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 Twelve--Part I.
It was the crack of dawn and the sun was still below the horizon. Tristan woke to the noise of some bird making horrendous squawks and every squawk reverberated through his aching head. Groggily he thought, 'Oh shit, I wish I could shoot that bird! Man, my head hurts. Is this the result of last night's drinking around the campfire with the Reiser twins? Damn.' He snuggled closer to David's warm, sleeping body, pressing his naked skin against David's. The outside air was chilly and damp, soaking into their blankets as they lay outside in the makeshift shelter they had made with Grandpa's help yesterday. 'God, I have to take a piss but its too damn cold out there.' Wrapping his arm around David's torso, he pulled them tightly together, absorbing the warmth emanating from David and went back to sleep.
The sun was fully above the horizon when David began to wake. Slowly he became aware of Tristan's arm holding him tightly and the rhythmic pressure from Tristan's chest as he slept behind him. David shifted slightly, needing to move as he stretched slightly. He also became aware of his too-full bladder and the straining hardon he was feeling. The air outside the blankets was still quite cool and David was reluctant to disturb their warm contact, yet he had to piss bad! The dual urges had him squirming, his butt rubbing against Tristan's crotch while the fabric of his jockeys caressed his turgid sex.
David's movements sparked automatic responses from Tristan. Tristan's arm tightened its hold around David and Tristan snuggled tighter against his blonde-haired buddy. Now David felt Tristan's stiff poker pushing against his ass, inflaming his carnal desires. Damn, he was horny but those Reiser twins were sleeping nearby and he didn't dare do anything beyond squirm against Tristan and discreetly rub his aching cock through his jockeys.
Suddenly the quiet of the camp was shattered. "Hey Josh, take a look at this! David and Tristan look sooo cuuute sleeping together." Jake was awake and didn't lose a second in announcing the sight before his eyes. He pounced on the other boys before they had a chance to do more than open their eyes and ripped their blankets off. "Rise and shine you pussies!"
"JAKE, you son of a BITCH!" screamed David leaping up and sticking his face into Jakes'. "I'll kick your ass if you don't knock off this obnoxious shit."
Confronted by an enraged David, Jake quickly backed down. "Just having a little fun, where's your sense of humor?" was his professed excuse.
Tristan was up and talking to himself. "Jesus, its still cold out here! Where's my damn shirt! Oh man, I gotta piss so bad!" Tristan had a piss hardon that wouldn't go away and he couldn't wait. Ignoring the rules of modesty in his need he took a few steps away from their tent and pulled his thick erection out of his shorts and tried to piss. As the case will be when the need to piss has been delayed, his stream was slow to begin. He stood there with his solid 7 inches of glory in plain sight, waiting to begin. David was right beside him, his morning hardon also on display along with a few tufts of blond hair escaping through the fly of his boxers. Tristan was struck anew at how all that loose foreskin would disappear on David's cock when it stood at attention.
Both of the twins got a good look at Tristan's fat cock displayed in plain sight. They had seen each other's hardon countless times but never had seen another guy's. Tristan's jutting cock looked HUGE! Tearing their eyes away, they needed to piss just as bad and flashed identical hardons as they began taking a healthy piss. It was like watching mirror images as the identical twins took their piss and shook their rigid cocks almost in perfect unison.
'Did they handle their cocks a little more than was necessary?' Tristan thought so as he watched them out of the corner of his eye. Tristan was finally finishing his piss when Jake opens his mouth again. "Josh, would you look at Tristan. His mother must have been fucked by a donkey, look at the cock that fucker has."
Josh jumped on the opportunity. "Yeah, and he isn't bashful about flaunting it either! Must be proud of it."
"Damn straight!" Tristan flung back. "Too bad you're so jealous. You call those things of yours a man's cock? Shit, your hardons aren't as big as mine when its soft!" Tristan knew that wasn't true but he figured it was time for some paybacks for these bullshit twins.
"Oh, you been checking, faggot?" was Jake's instant reply.
"Who are you calling a faggot? I saw you looking at mine," sneered Tristan.
David interjected angrily, "Just knock it off you guys. Its all bullshit! Let's get the fire going again and make some breakfast, I'm hungry." Sex and food rule the life of a teenager and the boy's attention turned to the second imperative of their young lives.
The twins got the fire going while David and Tristan hauled out the grub that Grandma packed for them in the cooler. Preparing and eating their breakfast diverted their attention away from their sexual equipment and they were getting along once again. The Reiser twins were experts at cooking over a campfire since they had been doing it for years as Boy Scouts. They hungrily attacked the pancakes, link sausages and orange juice that Grandma had provisioned them. They talked and laughed about their drinking the night before as they ate.
As they talked and laughed, David and Tristan began to forget themselves and soon were maintaining some sort of physical contact, whether it was leaning against each other or a slight touching of the knees. Tristan felt so good sitting there with David. His headache had disappeared and he was full! He felt good as he stood up and stretched mightily, throwing his arms out and back as he twisted both ways. Tristan hadn't thought about the effect it would have on the others when his dangling, heavy cock visibly flopped from side to side in his jockey shorts as his hips jutted forward and twisted with his torso.
Jake couldn't resist. "Look at him now--flaunting that donkey dickmeat of his again--this time right in our faces!
Josh took his cue and added immediately, "You guys gay or something? For the last 15 minutes you've been touching each other. I'd never thought you would be a faggot, David."
David jerked away from Tristan and exclaimed as his face heated, "I'm not a faggot, and neither is Tristan. He's moving to Texas in another day and he doesn't want to go."
Jake jumped into the picture to support his twin. "I suppose not, especially if his boyfriend isn't going along. Josh, we're sitting here with a couple of pussies. Let's get dressed and leave these pussies."
Tristan came off the ground at a run heading straight for Jake. He had seen the look of chagrin and shame on David's face and was furious at the twins for jeopardizing his relationship with David. He plowed into Jake sending him sprawling before they were fighting on the ground, Tristan trying to throw punches while Jake was trying to get up and defend himself.
Josh moved in to help Jake before David stopped him. "You started this, and I'm going to show you who the pussy is now," growled David as he threw a right-handed punch right into Josh's gut. It was a solid punch and knocked the wind completely out of Josh, effectively putting him out of the fight.
