This is a story about 2 teenage guys who discover man sex and love for each other while on a summer vacation at the farm. It begins slowly but builds in intensity as the days go by and their relationship deepens. If you are underage, or if man to man sex or normal reproductive acts of farm animals offend you then you should move on to something else. I would appreciate any comments emailed to me at ndman72@yahoo.com. BOYS ON THE FARM is a work of pure fiction -- the characters and the events do not represent any person or situation. Copyright (c)1999, all rights reserved. Please do not post in any other forum, newsgroup, or publication.
BOYS ON THE FARM.
Day Nine.
The thunderstorm approached in the darkness, heralding its imminent arrival with flashes of lightning and mutters of thunder. Intermittant breaths of wind came through the open windows of the upstairs bedroom. The nude boys slept peacefully, covered only with the bedsheet. They were nestled together in the double bed, completely relaxed and content in their love for one another. Tristan had snuggled against David's back and was holding him with one arm.
The lightning flashes grew brighter and the thunder became louder as the storm approached. It began to disturb the sound sleep of the teenage boys--Tristan was the first one to become aware of it. Sleepily he stirred, feeling the entire length of his body caressed by David's closeness. His cock, nestled against David's ass, stirred with a life of its own. Reassured by the intimate physical contact, Tristan relaxed once more to drift back to sleep.
The steady flash of the lightning and increasing noise of the thunder made continued sleeping impossible. Not to mention the feelings produced from the hardon that Tristan had sprung! Realizing that a storm was approaching, Tristan opened his eyes and shook David. "Wake up David, a storm is coming...should we do something?"
"Mmmmmm, what?" David murmured, waking from a deep sleep.
"A storm is coming, should we do something?"
"You scared or what?"
"No, I'm not scared, but I can't sleep with the lightning and the thunder. Should we shut the windows?" Tristan stroked his fingers across David's chest and nipples as he spoke. Then, he moved his hand down across David's belly and began running his fingers through David's pubes.
"Don't need to shut the windows unless the rain comes in," David said as he stretched luxuriously. "Oh man, Tristan, it feels so good when you do that." He couldn't resist the sensuous feelings that were igniting in his body--his cock became a rod of iron and was pulsing its drumbeat of eroticism.
"Good. I love touching you, David." Tristan continued to run his fingers across as much of David's front as he could reach--lightly stroking David's thighs, crotch, belly and chest with his fingertips. Tristan's cock was hard and aching with its need as Tristan was slowly thrusting with his hips against David's ass cheeks. Precum was oozing out of his cock head, lubricating its way towards David's sensitive pucker. Soon, Tristan's cockhead was there, pushing and rubbing on David's back door.
The double stimulation was making David's horniness surge as he floated on waves of pleasure. His cock was demanding to cum again and his balls were drawn up tight, ready to shoot their blasts of hot cum.
David turned over so he was facing Tristan. Reaching down, he grabbed Tristan's meat and slid that fat cock next to his own hard tool. The flashes of lightening were bright enough now so David could see Tristan's smooth face and dark, curly hair. "You do me and I'll do you, Tristan-you make me so horny..." Tristan gazed back at David's blonde hair and gorgeous looks, drinking in the close up view of his face. "Ok, let's try it."
The boys were oblivious to the storm outside, caught up in their randy feelings. The sounds of thunder and heavy rain drowned out the noise of their bodies thrusting and their panting breath. David reached his climax first, involuntarily groaning and pouring his cum out in sudden jolts of an intense orgasm. Pushed to his climax by David's obvious signs of carnal pleasure, Tristan began to shoot his strings of hot, white cum. His balls pumped their bursts of cum out of his meaty cock as it was stroked to completion by David. The boys' bellies and crotches were covered with each other's orgasmic offerings.
David slid his arms around Tristan and pulled him tight, crotches and juices mingling tightly. Tristan couldn't resist--he hugged David back, kissed David's cheek and murmured, "I love you David."
David was moved to reply by kissing Tristan's forehead. Then they fell back to sleep to the sound of rain falling, holding each other closely--chest to chest, crotch to crotch, with their legs intertwined.
