Down On The Farm-boy
(Part Three of Three) by Zane Carson
After Josh and I had our mind-blowing shower experience, Mrs. Grabal treated Josh and me to homemade ice cream and hot fudge chocolate. Josh was sitting in a deckchair not more than five feet from me, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. Well, we were outside on the deck, where it was dark, so I couldn't see him as well as I wanted to. "Yum, this is so good," Josh said after licking his spoon clean and giving me a wink.
I squinted my eyes and put my hand on my forehead as I tried to fight off an ice cream headache. "Slow down, don't eat it so fast," Josh offered. "Watch, this is how you do it," he said while seductively scooping some of his vanilla ice cream into his mouth.
Seeing Josh's shirtless chest reminded me of what we had done together in the shower, and thinking about something so hot was arousing me again. After all, I was only sixteen, so my recovery time for craving more sex was quicker than the fly that had landed on my bowl of ice cream.
The temperature had recovered after the storm, and the humidity was thick enough to cut with a knife. "Man, it's hot out here," I said, stating the obvious after recovering from my brain freeze.
"Almost as hot as the shower seen," Josh added while his mouth was full of creamy delight. I looked up to smile at Josh just as he allowed some creamy substance to leak out of his mouth and down onto his sunburned chest. My eyes widened meaningfully as my jaw dropped onto my lap. "You gonna just sit there and stare or are you going to help me clean up this mess?" Josh asked with a low voice immediately before his cute little giggle snapped me out of my trance.
I carefully checked in both directions as if I was getting ready to cross a busy street. No one was in the kitchen, so I quickly reacted to Josh's request before changing his mind. I stood before self-adjusted my cock, and walked over to where Josh was licking his spoon again.
When I kneeled in front of Josh, he whispered, "I like you in that position." I used my tongue to clean the trail of white cream just below Josh's left nipple. He managed to leak the cream on his tiny erect nipple, giving me an excuse to spend some extra time sucking and flicking my tongue over his succulent tit.
Josh was now moaning again as I rested my naughty hand on his crotch, where I was glad to find things had firmed up again. It was my goal to make Josh cum for the fourth time today, but I knew I'd have to wait until we were in a secluded place.
As I looked into Josh's eyes, he shoved his ice cream-filled spoon into my mouth. My quick wit came up with a plan that tempted me to drizzle some white stuff from my mouth. I mean, why else would he feed me this perfect opportunity?
The cream flowed from my mouth like lava bubbling from the top of a volcano, landing perfectly on Josh's tight abs until it found its way down to his hot little happy trail. I still couldn't grow any hair around my navel, so this little bit of hair had me on a lustful mission to use my mouth for some exploration. Just as I was about to drop my head down to Josh's belly, he hit my shoulder to alert me that someone was coming through the kitchen.
I had time to jump up and pretend that I was retrieving my spoon that was accidentally dropped on the deck floor. "Would you boys like some more ice cream?" Mrs. Grabal asked as she slid the screen door open to refill our dishes. Josh didn't have time to wipe the cream from his abs before Mrs. Grabal stopped short, pointed at Josh's mess, and said, "oh my, I need to get you some napkins."
"Yes, please, I'm such a messy eater," Josh admitted before looking down at his abs. Josh was believable since he had dumped grape Kool-Aid on my pants earlier in the day. After Mrs. Grabal scurried into the kitchen to retrieve some napkins, Josh threw his arms in the air to give me a `what the fuck' sign of disapproval for my lack of cleaning skills.
We both started laughing and couldn't stop before Mrs. Grabal returned to the deck area. "Did I miss something?" she asked. Oh, you missed everything, I thought to myself as we continued to laugh. "You boys are so silly," Mrs. Grabal added as the phone in the house started to ring, thankfully diverting her attention away from us.
Josh wiped off my mess, and we retreated to the kitchen to place our dishes in the big farm-style sink. "Yes, I'll let him know," Mrs. Grabal said before hanging up the phone. "Honey, the cows are out at the Mcgradies, and they need some help," Mrs. Grabal called out to Mr. Grabal, who was watching the eleven o'clock news in the living room.
"Come on, boys, let's go," Mr. Grabal said as he walked swiftly through the kitchen, heading for the door. I looked at Josh, and he flashed me a mischievous smile. What was that grin all about? I thought to myself as we climbed into the truck. "That's the big problem with electric fencing. When the power goes out, you don't have a fence. That's why I've always used good old barbed wire," Mr. Grabal said as he turned the truck onto Shaw road.
The truck cab was dark, so no one could see when Josh's right hand found the hole in my jeans. My cock jumped with anticipation as Josh's fingers brushed against the head of my dick. "How hard is it?" Mr. Grabal said as Josh quickly pulled his hand away from the hole in my jeans. "All the cows need to do is walk right through the fence," Mr. Grabal finished. Oh good, it was a rhetorical question. Hehe.
