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Disclaimer: This is a fictional story set in a fictional location. It's an on-going story of two young men, a farmer's boy and a bully, as their relationship develops.
It wasn't long before a "for sale" sign was in front of Jake's town house. And Kole's apartment management said they had a waiting list so he could move out at the end of the month with no penalty.
The next weekend, the guys were actually moving into the farmhouse. Yes, they had walls to paint, floors to redo, and other remodeling for the future. But they were moved in and they were together now.
As they unpacked, Kole admitted he was jealous of Jake's boot collection. Kole had one pair of brown square toe Ariat cowboy boots for work and a pair of black pointed tow cowboy boots for dress up and horse riding (and before he met Jake he hadn't dressed up to go anywhere in a long time or been on a horse in a long time). On the other had Jake had several pairs of boots. Most were black but with every variation on toe (square, rounded, pointed, snipped, etc.) and most were higher end boots like Luchese, Sendra, Tecovas, etc. But alongside all the nice shiny boots was the now dirty pair of Ariat boots Kole picked out at the farm supply store.
Another truck pulled up in the driveway and Jake headed out to see who it was. Kole tagged along.
The man introduced himself as Matthew Graham. He was the farmer who was renting the rest of the farmland from Jake's Grandma. "I haven't seen you in a long time Jacob. You've grown a bit since then." "Please call me Jake. It's great to see you again." Jake replied. "And please call me Matt." Kole stepped forward and introduced himself.
Mr. Graham just wanted to introduce himself and asked what Jake's plans for the place were. Jake said he wasn't sure, but maybe Kole has some ideas. "Jake, your grandfather set this up so there would be enough land left for a cow or two and maybe horses. But your grandparents ended up being too busy to keep any animals. Occasionally, I open the gate and send the cows over to graze the pasture so it didn't get too overgrown. Kole's eyes lit up. "I'd love to have a couple horses here!" Matt pointed out that the contract he had to rent the land included providing some hay as part of the rent if it was needed. "Just let me know when you need hay." Matt said as he drove away.
Kole's mind was churning. He wanted to get the horses from their old farm. He went inside and made a couple of phone calls and said "It's time for a drive in the country." Kole was wearing his Tony Lama boots and he had Jake wear his most rugged looking cowboy boots. Kole drove them across the county line and back towards Kole's old farm. Then Kole's truck pulled into a farmhouse, a typical thing for that part of the county.
Kole introduced Jake to his uncle. His uncle had managed to get the pair of horses and much of the other livestock from the farm after Kole's Dad passed. Kole's uncle said "I always figured you'd want to come see Ladybug and Cash." Kole admitted he sometimes wanted to but was worried it would be too depressing. Kole explained that he and Jake had a place that had room for horses and he'd like to buy Ladybug and Cash. Kole's uncle was open to that because he felt those horses really belonged to Kole. "Your father gave me these horses with the promise to take these horses and care for them until you came for them." Kole was near tears.
"Get everything ready and come get your horses. I've got the horse trailer you can borrow when it's time to move the horses. The saddles and everything are here. Why don't you go see them? Take a ride if you'd like."
Kole set up Cash for Jake. "He's a good horse, might not be as smooth as the one you rode last time. But he's good. He won't try to throw you off or anything." Kole said. "Ladybug is a bit more temperamental, but she's always behaved for me." After the ride, Kole led them through the post-ride ritual and they put the horses up.
On the way back home, Jake tried to keep up as Kole talked about preparing the stalls, the supplies they needed, etc. Jake was attracted to Kole the moment he saw them. But watching his friend get so excited was something totally new. Soon Jake was just as excited.
They stopped at a western store. Kole suggested they each needed a pair of tall boots for riding. "They'll protect your shins if we're riding where it's rough" Kole explained. There were so many choices. Kole told Jake to pick something that caught his eye and Kole would tell him if it was a good choice. Jake picked out a pair of Tony Lama boots with a rounded toe, brown foot and blue shaft. Other than the blue shaft, they weren't too different from the ones Kole had chosen with a red shaft. "Good choice!" Kole commented.