The sound of the birds outside woke David. He and Tristan were still intertwined and he slowly moved to disentangle himself. Ouch! Ouch! Sections of their skin and pubic hair were glued together with dried cum!
Tristan woke from David's movement and the pain of their separation as David was attempting to pull away. Fingers were quickly inserted between them to ease apart the areas of adhesion. "I guess this almost made us inseparable!" joked Tristan as they pulled themselves apart.
David smiled and answered, "Yeah, who would have thought this would happen. Man, you made me cum so hard it made lights flash in my head."
"You dope, that was lightning!"
"I know, but it sure fit the feeling! But, now I've got to take a piss so let's get dressed."
The boys brushed and pealed off the remaining evidence of their nocturnal encounter while dressing. Tristan watched David as he did so, noting that David's ballsack was showing fewer signs of the bruise it sustained from the bb pellet. He never tired of seeing David's beautiful male body with its uncut cock and dangling balls.
David caught Tristan looking and flaunted his semi-hard cock before hiding it behind his underwear and pulling on some jeans. Tristan's cock was semi-erect too as the sight of David's naked body reminded Tristan of what they had done a few hours earlier.
They opened the bedroom and downstairs they went. Together they were in the bathroom and quickly pulling their cocks out and pissing a full, healthy stream! Tristan finished first, shaking his cock and stripping the last drops from it, moved his hips suggestively.
"Don't you ever get enough?" David whispered?
"No, not when you're around."
"Save it for later, man. Quit playing with it so we can eat some breakfast!"
Once they sat down in the kitchen, Grandma fed them some breakfast. "You boys are up early this morning", she commented. She watched the two happy boys eat hungrily, thinking how they were precious to her. She chatted with them and savored their youthful looks and enthusiasm for life as only an older person can.
They headed for the outdoors as soon as they were done eating, running through the wet grass over to the barn where Grandpa was. He was opening the gate from the pasture and chasing the mare named Bertha in!
"Looks like Ace will get some action this morning," smiled David.
"Yeah, and we get to watch him use that awesome cock of his, too!"
"Mornin' Grandpa!" "Morning!"
"Mornin' boys. You're up early this morning."
"Yeah, birds woke us up and decided we couldn't sleep." "Is Ace gonna breed this mare?"
"Yep, if you stay you need to be still and not spook the horses."
"OK." "We will."
Tristan's cock was getting that tingling feeling and was starting to swell just from the anticipation of what he knew would happen next. He slipped a hand in his pocket and adjusted his package to a more comfortable position. He noticed David was doing the same thing!
In the meantime, Grandpa had gone into the barn and in a moment returned leading Ace with a rope. The mare was watching them as they approached. Her tail was held up high and the boys could see her cunt winking as she stood there. Ace moved quickly over to the mare to smell her rear end-his long, black cock sliding out and curving down. As Ace continued to smell her cunt and curl his upper lip that immense horse cock of his continued to lengthen and straighten into an incredible display of maleness, the end of it flaring outwards!
With a quickness that was surprising for his massive size, Ace lifted himself up and straddled the mare with his front legs, seeking her cunt with his rigid cock. The angle wasn't quite right and he missed a few times before Grandpa stepped close and guided Ace's cock into the mare. In just a few plunges Ace buried his 30 inch cock into the mare and fucked her with short, quick strokes. Tristan pulled David over a little and they climbed the fence so they could watch from the side and see clearly. Much too soon Ace was done and was pulling out, his cock only semi-hard and glistening wet. He stood behind her, smelling of her female scent while his cock drooped limply, almost touching the ground.
After a moment, Grandpa was able to lead Ace back into the barn, Ace's cock retracting back inside his body as he walked. When Grandpa came back out, he chased Bertha back out into the pasture to be with her colt. Then he rejoined the boys who were still standing up on the fence.
Grandpa noticed how they had watched the horse's act of reproduction and figured it was time to give them more of an education. "Any grownup ever talk to you boys about sex?" he asked.
"Just a little in school," was David's reply. "No, not really," Tristan answered.
