This is a story about 2 teenage guys who discover man sex and love for each other while on a summer vacation at the farm. It begins slowly but builds in intensity as the days go by and their relationship deepens. If you are underage, or if man to man sex or normal reproductive acts of farm animals offend you then you should move on to something else. I would appreciate any comments emailed to me at ndman72@yahoo.com. BOYS ON THE FARM is a work of pure fiction -- the characters and the events do not represent any person or situation. Copyright (c)1999, all rights reserved. Please do not post in any other forum, newsgroup, or publication.
BOYS ON THE FARM. Day Eleven.
The noise made by birds in the morning can be quite loud, especially when the country surroundings have no traffic noise as is the case in the city to mask the bird's chatter coming through the open windows. Tristan and David became aware of the bird's incessant chirping by degrees as they slowly wakened in the double bed they shared. With only a sheet to cover their nakedness, the two boys had slept intertwined all through the night, unconsciously demonstrating their love for each other and maintaining the emotional and physical closeness they had established.
David stirred first, being more of a morning person than Tristan. He stretched, cautiously at first, sliding his arms and legs away from Tristan in order to move freely.
The motion disturbed Tristan who reached out with a hand to caress David's thigh, his eyes still closed. He snuggled back up to David, pressing the length of his naked body against the warm flesh of his best friend, and the guy he loved without reservation. Tristan's cock went from a semi-erect state to a straining hard-on within scant seconds of its contact with David's body. The helmet-shaped head of his cock was sending its undeniable signals of pleasure and lust into Tristan's nervous system. Tristan's hand traced the contours of David's body, weaving the bonds of love tighter between the two boys.
David thoroughly enjoyed the sensuous attention he was given by Tristan and after a brief body squeeze, ran his fingers through Tristan's thick, curly hair. When Tristan's fingers finally zeroed in on his aching hardon, David gasped with the pleasure and thrust his hips in an involuntary response. "Dude, you sure know how to make a guy horny," David growled in a low voice.
Tristan opened his eyes and looked into David's eyes, smiling with unabashed love before he sat up in bed and pivoted his head towards David's crotch. With his face only inches away from David's crotch, he stroked David's 5-inch rigid member with one hand while the other was playing with David's balls. Without warning he kissed David's cockhead, sending shivers of erotic sensation up David's spine. "Like that, Mr. Stiffy?," Tristan spoke to David's cock.
"Dude, you driving me crazy. Go for it, just do it!" was David's urgent reply.
With that encouragement Tristan began to devour David's cock with a serious passion sending David higher and higher on his way to the throes of orgasm. Tristan's body was twisted when he began and he moved to a more comfortable position without ceasing his attention to David by straddling David's chest with his thighs, his sizable hardon hanging down heavily below his ballsack.
David was in a state of serious lust by now. David felt Tristan's strong thighs pressing against his ribs as well as Tristan's hairy legs were brushing his ears. The sight filling his eyes and the smell of Tristan's body filled his nose, all adding to the eroticism. Using his hands to pull Tristan back slightly, David was able to pull Tristan's cock to his lips and began tonguing its purplish red cockhead, precum flowing steadily from its slit. David lapped it up, its slightly salty taste providing its own contribution towards David's mounting passion. His breathing quickened as his world shrank to the feelings centered on the mouths working two hot fuck rods.
David's hips were thrusting continuously in time with Tristan's sucking and licking. His ecstasy built rapidly and then he was there! "Here it comes, I'm going to shoot!" David groaned and burst after burst of teen cream erupted into Tristan's waiting mouth.
Tristan swallowed as much as he could while loosing his own blasts of cum, spraying David's mouth and face with a return volley of cum. After burying his face against David's crotch and inhaling the male fragrances found there, Tristan moved up and around to see the mess he made on David's face.
"Look at what you did to me!" David half-heartedly complained.
"It helps if you keep your mouth over it and swallow," teased Tristan. "I do, you know."
"Yeah, well now what? How am I going to clean this off so I can go downstairs?"
"Well, either I can kiss it off or you can wipe on your T-shirt."
"Oh great! I don't think I want to leave a stain like that on my T-shirt. You made the mess, I guess you'll have to take care of it."
