Servicing Billy Joe

Servicing Billy Joe

Carlos Zoltan Martinos

I was born and raised in Texas, and this story is based on two farm boys I knew who lived near Waco. If you're an adult, and you're into explicit descriptions of gay sex, welcome. If you ain't, scram.

The time: The pre-condom year of 1977

The place: A small farm in a rural part of central Texas

Billy Joe sleeps naked. And he wakes up every mornin' with a big boner. Then he stuffs himself into his skimpy white shorts, and he's ready for the day. Billy Joe never wears no shoes, not in the summertime anyway. Or pants or shirt either for that matter - just them skimpy little shorts of his. But I'm gettin' ahead of myself.

My ma hired Billy Joe a while back - to help me, out here on our little forty acre farm. Ma lives about fifty miles away, in Waco. And I live out here on the farm in a little one bedroom farmhouse.

So Billy Joe just shows up at the front door one day, with all his gear in one little ole suitcase. Its a hot day, and Billy Joe aint wearin nothing but them skimpy white shorts. And they dont leave an awful lot to the magination. "Howdy! I'm Billy Joe." He grins and sticks out a big hand. And I shake it. "You must be Danny," he says.

I nod, and look at him real hard. And I think to myself, "I'm gonna be sharin' my bedroom with this guy! Whoa! He looks like big trouble, to me!"

I figure Billy Joe to be about five years older than me - and I'm 18. He's a big strappin' guy. Must be six foot two and 180 pounds. He's got a broad, muscled up chest, and a slender waist and hips. And he's got muscles where his stomach is supposed to be. He calls `em abs. And they look fine.

Billy Joe's chest and abs are smooth, but he's a hairy fucker from the waist on down. A thick line of blond hair starts at his navel. And from there on down he's hairy all over. He's got thick body hair that kinda stands out about a half inch from his body. I like that cause it gives him a real masculine look.

Billy Joe has a great lookin' golden tan, even though it's still early in the summer. And his sparklin', milky blue eyes have a way of grabbin' hold of you and not turnin' loose. He keeps his blond hair cut right short. Ma says it makes him look just like G I Joe, and I reckon it does at that. He's got that innocent boy-next-door look about him. But I'm here to tell ya, he ain't all that innocent. I'll grant ya this though - he's a good lookin' bastard. And he knows it.

I wouldn't want to get in a fight with Billy Joe. I stand about five foot ten, and I'm a husky 160 pounds - with strong arms and legs. But I'd be no match for Billy Joe. I've got longish black hair, and long black eyelashes that have a little curl to em. And I've got lots of black body hair, cept for my chest, where it ain't started growin' yet.

My ma says I'm good lookin', but she would, wouldn't she. She even said once that with my high cheek bones and my long eyelashes and my drop-dead-gorgeous smile, I could be a male model. Ma gets carried away like that sometimes.

I graduated from high school last year, and I've been livin' here on the farm ever since. By myself. It really don't bother me much - livin' alone. I get along just fine with myself. But sometimes I think, if only the right person would come along . . .

Right now I'm startin' to paint this old farmhouse. I love paintin'. It gives me a chance to relax and think. I know some people figure I never do no thinkin'. They put me down cause of my heavy Texas drawl. But what do they know! I graduated from Lone Star High School last year. And I'm proud of that.

I never did date much in high school. To tell you the truth, I'm just not that interested in girls. Once in a while I see a guy who turns me on. But I just look. I don't touch. Who knows, I might turn out to be a bachelor all my life. At least that's what I thought - `til Billy Joe came along. That guy gets my juices flowin' somethin' awful!

The first day after Billy Joe moved in is a scorcher. Im stripped to my shorts, paintin. Billy Joe comes in from the field long about 5PM. And he's all shiny with sweat. I can tell he's been workin' hard, cause his muscles are all pumped up and lookin' good. He goes into the bathroom to wash up, and a couple of minutes later he comes out with a towel wrapped `round his waist.

