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 Seven.
It was pitch black in the room when Tristan woke the first time that morning. His body was cramped and stiff from being unusually still for so long and he needed to move. It took a moment for his sleep-fogged brain to realize why and then he was filled with joy from the realization. David was holding him protectively close and was resting his chin on the top of Tristan's head! 'He really must care!' Tristan thought. Tristan hesitated to move and disturb their closeness as David's bare chest pressed rhythmically against his side. Tristan smiled to himself and savored the feelings of being held in David's arms until he could absolutely no longer stand to lay in that position. Turning carefully into David, Tristan brushed David's left pectoral with his lips and murmured softly, "Thanks, David for taking such good care of me. I love you."
David mumbled something in his sleep and tightened his hold on Tristan very briefly.
After a few moments Tristan very carefully and slowly disentangled himself from David and stretched himself out on his side of the bed, working out the kinks from his cramped muscles. David shifted around a few times getting comfortable also before Tristan lapsed back into a slumber filled with contentment.
Tristan woke first when daylight began shining into his face from the east window. He could tell right away that he was feeling much better than he did yesterday. He smiled to himself as he remembered David taking care of him when he was sick and David pulling him closer as they were falling asleep together and continuing to hold through the night. Without words David had showed Tristan that he cared and was experiencing some deeper feelings in their relationship as best buddies.
The urge to hug David was not to be put off. Tristan slipped his arm around David's chest, squeezing lightly. David stirred and opened his eyes. "How ya feeling this morning, dude?" David slurred sleepily.
"Much better. Thanks for everything you did to help me yesterday--I was such a mess" replied Tristan as he gave David another hug.
"Yeah, well I guess it could have been worse."
"I guess so, but it wasn't much fun. Not like this!" Tristan attacked David holding him tight while tickling his belly, and then moving his fingers from David's armpits to his ribs, and then to his crotch, seeking other areas of sensitivity. That's when Tristan's fingers brushed against something in the way. He had discovered David's morning hardon tenting his jockeys!
David was trying to avoid being tickled and fight back until Tristan's hand grabbed his stiff dick. "So what you going to do now, dude--you've got me in a very vulnerable spot!" he mockingly inquired while his cock pulsed in Tristan's hand.
"Yeah, I've got you where it counts, don't I?" replied Tristan as he rubbed David's cock several times through the cloth of his boxers and pulled himself tight against David's side as David's arousal was having a like effect on him. His hard sex pressed against David's thigh. Tristan was happiest when he and David were together--as well as sharing and discovering the sexual pleasures their bodies were capable of.
With a quick move of his own, David slid away from Tristan and grabbed for Tristan's cock. "Now I've got you where it counts too-what you give is what you get!" David admired Tristan's larger cock and couldn't help being turned on whenever he touched it. His cock was leaking precum with its rythmic pulsing and creating a wet spot in his boxers. His hips began moving involuntarily, his body crying for more of the erotic sensations centering in his crotch.
Tristan was extremely hungry, having had nothing to fuel his body since noon yesterday. His stomach rumbled loudly, and immediately Tristan let go of David's cock and moved to get out of bed. "Wow, listen to my stomach, I'm so hungry."
"Where are you going now that you have gotten me like this?" complained David.
"I'm starving-consider it a payback for what you did to me in the shower the other day," was the quick reply. Tristan slid out of bed and started dressing not bothering to hide his still-hard cock jutting out and bouncing around as he pulled on some clean boxers for the day. "Come on, let's get some breakfast!"
David was really horny--his hard cock felt like it was full of cum and ready to burst. He rubbed his cock through his boxers a couple times more before climbing out of bed and starting to dress. As he changed into his underwear Tristan was standing there waiting and watching him pack his boner into his briefs. While doing so, he took a quick look at his ballsack to check on the bruise left from the BB gun. Most of the black had faded into hues of yellow and green except for the dime-sized spot where the BB struck.
"You need it bad, man," teased Tristan.
"Yeah, why don't you just suck my dick!"
"Later, man."