David looked over at the other two boys. Tristan was sitting over Jake's hips, pinning him on the ground while holding Jake's wrists down. "Got any more to say, smart ass? I'll knock your teeth down your throat if you do."
"Get off me, faggot!" Jake screamed.
"Who's a faggot, Jake? It seems to me that there is something hard poking me in the ass--what is that, Jake? Are you trying to fuck my ass or what?"
Jake suddenly quit moving but made no reply. He just stared up at Tristan.
"Nothing to say, huh Jake? I'm sure I feel something." Tristan shifted his weight around. "Yep, I definitely feel your boner poking my ass. Who's the faggot now, Jake?"
Jake sucked in a ragged breath before replying, "I'm not a faggot! I just haven't gotten my rocks off for a while and I'm horny, that's all, I swear it! Isn't that right, Josh?"
Josh looked over at Jake briefly before confirming Jake's assertion. "Yeah, what's it been Jake, nearly two weeks since we jacked off before leaving on vacation?"
Tristan's eyebrows rose at this news. "You mean you guys jack off together?"
"Of course. We're twins. We do everything together."
"Does that mean you do each other too?" Tristan asked as he looked over at Josh.
Josh looked back as a blush spread over his face before dropping his eyes. "Sometimes."
"So what if we do?" snarled Jake.
Josh defended himself and his twin. "Yeah, why should we have secrets--we're identical twins and don't have to hide our bodies from each other. Besides, it feels better if someone else does it for you."
David commented at this point, " Two weeks! My God, your 'nads must be close to busting if you've been saving it for that long!"
"Yeah, they are."
Tristan wiggled a little more over Jake's stiff rod and said with a teasing voice, "I sure can tell one of you needs some relief really bad. Jake's cock is begging for some attention, let me tell ya!"
Jake's gonads were so pumped up and ready for action he couldn't ignore their demands for satisfaction. Strongly suspecting Tristan was gay, he decided to test Tristan. "So what are you going to do about it, Tristan? The way you're sitting on me you must want it up the ass, or are you going to suck me off maybe?"
"No way, Jake. Then you'll call me faggot and put me down forever. Uh-uh. I don't need your shit." Tristan wasn't about to give in so easily, even though the idea of giving Jake a blow job was very, very tempting. What about David and Josh? Just to keep things interesting, he gave Jake's boner another wiggle with his ass and was sure he could feel it pulsing against his ass crack. In seconds Tristan's cock had swelled to full hardness, falling out of the right leg of his jockeys.
Jake moderated his previously hostile tone to say, "Hey, I'm sorry about giving you so much shit. My 'nads need some relief really bad. I can tell you want to--your stiffy is staring me in the face."
Tristan looked over at David and raised his eyebrows in a silent question. David's crotch looked like he had some pudge there, so maybe there was a chance here. "I don't know about this...David, what do you think?"
David was feeling horny as he and Tristan had gotten accustomed to sex everyday and he was more than ready for some action again. Since the twins admitted to wacking each other off, maybe he didn't have to feel guilty about messing around. "I guess we could these help guys out, if they swear to knock off their bullshit and not ever to tell anyone we did this."
Tristan looked back to Jake, laying on the ground beneath him, "What do you say, Jake?"
"Hey, I said I was sorry already."
"No more of this faggot shit from you guys?"
"Yeah."
"You too, Josh?"
"Yeah, ok."
"Well boys, we got ourselves a deal then. Jake-boy, here, needs it really bad." Tristan slid up and back a couple of times over Jake's crotch to tease his cock a little more. Then he moved off of Jake and helped Jake get up off the ground. Once Jake was standing the hardon he was packing was obvious by the way his shorts were tented out. Jake's back and butt were littered with dirt and twigs from laying on the ground so Tristan started brushing him off saying, "Here, let me brush you off before we get your sleeping bags dirty."
"Sleeping bags?"
"Yeah, or would you rather lay on sticks and stones while we do this?"
"Oh, I didn't think about that."
By this time Tristan had finished brushing Jake's backside off and ran his hands over the bulge in his front saying, "Its time to let this bad boy have some action. Take your shorts off and lay down on your sleeping bag."
In the meantime David and Josh had watched all of this quietly until David spoke up, "Well, Josh are you up for this? "
"IT'S not up yet, but IT sure will be once we get started!" Josh laughed a little nervously. "I hope you can do blow jobs as good as Karla Jacobs did."
"You'll find out when you over to your sleeping bag and get your cock out of these shorts you're wearing."
The four boys moved en masse to the sleeping bags which were still spread on the ground. Tristan and David gently pushed the twins to lay down. Within moments the twins were laying on their backs and their knees up, anticipating what was about to happen with a unique mixture of excitement, lust, and apprehension.
Tristan took the lead. Kneeling next to Jake, Tristan began to lightly rub Jake's thighs, moving towards his crotch with each stroke. Jake responded by relaxing somewhat, looking Tristan in the eye and saying, "You promise not to tell anyone we did this, right?"
"I promise. Don't worry." Tristan replied and then proceeded to caress Jake's bulge in his shorts.
"God, that feels good," Jake sighed as he relaxed completely and began to get caught up in the erotic phenomenon coming from his groin. With that encouragement Tristan slipped his hand under Jake's shorts and found a handful of hot, pulsing boycock. Tristan alternated between stroking it slightly and exploring its contours with his fingers, feeling the veins of the shaft and the ridge of Jake's cockhead. Jake's eyes were closed and he was rocking his hips, trying to complete the immensely pleasurable feelings that were being caused by Tristan's gentle caresses. Jake couldn't help it, he moaned a "Mmmmnnn," deep in his throat.
"Feels good, doesn't it Jake?" Tristan said with a smile. What a change this was, to have his hand in the pants of the guy who was calling him names only a few minutes before! "If you're ready for more, how about slipping these shorts off?" Tristan continued.
Jake immediately lifted his ass off the ground and peeled his shorts down without opening his eyes. Tristan helped him peel his shorts off completely before returning his attention back to Jake's proud erection that was waving in the breeze. It was one of those erections that proudly stood straight up, nearly reaching Jake's navel.