I get us both a beer, and set down on the sofa. But `stead of settin' down in the living room chair, Billy Joe sets down on the sofa, right next to me. Then, he reaches over and gives me a playful shove and says, "Let's wrestle, Danny Boy!"

Well, that does surprise me! I ain't really wrestled nobody since junior high school. But he don't even give me a chance to say no. The next thing I know, we're on the floor, and Billy Joe is settin' on my chest, straddlin' me. And his big hands have both of my arms pinned to the floor.

Billy Joe's towel came off somewhere along the way, and he's stark naked now. And his crotch is `bout four inches from my face. It is so close I can smell it. It has a strong masculine scent, and I'm gettin' turned on, in spite of myself.

"You want it, don't you Danny Boy! I can tell by the way you been lookin' at me ever since I got here yesterday. I can tell that you want to service my dick for me, buddy. Well, here it is, Danny Boy. It's a beauty, ain't it? And it's all yours, man.

Well, I ain't never sucked a dick in my life. So I'm probably not a very good judge. But the dick he's wavin' in my face looks pretty fuckin fine to me. I figure it's a good eight inches long, and thick as a cucumber.

Next thing I know, Billy Joe's rubbin' the head of it across my lips. And I'm just lookin' up at him, sayin' nothin'. I lick my lips and discover they are dripping with his cock drool. I lick all of it off my lips, and I like the slick feel of it on my tongue. Billy Joe gives me a big grin.

"See! What did I tell ya! You like that, don't you, Danny Boy? Now just open your mouth for me. Come on, open up. You know you want it."

And I open up. Cause yeah, I do want it. And Billy Joe's cock slides right on into my mouth. I like the feel of it in there, but I don't know what to do next. But Billy Joe takes care of that for me. He starts thrustin' his hips, and that big cock of his goes right on back to my tonsils. I'm `bout to gag when he pulls out a ways.

"You don't have to do nothin', Danny Boy. Just lay there with your lips around it - and watch your teeth. I'm gonna give you a grand fuckin', Danny Boy. You aint likely to forget it anytime soon."

I'll say one thing. Billy Joe sure knows how to use that fuckin' dick of his. And he is right. I don't have to do nothin'. I just lay there and watch his long rod slide in and out of me. I think he is goin' to gag me a couple of times. But before long he learns just how far in he can thrust without chokin' me.

`Bout then I'm really startin' to get turned on. I put my hand on his ass, and that surprises Billy Joe so much he stops in mid thrust. Then he grins at me and says, "You like feeling me up, don't you, Danny Boy? Hey, that's okay, man. You can feel me up all you want."

And I do. I run my hands all over his ass and his hairy thighs. And Billy Joe gives me a funny little smirk. But he don't say nothin' else.

I'll swear, Billy Joe must love havin' his cock in my mouth. Cause he keeps at it for almost a half hour. Which is okay by me, cause I'm lovin' every minute of it too. Then finally, it feels like his cock is gettin' even harder, and he's strokin' faster.

I know this is my first time, but it don't take no fuckin' genius to figure out what's bout to happen to me next. Billy Joe is bout to shoot his load off in my mouth. I think about that for a second, and then I realize that I want it, just as much as Billy Joe wants to give it to me.

Billy Joe is moanin' and groanin', just like I do when I'm jerkin' off. "Oh fuck, Danny Boy! You sure got a hot mouth, buddy! Tell you the truth, I never figured you would be near this fuckin' hot, man!"

"I'm gettin' real close now, Danny Boy! I'm goin' to pop a good heavy load down your throat, buddy. And when you feel me pop, you gotta start swallowin' real quick. Otherwise it will be more than you can handle, and you'll gag on it."

"Okay, Danny Boy, I'm goin' over the top now! This is all for you, man!"