With that comment, David was dressed and they went downstairs for breakfast. Grandma had pancakes and sausage waiting for them. Tristan ate and ate and ate, he was so hungry! Grandma reminded the boys while they were eating that today was Sunday and that they had church this morning at 10:00 with a potluck dinner afterwards. While they were eating, the phone rang--it was for Grandpa. It was a short and somber conversation, a lifelong friend of Grandpa had passed away early that morning from cancer.
Grandpa came back in and sat down with a sad look. "Obert passed away this morning and I've been asked to be a pallbearer in the funeral on Wednesday," Grandpa reported to Grandma. "We should go over to their house after church and see Martha."
Grandma agreed but asked, "What about the boys?"
"They can stay here after church--they didn't know him and probably wouldn't want to sit around at a strange place, is that right boys?"
"Yeah," answered David while Tristan nodded his head.
After breakfast they had some time to kill before changing into good clothes and going to church. The boys went outside--the weather was warm already and held promise of reaching 90 degrees. Already the horizon was becoming hazy with humidity. While it was still relatively cool outside they played with the Dalmatian pair of dogs--Fritz and Mabel. Then they ran over to the barn to check out the horses. Ace, the black Clydesdale stud, was in his stall, even though he could go outside into the stud coral anytime he wanted.
Tristan leaned against the boards of the box stall, watching Ace. He was still fascinated with watching Ace, checking out his huge cock and balls. Watching Ace breed the mare last week replayed in his mind, making Tristan's cock swell in his jeans. Tristan hoped Ace would let that huge, black horse cock out more than the six inches that was dangling down that morning. As he leaned against the boards, he noticed for the first time that David's name was carved into the wood! "Who put your name here?" Tristan asked as he traced the letters with his finger.
"I did that last year when I was here and was bored."
"Could I carve my name too?" Tristan asked.
"I don't know why not. I'll get you the chisel Grandpa let me use. I'll be right back."
Plop, plop, plop. Hearing those noises, Tristan turned around to see Ace holding his tail up and creating a pile of manure. Then, to his delight, Ace let his long horse cock come sliding out and began to piss as only a stud horse can, the piss streaming into a big, foaming puddle. Tristan's dick surged and his fingers itched to touch Ace's awesome cock, but he knew couldn't do that. Ace had finished his piss but his cock was still mostly hanging out when David came back.
"Just look at his cock, David--it's so awesome!"
"Cocks really turn you on, don't they Tristan?", David asked with a funny tone in his voice.
Tristan turned to look at David. "Yeah, I guess so. I wish mine was uncut like yours."
"Yours is a lot bigger than mine, I wish mine was bigger like yours," David admitted, glancing down to Tristan's bulging crotch and feeling his own cock swelling.
"Since we can't change what we've been given, I guess we'll just have to share."
At that moment the dinner bell rang, reminding the boys to get back to the house and get ready to go to church. David put the chisel down, adjusted his boner in his pants and said, "Things will have to wait--we need to get ready for church." With a last glance at Ace's horse cock, the boys went back to the house and got ready to go to church.
The white country church sat among the fields with its spire reaching high above the prairie. Off to one side was a graveyard, a multitude of headstones proclaiming the names of those buried there. Perhaps a dozen cars were parked in front when Grandpa drove up and found an opening in which to park. They went inside to find a homey-looking sanctuary with a very large women playing an electronic organ on the left front side. A low railing separated the alter from the pews and their was a painted backdrop for the alter. As church services go, it was typical--some scripture, songs, and a sermon.
Afterwards everyone went down to the church basement and ate a potluck lunch. Tristan had never had so much delicious food at one time in his life! There were enough hotdishes, salads of all kinds, bars, and cookies for twice as many people that were there. The boys had second and third helpings! And of course they were introduced to and fussed over by of the friends and neighbors of Grandpa and Grandma.
The day had warmed up considerably by the time they were driving home--it must have been about 90 degrees so they drove with the windows up and air conditioning on. Tristan loved looking at the wide-open view of the green fields with blocks of trees intermingled here and there. There was so much open space and the light blue sky was bright above the haze caused by the heat.