Tristan had been waiting to get a good look at what the twin's hardons looked like and now he could. His fingertips followed the trail of dark hair extending from Jake's navel and down his obvious (and very rigid) masculinity . As he looked he brushed his fingertips over each feature of Jake's crotch as he studied it--the 6-inch length of his circumcised erection, the way the skin was darker over his genitals, and curiously how three veins ran down a shaft that increased its thickness as it progressed towards a fat glans that sported a glistening drop of precum beaded in its slitted opening. Completing the picture before his eyes were two nice-sized family jewels hanging in their hairless ballsack. Finally, he sampled the texture of the dark nest of pubic hair that framed Jake's maleness.
Glancing over at David, Tristan could see that David had Josh's identical looking cock in hand and was tentatively stroking it. David had his ass sticking up in the air as he bent over Josh's prone body and the thought flashed through Tristan's head, 'What a great ass he has--before I go to Texas I really want to fuck his beautiful butt.' Tristan turned his attention back to Jake.
Huge drops of glistening precum were rolling out of Jake's cockhead as Tristan slowly pumped away on Jake's shaft. Jake's head was thrown back as he abandoned himself to the erogenous pleasure Tristan was giving him. Drawn to the trail of precum that was dripping out, Tristan was curious how it would taste. He knew how David's tasted and thought, 'Would this be the same?' He licked at the precum trail on Jake's cock eliciting a shudder and another moan from Jake. Tristan could see a rivulet of precum flow out in a spontaneous response to the stimulation. As he moved to wipe up the additional offering with his tongue the thought flashed through his mind, 'Not much taste to it, just like David's precum.'
"Oh yessssss," Jake moaned, "I never imagined a blow job could be so good. Do it more...I need more."
With that encouragement Tristan was ready to bring Jake to another level of sensualistic desire. Tristan replaced the strokes of his fingers with long wet strokes with his tongue along the entire underside of Jake's throbbing cock from root to tip. Each time he did it Jake would inhale and tense his muscles, seeking to prevent the rush of sensations from overwhelming him and ending the magnificently erotic sensations coursing through him.
Jake was lost to lust by now. He was only dimly aware that his hands were holding Tristan's head, his fingers buried in Tristan's hair. His hips were obeying the instinctual imperative to twist and thrust, thereby bringing his procreative urge to its natural, inseminating conclusion. And who was it making all the noise, talking and moaning continuously? Surely it couldn't be him saying, "Oh yeah, ohhhhh, this is so great, ohhhhhh, keep going. Ohhhhh, my balls are so full......ohhh, suck it, suck it."
Tristan was delighting in Jake's total capitulation to the demands of his sexual needs. Tristan's free hand moved to cup and finger Jake's balls, rolling them around in their fleshy pouch while he began to trace the sensitive ridge and underside of Jake's cockhead with his tongue. Then came the main event. Tristan went down on Jake's cock and began sucking him off.
Losing all restraint, Jake began fucking Tristan's mouth faster and faster. Soon he was banging forcefully against the back of Tristan's mouth in his urgent drive to orgasm. Tristan pulled off and away from Jake's cock, provoking an anguished protest from a panting Jake, "Don't stop now, God I'm so close. You gotta finish it, Tristan."
"Don't worry man, I will. I'm just moving here so you don't bruise the tonsils," Tristan replied as shucked off his shorts before he pivoted into a 69 position over Jake. "This angle will work better and then maybe you could do me some too." Tristan's knees went alongside Jake's head and he bent over to slurp up Jake's pulsing cock once again.
Jake looked up to see Tristan's fat, dark cock and balls hanging just above his face. Precum was oozing out of his cock and hung in a clear strand that swung and danced. Jake reached up with his right hand and began to work Tristan's male parts, bringing a moan of appreciation from Tristan. His unsatisfied lust took control once more and Jake resumed his fucking motions, burying his cock completely in Tristan's mouth and throat with each thrust of his hips.
Tristan was in paradise. Male to male sex was what he had craved and this was the second cock he had tasted. The scent of another guy's sweat and ass was intoxicatingly erotic to him. Not to forget the fact that Jake was stroking his engorged cock in time to Jake's fucking rhythm.
With a loud gasp Jake reached his point of no return. He sunk his straining cock to the max into Tristan's face as it began to pulse with powerful bursts of boy cream. Jake shuddered and gasped as he poured his entire being into an incredible orgasm, one the likes of which he had never before experienced.
As Jake's balls shot their accumulated load, Tristan could feel the spurts of cum flooding his mouth. He swallowed what he could, the rest coating Jake's cock and running down into Jake's pubes. When Jake's volley of cum ended Tristan lifted up and looked over to see how David and Josh were faring. David was masturbating Josh's slick willy with vigor and as he watched white ropes of cum starting shooting into the air, landing in fat splotches over David and Josh.
Jake was still holding Tristan's hot and swollen sex in his hand, although he had forgotten to stroke it in the overwhelming throes of his orgasm. It felt so hard but at the same time the texture of the skin was soft and pliable. He watched the skin move and stretch as he began to play with it, noting how Tristan's balls danced in their wrinkled case in step with his strokes. Precum continued to dribble out of Tristan's piss slit, dripping down onto Jake.
All of a sudden a foreign sound inserted itself into their rural retreat. Interrupting Jake's new-found pleasure in handling another's guy's equipment was the noise of a vehicle coming down towards the river on the trail!
"Oh shit!" David cussed in a panic stricken voice. "Grandpa's coming down to get us! Quick, get some damn clothes on everyone!" There became a mad scramble for clothes and a dash behind the tent to hurriedly yank their shorts and shirts on--no time for underwear or shoes even. Tristan was able to get dressed the fastest, he didn't have wet cum on his body to contend with.
"Fuck it! I've got cum all over me!" David continued to panic. "Tristan, help me make sure its all off!" Meanwhile Jake was rubbing his cum into his pubes and balls hurriedly before pulling his shorts over his sticky crotch and Josh was wiping wads of cum from his body unto the grass.
