry, the trainee next to him, looked at Walter quizzically.

"But Sir, isn't it company policy to value each of our customers the same, no matter how big the deal is?"

Walter shot a disapproving glance at Harry and snorted, almost laughing. "Oh, come on, Harry. I'm sure you know that's bullshit. You need to figure out who is important and who isn't. A small farmer in the middle of nowhere? Not important, won't pay much anyway. The CEO of a multinational company like the one we are meeting this afternoon? Very important, that's where the money is." Walter made a hand gesture as if to swat away Harry's naive suggestion. "The farm they live on? Oh, I don't think it's even worth 50 thousand. But don't worry, it's good practice to make the deal if the client wants it. Still, if we spend too much time out here, we will be late for our actually important appointment."

Harry looked unhappy with the explanation but before he could answer, Walter saw a signpost. "Ah, that's them. It should be just up ahead."

He turned his attention back to the road and stopped the car. They had arrived at the driveway of the farm they were supposed to visit.

Before leaving the car and following Walter, Harry quickly checked his reflection in the rear view mirror. This was going to be his first sale today and he needed to look sharp for it! He straightened his suit, checked his hair one last time and finally got out of the car.

The small farmhouse was a real dump. It had seen better days and the garden was overgrown. Walter gave the impression of a man who didn't like being here.

"I can't wait to get back to civilization" he muttered under his breath, while Harry passed him and knocked at the door.

"Sir! We are from Gastins, the insurance company, we..."

He was interrupted by the farmer opening the doors. The man was massive, hairy and dirty. Harry couldn't really tell if he was smiling because of the dense beard that adorned his face.

"... talked on the phone." Harry finished his sentence, a bit quieter.

The farmer took a long look at the both of them before giving a grunt, somewhere between permissive and disapproving and went back into the house, leaving the door open.

Harry looked to Walter in search for reassurance, but the older man just shrugged and mouthed an inaudible "your client".

Straightening his back, Harry put on a charming smile and followed the farmer inside.

The interior didn't look much better than the outside. The furniture was mostly wooden and worn, but sturdy and well made. The old wallpaper looked like it hadn't been changed for the last twenty years and it felt like it might start peeling off any moment.

"Sir, my name is Harry, and this is Walter. We are from the Gastin insurance company." Harry introduced himself properly. "We already talked on the phone, and I have the necessary documents with me to discuss the expansion of your current insurance policy. If I may?"

After a nod of the farmer, Harry sat down on the kitchen table and opened his laptop.

He quickly checked his browser history to find the email he had been working on the night before and began his sales pitch. "Your current insurance coverage covers everything that might befall your house and your belongings, which is excellent. However, we here at Gastin Insurance also offer additional insurance for houses that you can buy."

Harry was excellently prepared and navigated the farmer through the new contract, making sure to explain everything in great detail so the other man wouldn't be surprised by anything that might or might not happen.

The older, bearded man listened carefully but didn't speak a lot. From time to time, he had a surprisingly clever question that Harry had no problem answering. Even though Walter, who mostly sat and watched the trainee, glanced at his clock more than once, Harry had the feeling this was going to be a sure deal.

So, it came as a big surprise when finally, after a good two hours of presenting the new contract, the farmer crossed his arms in front of his muscular chest and shook his head. "Sorry, kid, but no."

Harry swallowed. This wasn't the reaction he expected, and it certainly wasn't what he wanted to hear. "That... comes as a bit of a surprise, Sir. Can you explain why?"

The older farmer sighed. "Your paperwork checks out and you're an honest kid, but all in all, you're just a city boy, not a real honest and down-to-earth man. I've made it my principle to never trust a city boy and I'm not gonna change that."

Walter stood up, clearly annoyed. "Why didn't you say so from the beginning? You could have saved us all a lot of time. Now, if you'll excuse us..."

He didn't get to finish, because Harry raised his hand and interrupted Walter. "I'm sorry that you feel that way, Sir, but I assure you, both of us are absolutely honest and grounded men. Please allow us to prove it to you."

Walter looked at Harry and pointed at his watch less than subtle. This time it was Harry who mouthed a "my client." to him, making Walter roll his eyes.

The farmer was clearly surprised by Harry's request and scratched his beard. "I suppose. Tell you what. If you manage to repair the fence outside, I'll sign your contract, 'cause you're clearly a man then."

Harry nodded enthusiastically, while Walter looked at him with a disbelieving stare. "We will get right to it!" asserted Harry and was already at the door.

Grimacing, Walter followed the trainee, and only once they were outside, out of earshot of the farmer, he angrily began to speak: "What the hell was that about? We certainly don't have time to repair a stupid fence! Just let it go, that guy isn't worth it."