The boys changed into T-shirts and shorts once they got back while Grandma and Grandpa prepared to make their condolence visit to Martha. They reminded the boys to be careful and that they would be back early evening for supper. And the boys were absolutely not to get out the .22 rifles to go shooting! They were only to be used when Grandpa was home!
"Is it OK if we go down to the river and fish today?" asked David.
"Yes, that would be fine, only watch out for one another," replied Grandpa. "Come on Ma, let's get going," and they left.
"What should we do now?" asked Tristan when Grandpa and Grandma were out of sight.
"Get our things to go down to the river, of course." replied David matter-of-factly.
"Do you think you need to bring some suntan lotion? Remember the sunburn you got the last time we were there!" Tristan teased.
"I suppose it wouldn't be such a bad idea, I'll look in Grandma's medicine cabinet for some. Pull a couple of sodas out of the fridge and grab some cookies while I look." David found a bottle of lotion and they were ready to go.
As they walked past the barn on their way down to the river, the boys could see that the mares were standing in the shade of the barn swishing their tails. All of them except Bertha, the mother of the female colt. Bertha looked like she was more interested in Ace than she was in resting! Ace was outside, pacing around his coral, stopping near Bertha before excitedly beginning to pace once more. His cock was dangling out some, swinging around as he moved.
"Do you think what I think?" asked Tristan when they observed the two horses' behavior.
"Yeah, it looks like Bertha wants some." At the mere thought of the horses fucking David's cock began to harden so he slipped his hand into his pocket to rearrange his package. "The way my cock feels, I could use some too."
"Hang on there, stud. Save it for down at the river. I hope we can see the horses do it later. Let's get that tarp I used yesterday to lay on and let's get on down to the river." Tristan had plans and now he could hardly wait to skinnydip at the river again and stay nude at the river.
Their arms full, the boys quickly walked downhill towards the river. They climbed through the fence and as they moved into the trees lining the river banks, they came upon a herd of reddish cows with calves standing around and in the water. Over to one side was a huge cow--OH OH--it was a bull! He was standing close behind a cow, apparently just resting. The boys stopped, wondering what to do. As they watched the cows, the boys saw them fouling the water with manure and urine.
"Looks like we want to be upstream of these stupid cows--I don't want to swim in the water they are standing in," said David in a disgusted voice.
"Yeah, let's go upstream a little, but not too far. I want to be able to see that bull--look how his balls hang down! And they're as big as softballs--awesome!"
Luckily, there was a gravelly area not too far away and the boys spread the tarp on the banks there after depositing their food and fishing gear nearby. The sun was beating down on them and there was no breeze in the river valley. Tristan wiped the sweat off of his forehead and said, "I'm hot already--let's shed some clothes." He peeled his shirt off and slipped off his shoes. He looked over at David. "Well, aren't you hot? Get comfortable, man."
David looked around once, then decided it was OK to remove some clothes. He followed Tristan's example and took off his shirt and shoes.
By this time, Tristan had his shorts and underwear off and was wading along the shoreline in water up to his knees. "Ahhh, this water feels good. Come on in, it's just right," urged Tristan. "And take them all off-this is great!"
After wading around a bit, the boys began to swim. They chased and splashed each other many times without a single care in the world except their fun. Their nude, young male bodies shone in the sunlight with natural beauty. Seizing an opportunity, Tristan reached out and tapped David's cock saying, "Tag, your it!" then splashed away.
David wasn't about to let Tristan get away-he lunged after Tristan and wrestled him down under the water, their bodies grinding against each other. The body contact had David's cock hard in seconds and as they came up for air, David continued to wrestle Tristan from behind.
Tristan could feel David's rock hard cock pushing between his butt cheeks and tried his next move. He twisted and turned in David's arms so they were facing each other. By now Tristan's cock was at full mast and he ground his crotch into David's, grabbing David's ass with both hands to pull them tightly together. "You should do something about that hardon you keep sprouting."