Tristan made a wry face, but then realized he was being given a chance to kiss David and went right to work. Laying on top of David, he licked and kissed David's face, cleaning up his own juices he had put there moments earlier. Tristan playfully nibbled David's nose and ears before seriously assaulting David's lips. David didn't respond for what seemed to be the longest time, but then David's reserve evaporated and he began kissing back! David's hands were holding and stroking him his back and his ass! IT WAS SO WONDERFUL! Tristan absorbed the feelings of being in love like a dry wheat field soaking up rain.
"I love you so much," Tristan whispered while gazing into David's vivid blue eyes. Their gazes locked for long seconds. In the back of Tristan's mind was that the thought that life would still be perfect for another 48 hours, then he had to leave the person he loved to move to Texas with his dad.
David blinked first. "Yeah, dude I know," David whispered back after a ragged intake of breath. "You are one amazing guy. Nobody else I know would do this but with you it feels right and so good. With you it seems ok to for two guys to be kissing. You can have one more and then we should be getting dressed."
Tristan bent his head down and they joined lips in a tender kiss, hands cupping each other's face and pelvises pressed tightly together. "I wish we could stay like this forever," Tristan remarked as their loving kiss ended.
"Yeah, but I gotta take a piss! And you need to brush your teeth! Let's get going!" And with that, David tickled Tristan to make him move. They dressed and hit the bathroom together before eating breakfast with Grandma.
"Morning Grandma", both boys offered simultaneously.
"Mornin' boys. Sleep good?" Grandma asked.
"You bet!" "Always."
"Sit down, the pancakes are waiting for you."
While they were eating breakfast, Grandma asked, "Would you boys work in the garden with me this morning? The weeds have really grown after the rain last week! And Grandpa was wondering if you could mow the grass tomorrow before you leave."
"OK". "Sure, Grandma."
"Oh good. You boys have been so much help while you've been here. And its been great to have youngsters on the farm again. You'll come back next summer and spend time with us again, won't you?"
"You bet!" exclaimed David.
Tristan was silent for just a moment and then vowed, "I'll hitchhike all the way from Texas if I have to--I'll do whatever it takes to be here!"
The boys helped Grandma clear away the breakfast dishes and they went outside to the garden. Now this was a farm garden and it was big! Grandma had planted almost every vegetable seed that existed. Of course, there were rows of peas, onions, and carrots; coffee cans filled with tomatoes and peppers; more rows of beans and radishes, as well as heads of lettuce and cabbage. But that was only the start! There must have been a couple of hundred potato plants growing in rows of hills, and row after row of sweet corn! But that wasn't all! Grandma had vegetables the boys hadn't ever heard of! Grandma was growing cauliflower and kolirabi, along with brussel sprounts and asparagas! And over in one corner was her herb garden. She had dill weed, chives, basil, and coriander growing there. Next to that were the spreading plants: the cucumbers, zucchini, and squash.
After she had shown the boys all the types of vegetables she had so they wouldn't mistake them for weeds, Tristan asked with an incredulous expression, "Grandma, what do you do with all of these vegetables? I have never seen such a big garden?"
"Oh, I freeze some and I can some and we eat a lot of it fresh when it's producing. You've been eating fresh vegetables all the while you have been here."
"No wonder what you cook tastes so good!" Tristan replied.
So the boys worked most of the morning with Grandma, hoeing around the hills of the various vegetables, picking weeds out of the rows, and turning her weedy garden into a freshly tilled and neat supply of fresh produce. The boys took turns with the roto tiller, tilling the soil between the rows to kill the weeds and loosen the soil so water and nutrients could more easily reach the plant roots.
It was growing quite warm outside by the end of the morning and they had finished tilling everything except the corn rows. Grandma went in to get lunch ready and she told the boys they could quit too and that they would be eating in about a half an hour.
"Grandma, can I take some carrots to feed to Ace?" Tristan asked immediately.
"Oh sure," Grandma replied. "Dig up a few carrots and we'll have some for lunch too."
After digging up a spade's width of carrot row, Grandma gave Tristan the 3 biggest carrots for Ace and then took the rest to serve for lunch.
The boys walked over to the barn to give Ace his treat.