Back at the house, Kole told Jake to get ready to work. This meant old jeans and shirts and their Ariat square toe boots. Kole wondered if Jake knew to wear his farm boy white briefs. Kole mentioned that they needed to make sure and wear their work gloves. "It's easy to get blisters doing this work. I know my hands aren't as tough as they were in the past. You'll eventually get callouses." Cleaning the barn was hard, hot, and dusty work. But they were making progress. The stalls were ready for horses. Hopefully they could be ready for the horses in a week or two.
Jake noticed an odd metal contraption over in the corner of the barn. "What in the heck is that?" he inquired. Kole explained it was a cattle chute and might be used when a vet was examining a cow or calf. "Step inside and stick your head out the front. You'll have to bend over a little." Kole said. Jake did and before he knew it the gate was squeezing his neck. He couldn't push through or pull his head back. He was stuck hunched over with his head through the gate. Kole looked in and could see that Jake knew he was now trapped. Jake scolded himself for falling into Kole's trap. The waist band of Jake's white Fruit of the Loom was exposed now that he was bent over. There was nothing Jake could do and Kole reached into the back of the chute and gave Jake a wedgie.
Kole then commanded Jake to extend his left hand through the side of the chute. Soon Jake's right hand was secured to the side of the chute. Next was his left hand. Then Kole secured Jake's left booted foot to the chute railing. Then his right foot was secured.
Now that Jake was secure in the chute, Kole looked around and soon found what he was looking for. A small come-along hoist was placed above Jake. Kole lowered the hook towards Jake. Then Kole grabbed an old tennis ball and placed it inside the back of Jake's underwear, wrapping some of the fabric around the ball. Once the come-along hook was placed in front of the tennis ball, the hook could be raised and would hold the wedgie in place. Kole cranked on the come-along lever removing any slack in the cable and stretching Jake's underwear. Then he tightened it just a bit more. Jake moaned and grunted, but was otherwise not saying anything. Had Jake's booted feet not been secured to the side of the chute, the underwear up his ass might have started lifting his boots off the ground.
"Seems not that long ago, you were the bully pulling underwear up my ass. Now you're a captured country boy stuck in a wedgie machine." Kole sneered. And Kole was enjoying the power of being in charge while Jake was helpless to resist. Kole went to the front of the chute and looked at his trapped country boy. The underwear was stretched as far as it could be, just before it would start ripping. Kole left Jake in the chute and went in the house. He wasn't gone long, but it seemed a lot longer for Jake as he was quite uncomfortable. And aroused. Kole returned with a dirty boot sock and used it to gag Jake.
Kole then let the pressure off the come along. He then reached in and unbuckled Jake's belt and jeans. Kole then pulled Jakes' pants down a bit and then pulled the stretched underwear out of Jake's ass crack. Kole then lubed up Jake's ass, put a condom on his own dick and went to work fucking his captive. The first time Kole's cock was in Jake's ass, Jake was in control. Not this time. Kole was in charge and let his captive know it. Kole pumped furiously with an occasional ass slap thrown in for good measure. Jake's hard dick bounced along with the rhythm of Kole's cock plunging in and out. Jake was making nothing but sounds of pleasure through the gag. After Kole came, he reached around and found Jake as hard as he could be. It wasn't long before Jake's load was delivered. Kole pulled Jake's underwear up and hooked the tennis ball back to the come-along. As Kole tightened the come-along again, the underwear slid right up Jake's now lubricated ass crack and the feeling was very different, with his ass being recently fucked and all the lube in his crack. Kole paused and untied Jake's booted feet. Then Kole returned and started lifting. Jake was soon on his tiptoes. A little more tightening and Jake's boots were completely off the ground. Then "rip" and Jake was back on the ground with his Fruit of the Looms destroyed. Oh, how Kole wanted to keep Jake as his captive forever - as revenge for the torment the bully had inflicted on Kole and other country boys. And Jake was quite conflicted -- he enjoyed being in charge and tormenting Kole. But damn, Jake sure liked being the victim too. Both guys were sure there would be a power struggle ahead.