"Yeah, lets go dry off a little, then maybe we can take care of it."
"Whatever you're up for, David."
They climbed out of the water and laid on the warm tarp, drying quickly in the hot sunshine. Tristan remembered how David sunburned his ass the last time they did this and found the suntan lotion. "Here, better put some of this on or you'll get sunburn again."
Tristan lotioned David's back and ass while David was lying face down. Tristan was thorough and David loved the back massage along with the pressure that felt so good to his cock. Tristan worked his fingers clear up David's ass crack, brushing against David's asshole and ballsack several times-it felt great!
Tristan reached over for the suntan lotion. "Turn over, sport, you need this on the front side too!" Tristan was looking forward to working the lotion all over David's front!
David turned over and laid with his hands behind his head, watching Tristan apply the lotion over his chest and stomach. Tristan worked the lotion in, playing a little with David's nipples in the process. He moved down to David's flat stomach, then down further to David's personal assets. Tristan lovingly spread the lotion around and into David's pubic area and then cradled David's cock and balls with his hand. "Can't have these sunburned," he murmured.
"Yeah, a sore dick would definitely be a problem," David agreed. The contact with his cock and ballsack was having a predictable result--his cock was jutting out, fully hard and a clear drop of precum was oozing out of his slit!
Tristan continued stroking David for a bit, playing with his cock and enjoying the sight before his eyes and the feel of David's cock in his hand. Tristan's was rock hard too and he could feel it dripping precum. After meeting David's eyes, Tristan lowered his head down to David's cock and pulled the foreskin entirely back. He kissed David's cockhead lightly, then tongued it slightly tasting the precum.
"Uhhh, that feels so good," David moaned. "I'm so horny, suck my cock, Tristan--just do it!"
Tristan slid his lips over David's perfectly shaped cock and started bobbing his head over David's crotch. David reached up and cradled Tristan's head gently with his hands, playing with Tristan's hair as they followed the movements of Tristan's head. It wasn't long before David's nuts drew tightly up to his cock and the point of release was fast approaching.
David began thrusting his hips slightly. "I'm going...to cum, Tristan. Here...it...is!"
Tristan sat up and stroked David's slippery cock with his fingers to bring David to a climax. Pulsing jets of hot cum went shooting into the air above David and fell in all directions. With a last little kiss, Tristan cleaned off David's cockhead and sat up.
David cleaned himself off the best he could with his fingers, wiping them on the grass. Turning back to Tristan he said, "I can't believe how you can make me so fucking horny, and it feels so awesome when you suck my dick."
With a glance and a grin for David, Tristan said, "Yeah, its great for me too--you should try it sometime!" and then applied suntan lotion to David's legs and feet. "There! You shouldn't get sunburned today!"
"Now its time for you to get some lotion on too!" David insisted. ""You still could get sunburned so get that lotion on." The boys repeated the same process for Tristan. Tristan laid on his stomach while David did his back. Only when David brushed Tristan's nether regions, Tristan couldn't help himself. He wanted more and lifted his ass up while saying, "Oh man, do that some more, it's feels so good!"
David obliged, working the lotion in and around Tristan's asshole. He became braver as Tristan wiggled and suddenly his fingertip had inserted itself slightly! Tristan moaned louder, "Oh man alive, don't quit now, do it more. Do it more! More! MORE!" while pushing back against David. Tristan continued to moan as his friend's finger did wonderful things to his body. "Like it?"
"No, I love it. Don't stop."
As David became more confident, Tristan could feel his friend's hard cock rub his legs. It left a trail of wetness wherever it touched. Before long David had his entire middle finger stuck up Tristan's butt hole and was working it in and out and around. Tristan surrendered himself completely to the sensations he was experiencing.
"Oh yeah, that feels great," Tristan moaned. "Keep going, keep going."