As Grandpa crossed the river in his truck the boys, barely clothed, emerged from the back side of their shelter to wave to Grandpa as he approached. David was darting nervous glances around the camp, making sure nothing incriminating was in sight. Tristan hung behind the other boys as his cock just wouldn't subside entirely and was pushing out his nylon shorts. His balls ached for the release that they were primed to deliver and his cock flopped heavily, still dripping precum.
Pulling up to the camp, Grandpa shut off his engine and got out. "Mornin' boys--how was the camp out?"
"Good", "Fine," "Nice place to camp," "Great", were the simultaneous replies.
"Good. Grandma wants you to come in and get cleaned up so we can go to town after lunch. "S'pose we better get this taken down and put away since you boys will be going leaving tomorrow."
"Grandpa, do we have to?" David pleaded. "Can't we sleep out here tonight too?"
"I know its fun to be out here, David, but your Grandma is going to want to have you around the house tonight before you leave," Grandpa explained as he moved over to untie the rope holding the tarp up.
In a matter of minutes their campsite was nothing more than an area of flattened grass and a memory for the four boys. Grandpa had them pour several pails of water on the remains of their campfire before he was satisfied that there was not an overlooked ember to start a prairie fire. "OK boys, that's it. Jump in the truck and we'll head back to the house."
Not wanting Grandpa to catch wind of what they had been doing, the boys jumped into the back of the pickup truck, saying "We'll ride back here, OK Grandpa?"
"Ya, you boys just stay sat down so a bump doesn't throw you out."
"Sure, OK Grandpa."
The short ride back was awkward for the four boys. As badly as they wanted to talk about what they had done, they were unable to for fear of Grandpa overhearing. Mostly they sat silently, wondering what the others were thinking and feeling regarding their erogenous escapade. Then they were in the farm yard helping Grandpa put their supplies away and in minutes it was time for the Reiser twins to take their leave. Tristan and David stood next to their car as the twins were sitting in it
"Good to see you guys again," David said with a hidden wink for the twins.
"Yeah, glad you came over," Tristan added with a crooked grin.
"Yeah, it was fun," Josh remarked. "I'll be back sometime to get another one of your expert blow jobs, David."
"Oh really? Does that mean you will be coming here next summer?
"Yeah, I think so."
"Well, I'll be here as usual. "
Jake added his comments from behind the driver's wheel. "You guys are really something. Tristan, I have to know. Are you gay?"
Totally taken by surprise, Tristan's eyes widened before he slowly nodded yes before saying, "Yeah, and I'll kick your ass again if you ever give me any shit about it."
Rather sheepishly Jake replied. "Don't worry, I won't. You give some great head, and I ain't gonna forget it. Well, we better go. See ya!" With that, Jake started the car and drove off.
The boys watched the Reiser twins drive down the country road before heading for the house. David remarked as the twins disappeared from view, "I sure hope they don't say anything to anybody about us."
Tristan put his arm over David's shoulder. "They won't. Not after what happened this morning. I think they have secretly wanted to do it for a long time."
Slipping his arm over Tristan's shoulders with a slight hug David added, "You were awesome this morning, dude, when you took on Jake."
"You were too, man. I couldn't take any more of his shit, calling us faggots, and stuff."
"Yeah, now he's singing a different tune--I can hardly believe it. Well, I suppose we better go inside and get cleaned up. Gonna shower with me, dude?"
"You need to ask? My 'buddy' and I have been waiting all morning for some loving from you."
"Your buddy? Oh, you call 'it' your buddy? Here I thought I was your buddy."
Tristan gave David a punch on the arm as they entered the house, "You know its more than that, David."
Grandma met them at the door. "Good morning boys. Did you have a good camp out? Did you get some sleep?"
"Morning Grandma. It was great! We got plenty of sleep."
"Well now you need to get cleaned up. After your showers bring me all of your dirty clothes so I can wash them before you leave."
"Wish we didn't have to go," Tristan sighed.
Grandma gave Tristan a quick hug from the side. "I'm glad you want to stay here and you are welcome back anytime. But your parents are expecting you back. One of the facts of life was you grow up is that you can't always do what you want to do. Now get some clean clothes to go to town in and go take a shower, you boys smell like smoke."
BOYS ON THE FARM.
Day 12--Part II.
The boys gathered fresh clothes and hit the bathroom together as had become their practice while at the farm. In no time at all they were both naked and David was adjusting the water. The sound of running water always made Tristan need to pee and he maneuvered around David towards the toilet while holding his semi-erect dick.
David looked over at him as Tristan was moving by, catching an eyeful of Tristan's virility. He was still slightly in awe of the prodigious and manly cock Tristan was endowed with and admired Tristan's tall, dark looks. "Looks like Buddy still needs some attention."
"You know it, David. Jump in the shower and my buddy and I will be right there."
"OK". David moved under the water and stood there facing outwards with his eyes closed, the water spraying onto the top of his head, while he luxuriated under the warm water. David's hardon was sticking up at a 45 degree angle, the tip of his cockhead visible under his foreskin as David gently played with himself, stroking his cock and stretching his ballsack.
Tristan finished his piss and turned around, catching sight of David in what to Tristan was a scene that was immensely erotic. Here was David, HIS David with the beautiful and perfect body, touching himself and playing with his hardon in a mist of water. That sight brought his cock surging to full rigidity immediately. Tristan stepped into the shower and embraced David with his right arm, his left hand reaching between them to lovingly finger David's shaft and balls. "You are so beautiful, David," Tristan whispered in David's ear. "Have I ever told you that?"
"Me? No, you are the one who is beautiful. You are such a stud, Tristan." David replied as he handled Tristan's swollen meat momentarily before pulling Tristan to him with both arms, grinding their wet bellies and crotches tightly together. He felt Tristan's hands slide down his back and then caress his ass. His hard cock and balls meshing together with Tristan's sent surges of carnal desires through his body--it all felt so very good he couldn't help but moan a little as they reveled in the sensations of their contact.
"You have such a cute butt, did you know that?" Tristan asked as he massaged David's ass cheeks with his hands. "I wanted you so bad earlier this morning when we were giving the twins the blow jobs and my cock is so primed for you."
"Same here. It wasn't the same with the twins, was it?"
