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"Storm Chaser" chapter 29
Daryl refused to let Nick put his shirt back on until he was dressed himself. "I am sure they are wondering where I am. I was supposed to come in to get a sheet from in here." Nick said and smiled as Daryl ran his fingers through the hair on Nick's chest and belly. " You found exactly what they sent you in here for." Daryl and moved to his tip toes for another kiss. "Alright sweetie. We need to go and help get dinner ready or we will be the dinner entertainment." Nick said. "Oh what kind of entertainment would we be ?" Daryl said. "Well I plan to fuck that tight ass until you sing and then breed it deep." Nick said. "I don't mind being entertainment then." Daryl laughed. "Private entertainment later. Just for me." Nick said. "Just for you my love." Daryl said as Nick pulled his t shirt back on and adjusted his raging cock in his jeans.
Carl and Kurt were busy getting the tables ready when Nick and Daryl came back into the living room area. " Send an employee to get a folded sheet and he comes back with a man." Carl laughed. "Sorry boss but not sorry." Nick said and grinned. "Alright you two. Homecoming can start after we eat. They will all be here any minute. Grab something and get it on the tables." Kurt said.
Everything was ready as the groups began to arrive. Mike had put his salad in four different serving dishes so each table would have their own. He and Kurt divided the pasta and meat sauce into four serving bowls also. Everyone arrived and Nick was pleased to bless the table before eating. Daryl was overwhelmed with how many seemed really glad to see him. As the group began to eat both Stuart and Walt talked about what everyone should expect beginning in about three hours. There were a few questions but were quickly answered to everyone's satisfaction. "I don't see how you guys go out and chase down tornadoes." Brody said. "It's like you riding in a race, or that moment during sex when everything else just fades away. All that is important in life is that moment." Doug said and winked. "Never heard of chasing tornadoes compared to sex but then again I am not surprised at Doug explaining it that way." Walt laughed.
Daryl offered to help clean up but Beverly, Mike and Kurt pushed him out the door. "You need to go get some sleep." Mike said. "And you mister. He is about to fall asleep standing up. You can have your homecoming romp after he sleeps." Kurt said pointing at Nick. "Yes Boss." Nick said and laughed. The rest of the group either refilled tea or coffee and sat around the tables and chatted. Doug seemed to be obsessed with questions about the rodeo. Rigs and Brody answered all his questions the best they could. " So you have rodeo horses on the farm ? What about bulls ?" Doug said looking towards Carl. "Only one rodeo horse here and that one is Brody's. The bulls are here for breeding." Carl said. "Yeah we raise lovers not fighters." Kurt said and laughed. "Please don't get him started." Walt said and shook his head.
Rigs and Brody offered to give Doug a quick tour of the farm and the stables. The rest of the group stayed and chatted as the three left for the tour. Doug had always pictured farms as sloppy and smelly places with areas of abandoned old farm equipment. This farm was just the opposite. Everything was neat, clean and even the horse corrals had been weeded under the edge of the fences. The main house sat across the field with a large pond in front of the house. "Carl and Kurt should be moving in next week. The last group of tornadoes that came through did some damage to the house." Rigs said. "Did one touch down here ?" Doug asked. "They said it was airborne or something like that. It was the debris and the wind." Rigs said. " I bet that was scary." Doug said. "Not really. We have a storm shelter here, at the main house and one at the bunk houses." Rigs said.
The tour was a short walking tour. The three made their way around to the stables on their way back to Carl and Kurt's. "What was that ?" Doug said. " What ?" Rigs said. "May have been one of the horses." Brody said. "That was no horse. That my friends was the sound of a man in heat." Doug said. The group slowly made their way into the barn. "Oh fuck me please. I need that cowboy dick inside me." came a muffled voice. Rigs made his way over to the window that looked into the tack room. "You were right." he whispered. The other two joined him at the window with Brody in the middle. "Now, that is what I call some hot, live porn." Doug whispered in Brody's ear causing shivers to go down his spine.
Inside the tack room the men watched as Daryl lay draped naked over a saddle on a sawhorse. Nick was squatting behind him and seemed to be really enjoying his dessert of man ass. The men stood still watching through the window. When Nick would start at the base of Daryl's nut sack and lick up past his rosebud and move across so he could lightly bite a soft white ass cheek Doug would let out a primal moan. "Damn that cowboy knows his stuff." Doug whispered. Nick would move back and start at the nut sack again. This time he moved up Daryl's back with his tongue as he slid two fingers inside Daryl's ass and power finger fucked him. "DAAMMMNN. Look at that boy tremble. He can do anything he wants with him now." Doug whispered.