"How's it hanging today, big fella?" Tristan greeted Ace as they walked into the barn with the carrots. Ace nickered and came right over as they approached with his treat. Tristan admired the massive size and masculinity of the stud horse--in all respects!
"I want to go in there with him and feed him these carrots--do you think I could?" Tristan asked David.
"Well, I've gone in there with Grandpa before, so as long as you don't spook him, I guess it wouldn't hurt."
"Super! Are you gonna come in too?"
"Yeah, I'll open the gate. Go in ahead of me so I can close it behind us. Remember, walk up to him slowly."
While Ace was crunching away on the carrots, Tristan was petting Ace's massive neck and ribcage, thrilled to be standing next to and touching the immense Clydesdale stallion. "Can you believe it?" Tristan remarked incredulously. "The top of Aces' back is even with the top of my head! I would need a ladder to get up on his back."
"Yeah, but we're not going to try that. Grandpa wouldn't like it."
"OK, but come here and look at this guy's equipment with me. Just look at those balls, I wish he would drop his cock down so we could see it up close. This stud horse is so cool."
"I know. We better quit now and get out of the stall, Tristan. Ace could flatten both of us if something upset him."
"OK, but someday I'm going to have a stud horse and ride him and use him for breeding, just like Ace here."
"Whatever, Tristan. Oops, there's the dinner bell! We gotta go." The boys left Ace's box stall, carefully closed the gate behind them and ran back to the house for lunch.
Grandma had sandwiches and homemade vegetable stew ready on the table for Grandpa and the boys. Grandma praised the boys to high heaven for the help they gave her in the garden that morning. She told Grandpa that they were hard workers and remarked how nice it would be to have the boys stay with them longer next summer.
"Well, that's up to the boys", Grandpa replied and turned to look at them while they sat side by side at the table. "What do you boys think about that? Would you like to stay longer next summer and help us?"
"Oh yeah!" David answered with a big grin.
Tristan had a worried look on his face. "Jeez, I really want to and I hope my dad will let me. I'll probably have to get a job so I can pay for the plane tickets."
"Don't you worry about either, Tristan", Grandpa answered. "We'll talk to your dad and we'll help with your plane tickets too. After all, you'll be working here for us and we expect to pay you for your help."
Tristan's face lit up and he was beaming as he said, "Cool! I can hardly wait to get back and I haven't even left yet!" That finished lunch for Tristan. He was so elated he couldn't eat any longer. David finished his lunch quickly and the boys went outside on the porch.
"Your grandparents are so cool, David. Mine just sit around and act old. And to think next year we can spend more time together here on the farm!" gushed Tristan with obvious excitement.
"Yeah, do you think you could spend the whole summer here?"
"I'm going to tell my dad that its my price for moving to Texas with him."
"And he'll do it just like that?"
"He'd better or he'll have a big fight on his hands."
"Just so you get to come. What should we do this afternoon?"
"Swim, of course. I'm still hot and dirty from working in the garden. 'Sides, I'm still working on my tan, you know."
The boys changed clothes and gathered their usual supplies for an afternoon at the river. In minutes they were on their way! Tristan ducked into the barn for a moment to remove his underwear since he had enjoyed the sensation of freeballing the other day. "Hey man, you gonna do it too?", he asked David.
"Oh, why not."
Quickly they rearranged their attire and were on their way down to the river, clad only in shoes and their nylon shorts, the sun feeling warm on their bare skin. They wasted little time once they came to the river, depositing their goods (and clothes) by the boulder before splashing into the cool, refreshing water. After the morning's work in the garden, it felt good to be swimming!
"Hey fellas!" A strange voice shouted at the boys as they were swimming and diving for a distinctive red rock that the "finder" would throw out ahead before racing to retrieve it. Both boys' heads snapped around to see that their private swimming hole was invaded by two guys roughly the same age as themselves. Instinctively the boys quickly made sure their private parts were covered by water.
Tristan realized in a second that these boys must be identical twins--everything about them was the same...they were both 5'11", about 150 pounds, with brown hair that was parted front to back along the top of their heads. They were wearing matching Dockers shorts and shirts of the same style, but of different colors. Their handsome faces were framed with stylish sunglasses that reflected the sun and had they stood by the riverbank to talk to David and Tristan with broad smiles on their faces.