Harry turned to Walter, his eyes burning with determination. "This is my client. I have to prove myself to him." He went to a nearby shed and opened the door, grabbing a toolbox.

Walter watched the trainee for a moment, shaking his head, but eventually followed.

"Do you even know how to repair a fence?" Walter asked while looking at the tools.

"No, but I will learn." Harry said simply while picking up a hammer. "*We* will learn" he corrected himself and gestured towards the toolbox.

Walter sighed again and shook his head but grabbed a wrench and got to work on the fence anyway.

Although the ground was wet and muddy, the sun was burning hot from the sky and quickly, both men were pretty sweaty. Of course, a fine suit wasn't the ideal piece of clothing for manual labor, so it was only a matter of time until there were several mud stains and a few holes in Harry's jacket. The area under his arms was wet from his sweat, and he was feeling uncomfortable in the suit, like it wasn't fitting him properly. He took his jacket and shirt off, while Walter stared at him.

"What?" Harry asked, suddenly insecure about his body.

Walter shook his head again, as if to clear it, before answering. "You know, I didn't expect that from you."

"Better than ruining it", Harry replied and added: "Perhaps you should take off yours, too."

Reluctantly, Walter agreed and soon, both men were working topless. Harry couldn't help but be somewhat impressed. He had guessed that Walter would be weak and probably would sport a beer belly under his shirt. However, the older man was actually pretty fit. In fact, the longer they worked, the more details Harry noticed that somehow didn't fit the Walter he was used to. His toned muscles, his flat stomach, the light tan. No, something wasn't right.

When Harry looked to Walter's face, he would find his suspicions verified: Something weird was going on! Harry had been certain Walter had had graying hairs - but the unkempt hair on top of the other man's head was anything but gray - it was dark and full.

"Say, how old are you again, Walter?" Harry asked. His own voice sounded funny, too. Deeper somehow.

"32" answered Walter immediately. "No, wait, that's wrong. I'm... 31?" The last part sounded like a question, but it fit his surprisingly masculine and handsome body. However, Harry was more focused on his own appearance right now. His body looked alien to him: It was way fitter, tanner and broader than he was used to - and it looked somewhat older than he was used to, too.

"Is anything wrong?" The smooth and dark voice of his coworker, sounding like dark honey was new and Harry looked at Walter again. Surprisingly youthful, with a sweaty and muddy body full of muscles and a mildly concerned face was what met his eye. There was no doubt, this was a long way from the former Walter. Still, Harry couldn't look away. The masculine body with the light coating of hair and the five o clock shadow had him captivated. But the gentle and friendly brown eyes sucked him in, and he could hardly look away. What was happening to him? To them both? Harry had been certain he was straight, but when he looked at the other man, he felt butterflies in his stomach, and he could feel his body reacting.

"Hehe. Is that for me?" Walt asked with a hint of amusement and pointed down. Following his finger, Harry noticed that he had a clearly visible boner that was stretching his brown work shorts, mirroring the similar bulge in Walt's pants. Didn't he wear suit pants just some minutes ago?

No, that didn't make sense. He had never worn a suit in his life, that was city boy attire. He was a country man and only put on practical clothing and sturdy boots. However, that wasn't very important. He smiled and brushed his blonde hair out of his eyes before grinning at Walt mischievously.

"I think it's time for a break."

#male transformation #muscle transformation #dumbing down #straight to gay

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howdoyousleep3 · 8 months

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Walk with me here, I’ve been thinking of being fucked by farmer Steve. And he has the facial hair of nomad Steve, and a hairy chest

He's wearing overalls but just overalls so you can perfectly and clearly see his arms, the veins on said arms, biceps, pecs, hairy chest and he'd be such a teasing flirt, he'd be calling me his pretty boy, compliments, looks up and down my body, and be a little shit and wrap his arms around me to guide my hands when doing something

And he'd fuck like an animal, being held down as he's railing into me, and omg the beard burn from him, and how sloppy he’d be with kisses too

Yes, yes, yes, yes I will absolutely walk with you here. Farmer Steve just hits different and he's such an indulgent, delicious thought. Especially him in his overalls or his Wranglers or his flannel. 😵‍💫 The size of him would be obscene, alarming almost.

And he works so hard all day, his days unimaginably difficult, but he's so sweet to you when he comes home for lunch and then again in the evening before the sun goes down. He always wants a piece of you, always wants some sugar, always pulls you close with a rumble and that look.

And you're absolutely right; he fucks like a savage. He fucks like he has a need that can only be itched by you, by your sweet bitty body. Rough from the start, sweet with his words, he'd surely whisper his praise and thanks into your ear and into your neck for taking such good care of him, for giving him this, for letting him have your little hole.