Rigs and Broidy stood glued to the scene with their cocks straining in their shorts. Doug's play by play action and comments just made everything even hotter. "Yeah eat that man pussy. Make him beg for that hard dick." Doug whispered as he unbuckled and lowered his jeans and underwear. Doug licked a finger of one hand and slid it down the back of Brody's shorts. Neither man flinched when their fingers met. Rigs had also slid one hand down the back of Brody's shorts. The two men got into a rhythm that was almost mechanical. Rigs would slide his finger inside Brody and then as soon as he removed it Doug would insert his. Doug smiled realizing that he got more moans from Brody. Rigs would insert his finger and circle it around stretching the tight ass ring but when Doug inserted his he went straight for the prostate and either massaged it or next take his finger and tap hard on the love nut.
Doug and Rigs continued their play with Brody's ass but all three watched the live porn show right before them. Doug watched carefully and as Nick stood and placed the tip of his cock at Daryl's ring he counted to himself. "One, two ,three." he whispered. He quickly placed his hand over Brody's mouth and nose as he shoved three fingers deep inside Brody as the three watched Nick shove his long cock deep inside Daryl. Both Daryl and Brody seemed to shoot their loads hands free at the same time. One inside the room and the other balancing on the two men's fingers up his ass outside the window. "Ah a horny little devil. You can cum without touching yourself." Doug whispered. All Brody could do with his small body impaled on three fingers from one man and two from another was whimper.
"Oh yeah ride that cowboy cock." Nick called out. The three watched from the window as Nick held on to Daryl's shoulders and plowed his hard cock in and out of his ass. "Oh yeah boy take that hard dick up that sweet ass. " Doug said, still fingering Brody's ass. Brody had shot his load into the front of his underwear since they had only uncovered his ass. He reached both hands inside his underwear and coated his hands with his fresh seed. Pulling his hands out he reached on both sides of him and began jacking the two men's exposed hard cocks. Doug reached down and pulled his t shirt up over his head and tossed it to the side. Rigs was wearing a western style shirt and had already unsnapped it and had it draped back over his shoulders.
"Oh yeah little man. Watch that dick come all the way out of that sweet ass and then slam back in balls deep. That's the proper way to fuck a tight boy ass." Doug whispered. His whispers were loud enough for the other two men to hear but not loud enough for Nick and Daryl. The sound of skin slapping would have drowned out any whispering or moans the other men could produce. Doug turned and leaned his hairy chest against Brody's shoulder. "Oh yeah baby. Drain those balls for me." Doug whispered as he dug two fingers inside Brody's ass. "AAAAAAhhhhhhhh..........FFFFFFFFFffffuuuuuccckkkkk.... " Daryl shouted. All attention went back to the show inside the room. Daryl shot ropes of semen over the horn of the saddle as he leaned his shoulders back into Nick's chest. "UUUUUgggghgggggghhhhhhh..." Nick growled as he pulled his cock all the way out of Daryl's ass and shoved it back in quickly and released his first shot. His knees looked weak but he long dicked Daryl's bowels spreading his seed from the ring to balls deep.
Both men began breathing rapid as Brody's jacked them both. "Ohhhhhh......fffuuucckkk..." Doug whispered as his body jerked and his fresh seed sprayed all over Brody's side. Rigs just moaned and jerked as his seed sprayed Brody's other side. "Damn boys. I may have to buy me a cowboy ranch. I thought it was all dust and cow shit but as many fucking hot cowboys as there is around here. I could start a whole new breeding program." Doug whispered and leaned over and kissed Brody on the cheek. " I thought you roped tornadoes." Rigs said, trying to catch his breath. He had lay his forehead on Brody's shoulder. "Hell can't do that forever but I could ride me some cowboy asses until my dying day." Doug said rubbing his softening cock against Brody's side.
The group headed back to Mike and Stuart's were ready to leave when Doug arrived back. "You guys have a beautiful farm." Doug said. "Look at that boy. Carl if you have some funky looking calves in a few months you can blame that on Doug. I can see he got his rocks off. Just look at his face. Poor damn cows." Walt said. "Alright old man. Jealous ? It's going to be a long night in that truck." Doug said. "Yep and since you got you some I don't have to worry about you perving on me." Walt laughed. "Only in your dreams old man." Doug said. :I wonder what happened ?" Carl whispered to Kurt. "No clue and don't care as long as it wasn't between you or I." Kurt said. " No worries here." Carl said. "Nor here." Kurt said and kissed Carl before following the group out the door.