"Do you know these guys?" Tristan asked with some concern in his voice.
"Yeah, they're the Reiser twins," was the quick reply. He called back to the twins, "Hi Jake! Hi Josh! Long time no see. I guess you're back for your Grandpa's funeral. Grandma said you might be stopping."
"Yup. Glad that's over. Your grandma told us you were down here," Jake responded.
"We were tired of standing around and listening to the old people yakking and talking about the olden days," Josh added.
"Why aren't you guys standing up? You guys skinny-dipping?" asked Jake, laughing as he spoke.
Glancing at each other, David stood up first, then Tristan did also, the boys revealing themselves as the water ran off their hanging privates.
"What's it look like to you?" David fired back.
"Oh ho! You guys are skinny-dipping! We thought we saw some bare ass as we were coming down here."
"Well, you gonna stand there and make smart ass remarks or are you gonna get bare-assed yourselves and swim with us?"
The twins stood there a moment, then looked at each other before pulling off their clothes. Tristan was entranced by the sight developing in front of his eyes. He had never seen identical twins before and here these two were getting naked in front of him. They truly were identical, right down to the last detail. First he saw their bare torsos as they pulled their shirts off--they had large, dark nipples and a dark-haired nature trail leading down into their Dockers. Then he saw their legs as the Dockers came off. The twin's legs were covered up to mid-thigh with long dark hair. Finally, the moment of truth arrived as the twins pulled off their boxers. Two identical 4-inch soft and dark-skinned, cut cocks dangled from a thick nest of pubic hair to match the large, dark nipples on their chests.
Tristan could feel his cock start to swell at the fascinating view so he turned and dove into the water. As he came back up to the surface he was the subject of a remark directed his way by one of the twins.
"Nice tan on the ass, guy. Wear clothes much?"
Shaking the water out of his hair first, Tristan then shouted back, "Only when I have to! If you've got it, flaunt it!"
David looked at him with a fleeting expression of shock before introducing him to the twins as the twins joined them in the water. Tristan tried not to stare, but still caught an eyeful of the two hunks. With that, the boys began to swim and dive in a continuation of the game David and Tristan were playing earlier. It took some time before everyone grew completely comfortable with each other to permit body contact, but the game grew more competitive, especially when Tristan and David were obviously not letting any fears of body contact stop them from retrieving the prized red rock.
After half an hour of intense physical activity chasing that red rock, the boys called a time out for a rest. They sat together on a fallen tree trunk near the water. As might be expected, the boys paired off, the twins sitting together and David and Tristan sitting near one another. They talked as boys will--about professional sports, bragging about their high school athletics, and learning more each other from a physical activity frame of reference.
As they talked, it was almost funny to watch the twins try to act cool while sitting around naked yet attempting to be somewhat modest. David and Tristan had no such qualms. They sat in whichever position was comfortable, their sexual equipment in plain view most of the time.
Josh and Jake couldn't resist looking at what was being displayed in plain sight--David's uncut cock laying over his balls with dark blond pubic hair and Tristan's meaty cock hanging past his ballsack with a dark and curly bush of hair surrounding his package. The twins stole glances and mentally compared what they were seeing with their own equipment. They had nothing to be ashamed of, and were well aware what they looked like since they were mirror images of one another. After seeing how comfortable Tristan and David were with their nudity Jake and Josh began to enjoy being nude outdoors.
Josh couldn't resist commenting, "You guys are so cool about being in the buff. By the looks of your tan you must do this a lot."
"Yeah, its private down here and Tristan has this thing about an all-over tan," teased David while he smiled at Tristan.
"Doesn't it feel great? The breeze blows on your whole body--no clothes sticking to you and no itchy, sweaty balls," Tristan added.
"I don't know," replied Jake. "I kinda think this is something that queers would do."
"What the hell do you know, Jake?" Tristan shot back. "I'm not ashamed of my body and I sure don't have the hang-ups you seem to be packing."
"Whatever, you don't need to be so touchy."
David gave Tristan a little frown. "Hey Tristan, just be cool, OK?"