I feel Billy Joe's dick pulse inside of my mouth, and his first shot of cum hits me back on the tonsils somewhere. His cum feels slick and smooth and creamy and hot in my mouth. And I like it. The second shot has even more force to it, and most of it must have gone right on down my throat. Then there are more spurts - startin' to fill up my mouth - and I start swallowin' fast. There has to be five or six more shots, cause my mouth is full of his jizz, even though I'm swallowin'.

Then finally, Billy Joe pulls his cock out of me. But he ain't quite done yet. And the last couple of little spurts ooze out of him and onto my lips. I know he did that cause he wants to see me lick his cum off''a my lips. And I oblige him. I lick every last drop of it off my lips. And then I notice that his dick head is still oozing cum, so I lap that up too.

Billy Joe looks down at me and smiles. "You're a sexy fucker, Danny Boy! I can tell you and me are gonna get along just fine." Then he backs off of me, so that now he's kneelin' between my legs. He pulls my shorts off, spits on his hand, and grabs ahold of my cock. Then he starts jerkin' me - real slow at first, and then gradually faster.

I'm so fuckin' horned up by now, it don't take no time at all before I'm spewin' cum all over the place - all over my chest and my stomach. And then Billy Joe takes his hand and smears my cum all over me - all the way from my neck to my groin. He's like a little kid - playin' with my jizz. Then he gets up, stretches, and lets out a big sigh.

And I walk over to him and say, "Billy Joe, I'm gonna slug you!"

Billy Joe looks unconcerned. "Now why would you want to go and do somethin' like that, Danny Boy?"

I don't answer him. I slug him instead. On the jaw. It was supposed to be just a little tap, but I guess I got carried away. I don't deck him, but I sure spin him around real good.

He looks over at me, and I see anger flash in his eyes. And I figure I'm really in deep shit now. But then his eyes soften. "Hey, asshole. What did ya do that for?!"

"That was for not showin' me no affection, man. This was my first time, Billy Joe, and I `spected some affection." I feel a tear runnin' down my cheek, and I brush it off quick.

Billy Joe don't say nothin' for a long moment. Then he sighs and says, "Oh my God, Danny Boy, I'm sorry. I didn`t realize . . . . Will you please forgive me." There's real feelin' in his voice, and I can tell he means it. "I've been called an insensitive jerk a bunch of times, and I know it's somethin' I gotta work on. Maybe you can help me with it, Danny Boy."

Then he gives me a big smile, and pats me on the cheek. "I hope youll let me make it up to you tomorrow, buddy." Then he puts his arm round my shoulder, and I lean into him. And I know everything's gonna be all right.

I fix supper for Billy Joe and me a little later that evenin. We set in the kitchen together, eatin'. And there is so much I want'a ask him bout himself. But I figure I don't know him well enough yet - to be askin' him personal questions. So we just set there and eat, neither one of us sayin' much. But I can tell we're both comfortable with the silence. And it's nice. Just havin' him there beside me. Just havin' his company.

After supper we go out on the porch and set on the glider - just set there and watch the sun sink below the western hills. It puts on a good color show for us, paintin' the clouds with red and orange hues. Without thinkin', I reach over and take ahold of Billy Joe's hand. I know it surprises him - he shoots a quick glance my way. But he don't withdraw his hand. And I know right then that Billy Joe and me are gonna be great friends.

When Billy Joe got here yesterday, I `splained to him that there was only one bedroom, with two beds. A double bed that I sleep in, and a single bed for him. And he just kinda smiled, and nodded his head okay. Tonight I get into bed and I'm just driftin' off , when I feel Billy Joe climb into bed with me. He's buck naked, of course, and he pushes himself up hard against my body. But he never says nothin'. And before long I hear him softly snorin'. And from then on, Billy Joe and me have slept together every night.

I get up early the next mornin' and make breakfast - bacon and eggs and fried grits. Billy Joe walks into the kitchen, and I notice right away that he ain't bothered to put on no shorts yet. And his big ole dick flops from side to side as he walks. I swear, it's almost as big soft as it is hard. He don't say nothin', but he gives me a big hug. And I wish he wouldn't ever turn me loose.