"No, it wasn't. It's best with you, David, because I love you and I want to share myself with you totally."
"Yeah but later, dude. We can't spend all day in the shower without Grandma wondering what we're doing in here. Hey, would you wash me like you usually do. I really like it when you do that."
"No prob, man, I love doing that." And it was 100% truth. Washing David was one of Tristan's opportunities to touch, explore, and soak up every nuance of David's beautiful body. He started at the top, shampooing and massaging David's hair and scalp while standing behind David so his swollen male member rode in David's ass cleft.
David totally surrendered himself to the exquisite sensations of being cared for and loved by Tristan. Tristan used generous amounts of soap to clean David's torso, paying plenty of attention to David's nubs and his armpits. Tristan's fingers worked magic as they cleaned him, waking every pleasure-seeking nerve ending as Tristan's strong fingers passed over his skin. As he gave his body to Tristan with total trust and abandon David felt as if Tristan was peeling away an old skin, an old David, and exposing a new facet of himself. The new David was fully awakened to his body and the incredible feelings of pleasure and love he was capable of. His cock was rock hard the whole time, standing straight up, pulsing and aching with built up need straining to be released.
Tristan's jutting cock dueled with David's when Tristan shifted his body as he performed his cleansing ministrations to David. The contact was sometimes fleeting, and at times Tristan's cock and balls drug heavily over David's, providing a teasing stimulation to their highly sensitive sex organs.
Next to be cleaned was David's rounded ass cheeks and today Tristan spent extra time to do a thorough job. In their state of sensuous abandon, Tristan had total freedom to touch and explore every part of David's body. Sensing David's unspoken permission, Tristan used several fingers to soap and tease David's tight little ass pucker. As Tristan's fingers brushed across his pucker surges of desire would course through David's body, instilling a craving that David had never before had. Spreading his legs apart David allowed Tristan more access to his nether region and spoke in a low-pitched murmur, "Dude, it is so awesome when you do that. Rub my hole some more."
"I'm glad you like that. Your ass is so perfect, just like the rest of you." As Tristan was lightly rubbing the sensitive ring he could feel it spasming as erotic waves ebbed and flowed in David. Moving tightly to David and trapping their aching cocks together, Tristan then slipped a finger into David's virgin ass, causing David to momentarily freeze before David pressed himself harder against Tristan and said in a lusty growl, "Oh God, Tristan, it feels so great, keep going."
Without delay Tristan buried his middle finger as far as it would go and started working it in and out of David's flexing hole. David's breathing became ragged and every time Tristan would brush a certain spot inside David's shut David would catch his breath before climbing to heights of pre-orgasmic pleasure and suspense he never dreamed existed. David instinctively was gyrating his hips, clenching his ass, and thrusting in the milleniums-old instinct known to all males. Suddenly, Tristan withdrew his finger, leaving an emptiness and aching need in David's midsection.
"Tristan, why did you stop? I was so close to cumming!" David protested.
Tristan drew David into his arms and said with a tone of deep regret, "Hey David, we can't finish this you know. Not now, anyway. My cock wants to explode but we better finish getting cleaned up now before I can't stop myself from having your beautiful body."
"You can have it now, I want you to."
"I want to, but David, we've been in here so long we're almost out of hot water. Can't you feel that? I want to get clean before its completely cold." Tristan's back had been against the water spray and he knew it was only a short time before the tepid water turned cold. "Quick, wash my hair while I soap myself."
David nestled his aching cock in the cleft of Tristan's ass while he scrubbed Tristan's thick, curly hair. He still ached with a deep need to release the pent up pressure contained in his male organs. Meanwhile Tristan was quickly soaping his torso and then his crotch area. After a couple of quick tugs on his swollen cock, Tristan allowed David to push his head under the water for a through rinse.
"Hurry, this water is getting cold, David!"
"Just a little more Tristan, you still have soap...right there. Got it."
Tristan shut the water off which had become very cool by now. And he was chilled as well, his passion was cooled down, his cock hanging heavily. "Man, I gotta dry off and warm up a little, I'm just about frozen!"
The boys jumped out of the shower. "Let me dry you off, Tristan," David offered, "since I didn't get to soap you down."
"Sure. But hurry a little, I'm cold."
David quickly grabbed a thick towel and dried David's back and chest, wiping off the beads of moisture that clung to Tristan's tanned skin. Then David kneeled in front of Tristan and carefully dried Tristan's cock and balls, making sure he dried the crevices before moving down Tristan's legs. Once finished, he reached up and playfully batted Tristan's chubby dick and asked, "How's my Buddy doing?"
"Your Buddy still needs something. Why don't you give him a little lip action?"
"Boys, are you about done in there? I have lunch ready," Grandma called through the door.
"COMING GRANDMA," David shouted through the door. In a lower voice he instructed, "It'll have to be later, dude. Hurry and get dressed. I have to get dry too." The boys hustled to get their clothes on, realizing now they had spent a long time taking their shower!
Tristan paused as he pulled on his pants and worried out loud, "What do we tell them if she asks us what took us so long?"
"Oh God, I don't know." David said as he started dressing. "Wait, I know. We'll just say we found some woodticks on ourselves and, and you wanted to make sure there weren't any in you hair and you made me search your whole head for ticks."
"Uggggh, you're right, I would too! It gives me the creeps just thinking about it. You mean you have these ticks here?"
"Yeah, I've gotten a few before. Usually you feel them moving and find them before they attach themselves. There, I'm dressed, we better get out of here." David scooped his dirty clothes and anxiously waited for Tristan to gather his.
Grandma and Grandpa were waiting for them at the table, ready to eat. "That was the quite the shower you boys took," Grandpa remarked. We started to think you fell asleep in there or something."
Stealing a glance at Tristan, David went into explaining their cover story while Tristan made supporting gestures and comments. Their story worked--to the boys immense relief. Grandma urged them to dish up before the food was cold. The boys dug in and satisfied one of the urges their body needed them to satisfy, but their uncompleted sexual activities had left the boys fully aware of their still horny cocks, aching to be brought to a release of the built-up urge.
