This is a work of adult gay fiction if this offends you please stop now. This is my first story and would appreciate some feedback. Email me at Boytale@Gmail.com
The old barn loft had always been a favorite spot of mine to meet Sam. It was secluded and no one worked there any more. Actually it was kind of known among the farm hands as a place to "Be alone." If some one went missing it was kinda assumed that they would turn up a few minuets later heading back from there refreshed and ready to work. Today was just like many others. Sam would sneak away from work and head over to the barn. I would wait a few minuets then follow.
Sam had been living with my family for about 2 years now during the summers. He was only 3 months younger than me and we had hit it off immediately, after we had turned 18 we planned to get off the farm but we needed to work one more summer. Sam was a good looking boy, he had that manly hayseed look to him. 5'10" 180 lbs with a good build not too cut. I never did like too muscular guys. He would have looked more manly if he had been able to grow any body hair back in those days. He was practically smooth from head to toe. The only hair he had grew on his head and on his crotch. I was 6'2" and 210 lbs, had a decent build but not as good as Sam's.
When I got to the barn I quickly made my way up the ladder. I had been waiting all day for this. I could feel my pants tightening, at the mere thought. At the top I looked for Sam, He was standing up leaning his back against a beam. Even in the dark I could see the huge bulge in Sam's jeans. It snaked down his pant leg trying to burst out. Waiting for me he slowly stroked it through his jeans.
"Whoa! I didn't see you there." Sam stammered.
He always was skittish about what we did, but he never let it stop him.
"You should be more careful some someone might find you in a compromising position." I teased grinning devilishly.
"But never mind that Flash what are you doing starting with out me?" Smiling Sam grabbed the bulge in his pants and said.
"What this? I just thought you might like a little show. At this point we were standing face to face.
"Yeah little." I joked reaching for his hard cock myself.
It felt so good in my hand, feeling it throb at my touch. Sam had a nice one probably 5 1/2 to 6 inches, cut with lots of girth. He had a big head that matched his thick shaft.
"So when do you wanna get started?" I whispered.
At that moment I felt the first button on my jeans pop. His hands now fumbled with the next button. After a second he had them all undone and was fishing around in my shorts. I felt his hand wrap around my cock as he slowly pulled it free. After he got it out he sat there for a minute staring at my half hard cock. Sam slipped back my foreskin exposing my now growing head. He just held it softly squeezing, and watching it stiffen in his hand. He started to pump my 7 inch uncut dick. His hands deftly stroked my shaft pulling back the skin with every stroke. He reached down and firmly grabbed my sack to pull it out. I think he saw my dick stiffen even harder and jump when he did it because he started rolling my balls in his hand. He tugged gently on the skin of my sack teasing it, all the while slowly stroking me. Then unexpectedly he leaned forward putting his mouth dangerously close to my cock head. We had never given each other head before, I longed to have his wet mouth around my cock. I could feel his warm breath on me it and stirred me to greater heights to arousal. He go so close he was almost kissing my foreskin, then he pulled it back letting his breath flow over the head of my cock. Then he pursed his lips and spit on to my dick. He got it sopping wet then stroked my newly lubed cock. He started going faster and faster, he had never before jacked me so vigorously. I could only stand a few seconds more when I gave in.
"Stop...Stop...I am about to come. I begged. He slowed then released his grip on my quivering penis. As he let go a tiny bit of cum ran down my shaft. He watched it with fervor.
"Well that is just not fair." I said recovering my composure."I get to have all the fun, I think you deserve some too."
I had him stand up and I quickly unbuttoned his jeans pulled them down exposing his enormous hard on straining to stay in his briefs. He normally wore boxers today he was wearing his jockeys for my benefit. Sam knew they drove me wild. First I just started fondling his crotch. Grabbing and massaging the front of his briefs. Sam just rocked back and forth slowly soaking it all up. That was one thing I had discovered early on with Sam was that he absolutely loved to be fondled, both hands caressing, touching, pulling, stroking cupping his dick and nut sack. He has said to me once he loved the idea of someone paying so much attention to his cock and balls. I figured after what he did for me he deserved it. This went on for a while I carefully made sure his cock stayed in his briefs. When I saw that he was totally relaxed I spit into my hand and slipped it up one of the legs in his underwear grasping his balls. He loved getting lubed up and for some reason really liked that slick feeling on his sack. Slowly I massaged them working my way up his shaft. When I got to his head I grabbed on to it with the palm of my hand and rubbed it on my lubed up palm. I started at first slowly running my palm against his head but as he got used to it I rubbed his slick head at a tantalizing speed.
"Oooohh" Sam moaned as he shoved his hips forward driving his cock hard into my hand. I delighted in watching him flex all his muscles, practically squirming from my manipulations. After a second his thrusting became steady and I felt his warm pre-cum dripping down my hand. Once I felt his pre-cum I started stroking his shaft still in his briefs. I could tell he wanted to be released from them but I knew wouldn't ask. It was part of the game. Sam never liked to ask for anything. We maintained the illusion that everything we did was my idea. To a point that was true, but I had learned to read his body language and give him exactly what he wanted. And right now he wanted me to tease him. Give him almost everything, hold back just a little. It had always seemed that Sam was the least happy with our "games" when he got everything.