David kept working his finger around inside his friend's butt hole and before long realized that Tristan was raising his ass to meet the thrusts of his finger. Then David stopped and when Tristan looked back over his shoulder, he saw David looking down at his hard cock as it brushed his friend's leg. David saw Tristan looking back and said, "If you think my finger feels good, how do you think you would like my cock?"
"Try it." Tristan had seen his friend's cock hard before many times but had never thought about its size in relation to his butt hole. Would it fit? It was smaller than Tristan's 7-inch boner and wasn't as thick either. "Go easy."
"I will," David assured him as he told hold of his hard cock and attempted to enter Tristan's tight virgin hole. It wasn't going in very easily. David grabbed some suntan lotion and used it to lube his cock. Only then would his cock slide slowly into Tristan's virgin hole. The feeling was incredible-warm and a tight grip around his entire cock. Instinctively David began a slight stroking motion in and out.
"How's it feel?" David asked.
"Awesome. It was a little uncomfortable right at first. But now it feels great."
"It feels great on this end, too, dude."
David increased his motions and soon was stroking his way in and out of Tristan's tight ass.
Tristan couldn't believe the sensations produced by having David's cock working his ass hole. His orgasm built rapidly and he began to gasp air in and out as it approached, his orgasm squeezing David's cock inside of him.
"I'm cumming again!" David gasped as he felt his cock jolt and blast shots of hot cum as he buried his cock to the hilt in Tristan's ass.
"I am too!" Tristan echoed with wonder as he realized that without touching his cock, he was squirting cum all over the tarp.
Finished, David laid on top of his friend, his twitching cock still held in Tristan's ass, and lay there for a few minutes while both boys caught their breath after the exciting sex they had experienced.
"Man, that was the greatest!" David said as he eased himself up off Tristan and his cock slid out of his friend's butt hole. "I can't believe I could cum so hard twice in a row!"
Tristan could still feel the after effects of being fucked--his asshole was tingling and he still had a feeling of fullness down there. "Yeah, it was great for me too, in a different way. Hey, let's clean up a little, OK?"
The boys slipped back into the water and washed themselves a little before splashing some water on the tarp to rinse off Tristan's cum. They then laid on the tarp side by side to dry off, hands lightly touching. No words were exchanged--they were content to just lay there. Soon they were dry from the hot sun.
After dozing some in the sun, David got up and found his fishing pole. He baited the hook and found a spot to fish. He looked like a statue standing there nude while fishing. His motions while fishing were graceful and Tristan was perfectly content just to watch David while lying on his side and pillowing his head on an arm. From time to time, David would look over at Tristan, smile at his naked buddy, and would then turn back to his fishing.
With a quick jerk of his fishing rod, David caught a fish! He quickly reeled it in and discovered he had caught a small sunfish! David removed the fish from his hook saying, "This one needs to grow some more, back he goes!" and threw it back in the river.
During the next hour David caught several small sunfish, and once thought he had hooked a big one as he felt a real good tug on the line but wasn't able to set the hook and reel in his prize.
David was unaware that Tristan had been doing a different kind fishing ever since they arrived at the farm. Tristan had been fishing for David's body and love! Tristan's hook was firmly set and Tristan by now had nearly reeled in his prize!
Time had flown by and suddenly they realized it had become late afternoon--time to get back to the farm! The boys dressed leisurely and headed back.
"What should be do now?" David asked.
"Well, I'd still like to carve my name in the barn and we haven't shot gophers for a couple of days. Do you think your Grandpa would let us do that again?"
"Sure, if we ask him when he gets back."
Grandma and Grandpa got home not long after the boys arrived back at the barn. Tristan had begun to outline his name next to Tristan's in the barn. The boys were a little disappointed since they had hoped to hang out a little longer around the barn and Ace. They were hoping to see some action between Ace and the mare, Bertha. No such luck, Ace was just standing outside with his cock dangling down.
The boys went up to the house and saw Grandma making supper and found that they could eat soon. "Where's Grandpa?" David asked.
"In the front room looking for some old pictures of his friend that died. He probably wants to be alone for awhile--he's missing his friend a lot today after going to visit Martha. Wait until we eat to talk to him."