After breakfast, Billy Joe says, "You know, Danny Boy, I told you yesterday that I was gonna try to be a more sensitive guy. Well, I'm tryin'. And I sure hope what I'm bout to tell ya comes out soundin' sensitive.

"I guess there aint no other way to say it, Danny Boy: I'm a horny bastard. Have been ever since I was `bout thirteen years old. And it's got me in trouble more times than I care to remember."

"It seems like if I get serviced real regular - three or four times a week - I'm the sweetest guy you ever did see. But when it falls off to once or twice a week, I start gettin' real antsy. You know what I mean? Hell, I wish it wasn't like that, Danny Boy. It would make life a lot simpler for me. But . . . you play the cards you're dealt."

"So I been wonderin`, Danny Boy. You know, most people seem to think I'm a pretty good lookin' hunk. So I was wonderin' if you might be interested in me. I mean, interested in havin' me as your boyfriend - interested in servicin' me several times a week. I would sure love that, Danny Boy. I would be proud to have you as my boyfriend. Hell, you're the best lookin' guy I've seen in a long time." Billy Joe gives me a wink and takes a deep breath.

"So what can I say to persuade you to take care of me, Danny Boy? Would it help if I got down on my knee?" And with that Billy Joe drops to one knee, just like he's proposin' to me. He takes ahold of my hand, those beautiful milky blue eyes of his lock onto mine, and he says, "Please, Danny Boy!"

"You're crazy, Billy Joe. You know that? But in a lovable kind'a way. How could a guy turn down a proposal like that! I'll be right proud to be your boyfriend, and service you, Billy Joe.

Billy Joe is still on his knee at my feet, and I'm feelin' playful. "And as long as you're down there, Billy Joe . . . ". And then I do two or three little hip thrusts into his face.

I think I startle him for a moment, but he comes back quick. "You better be careful where you're thrustin' that thing, Danny Boy. I might just surprise you one of these days and eat you alive."

"Yeah, yeah," I say with a big grin. "Promises, promises."

I hear Billy Joe hummin' a tune as he walks off into the field to begin his day's work.

It's about 4PM as Billy Joe comes thru the front door. He calls out, "Let's wrestle, Danny Boy!" I'm waitin' in the bed for him, naked. When he sees me he steps out'a his shorts and takes a runnin' leap and lands on top'a me. He knows what he's doin' though - he catches most'a his weight with his hands before he lands on me. Then we're a flyin' blur of arms and legs, and when the dust settles, I'm on top'a him. But just for a second. He flips me up and over and I'm on my back lookin' up at him, and his body is stretched out over mine.

As he's lookin' down at me, he seems to undergo some kinda change. His muscles relax, that lusty glint in his eye softens, and he gently brushes my long black hair out of my eyes with one of his big hands.

And what comes next really blows me away. He leans down and he brushes my lips with his own. And then again. He moves his head back and forth, and our lips brush over and over again. Just lightly touchin'. Then finally he places his lips hard on mine, our mouths open, and his tongue enters me. It's all so slow and gentle and sensual. My arms are wrapped tight around him, and I never want to let him go.

Our hard dicks are side by side, both pointin' up at our navels. Billy Joe is makin' gentle thrustin' movements with his hips, and I match his motions, so we are movin' together. Then, holdin' me tight, Billy Joe rolls over, so now I'm on top of him. "Danny Boy," he whispers, "would you make love to my dick, slow and easy? Would you get down between my legs and take my dick into you, and just make love to it. I aint got no money, so the only thing I have to offer you is my body and my cock. They're all yours, Danny Boy, for as long as you want `em."

"Forever?" I ask.

"Forever," Billy Joe responds.