After lunch was eaten and Grandma tidied up the kitchen, everyone was ready to go to town. They climbed into Grandpa's pickup, the boys sitting in the back of the extended cab truck. The seating was a little cramped back there, but they didn't mind as it gave them an excuse to be casually touching. They watched out the windows for wildlife as they traveled over the now familiar road. Grandma asked about the Reiser twins, and the boys repeated a few of the facts about them and their family that had come up in the conversation the night before. Tristan was squirming for reasons both external and internal by now. The confines of his clothes and the memories of the events only hours before had his sensitized dick erect and aching again. He tried to discreetly ease it into a more comfortable position but David saw it and grinned at him and cupped his own crotch a little to tease him. Tristan shifted around again. Thank goodness before much longer the water tower and grain elevators of the town were visible ion the horizon.
"Say Grandma, we'd like to do a little shopping for souvenirs before we go back home. Could we meet you somewhere in an hour or so?" David asked.
"Sure you can, David," Grandma replied and then looked at Grandpa for his input.
"Well, how 'bout if you boys meet us at the grocery store at, oh let's say 3:30. Would that give you enough time?" Grandpa asked. By this time they were driving down Main Street and Grandpa braked to a stop, right in the middle of the street. "Here, you boys can get out and we'll see you at 3:30 then." Grandpa got out and pulled his seat forward so the two boys could slip out of the back. Grandpa waved to the people in the vehicles that had stopped behind them before getting back into his pickup and driving off.
"Does your Grandpa always block traffic like that?" Tristan asked incredulously while quickly putting a hand in his pocket to disguise the bulge pushing out the front of his pants.
"No, he's never done that before that I know of," David replied smirking at Tristan. "Got something in your pants?" he teased.
"You know damn well what's in my pants and why it's like this," Tristan shot back. "Let's walk around a bit so I can get my mind off of my problem here."
The boys sauntered down the sidewalk checking out the stores. There was the dime store, the hardware store, the pharmacy, the flower shop, and also a small jewelry shop. The boys stood looking at the window display where various types of neck chains were being displayed.
"Aren't these some cool chains, David?" Tristan asked. "You know, I've been wanting something like this for a long time. Let's go in and check them out."
"OK".
As they walked in, a small bell tinkled over their heads and a teenage girl smiled at them from behind the counter. "Can I help you guys?" she asked sweetly with a smile.
If he wasn't so in love with David Tristan would have seen that this babe was a stunner. She was tall, about 5'8", and slender with shoulder length blonde hair. "Yeah," Tristan replied. "We want to see those neck chains like you have in the window."
"Right over here. Take a look at these. We have 10 carat and 14 carat gold chains for guys. We sold a lot of them for graduation gifts this year. Then we have these ones with a twisted rope look that you can accessorize with the various medallions and symbols you see here," she explained pointing to the merchandise in the showcase.
"David, look at those last ones. See all the different things you can choose from to put on." Looking at each one, Tristan came upon one that represented the Gemini astrology sign where twin heads were depicted. That was the one! Tristan had to have it because to him it symbolized two guys shown close together, exactly the way he felt about David! "I want this one David, how about you? Should we have the same ones?" Tristan asked.
"OK by me," David immediately assented.
"We can engrave your initials on the back of the medallion if you would like," the girl suggested.
The boys were excited with the idea. "Awesome." "Super!" They watched with avid interest as the girl took the two medallions over to an engraving machine and carefully followed a lettering guide that caused the machine to engrave the initials DJB and TRC with fancy gothic letters.
Once the girl finished and packaged up their purchases, the boys hauled out their money and paid the princely sum of $68 each. Out the door they rushed so they could share the excitement they were feeling. Once they were outside the store the boys opened their packages and made ready to wear their new medallions on the matching chains.
"Ummm David, would you wear the one I bought and let me wear the one you bought?" Tristan asked shyly.
David hesitated. "Aaaa, yeah, but let's wait to put them on when we're alone back at the farm, OK Tristan? I don't want to do it here in the middle of town."
"Well, OK if that's what you want, but I can hardly wait David. These are so cool and I want to see how mine looks on you." For the rest of the afternoon while in town and during the trip back to the farm Tristan wasn't able to conceal the joy he felt. He was so energized that he ran, he jumped, and he was laughing at everything. David about had to sit on him to keep him still during the ride home.
"What's gotten into you, Tristan?" Grandpa asked at one point. "I'd swear yu must have found a girlfriend in town somewhere."
"Nope," was Tristan's glib reply. "I must be overtired or something cuz I just can't help myself. I'm feeling silly I guess." Meanwhile David was shooting Tristan warning looks whenever he thought his grandparents weren't watching.
Once they had gotten home and unloaded the groceries Grandpa fired up the grill outside on the porch and threw some potatoes on to bake. The boys sat on the porch swing and waited idly for supper. David started to doze as last night's activities caught up to him and he needed a few winks to tide him over. Tristan sat there watching him sleep thinking again how beautiful everything about David was-his face, his eyes, his hair, his hands, even the shape of his ears!
The door slammed, waking David up, and Grandpa arrived with some T-bone steaks that covered the entire plate! Tristan had never seen steaks this size before and his eyes about popped! "You'll never get steaks like this in town, Tristan," Grandpa told him. "These steaks are from corn-fed steers and will practically melt in your mouth, they are so tender," he added. "We wanted you to have a good steak before you left." And then he placed them on the grill as the sound of sizzling and the aroma of cooked beef began to fill the air.
Grandpa didn't lie. When the steaks were cooked and the rest of the meal served, Tristan ate until he thought his stomach would bust! David made a heroic effort to keep up with Tristan, but finished second in the contest of consuming calories! The entire meal was a teenage appetite chowfest right up to the end when Tristan was stuffing the last of his fresh strawberry pie into his mouth. "I don't think I have eaten a meal that tasted this good," he told Grandma and Grandpa. "I must have gained 10 pounds while staying here," he went to say while rubbing his belly.
"Oh, I don't think so," Grandma said with a delighted smile, "but it's awfully nice that you would say that. What are you boys going to do tonight since it is your last night before going home?" she asked.
David looked at Tristan and Tristan looked at David. What were they going to do, exactly? Finally David said, "Oh, we'll probably just go see the animals one more time and then just enjoy the outdoors until dark. Right now I'm too full do much else."