The storms began to form and head in their direction. Walt and Doug had left to position themselves. Stuart had two computers in front of him and Kurt had one as they were watching the system build. Stuart explained different things that were showing up on the computer. Stuart was pleased that Kurt seemed to soak it up like a sponge. Beverly was in a chair between the two but slightly behind them so she could see all three screens. Stuart was even more pleased that even she was asking questions. He knew then that he had a dedicated crew in his office.
Mike entered with fresh coffee and some danishes for the group. " What do you think Doug got up to at the farm ?" Mike asked. "No clue. Carl asked the same thing but I just said as long as it was neither of us I didn't care." Kurt said. " Well my man was safe at your house with me." Beverly laughed. "I don't think you have to worry about your husband. That man worships the ground you walk on." Mike said. "Have to keep him on his toes and guessing. Can't give him time to look around. " Beverly said and laughed. "So that is how it works." Mike said. "Don't even go there. I promise you that you have no worries." Stuart said and laughed.
Within a half hour both Stuart and Kurt were busy. Beverly watched carefully and was able to pick up on some of what the two were looking at. The first outbreak was about sixty miles away. Kurt was busy giving Walt and Doug GPS coordinates and Stuart was busy giving the National Weather Service updates and better doppler radar reflectivity. Stuart would show both Kurt and Beverly the difference in the wind bands on the radar and the debris fields. "You sure you still want to work with us ?" Kurt asked. "Hell yeah." Beverly said and smiled.
Another thirty minutes later and the room got tense as they lost contact with Walt and Doug. One of the GPS readings that Kurt gave them earlier was a direct hit. There was data coming into the laptop at the end of the table showing that the tornado was a direct ground hit on one of their portable sensor units. "Awesome spotting Kurt. Let's just hope the boys were able to place it and it was not still in the truck." Stuart said. About five minutes later Kurt let out a deep breath and sat back in his chair placing his hands over his face. "They are fine. Walt just sent a text or IM saying we are fine. Direct hit on one unit." Kurt said. "Message him back and tell them to head back closer." Stuart said pointing to the bottom of the screen and a huge cell headed in their direction.
All three watched as the warmings popped up with the storm that on its current path would reach them within two hours. "Call your husband and tell him to make sure everyone at the ranch is near a shelter in about an hour or so. May not need them but better safe than sorry." Stuart said. "What about us ?" Beverly said. " Mike has a shelter here but if at any time you feel like you need to go back to the ranch it will not upset me." Stuart said. "No I am fine and this is free. I am not turning this time in. I am learning so much of what you do." Beverly said before pulling her phone from her pocket to call her husband. After Kurt sent the messages to Walt and Doug he called Carl.
Kurt rolled his chair over and watched as the data began to run and compute on the laptop. "Wow this recorded three different winds speeds of one hundred sixty eight miles per hour." Kurt said. "Alright Mr. meteorologist student. What storm would that be then." Stuart said. "According to the sensors it would be an F3." Kurt said. "I didn't know that you had gotten that far in your studies." Stuart said. "Well right now it's all boring so I have been studying on my own." Kurt said and smiled. "I thought they rated it by damage." Beverly said. "They do but they try to determine the wind speed by looking at the damage. Then they rate it. It is all about wind speed but in most cases they can only guess at the speed by looking at the damage. They may find damage they feel was even a higher speed than we recorded and rate is as an F4. We can only go off our own data." Stuart said.
The farm was busy getting everything tied down or under a cover. "I didn't figure I would see you two outside tonight." Carl laughed as he walked up to Nick and Daryl. "Storm first. Hurricane Nick later." Daryl said and smiled. "Hurricane Nick huh ? I like that ." Nick laughed. Carl helped the two get the machinery area as ready as possible for strong winds and possible tornadoes. " What ever happened with that hay stacker ?" Daryl asked. "I bought this one over here. The one in Alabama was junk." Carl said. "Boss you knew it was junk from the pictures." Nick laughed. " Pictures can be deceiving." Carl laughed. " Thank Kurt for me." Daryl said. "Kurt ? That was totally my idea. He just agreed." Carl laguhed. "Well then thank you boss." Nick said.
Stuart had called Mike over the intercom and told him that everyone had been warned. Mike was busy carrying fresh supplies to the storm shelter. The shelter was built to hold six very comfortably but the most that had ever been in it at one time was two so he carried extra blankets and pillows in case they were needed. Stuart was busy mapping out a timeline and showing Beverly and Kurt how he decifered the information they were getting from the radar.