"Yeah, OK, sorry." Tristan looked around and saw the tension he had created. Suddenly uncomfortable, he wanted to divert everyone's attention. " Let's swim some more."
That ended the conversation for the rest of the afternoon since the boys swam and goofed around in the water. The sun was half ways down towards the horizon as they finally decided they needed to head back. As they dressed, Jake noticed something was missing. "No underwear either? You guys really get into this 'au natural' stuff, don't you?"
David sheepishly nodded. Tristan was more direct. "Yeah. Like I told you, we aren't ashamed of what we got. Are you?"
"Hell no!"
Meanwhile Josh was looking around and changed the subject, "This would be a great spot to camp out. It reminds of a spot where we camped when we were in Scouts." The other three boys quickly agreed and they resolved that they would try to camp out that night. All the way back to the farmyard they planned what they would do and need to spend a night outdoors.
Tristan and David slipped into the barn where they retrieved and donned their underwear before going to find Grandpa. They found him outside his shop working on a cultivator, replacing some worn shovels. "Hi Grandpa," David was naturally the spokesman for the group. "We were wondering if we could have a camp out down by the river tonight."
"A camp out, huh? S'pose you want to be down there all night?"
"Yeah. And, do you think we could have a campfire?"
"Well, I s'pose you could but we would need to take a few precautions first. Have you asked Grandma if she has anything for you to sleep with?"
"No."
"You'd better talk to her then. If she thinks its OK and has something for you to sleep in you can camp out."
"All right! Thanks Grandpa!" "Yeah, Thanks!" "Thanks a lot!"
The boys tore off at a run for the house so they could ask Grandma. They found her in the kitchen preparing supper. She could hardly say no to the excited boys. Soon she had them fixed up with some old blankets and pillows. In the meantime Jake and Josh were telephoning their parents for permission to camp out too. The answer was yes after Grandma was called to the phone and reassured the twin's parents that there would be some adult supervision of this event. The twins then left to go get ready for the campout.
After the supper meal was duly prayed over, eaten, and the dishes were cleared off, Grandpa and the boys started their preparations. They went out to the shop where Grandpa filled the chain saw with gas and started the loader tractor. After stowing the chain saw on the tractor, he drove the tractor down the lane to the river while the boys rode in the bucket, jumping off repeatedly to collect large stones for their fireplace.
Once they arrived at the river, Grandpa drove the tractor across the shallow river crossing and dumped the rocks off to one side of the place where the boys wanted to camp. Then Grandpa scraped the grass away from a small area with the tractor bucket. Then he and the boys built a circular stone firepit with the rocks they had collected on the way down.
With that task accomplished, Grandpa and the boys used the chain saw to cut up some of the dead wood lying on ground in the area. Before long they had quite a pile of firewood cut and gathered for the boys to use. "Don't think you need to burn every stick of this tonight," Grandpa cautioned. "It's OK for you to have a campfire but a bonfire is more likely to get away from you and start a uncontrolled fire. Just use your heads and don't let the campfire get too big."
"OK". "We'll be careful, Grandpa."
"OK then, let's take the tractor back and get everything you'll need gathered while you wait for your friends. We'll get a couple of tarps and a rope to use for building a windbreak shelter and also a couple of buckets to use hauling water in case you need them."
There was no need to wait for the twins, they were pulling into the farmyard the same time Grandpa drove in with the tractor. The twins jumped out of their parent's van with sleeping bags and duffle bags.
Grandpa's pickup was loaded in a matter of minutes with their supplies by enthusiastic hands--the tarps, sleeping bags, blankets, and a cooler full of snacks and pop packed by Grandma. They drove it down to the river and began building their shelter with some guidance from Grandpa. First they tied one end of the ropes to two trees so they were parallel to each other about 8 feet apart and 6 feet off the ground. Then they strung the ropes through the eyelets of the biggest tarp to form a shelter consisting of a rear wall with an overhanging roof, leaving the sides and front open to the firepit. Once it was finished, the boys laid out their sleeping bags and blankets on another tarp that was put on the ground for a groundcover.
Finally, Grandpa helped the boys get their campfire started. Soon a bright campfire was blazing, sending a plume of smoke up into the still air. Two plastic pails were filled with water from the river and kept handy in case they were needed.