"Sex is the second more powerful urge people have. I think hunger is the first, but most people in this country have never felt true hunger. Those urges in us and animals are there for a reason-the urge of hunger promises the survival of the individual and the urge of sex promises the survival of the species. The thing that makes us different from animals is that we have rational, thinking minds and are able to make conscious decisions regarding our behavior.
Ace responded instintively as an animal to a female in season. And those instincts are very, very strong. Don't ever get in the way or try to stop a stallion or a bull from breeding once they are near a female in season. I know of several people who have gotten seriously hurt or killed by their livestock for trying to stop them.
The other thing you should realize about sex between people is that is can it be used as an instrument of goodness and love or as an expression of destruction and hate. So many things in our world are like that--whether you think of guns, or drugs, nuclear energy, the environment, or even the way a person lives their life."
Tristan had to ask a question. "But Grandpa, how can sex be an instrument of destruction? Sex makes babies, just like Ace and Bertha were doing."
"Rape and prostitution are a couple of the ways that the gift of sex is misused and diminishes or destroys the people's lives who are involved. By diminishing and cheapening the value of sex, you are degrading yourself and the other person or persons involved. All parties involved can be considered victims. Sex is a wondrous gift to each other when it is expressed in a loving and caring relationship. It is an intimate and total sharing of yourself with another person and in the process, it produces the miracle of babies."
David chimed in at this point. "In school they just taught us about anatomy and how it takes an egg and a sperm cell to make babies."
Grandpa continued his education to the boys. "Yep, science teaches us that. What science and schools forget to tell us is the wonder of how something so tiny and so complicated as two special cells, each with half the necessary genes to create a human being, join and multiply to produce a person capable of thinking and learning and emotions. Once you think about that, you realize that each one of us is the result of a miracle."
"Wow, Grandpa, you should be a teacher." "Yeah."
"No, no. I'm just a farmer who has time to think when I'm working in the field. But I thought you boys should know that there is more to sex than just the act."
"Thanks Grandpa."
"Sure. You boys ready to help me move some machinery to another hay field this morning? It's a little too wet to mow yet but we can move the tractors this morning so maybe this afternoon I can cut hay."
"You bet. Can I drive?"
"One of you can drive the pickup and the other one can ride with me and help drive the tractor. Then you can switch when we move the second one."
"Super!" "Fantastic!"
That was how the boys spent the rest of the morning--moving equipment and getting to drive. A cool breeze was blowing and the air was so clean and fresh. The air was filled with the sweet smell of clover, alfalfa, and grass. Huge bumblebees that were visible from the road flew busily from blossom to blossom collecting pollen. The dalmations, Fritz and Mabel, came along and rode in the back of the pickup. They enjoyed the ride too, heads hanging out and sniffing the air as they drove.
The boys saw birds of all sizes and kinds as they drove slowly through the prairie. Growing up in the city they had never seen much wildlife and they excitedly pointed out the different species while Grandpa named them. Flying about the prairie in their daily quest for food were meadowlarks, hawks, red-winged blackbirds, sparrows, killdeer, kingbirds, and even a couple of big crows! As they drove past some sloughs the waterfowl were swimming and diving in the water surrounded by reeds. Ducks of all colors and sizes were busy with their ducklings--mallards, canvasbacks, and the smaller teal were abundant and there were a couple of Candadian geese families out on an little island in one slough.
Also while driving along a shelterbelt of trees they came upon a covey of ring-tailed pheasants running to hide in the tall grass and trees. Then, they even saw a glimpse of a red fox slipping through the grass--the dogs saw it too and barked and whined--they were ready to chase that fox! It was a glorious morning to be out on the prairie!
Grandma had lunch waiting for them when they returned to the farm after moving the equipment. The fresh air and excitement had made the boys ravenous and they attacked the delicious country food.
After lunch Grandpa took the dogs and drove out to the hayfield to start mowing hay. He told the boys they could stay at the farm since he would be gone the rest of the day and there wasn't much for them to do if they came with him. That was just fine with them--they had fun things they wanted to do!
As they stepped outside, they noticed the day had gotten very warm and was humid from the rain last night. They stood on the porch, discussing what to do. First they decided to check on Ace. They ran to the barn to find him munching on some hay. Tristan turned to David and asked, "Have you ever petted Ace?"