And I cain't think of nothin' I'd rather do than make love to Billy Joe's gorgeous cock. Forever. I start out by puttin' my face down next to it and just admirin' it, up close and personal. There's a big thick vein that runs along the top of it, and I can see it throbbin' as it pumps blood into his cock. His dick head is even bigger than I realized, and I wonder if I will ever learn to take that monster down my throat without gaggin'. That big cum tube on the underside of his cock is already all pumped up, ready to deliver his hot load into my mouth. But I plan to make it wait awhile.

I had never really thought about it before, but the head of his dick looks like it has a helmet on it. I remember now, he called his dick his "soldier" yesterday, and that's probably why. It looks like it's wearin' a helmet, which is a deep purple/red right now. And it's beautiful. Anyway, his soldier aint gonna go marchin' off to war today. Today we make love, not war.

Now I lean back and take a good hard look at the whole package. Billy Joe's got a beautiful blond crotch. One that's just made for lovin'. I lower my face into it and and inhale deeply. His crotch has a real distinctive masculine smell about it. They ought to bottle it and sell it as mens cologne, cause it is really hot!

Now I put my mouth down and gently kiss Billy Joe's dick, on the head. My lips linger there, and my tongue discovers his precum. As I lick it off him, I marvel at how intimate all of this is.

Billy Joe groans, and puts a hand lightly on top my head. I know he's showin' his affection. He don't push my head down. He's lettin' me take this at my own pace.

I let my mouth slowly go down on his shaft now - til I have bout half of him in me. Then I come back off him, and start lickin' the under side of his cock head. I look up at him, and he's lookin' down at me, with his hands behind his head - his biceps bulgin'. Our eyes lock, and I'm starin' into his gorgeous milky blue eyes. I keep lickin' on his dick head while I stare into his eyes. And I feel a connection to him that I ain't never felt with nobody else in my life.

Finally I break away, cause my goal today is to take as much'a him into me as I can. So I move my head slowly down that thick shaft again, `til I feel his cock head nudgin' the openin' into my throat.

Billy Joe is groanin' steady now. "Aw fuck, Danny Boy! I know what you're tryin' to do. You're tryin' to take my big dick head right down your throat. And I love it, man."

I take a deep breath and push slowly down. I'm expectin' the gag reflex, and it's there. But not as strong as I thought it would be. I have the tip of his dick down into my throat now, and I'm startin' to get used to it. I push down a little farther. And I figure I got most of his dick head down my throat now.

I withdraw far enough to take another deep breath, and then press down again. I fight off the gag reflex this time, and I'm slidin' right on down toward his pubes.

"Oh shit! You're almost there now, Danny Boy. You have almost all of me down your throat! That's it! Just take a little more of me, man! Oh yeah! You got all of me now. I'm in you, Danny Boy! I'm in you all the way to the hilt!"

And it feels fuckin' great! Havin' him all the way down my throat. I cain't imagine a more intimate moment than this. Billy Joe is groanin' and rubbin' his hand through my hair. My lips are pressed hard into his crotch. He's drawn his thighs up so they are pressin' on either side of my face. And them coarse blond hairs on his thighs fell great on my cheeks. And I want it to stay just like this forever.

I know Billy Joe wants it slow and easy to start with, so that's what I give him. I bob my head up and down on his dick - with a slow, even cadence. And I love the feel of his big rod in my mouth. After a while I feel his hips startin' to thrust into me - slow and even strokes. We are movin' together now, just like we were dancin'. As he's thrustin' up, I'm bobin' down.

He's groanin' again now, and I got a feelin' he's close. He's got his hands behind my head, and he's fuckin' me in the mouth real good. He groans, "Take me, Danny Boy. Take my load!"

And then his cock starts pulsin' and his cum starts spurtin'. And it's hot and it's creamy and it fills up my mouth. And I love it. Not cause it's cum. But cause it's Billy Joe's cum.