"Now you boys remember what I said--don't let that campfire get too big. Have fun, but be careful so no one gets hurt." With those last words of caution, Grandpa drove back across the river with his 4x4 pickup and headed back to the farmyard.
"What should we do?" asked Jake?
"We brought along a Frisbee and some cards," offered Josh.
"Are we going to swim again?" asked Tristan.
"Let's play Frisbee first," David suggested.
They had a great time for over an hour, throwing, chasing, and catching that fluorescent plastic saucer with their customary youthful exuberance. The boys ran and jumped with the graceful athletic ability that young men possess, displaying their male prowess. When they quit, they were hot and sweaty as the evening air was still and somewhat humid.
"Now is a good time for a swim, don't you think?" suggested Tristan.
"Yup, lets take a quick dip and get cooled off," David agreed.
"Last one in is a pussy!" exclaimed Jake as he shucked his clothes.
As it happened, Tristan was the last one in, his attention to undressing being distracted by the sight of the other three boys disrobing.
"Tristan's a pussy. Here pussy, pussy, pussy!" taunted Jake.
That started a big water fight as Tristan defended his honor. Naturally, it was the twins against Tristan and David. As water fights go, it was a draw since the boys cooled down quickly once in the water and to feel a bit chilly. Goose bumps had formed on all of them, and their scrotums pulled their balls tightly up to their bodies, their peckers shrunk as well by the cool water. They climbed out of the water and striped the excess water of their bodies with their hands while standing in the sun.
They went to get dressed in warm clothes, pulling T-shirts and jeans out of their duffle bags to replace the shorts and muscle shirts they had worn earlier. Tristan caught got a good view of Jake's ass as he bent over his duffle bag. He marveled inwardly at how sexy the male body was, no matter what angle of view. Tristan's cock started twitching and he dressed hurriedly to hide its swelling. Not quickly enough, though. David was watching Tristan out of the corner of his eye and noticed Tristan's interest.
Unexpectedly, and not realizing its significance, David felt a stab of jealousy in his gut. Here was Tristan, taking a long look at Jake and getting turned on by it! Tristan was supposed to his best buddy and was always saying he loved him! So what was he doing looking at Jake--was Tristan lying to him all this time? His stomach knotted inside but trying not to show his emotions openly, David finished dressing by pulling on his socks and shoes.
Still somewhat chilled, the boys decided to get their campfire blazing again and soon coaxed a blaze from the hot coals by adding more wood. They warmed themselves for a time by the fire, not talking much beyond comments about the fire which was occasionally snapping and throwing a few sparks.
Once they had warmed they moved back to their shelter and checked out the snacks Grandma had packed for them. She knew what appetites growing guys can have and the big cooler contained plenty of sodas, cookies, and chips. The sodas and chips came out first and the boys started munching away.
"You guys ever drink anything stronger than soda?" Jake asked while they were eating.
"I've had some beer with my dad," David replied.
"Same here," said Tristan.
"Ever get drunk?"
"Nah." "No."
"We brought a bottle of vodka we snatched from the old folks. I'm going to put some zing in my soda--are you guys game or are you gonna wimp out on me? Josh, get the bottle out of our bag." Josh turned and started rummaging in their duffle bag.
David, still upset with Tristan, declared without hesitation, "I could use some, get it out and let's have some."
Tristan's head snapped around to look at David--usually David was not this brash! Then he decided if David was going to have some he might as well also. "Yeah, I'll have a little with mine."
By this time Josh had the bottle out and was opening it. He poured a generous splash of vodka in each boy's soda can. "There you are boys, this'll make a man out of you!" And the party was on! The boys downed those sodas pretty quickly and began feeling the effects of the alcohol. Their bodies relaxed, their voices grew louder, and their inhibitions began to drop as they prepared another round of drinks with generous amounts of vodka.
As their conversation continued the talk shifted to another subject that boys will talk about, and that was girls. As they warmed to the subject, it got down to the level of specific girls and the experiences they had with each one, each boy not to be outdone nor wishing to seen as inexperienced.
After taking a big gulp of his drink, Jake led the round of bragging that ensued. "Oh yeah, I lost my virginity last summer with Susie Johnson. We were making out in the car. We were kissing and I was feeling her up. Pretty soon her hand was down my pants and I just about shot my wad right then."