"Yeah, a couple of times. Is that what you want to do?"
"Do you think I could? It would be so awesome!"
"Here, I'll get the lead rope out and hook it to his halter then tie him to a post so you can pet him." David had seen Grandpa do that before and was confident he could do this for Tristan with no problem. Within a few minutes, David had led the 2000 pound stallion over to a post in the barn and tied the rope. "Now go get a small pail of oats out of the grain bin and you can give them to him and pet him."
Tristan fed Ace the oats and carefully ran his hands over Ace's neck and back, startled when Ace flinched as a fly bit him on the other side. Becoming braver, Tristan bent over to take a closer look at Ace's sexual equipment. Ace's cock was just peeking out of the short sheath that horses have, the rounded head of it showing. And his balls were the size of large apples! "Just look at him, David! This is so awesome!" Tristan turned to look at David and continued, "Wasn't it something this morning when Grandpa grabbed Ace's cock to put it in that mare?"
"Yeah, I guess so. Don't mess around with him too much, Tristan. We don't want anything to happen. We better untie him and let him be."
"OK, I was able to touch him. But phew, now my hands stink like horse! I better wash them."
Next the boys decided to get their BB guns and shoot some of the many sparrows living in the haymow. After a short time, they agreed it was too hot to stay there and decided to go down to the river. They got the fishing poles and headed to find some shade and cool water.
It was a very hot walk down the trail to the river wearing their t-shirts and jeans. David stripped off his t-shirt and tied it around his waist and Tristan quickly copied him. It was a relief to get those sticky t-shirts off and the fitful breeze felt cooling to their hairless chests and bellies, except for the thin line of hair running down from their navels to disappear into their jeans.
The cows were on the other side of the river, resting in the shade. Remembering what Grandpa said about disturbing stallions and bulls, they looked for the bull. He was standing in the shade facing away from the boys, idly swishing his tail at the insects that tried to feast on him.
"Look at the nuts on that bull hang down!" Tristan exclaimed. They were hanging down about a 12 inches in an elongated ball sack that swayed slightly as the bull shifted his weight while swinging his tail. "Have you ever seen a bull fuck a cow, David?"
"Nope. And stay away from him, Tristan. Get your mind off sex for awhile. Let's do some fishin'."
"Just admit it, David. You like sex."
"I like sex--but I don't think about it all the time."
"I don't either but I can't help it when I'm always seeing the equipment on these animals."
"OK, OK. Let's just do some fishin'."
They tried fishing in the shade but the mosquitoes drove them to the other side of the river to a spot that was sunnier. Before crossing the river they took off their pants to wade across. Tristan was hot and he had no shame in pulling off the rest of his clothes. Then he fished standing there totally naked, his cock hanging down past his balls and swaying as he moved.
David was still wearing his briefs and Tristan was able to admire the way David's package was outlined by the white cotton. Tristan was enjoying his nudity and wanted David to loosen up and enjoy it with him. "Hey David, I love it down here. Not wearing any clothes is really radical--get naked, man!"
Making a face at Tristan, David reached down with one hand and stripped off his briefs, then wiggled his hips at Tristan, showing off his uncut cock and balls. That did it! Tristan was done fishing--he was ready to play. Putting down the fishing pole Tristan announced, "I'm ready for a swim man," and went wading into the river.
David threw down his fishing pole half disgustedly--with Tristan's splashing in the water he didn't have a chance of catching any fish now! He splashed into the water at a run yelling, "Scare my fish away and you pay for it!" He jumped on Tristan, pulling him down into the refreshing water, dunking him in the process.
Tristan couldn't let David get away with that and they wrestled one another for a second dunking--they wrestlied front to front, bodies touching everywhere with no concern for the areas of body contact. This time the dunking was a mutual one. Coming up for air, the boys began to swim a little before just floating on their backs, their cocks floating on the water.
The boys relaxed in the cool water without saying much until Tristan spoke up. "This is so cool, David. I mean swimming naked and everything. We could never could have done this in the city--too many people around. I think I'm going to try to get a full-body tan before we have to go home...how about you?"