Then Billy Joe reaches down and jerks my boner a couple of times. And I'm so hot I go off like a geyser. And then we take my load and smear it all over our bodies - playin' with it just like we're a couple of kids. And you get right down to it, that's what we are - just a couple of growed up little boys. Playin' with each other and lovin' it.

We're in the shower together now - washin' down. Billy Joe is behind me, and he's washin' my back. Then he drifts lower and gives my ass a good soapy wash. "I ever tell you what a cute little ass you got, Danny Boy?"

I think on that for a minute. "Tell you the truth, I don't think you ever mentioned my ass, Billy Joe. But you seem to be gettin' pretty friendly with it right now."

"That's just cause I'm a nice friendly guy, Danny Boy. And I was thinkin'. Maybe one of these afternoons sometime soon me and your ass will get real friendly." Then Billy Joe turns me `round, so I'm lookin right into those milky blue eyes of his, and he gives me a sly little smirk.

"Whoa!" I say. "If you're thinkin' what I think you're thinkin'! Whoa! There's no way in hell that one eyed monster of yours is gonna fit up inside my ass, Billy Joe!"

"You just might be surprised, Danny Boy. A day ago you didn't figure it would fit down your throat, either. It's just like my old pa used to always tell me, `where there's a will, there's a way!'" And with that he smacks me playfully on the ass and steps out of the shower.

Billy Joe and me are out on the porch now, settin' on the glider after supper - just as close together as two people can possibly set. It's dark, and we stepped out of our shorts when we came out here. There's a cool north wind blowin' and it feels good against our nakedness. The crickets are chirpin' and the sky is blazin' with stars. It's times like this that I'm glad I'm a farm boy.

I'm gently strokin' Billy Joe's thigh, and his thick blond hairs feel real good against my hand. "Are you a bisexual, Billy Joe?"

"I reckon I am, Danny Boy."

I think about that for a bit. "Well, I 'spect I can compete with that. After what you said in the shower a little while ago, I guess maybe I got might near everything a girl has. Plus, I come equipped with a dick."

Billy Joe grins, and nods at me. And then we slip into silence for a while. Finally I say, "I would love to hear all about your life, Billy Joe. Where you been. What you done."

"I'll tell ya, Danny Boy. But let's save it for a rainy day."

I can tell I've dredged up some memories that Billy Joe don't want to think about just yet. So I don't say nothin' more. I know he'll tell me when he's ready.

After a while, Billy Joe puts his arm around me. "You must'a got lonesome out here, Danny Boy. Livin' alone for almost a year!"

"I reckon I did, 'specially the last month or so. Fact is, I had decided to buy me a puppy. And then you showed up, Billy Joe."

Billy Joe laughs out loud. "I do believe you just paid me a compliment, Danny Boy. You choose me over a puppy, to be your companion!"

"Well, it was a close race, Billy Joe. I had found me a real cute puppy."

Billy Joe glances over at me before I can hide the grin on my face. "I 'spose I won out cause I'm housebroken," he says.

We're lyin' together in bed now, and I say, "have I ever told you how much I love servicin' you, Billy Joe? Cause I do. I love makin' love to that big boner of yours."

"Yeah you have, Danny Boy. You've told me that by your actions. And that's what counts. And I love the way you do it. No one's ever made me feel that good before."

We lie silent in the darkness for a while - just happy to be close to each other. Then Billy Joe whispers in my ear, "So you ain't never been sucked off, Danny Boy? I mean, not even a quickie blow job or nothin'? And I shake my head - no. "Well, we will take care of that tomorrow, buddy. I'm gonna love watchin' your dick ease down my throat."

I am so thrilled I can't speak. Then Billy Joe presses up hard against me. And before long we drift off to sleep, with Billy Joe holdin' me tight in his arms."

Billy Joe and Danny Boy . . . two big dicked farm boys in Texas . . . they service each other with love, sex and affection . . . and their new puppy "Boner" is a cute little mutt.

And oh yeah. It turns out Billy Joe's pa was right. "Where there's a will, there's a way."

The End