After little while longer of fondling him in his briefs I pulled my hand out of his underwear and reached for his waist band and pulled it down in the back. He just softly moaned. I started to slip my finger down his crack when he started to shudder. I lubed up the finger and slipped it easily between his cheeks. I ran my finger around his hole.
"Hey!" Sam squealed out. The surprised look in his face told me he wasn't ready for it.
I kept playing with his ass with one hand and playing with his huge erection with the other. After a minute of this noticed more pre-cum was making a spot on his jockeys. I guess he was as ready as I was. Still kneeling down in front of him I smiled up at him and said.
"Man it is hot, out I think we should take some more clothes off. Want me to strip you?"
Hearing that Sam eased himself down next to me and I started taking his shirt off. I stroked his chest briefly before working his boots. His chest was so smooth and masculine it made me long for the day he would take charge and let me submit to his sexual desires. But today it was Sam that was letting me have my way. He loved opening up his body to me, letting me examine every square inch if it. The last to come off of course was his underwear. His cock got pulled down with the waist band it popped back up almost comically when it was free showing me just how hard I had made him. I sat there staring at his naked perfection, at that time I truly thought he was the perfect man. We were best-friends, we knew everything about each other and we were willing to share anything with each other. I thought I could sit there staring at his nude body. The way he carried himself made him look like a boy trying desperately be a man. I tried remember he was a man and so was I, but I couldn't look past his farm boy innocence. I wanted him to be sexually aggressive like me. Take me for a ride so to speak. But in that instant I realized I never wanted him to be anything other than innocent, my sweet farm boy, my best-friend. I wanted this to never end.
As if in a trance I noticed that Sam was gently peeling off my cloths. I was still kind of foggy headed when he tugged my boxers down. We laid down in a 69 and stroked each other off. We started going faster until we were both moaning loudly.
All of the sudden Sam went "AhhAhhAAHH!" convulsing throwing his hips towards me. I instinctively let go of his now throbbing cock.
"No! Keep going... please... he gasped out.
I looked at his dick, it was shaking with the rest of his body in pleasure. I greedily grabbed Sam's cock and stroked firmly adding some more spit for lube. With my other hand I was playing with his balls when I felt them convulse. His hot cum shot out at me, I had decided to let it happen earlier. Sam's hot jizm spilled on to my chest its familiar smell enticed me. His body was racked with convulsions as his balls emptied on to me. It was one of the larges ejaculations I had ever seen come out of Sam. My chest and stomach were just covered. When he was done he laid there for a minute just shuddering at my mere touch. When he regained composure he looked straight at me and said. "Your turn Dusty, lay down."
I could tell he was trying to be assertive but it just came off as cute. His spunk was still dripping down my chest when I laid back. He spread my legs apart and had me lift them up on to his shoulders. With my hard on pointing skyward he started to pump my cock hard. Almost as vigorously as before, his left hand was fondling my nut sack. Then it started going lower. He ran his finger between my hole and my sack, it drove me wild. After a second he moved lower again and played with my asshole. Running his finger around it and barely pushing one finger in. Though it was what he did next that pushed me over the edge. Sam ran his hand through his own cum that was still on my chest and started to lube up my cock with it. When he saw how much he had left he started lubing up my balls and my ass. I had never felt something to good, just the thought of having his cum all over me made me start shaking. I felt it coming and started thrusting my cock harder into his hand.
It was at this moment that Sam said. "Now get on top of me and blow it on me."
I barely had time to think as I sat up and rolled on top of Sam.
He reached up again and held my cock tight as he played with the head with one hand and stroked the shaft with the other.
"Unnnnggg!" I let out as the first shot streaked across his chest on to his face.
The rest spilled out for what seemed to be forever. He tried to roll my foreskin back down but it was so sensitive I nearly came a second time. I jerked it out of his hand my reaction was so strong. "Sorry I just don't think I can take any more now." The words seemed to stumble out of my mouth.
We just laid there for almost 15 minuets softly touching each other before we got ourselves cleaned up.
The farm hands kept a wash basin up there for when they were done jacking off. We almost didn't have enough water to get the job done but we eventually got each other cleaned off.
When we got back to work the lead hand Brady came over to us and simply said.
"Boys if you want to have fun up there make sure you close the door we got quite the eye-full." With that he winked at us and walked away.
Sam and I just looked at each other and mouthed "We?" When we looked aver our shoulders we saw Brady standing with one of the other hands named Rick talking. From where we were we could see that Rick had a raging huge hard cock snaking its way down his tight pant leg. Then Brady started making a 69 gesture while softly laughing. Rick just rubbed his bulge and smiled back. Later that year we would see a lot more of Brady and Rick but that is a different story.