"That sounds nice. When you come in we'll have some sherbet ice cream and visit a little before going to bed. Would you boys help us clear off the table before you go outside?"
"Sure." "No prob." The boys would do anything that Grandma and Grandpa asked them to do.
Then David and Tristan went outside and sat on the porch for a bit, too full to even want to be walking around. They sat without talking for the most part, watching the birds and horses go about their normal activities and absorbing the peaceful quiet of the countryside. Tristan took his medallion out of his pocket and was studying it and thinking about how he loved David. Finally he could wait no longer. "David," he asked, "Should we go for a walk now? I can't wait any longer for you to being wearing my medallion."
"OK, dude, let's do it. Where do you want to go?"
"Just somewhere private."
"How about the barn? You haven't checked on Ace for a while, either."
"No lie. Yeah, let's go there."
The boys ambled over the barn, walking through the farmyard and enjoying one of the perfect summer evenings. The temperature was warm, but not hot. There was a very slight breeze and it seemed to Tristan that everything was accented in the golden rays of the setting sun.
Once they were inside the barn the boys went over to check on Ace. Ace nickered at them as they approached, begging for a treat. Tristan spun on his heel and went to get the oats--he wasn't about to disappoint the big stallion! Getting a heaping double handful of oats, he carefully walked over to Ace's stall and let the horse eat them out of his hands. Tristan loved to feed Ace and to be up close to the magnificent animal. After petting Ace on the neck a few times and incidentally wiping the horse slobber off his hands, he turned to David and asked, "Are you ready for now?"
"Yeah, dude, but wash your hands first. I want to think I'm getting it from you, not some smelly horse."
Tristan laughed and went to wash his hands off at the water hydrant and shook them dry.
The boys then walked towards one another, each holding his medallion. "Umm, like how do we wanna do this," David asked. "One at a time or both together?"
"Together, don't you think?"
"That would be great."
"OK, are you ready?" Tristan asked past the lump that was forming in his throat. Damn, he was already choking up and they hadn't done anything yet!
"Yup. Bend your head down a little so I can see what I'm doing. There. It's on."
"I'm doing yours too. There, you have mine on."
They stood together for a brief moment with their hands around each other's necks, waiting for the other one to make the next move. Tristan couldn't hold back more than two seconds! His hands slid down David's chest, around his back and pulled David tightly to him for a tight embrace. David followed Tristan's lead and they wordlessly hugged.
Relaxing his grip slightly but still holding David in his arms Tristan spoke first. "I'll wear this medallion forever, David!"
"You better hope it doesn't turn your skin green then," David teased back.
"Well, what about you?" Tristan tensed up slightly. "Doesn't this mean anything to you?"
"You know better than that, Tristan. Of course it does. I'll wear it all the time."
Tristan relaxed again when he heard those words and looked deep into David's eyes for confirmation of his feelings. The lively sparkle in David's blue eyes was like the sunlight playing on deep pools of water. Ever so slowly Tristan's head moved toward David's almost as a magnetic force was pulling it.
Their noses touched. Tristan rubbed his lightly against David and felt ardor sweep through his entire being. He kissed David once before on the chest but now he just had to give David a real kiss! His lips tentatively brushed Davids. They were so warm and soft and luscious, so kissable. Since David didn't pull back Tristan went back for more, this time more confidently for a real kiss!
David was slightly shocked by Tristan at first, but the sensations that the kissing brought on were fantastic! He felt so loved and cherished by Tristan, not to mention the fact that his lips were obviously wired directly to his now throbbing cock! Quickly adjusting to the idea that he was kising another guy David kised back with a growing intensity while his hands cupped Tristan's pulling their crotches tightly together. 'OH YEAH, Tristan is hard too. I'm so horny after everything today, I need it bad,' David found himself thinking.
Breaking their kiss, they looked in each other's eyes once more and found nothing but complete acceptance. They were grinning their heads off while still holding each other tightly. "I think we need to go up in the hay loft and finish something here," Tristan suggested.
"You got that right, dude. Let's go!"
They scrambled up the steep stairs to the hayloft and then carefully closed the door behind them. Moving over to the side of the barn where an old tarp lay, they moved into each other's arms once more, kissing. Soon Tristan's hands were undressing David and David began undressing Tristan. Clothes landed in every direction as their hands roamed each other's nakedness, their hard cocks dripping precum in impassioned anticipation.
As Tristan's hands roamed over David's ass, David was reminded of the incredible feelings earlier that day he felt in the shower while Tristan played with his hole. Wiggling his ass a little he stopped kissing long enough to ask Tristan to do it again. "Tristan, play with my ass again would you? That was so good when you did that."
Tristan was more than happy to help. He found David's hole quickly and soon was teasing it unmercifully with his fingertips. David's pucker was clenching repeatedly as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Tristan had an idea. His dry finger wouldn't slip in but a little precum would fix that. He wiped up the dripping flow from his cock with his middle finger and lubed David's hole with it. Just like that his middle finger was in and David moaned lustily.
"Oh God, Tristan I love it when you do that. Its unbelievable how good that feels. Just work my ass, dude."
Tristan's cock was rock hard and sliding around David's belly as Tristan finger fucked David. Their arousal and desire for release became undeniable.
Without conscious forethought David spoke again. "Tristan, I want to feel your cock in me. I want to know what its like to be on the bottom, ok?"
"I've wanted your ass for a long time David," Tristan whispered. "You don't need to ask twice." He guided David over to where the tarp was laying on the floor and they sank down upon it together.
David slowly rolled over onto his back and lifted his legs. "What if it hurts, Tristan? Your cock is bigger than mine".
"I'll go slow just like you did and you'll get used to it-just wait and see. That's how it worked when you did it to me."
Tristan knelt between David's lifted legs and guided his throbbing boner to the target. He made sure his cockhead was well lubed with the copious precum that was dripping out of his fat dick. Tristan lined his cock up with the bullseye and as his fuck stick touched the pucker of David's butt hole, Tristan felt a new and electrifying sensation flow from the tip of his cock through his entire body. Hardly believing it possible, his cock became even harder. That electrifying feeling increased as he slowly pushed his now steel-hard cock inside his buddy.