Mr. Mcgradie was a younger farmer, who I guessed was around thirty and was quite handsome. He had a wife but didn't have any children yet.
"Oh good, you brought help!" Mr. Mcgradie announced as we stepped out of the truck. "Hello, Tommy," Mr. Mcgradie added as we approached.
Everyone in a farming community knew everyone, and I was no exception to the rule. Mr. Mcgradie looked Josh up and down a few times as if he was interested in getting to know him better. At the time, I didn't pick up on Mr. Mcgradies actions as being sexual, but later I learned that Mr. Mcgradie wasn't completely straight (that's a whole nother story).
"Hi, Mr. Mcgradie, this is my friend Josh," I said before realizing I had assumed Josh and I were truly friends. Or were we? Or were we now more than friends? I wondered if we would be considered lovers.
"Hello, Josh, it's nice to meet you," Mr. Mcgradie said as he extended his hand. "Tommy, how about you and Josh head down to the creek and push the cows back toward the barn? Jim and I will lock them up."
With flashlights in hand, Josh and I headed down a long two-track that led to the creek. "He seemed nice but kind of strange," Josh said, referring to Mr. Mcgradie.
"Strange how?" I asked.
"When he shook my hand, he squeezed it funny."
"Show me," I said as I stuck out my hand. Josh took my hand and squeezed it three times.
"Do you think he's gay?" Josh asked as he took his hand back.
"Maybe. Do you think that's a problem?" I shot back with a defensive tone.
"Hey, I don't mean gay in a bad way," Josh said while taking my right hand with his left. We were holding hands. Josh Swanson and I were holding fucking hands, I thought to myself as we continued to walk.
The cows were easy to herd into the barn, and we were returning to the Grabal farm when Mr. Grabal said, "I think I'd like to adopt you, boys."
"I'm good with that," Josh said quickly.
"Me too," I followed.
We were shown to our separate bedrooms and told we would have breakfast served at five-thirty sharp, so we needed to get some sleep. I can sleep when I'm dead, I thought to myself as I started to plan a way to sneak into Josh's room without anyone seeing me.
I stripped off my jeans and then realized it would be bad if I was caught in the hallway completely naked. I was about ready to slip my jeans back on when I heard the creak of the floorboards in the hallway. I waited for a few seconds before I saw the bedroom door slowly opening.
"Hey, can I come in?" Josh whispered as he closed my door.
"You can cum all you want," I answered. It was too dark to see him, but in my own mind, I could already see his beautiful naked body as he got closer to my bed. I heard Josh slip out of his jeans, and I couldn't believe that I would be sleeping with the hottest boy in my class.
I could feel Josh's body heat before we even touched. The old farmhouses in the seventies didn't have the luxury of having air conditioning. And the upper floor was almost always ten degrees warmer than the ground floor. I was lying on the sheets trying to look as sexy as possible, which was stupid since the room was too dark.
When Josh laid down beside me, his right foot touched my left. The sensation of Josh's touch put my cock into a pre cum alert. I had so much leakage when Josh took my cock in his hand and said, "did you already cum?"
"No. It's just pre cum," I assured him with a nervous tone.
"A massive amount of pre cum that I really need to taste," Josh said as he licked the end of my hard cock. I didn't think my cock had ever been as hard as it was when Josh went down on his farm-boy. "Oh, Tommy, you taste so good." All I could do was moan.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned Josh only one minute after he started on me. "Oh fuck!" I said as stream after stream of cum shot onto my chest and face. Josh was still holding my cock, so I had no aiming abilities. I couldn't see how much cum was on me, but there was so much that I was having an issue with runoff. I hadn't even planned what I was going to clean off with.
Before I knew what would happen next, Josh had climbed on top of me, so our sweaty bodies were now sharing the slippery surface. I think that was Josh's plan all along. He had me create a slick surface for him to slide his hard cock in. Josh started to hump me with our cocks sliding together. I found his lips and stuck my tongue between them. It was the hottest fucking thing I had ever experienced. Suddenly Josh tended and shot his load. My goal was met. Josh had cum the fourth time, and I had three. Well, my third time could have accounted for more since I came so much.
We lay stuck together kissing, licking, and sucking for what seemed like two seconds, but it was more like thirty minutes. We didn't even clean our cum off, and our bodies were soaked with sweat, but we didn't care. I never felt so content as we spooned each other and fell asleep.
Unfortunately, Josh moved away with his family to Illinois, and we lost contact after a while. I think back to our amazing experience and wonder what it would have been like if he had stayed.
The End.