Josh interrupted him, slightly slurring his words, "No shit? You never told me this!"
"Would I lie to you?"
"No, but I guess you don't tell me everything."
"Just this once, bro."
David wanted to know more. Leaning forward and then catching himself, he spoke up, "Finish your story, Jake. What happened then?"
"Well, I got her T-shirt pushed up and her bra unsnapped so her tits were sticking out and she got my pants open and my cock out. Pretty soon we were both so horny we had to do it. She slid her pants down and I was on her and going at it. Her pussy was so damn tight I could hardly get my cock in. It was so great." By now Jake was squirming a little as he sat. David and Tristan could see that he was trying to hide his erection bulging through his jeans.
David looked at him and said with a smirk, "Better than jerking off?"
"Definitely, wouldn't you know?"
"Know what?" David sipped his drink.
"What its like to fuck someone."
"Oh yeah, I know. What about you, Josh?"
Josh smiled with a drunken grin. "Well, I can't brag about fucking a girl, but I did get Karla Jacobs to suck me off."
"What's this shit?" interjected Jake. "You never told me that!"
"Yeah, now we're even. Remember that party at Ryan's house when his folks were gone? That's when we did it. We were going at it in his sister's room and I asked her if we could fuck but she said she would suck me instead."
"So how was it?"
"Sweet."
"So, did she swallow?" asked Jake.
"Every last drop and then some," laughed Josh. By this time Josh was sporting an identical boner to Jake's. "Damn you guys! This talk about sex is making me horny. And no women here to take care of our horniness! Hey David, what about you? Got anything to brag about?"
"You guys are just beginners compared with the great sex I've had," David boasted, his normal modesty relaxed by the influence of the vodka.
"Oh really?" deprecated Jake. "So what was her name and what did you do?"
David glanced over at Tristan before continuing. "Her name is...ahh...Tricia and she is one hot piece. S(he's) sucked me off a lot and I've fucked her(him) a couple of times. My balls blow humongous loads every time we do it, s(he's) so hot."
"Come on, I don't believe you," Josh scorned, taking another swallow of his drink.
"Hey, its true! The sex we've had is unbelievable."
"So are you and this chick serious then?" asked Jake.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I don't think we'll be getting married though."
"Not until you get her pregnant."
"Hey, I'm not worried about that. Got it covered."
Jake turned to Tristan. "We haven't heard anything from you. Sounds like you're the only one that hasn't gotten any."
"Talk is cheap," retorted Tristan. "You guys sound like you've had sex. I've made love. There's a difference."
"Oh ho! Listen to this guy!" scoffed Jake. "Made love! To whom Romeo, Juliette?" Josh chimed in.
"Yeah, Juliette. And I'll be leaving her(him) in just a few days when I move to Texas", Tristan said with a catch in his voice. "I wish I could run away with her(him) just like the story because I really do love her(him)."
"Come on, what's her name?" Josh prodded. "We told you about ours."
Staring down into his drink Tristan answered softly, "It doesn't matter what her(his) name is. We've done everything together and I'd spend the rest of my life with her(him) and marry her(him) in a heartbeat if I could. David knows who s(he) is but I'm not going to say a name." Tristan glanced over at David as he finished and saw that David was not looking his way.
"Listen to this stud," scoffed Jake. "He says he's made love but can't even tell us her name. I can believe David when he can at least tell us her name."
"Hey, fuck you Jake! Whether I tell you a name doesn't make it any more or less true," Tristan shot back with heated intensity.
"You wish!"
"Wish what?"
"That you could fuck me."
"Shit, you would beg me never to stop if I fucked you."
"Whatever, Tristan. I gotta take a monster piss." Jake stood up drunkenly, his pants still bulged out considerably in front.
"Me too", echoed Josh as he stood up, displaying an identical bulge, and followed Jake over to a nearby tree where they fumbled around pulling their hardons out.
Tristan was well aware of the twin's erections and it made his cock began to swell again. He wanted to get a look at their meat so he stood up and looked over to David. "Gotta piss too. David, are you going to take a piss break?"