"So now you're going to be a nudist?"
"Whatever."
"I'll tell you one thing--I don't want my cock sunburned the way I burnt my ass!" was David's very serious reply.
"Yeah, can you imagine a having a dick that is sore all of the time--you couldn't do much with it then!" snickered Tristan. "I'm going to lay out in the sun for a while now and get started on my tan--no white skin for me!" Tristan swam over to the shallows and headed for the big rock that the river couldn't budge. He laid back on the warm rock, closing his eyes and soaking up its warmth and the rays of the sun, his cock hanging down and his ball sack fully relaxed, hanging low as well.
The image of Tristan was so natural and beautiful in this setting that it impressed itself unforgettably into David's brain. For years afterwards, he could remember that afternoon and the image of Tristan stretched out on the rock! At present, David's mind was more occupied with the feelings it was producing in his body--his cock stopped bobbing in the water and the foreskin pulled back to expose his sensitive cockhead to the cool water, adding a new sensation to the erotic feelings sweeping over him.
David climbed out of the river and walked over to join Tristan on the rock--his hand cradling his bouncing cock. Tristan opened his eyes as David came near and immediately noticed David's condition. "Need some help with that?" he asked with a crooked smile, feeling his own cock begin to swell with its own interest.
"Yeah, maybe," David replied as he laid next to Tristan on the warm rock.
"What's this maybe stuff? Your cock isn't saying maybe!"
"I know."
"So what should we do about it?"
"Wanna suck it?"
"Sure."
Tristan shifted down and began to play with David's cock and balls with his fingers while going down on him! Tristan was beginning to get pretty good at it--alternately sucking and running his tongue over David's hot throbbing cock. As his sexual tension mounted, David automatically reached with both hands to hold Tristan's head while it was bobbing up and down over his crotch. The soft brushings of Tristan's hair over his hands was subconsciously noted by David in his state of sensous ejoyment. Before much longer he was reaching the peak of sexual tension, tensing his body before reaching climax.
"Oh Tristan, here...it...is," and he buried his cock clear up to his pubes in Tristan's mouth and unloaded his cum down Tristan's throat the second time that day! It felt so good when he was doing that.
When Tristan backed off David's cock, he grinned and swallowed. Tristan's 7 inch hardon was jutting out heavily and precum had beaded at the tip. He grabbed his meat and jerked a couple of times then said teasingly, "Ok man, my big buddy here needs some relief so what you gonna do for him?"
"Fair is fair." With those words David came over to kneel between Tristan's legs. He used one hand to massage and stroke Tristan's cock while the other hand was playing with his balls. This was different, handling Tristan's cock and balls in broad daylight-up to now it had been in the dark and he couldn't see what he was doing so clearly. After watching how the darker skin of Tristan's dick and ball sack would move around as he rubbed and caressed it, he bent further down to take Tristan's deep red cockhead into his mouth.
"Oh, that's so good David, keep going," breathed Tristan.
David was able to keep his hand on Tristan's cock while working the end of it with his mouth and tongue. After a few minutes of this, he thought he would surprise Tristan and run his tongue down Tristan's cock since he couldn't fit that monster entirely in his mouth. He started out with a tentative lick on the underside and was encouraged with the involuntary pulsing and thrust it created in Tristan's cock along with a moan of pleasure. He kept at it until he had done the entire underside and THEN he moved down to Tristan's balls. It was kinda fun to move his balls around while licking Tristan's hairless ball sack.
Precum was dripping out of Tristan's piss slit by now and Tristan could hardly stand the slow stimulation and the suspense of waiting for his release any longer! "David, that feels really neat but do my cock more, I need to cum so bad," he begged.
David moved right away back to the jerk and suck combination he had tried earlier and with this additional stimulation, Tristan reached orgasm quickly.
"I'm almost there...its coming...its coming...here it comes!" Tristan gasped out.
David quit his sucking at these words but kept up his stroking to watch the several spurts of cum leap from Tristan's cock. The first spurt went the furthest and hit David on the chin! He wiped it off with his fingers and then smelled it before wiping it on the rock. "Yup, it smells just like it tastes," he commented.