Despite the stretching of his asshole, David wanted all of Tristan's cock inside. He coached Tristan as his virgin ass was being penetrated and stretched with Tristan's thick pole. "Do it a little at a time Tristan, go easy, wait, ok, wait, ok more."
Tristan worked his way slowly in, taking his cues from David and waiting for David to relax after each small push. Once Tristan was fully inside and his pubes brushing the bottom of David's balls, the boys stopped moving for a moment, each of them adjusting to the new and incredible feelings coming from their bodies. Tristan gazed into David's eyes as he leaned over his buddy's body and said, "You are so beautiful to me. The way your ass is gripping my cock is so awesome. Are you ready for me to start moving yet?"
David gazed back with trust in his eyes and quietly said, "Me, beautiful? You're the one that's beautiful--and such a stud. My ass is yours, Tristan. Go ahead but take it easy."
Tristan started fucking David's ass, with tentative, slow strokes, savoring the exquisite sensations coming from his cock. He never dreamed that fucking someone could feel so good--he wanted it to go on forever.
David could feel Tristan's fat, veined hardon pushing in and out of his chute creating waves of pleasure through his midsection. Then Tristan shifted slightly and his cock was rubbing David's prostrate. David didn't know exactly what was happening, but he knew Tristan had found the hidden heart of his pleasure zone and his entire existence narrowed to the colossal orgasm that was building like a tidal wave. He couldn't have guessed how good it felt from being fucked by Tristan. Without realizing it, David was softly moaning in a continuous vocalization of the sexual ecstasy he was experiencing.
David's moans were all the encouragement Tristan needed. His motions progressing into long and rhythmic strokes, Tristan made love to the guy he treasured, savoring every second of their intimate bonding. When Tristan's urge for orgasm began to peak, he stopped to prolong the supreme pleasure.
David's eyes opened and his moaning ceased only to be replaced by a wanton tone in his voice as begged, "Oh God Tristan, don't stop, don't stop. Fuck me more, I can't hardly believe how incredibly good it feels. Fuck me, Tristan!" David hastily wiped up with his fingers the load of precum that had puddled on his belly and lubed his throbbing boner before stroking it with raw lust. At the same time he wrapped his legs around Tristan's thighs and was clenching his ass checks with each slow stroke, trying to maintain the incredible feelings that been generated in his virgin ass.
After a short time, leaning over to watch David stroke himself and feeling David's chute milk his dick, Tristan couldn't bear to wait any longer. Tristan began to piston with long, hard strokes in and out, burying his cock to the hilt before pulling almost completely out. Their skin made slapping noises from the intensity of their fucking. Tristan couldn't hold off any longer. His balls tightened and he fucked David's ass with faster strokes as he began to gasp with each lunge, slamming his cock in totally with each thrust. Then, inexorably he reached Nirvana. His entire being was totally focused on the explosive release he had waited so long for. His cock was like a fire hose, filling David's ass with great gushes of cum. Simultaneously his vision was replaced with fireworks-bursts of color that were going off in Tristan's head with each gush of cum. He gasped in ecstasy and in synch with each burst, "Oh, Oh, Oh, David I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Oh David, this is so awesomely great."
The spasms of Tristan's cock inside David's sensitive ass and Tristan's words pushed David over the edge. David began to gasp and stroke his cock with abrupt jerks as he vocalized his pleasure. "Ah, ahh, Ah, AHH, AHH, AHHH, AHHHH!" David shouted as he shot his massive load. Long bursts of pale colored cum flooded out of David's cock and washed over his chest and belly. The flow of cum diminished as the pulses died down slowly, accompanied with shudders of total release. David slowly relaxed from the longest, wettest, and most pleasurable orgasm of his life. All motion ceased except for the heaving chests and blinking eyes as the boys slowly came back to normal awareness.
David felt Tristan lower himself down slowly onto David's torso which was covered with cum. He dimly realized that Tristan was holding his face with both hands and lightly brushing his skin with his fingertips. David wrapped his arms around Tristan's back in an embrace and then lightly ran his fingers along the small of Tristan's back and as far as he could reach down Tristan's ass. It felt incredibly good to have Tristan's weight on him and Tristan's cock still inside him, the intimate contact filling him both physically and emotionally. They laid together like that for some time without speaking, absorbing their fantastic sexual experience.
"Oh my God, Tristan. That was the most awesome thing that has ever happened to me!" David finally said softly while looking into Tristan's loving gaze.
Deep inside Tristan powerful emotions were battling for supremacy. The joy and love he was feeling was opposed by the grief and despair of their impending separation. "David, I love you so much. I was just thinking that I can't believe I have to go to Texas," Tristan replied with a catch in his voice and tears in his eyes. "Now I know what bittersweet really means cuz we will be apart from each other after this. I am so awesomely happy but my heart wants to break at the same time."
"Yeah, I know. I feel the same way," was David's soft reply. "I guess I can say it now, Tristan. I never thought I would ever say it to another guy, but I want to now. I love you too. I mean I REALLY love you with everything I have. Even when we are apart, I'll still love you." Still looking deeply into Tristan's eyes and seeing his tears, David's emotions overflowed and his eyes began to brim over.
As the deep emotions of both boys streamed out of their eyes in loving gazes and trails of tears, David lifted his head and his lips found Tristan's for a tender yet passionate kiss that sealed what was to be bond of deep and abiding love for many years to come. And so that was how the two medallions depicting the heads of 2 guys came to symbolize David and Tristan, the boys who discovered their sexuality and love on the farm.
To my Readers:
I owe a big thanks to all those of you who wrote to me with your positive comments and encouragement during the writing of this series. It was a lot of work, but very well worth it when I could tell that it had enough meaning to you that you would care to respond.
So what's in store next for David and Tristan? Well, I need your help with that. Many people have expressed their dismay over David and Tristan being separated...but its not too late for that to be resolved! I would welcome any suggestions as to how this deplorable situation can be resolved! As usual, you may send your emails to ndman72@yahoo.com. Stay tuned for the continuing story of Tristan and David!