Tristan moved over to the same general area to take his piss, watching the twins out of the corner of his eye. As he tugged his heavy cock out of his pants, he could see the twin's streams of piss appearing out of the shadows cast by their bodies. Disappointed that he couldn't see much, David turned his concentration to his own healthy piss, letting it rush out of his cock. David moved unsteadily near Tristan in the meantime to let the piss gush from his uncut cock.
As he was finishing, Tristan could see in his peripheral vision that the twins were finished and shaking the last drops of piss. It seemed to Tristan that their shaking was a little excessive, could it be?
"What's taking you guys so long over there," he taunted. "I've been told that after three shakes you're playing with it. Not that you guys have that much to play with."
"Like you have something so great," Jake was quick to retort as he started stuffing himself back in his pants. Josh was hastily echoing Jake's motions.
"Damn straight, better than most!"
"If you're so proud of it, then let's see it!" Jake thought he could score on Tristan with his bluff, thinking Tristan wouldn't have the guts to display his meat to other guys.
"Hell no. I don't display my goods solo. You want to see mine, you gotta show yours." Tristan thought to himself, 'That will show that smart son-of-a-bitch. Either he shuts up or I get a peek at his too.'
Jake tried a different approach. "Hey David, your friend here wants to see some cock and he thinks he's got something better than the rest of us."
Up to this point David had been quietly listening to the verbal jousting between the others. David's mind was spinning like a roulette wheel from the effects of the alcohol and the choice that was confronting him--where was his allegiance? Was he going to stick up for his gay buddy and risk his own reputation or should he play it safe? Then David thought about how Tristan loved him. And how about the way Tristan indicated the depth of his commitment--even going so far to say he would marry David if he could? His thinking crystalized and the roulette wheel in his mind came to a stop. His mouth opened and the words came tumbling out, "Tristan does have something better than the rest of us. He has an awesome cock, but his heart is even bigger than his dick."
"What's this shit?" Jake asked. "You sound like a faggot, David."
David defended himself. "Oh, so you're an expert on faggots, Jake? Just because a guy admits to an emotion, that makes him fuckin' gay?"
"No regular guy I know would say something like that, right Josh?"
Josh was quick to support his twin. "Yeah, only a faggot would say shit like that."
Tristan joined the fray. "You guys don't know what you are talking about. You wouldn't know someone who was gay if you saw one."
Jake turned to Tristan in disgust. "Oh right! Gay guys are always the lisping, limp-wristed fairies you see hanging around."
"You bet, Jake. I know someone who is gay and you would never know it just to look at him."
"Oh, you KNOW him? Just how well do you know him?" was Josh's sarcastic reply?
"Well enough, Josh, to know he's gay but its not like he wears a sign or is obvious about it."
"Whatever!"
With that, the boys ended their contest of words. They realized they had created some friction that none of them quite knew how to resolve in their drunken state. The effects of the alcohol had made them tired so they prepared themselves for sleep. The talk that happened came only in short sentences about being tired and wanting to sleep and how drunk they had gotten.
David and Tristan only had the blankets Grandma gave them to use which they shared. Tristan longed to snuggle up to David but had to content himself with holding David's hand out of sight. He whispered to David, "Thanks for the help back there. You are a stud, you know that? It was really nice what you said about me. Its no wonder that I love you."
There was a short pause. David swallowed and whispered back, "Were you talking about me when you said you wished you could marry?" David waited for what seemed an eternity for Tristan to answer.
"Yeah, I was talking about you. Look David, don't let it bother you. If wishes were money I would be rich."
"Don't worry Tristan, it doesn't bother me. I'm flattered that you would feel that way about me. You're pretty special too." David squeezed Tristan's hand. "Goodnight."
Sighing contently, Tristan whispered, "Goodnight, stud."
"Good night." With those words David prepared himself to sleep, but his brain replayed Tristan's words over and over. Tristan really loved him! REALLY LOVED HIM! And wanted to go so far as to marry him even. What should he do and say now? Sure, he felt close to Tristan but was he ready to cross the line like Tristan has and openly embrace a gay lifestyle? His thoughts whirled around and around as he finally fell into a drunken slumber with the other three guys already deeply asleep near him. _