"That was close." Walt said. " Yeah but I still have too much living to do to die." Doug said. "Speaking of. I don't know what happened while you were at the farm and don't really want to know. I have been watching Mike and he is the glue that keeps this group together. Be careful is all I ask because he is not one either of us want to go up against." Walt said. "Speaking of ? He would not kill me I don't think. Besides, I did not start anything. It was them." Doug said. "Them ? Wait I don't want to know." Doug said. " We happened up on Nick and Daryl going at it. Rigs and Brody got so horned up they involved me. It was not me." Doug said. "Just be careful. If you do like you did in Baton Rouge I don't think Stuart will come to your rescue. You will be all Mike's." Walt said. "Thought we agreed to never discuss that again. " Doug said. "Not discussing it. Just saying that Sturat went to bat for you and our company. Fuck up again and Tornado Mike will run over you like you never existed." Doug said. "Tornado Mike ? We don't name tornadoes." Doug said. " Well I would name that one and I love ya bro but I would turn my back on this and see what was left." Doug said. " Alright I get it." Doug said.
" I will either go with the others or may even go to Mike's with Kurt so you two can have a private shelter." Carl said. "No need boss. We have already been caught once tonight." Nick laughed. "Caught ?" Daryl said. "Yeah Rigs, Brody and that Doug guy were watching through the tack room window while I was fucking that sweet ass." Nick said. "Oh sorry boss." Nick said. "No need to be sorry. I don't want full details but I get the picture. That must be why Doug was so flustered when he got back to the house." Carl laughed. "You should have told me." Daryl said lightly punching Nick. "Baby you were having too much fun for me to interupt." Nick said and laughed.
Lizzie and her husband surprised the group. Any storm threat for their area was still a good ways off. Lizzie had made two large pots of potato soup and fresh cornbread. Her husband watched as Sturat explained more on the computer screens to Kurt and Beverly while Lizzie went to the main house looking for Mike. "Girl what are you doing out with these storms coming ?" Mike said as he walked up and hugged Lizzie. "With your husband on duty I am not as scared about getting out instead of sitting home waiting. " Lizzie said. "My husband ?" Mike laughed. "Yes your husband. Get used to it." Lizzie said. "If you are trusting him then that is high praise. What did he do ?" Mike said. "What do you mean ?" Lizzie said. "Hell we grew up together and you still don't trust me." Mike laughed. " Just because ya love somebody don't mean you got to trust them." Lizzie said and smiled.
Mike and Lizzie had chatted over a cup of coffee. Kurt had come to the house for a case of bottled water to put in the refrigerator in what was now an office instead of guest house. The weather radio in the house blared a warning from a few counties away. "It's headed this way. You guys can stay here if you want. We have room in the shelter." Mike said. "Thanks for the offer but I think we will be getting home just in case." Lizzie said. As they were headed for the door Walt walked in. "Glad to see you two are alright." Mike said. " It was a little hairy for a few minutes but it was a good trip." Walt said.
Lizzie and her husband stood in the courtyard saying their goodbyes. Kurt and Mike went in the house to get a couple of thermoses to put soup in for Walt and Doug. " That is going to be a delicious comfort out there tonight Mrs. Lizzie. I tasted some from that pot." Walt said. "Just a simple soup but I hope you enjoy it." Lizzie said. Doug just stood and smiled. Lizzie had watched him and realized it was natural for him to flirt with every person he met. Lizzie walked over to Doug and smiled as she saw the flirtation go to a nervous stance. " It was nice to meet you Doug." Lizzie said. "You two Mrs. Lizzie and I am sure the soup will be awesome." Doug said. " To hell with the soup. I like you boy but I know your type. I don't want you leaving here with a string of broken hearts and babies in the winter." Lizzie said. "Babies ? No need in worrying about that." Doug laughed. "Lord works in mysterious ways boy. Never heard of a man or boy giving birth but there is a first time for everything." Lizzie said as she poked her finger in his chest.
"Everything alright baby ?" Lizzie's husband said as he walked up. " Everything is fine honey. You know me. I can handle myself but no problem here at all." Lizzie said. Lizzie's husband was a huge man and the thought of being grabbed by the man made Doug shiver a little. "Alright baby. We need to be getting home." he said. " Go warm the truck up baby. I need to tell MIke bye." Lizzie said. "He may be big but he is a pussy cat compared to me so remember what I said." Lizzie said and turned to walk off. "What are you grinning so big about ?" Doug said as Walt walked up. "I ee she got your number." Walt laughed and walked towards the main house.