"It was so neat what you did when you licked me," Tristan said as he reached over to touch David on the thigh.
"I thought I would try something since I can't get your cock in my mouth like you can do mine," David explained with a sheepish grin. "It's getting kinda late, maybe we should head back."
"OK, I wish I didn't have to put those jeans back on though."
The boys strolled back to the farmyard without shirts on, laughing and talking without a care in the world. When they got back, Tristan went into the barn check on Ace to work on his name carving some more went to get them something to drink.
"Hey Tristan, Grandma told me to tell you that your dad called a little bit ago and said he would be calling back about 9:00 this evening," David said as he handed Tristan a soda.
"He's probably worrying about when I'll be home on Saturday so he can pick me up," Tristan replied. "I wish we could stay here all summer, David. I've never had so much fun in my whole life put together as I have had here with you."
"Same here."
The boys killed time until 7:30 when they went inside and showered together as was normal for them now. They washed each other's hair and soaped each other's body, mostly just for fun since they had relieved their sexual urges twice that day already. Tristan slipped a full body hug into the process which David half-heartedly returned, signaling his current lack of interest in doing anything more. They dried off and got dressed with a minimum of fooling around.
Supper was a casserole and fresh buns--Grandma sure knew how to cook delicous foods--everything she made was so tasty and so satisfying to eat--not like the fast meals out of boxes and cans he and his Dad would eat at home!
Soon after they finished eating, the phone rang--it was Tristan's dad calling back. Of course, David could only hear one side of the conversation.
"Hi Dad. Oh fine. We're having the greatest time here... well, lots of things. We've been helping David's grandpa and then we go swimming, been shooting gophers, rode in a parade and went to a county fair--I got motion sickness really bad from the rides though. Yeah, I'm just fine now." Then there followed a long period of silence as Tristan was listening.
"What! Dad! You can't do that--it'll ruin everything!" More silence followed.
"When? Dad! I don't want to move! Can't I stay with David?" Tristan listened again.
"Yeah dad, sure. It's just wonderfully crappy. Bye."
Tristan came into the dining room totally changed in his appearance. White circles had appeared on his cheeks, his ears were bright red and his expression was both angry and upset. "I can't believe what he's doing to me!. I have to pack and move down to Texas as soon as I get home cuz he took a promotion and has to transfer!"
David's face mirrored the emotions that flew through him--shock, dismay, and finally it settled into sadness. "When?" was all he could utter.
"The mover's will load us a week from Monday."
Grandma tried to sooth him by saying, "I'm sure your dad has a very good reason to make this move. He's only trying to do what he thinks is best in the long run."
Tristan angrily replied, "Maybe for him, but did he ever think about what I might have wanted? No, he didn't even ask me! I don't want to go!" With that outburst he turned and ran up the stairs to the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him.
Grandma looked over at David and saw the woeful expression on his face. "Give him a few moments David to collect himself. Then go tell him that both of you are always welcome to spend time together in the summer here--maybe that will help him accept what has to be done. A fact of life is that sometimes things happen that we can't do anything about except make the best of them." David got his goodnight hug from Grandma and headed upstairs.
He found Tristan sitting on the bed, totally depressed. "What do we do now, David?" he asked. "I can't bear to think about not being around you and holding you and all that stuff."
"I don't want you to move either, Tristan. But what choice do you or I have? At least Grandma said we could spend time together during our summers here if we wanted to."
"She did, really?"
"Yeah dude, she really did." David put his arm around Tristan's shoulders for a moment and then said, "Come on, dude. Let's get ready for bed."
The boys did so, stripping their clothes off and climbing beneath the covers. Tristan immediately reached over and pulled David close while saying, "I need to hold you David, so bad, cuz I won't have too many more chances before moving. I love you, man and it won't make any difference how far apart we live--I'll always love you."
David gave Tristan a reassuring squeeze and then they laid there, not talking but holding each other and gently running their hands over one another. The soothing touches helped relax and calm them until they drifted off to sleep, held tightly in each others' arms.