Before much longer they washed up and had a quick supper. Tristan discovered that sitting was a little uncomfortable at first since his asshole was tender from the workout David gave it!
Sure enough, David asked to go gopher shooting and Grandpa said they could if they would help him get ready for tomorrow. They spent the evening shooting gophers while Grandpa coached them on their marksmanship and rifle handling. After their shooting they helped Grandpa get an old horse-drawn mower greased and ready for the morning. Grandpa would be using Ace to pull the mower and cut the grass along the road.
By then it was dusk so they called it a day and went inside. Grandma took one look at them and shooed them straight into the bathroom for a shower. The suntan lotion had attracted a layer of dirt from when they were in the field shooting gophers! Tristan jumped into the shower first, eager to get clean since he was a town kid and never had gotten very dirty ever. David wasn't far behind him and got into the shower with him. "Gonna do my hair again, David?" Tristan asked?
"I guess, anything else?" he teased as he picked up the shampoo and began to shampoo Tristan's head.
"You can do anything you want with me, don't you know that by now?" replied Tristan very seriously with his head down and eyes squeezed shut.
"You really mean that, don't you?" The emotional impact of Tristan's matter-of-fact statement hit David unexpectedly. Out of the blue Tristan admitted to some deeper feelings and David didn't know how to handle them as well as his own emerging feelings. This realization stunned David and stopped him in mid-scrub! His heart started to pound and he couldn't hardly breathe--now what should he do? David couldn't help it--he started to tremble from the pent-up emotions he was holding.
"Yeah, I really mean it. Is my hair done?" continued Tristan, not able to see David's blinking eyes and open mouth. "Why are you shaking? The water is still warm..." 'Oh No!' he thought nervously. 'Now I've done it--I scared him. What's gonna happen now?' Tristan quickly rinsed out the soap out of his hair and turned to face David after wiping his eyes and opened them to see David standing there, still trembling a little and looking at him.
"What's wrong David?" asked Tristan with a catch in his voice and butterflies in his stomach. "Are you mad at me? Do you hate me now or something?"
"God no, Tristan! I don't hate you and I'm not mad at you. Don't even think it for one second! I...I...I just don't know what to think. Let me wash my hair so we can be done." David needed to do something, anything to distract himself before his runaway emotions overwhelmed him! He started scrubbing his hair hastily, directing the suppressed emotion and energy into a frenzy of motion!
Tristan climbed out of the shower and started drying himself, glancing worriedly at David. He had dried himself by the time David finished rinsing off and stopped the shower. "Here's your towel, man."
"Thanks." David didn't even step out of the tub before starting to dry himself.
Tristan slowly dressed for bed and combed his hair and David finished a moment after.
"Let's go, dude. I'm outa here!" David left the bathroom and went into the kitchen followed by Tristan. They ate their bedtime snack without their usual enthusiasm before saying goodnight. The boys received the by now customary hug and kiss from Grandma before they went upstairs to bed. She could feel the tension between the boys and wondered what had happened. She made a mental note to watch them in the morning and to speak to Grandpa about this apparent rift.
No words were exchanged between the two of them and then the lights were off and they climbed into the bed they shared. They laid there, each attempting to sort out the events of the day and their feelings. Both boys were scared but for different reasons!
Tristan was afraid he went too far with David. 'Now David thinks I'm a faggot and doesn't like me anymore. He won't tell me but now he won't fool around. Oh man, why did I ever say he could do anything he wanted to me?' Around and around the same thought whirled through Tristan's mind. 'What do I do now?' he wondered over and over.
David was just plain scared of the feelings towards Tristan that had surfaced and nearly overwhelmed him in the shower! 'I fucked my best buddy this afternoon and all of a sudden I think I love him. Guys don't love guys...it's all wrong...now what do I do?'
Neither of the boys dared to make the first move and open up about what they were thinking. Their separateness and the silence in the dark room that night between the boys seemed like it lasted forever. They barely slept, tossing and turning all night not knowing what to do.