He wrecks and ruins you every time, leaves you to go tend to the farm more than disheveled, panting and sweating and aching. And surely with a sweet smack on the ass.

And surely hungry for more when he returns home. ❤️

#askK #farmer steve #love the idea of him being so big and burly and charming and fucking like an animal #LOVE IT

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badbirep · 13 days

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My delusional ass hiking up my rugby shorts higher when I can see the farmer's son on the tractor in the far field in the distance....

Like on the one hand he did drive by soon after but on the OTHER hand..... as if the hairy legs, neck beard and mullet combination is gonna be the thing that makes him think y'know what.... I should give dudes a chance.

No slutty rugby shorts can save me :/

In my defense, we're both the same age and unmarried and here that means one of two things : you're either gay or insufferable so I'm hoping in his case, it's because he's gay! (In my case it's both)

#jayspeak

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farmers-hairy-beard · 24 days

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Calender Man 🚜🚜🛠🛠☔️🐃🦁🦁🌽💦💦💦

#hairy #hairy torso #workgear #bearded man #gay farmer #hairyman #moustache #farmers hairy beard

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hairychestloversblog · 1 year

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When the farmer poses on his break 🚜 🚜🚜

#farmers #posing #gay hairy #hairy male #hairy #bearded hunk #gay #cute #furry #very hairy #chest

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market-spy · 2 months

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The Bearded Revolution: Navigating the Global Beard Grooming Craze

Welcome, dear reader, to the hairy world of beard grooming, where facial hair is more than just fuzz — it’s a lifestyle. In this blog, we’ll take a laid-back stroll through the Global Beard Grooming Market, exploring its ins and outs without getting tangled in the beard net. So, grab your beard oil, put on your comfiest flannel, and let’s dive into the beardtastic journey.

The Rise of Beard Culture:

In a world that once favored the clean-shaven look, beards are making a comeback, and they’re not just sprouting on faces — they’re growing into a multi-billion-dollar industry. The Global Beard Grooming Market, valued at a cool USD 20.40 billion in 2021, is predicted to reach a whopping USD 38.14 billion by 2030, thanks to a 7.20% CAGR.

Beard Grooming: More Than a Trend:

Men around the globe are embracing beards not just as facial accessories but as statements of masculinity. The report highlights a shift towards organic grooming, with folks ditching synthetic products for natural alternatives. Because who needs chemicals when you can have a beard that’s more organic than your local farmer’s market?

Market Snapshot:

Largest Segment: Hypermarkets and supermarkets (because why not buy beard oil while grabbing groceries?)

Fastest Growth: Specialty stores (because your beard deserves a store of its own)

Growth Rate: 7.20% CAGR (Clearly, the beard is not slowing down)

Geographical Beard Trends:

Europe, with its dapper gents, is leading the charge, boasting a men’s personal care market valued at $29.6 billion in 2022. Meanwhile, the Asia-Pacific region is brushing up its beard game, set to be the fastest-growing market segment. Looks like global beards are having a moment, and everyone wants a piece of the beard action.

Beard Products:

Not Just for Bearding Around: The market is teeming with beard products, from beard oil to shampoo, shaving cream to trimmers. It’s like a grooming buffet where you can pick and choose to curate the perfect beard experience. Shaving cream enthusiasts, fear not — you still have a place in this hairy paradise.

Distribution Channels:

Where the Beards Hang Out: Hypermarkets and supermarkets dominate, offering accessibility and affordability. Specialty stores, on the other hand, cater to the beard aficionados, providing a curated and specialized shopping experience. Because a beard deserves more than just shelf space — it deserves a spotlight.

For More Information: https://www.skyquestt.com/report/beard-grooming-market

Beardonomics:

The Whisker-Driven Economy: Men are becoming more conscious of their grooming habits, allocating an impressive 16 minutes to their beard rituals. The beard care segment is riding high on this trend, fueled by social media, digital marketing, and celebrity endorsements. Because, let’s face it, a well-groomed beard is a celebrity in its own right.

Beard Wars:

The Players and the Playgrounds: In this grooming battleground, the key players include The Famous Beard Oil Company, The Man Company, Beardbrand, and others. It’s a playground where innovation is the swing, and smaller niche players are making their mark. The beard game is strong, my friends.

Conclusion:

Bearding Forward As we wrap up our beardful journey through the Global Beard Grooming Market, one thing is clear — beards are not just facial hair; they’re a statement, a lifestyle, and now, a booming market. So, whether you’re a beard enthusiast, a grooming guru, or just someone who appreciates a well-kempt face, here’s to the beard revolution, one whisker at a time. Cheers to the beardscape!

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decorumviris · 2 years

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