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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.
Kole made it to Jake's place before Jake did so he waited in his truck. Jake finally came flying into his parking place and ran to the front door with Chinese carryout. He waved Kole in saying "I've got big news, so I grabbed carryout, so we'd have more time to talk."
Jake started the story telling about his visit to his Grandma in the hospital. Then explained about how she wanted to give the house to Jake. Jake explained the house had been in the family since his great grandparents married. It went to their only son, Jake's Grandpa. A good time back, part of the land was sold off to finance the first family car dealership and the car dealership empire grew while the farm shrunk. But Grandpa didn't sell all the land. He kept the plot with the house on it, some good pastureland and some good hay fields. The hay fields and most of the pasture was rented out to another farmer. Jake would have the house and a barn and a little bit of land. But here was the catch -- beyond mowing a yard Jake was lost on what one did in the country and would need help. He'd need Kole's help.
Jake had just presented an offer that Kole couldn't believe. He would have some land to work on again, even if it was a vegetable garden. Jake continued: "Imagine this. No apartment rent for you. No town home mortgage. We've got a house we can make suit us. We've got a little bit of land." Kole was thinking this was a big decision for someone he hadn't even known for long. But his heart ached for country living, and he had to admit his heart also ached for Jake. Plus Kole knew his uncle had bought the horses when the farm sold. Maybe there was a chance he could buy them back. So Kole said "Let's check the place out."
Jake relayed the info to his Grandmother. She had already decided to move into an apartment upon release from the hospital. She hadn't told Jake's Dad yet but she was going to that night. She asked Jake if he could help her pack the place up Saturday morning. Jake told her he would and that he'd bring a friend to help. A moving service would come for the furniture next week, she said.
Friday night after work, Kole told Jake he was driving tonight and they had some errands to do. After a fast food dinner, Kole pulled into the local farmer's supply store. He walked Jake back to the boot section. "First we've got to get you some real working boots. Your nice boots won't cut it for farm work." Kole picked out a pair of brown Ariat square toe western work boots. Jake thought "That's probably what Jakes's boots looked like a few years back." And they were the same boot, other than the color of the shafts. Jake's had a brown shaft, while Kole's was cream color. Kole recommended some heavier work socks, and some gloves.
Saturday morning, they were off to meet Jake's Grandma in the pickup. Grandma could tell Kole was a polite boy, raised right, as he greeted her with a "Good morning Ma'am." Grandma had made a list of what she wanted packed. The furniture was also marked for the movers. After some time packing and shuffling, Kole was in the other room, and Grandma whispered to Jake "Is this guy gonna help you out here? I can tell he's used to being on a farm and you'll need help getting this place back in shape." Jake blushed and Grandma said "I can tell there's an attraction between the two of you. It seems you complement each other and, pardon my bluntness, you need each other." Jake blushed. Grandma knew she hit a nerve. She also knew the boys had a good time (though she certainly didn't know all the details) as the lady with the cleaning service always called after cleaning up the cabin on Mondays.
The movers showed up and soon the house was emptied of many of Grandma's possessions. Jake's Dad was working that day, but showed up to take Grandma to her new place.
After the moving truck was loaded, Jake said "Let's have a look around." "Not so fast", Kole said. He went to the truck and grabbed the new boots from yesterday. He handed the box to Jake and said "You're a country boy. You should make sure you're wearing these boots around the farm. Then Kole surprised Jake with a Walmart bag. "You'll need these too." Jake looked in the bag and there was a package of white Fruit of the Loom briefs. "Go change, country boy" Kole commanded, and Jake complied
Jake looked great as a farm boy. He was wearing the same pair of old jeans and t-shirt, but now he had the Ariat boots and farm boy underwear on. Kole threw him a ball cap with a tractor name on it and said, "Let's explore." The yard needed mowed. The lot outside the yard needed even more work. Kole wondered what equipment, if any, was still around in the old barn.
Unfortunately, other than a few hand tools and the odd pieces of old equipment, there wasn't much in the barn. The only power equipment they had was a lawn mower stored in the garage. Kole looked around the barn and his imagination went wild. He said "Jake, I'll work on getting us the equipment we need to get the land back into shape. You need to work on a plan for us to have a `play space' in this old barn. Both guys got a little hard at that thought. Without Jake noticing, Kole grabbed a length of old twine and stuck it in his pants pocket.
Kole returned to his truck and grabbed a couple of light weight long sleeve shirts and threw one to Jake. "Put this one and button the sleeves. Be sure to tuck the shirt in. Also, tuck your pants legs into your boots. We're gonna walk back and look at some of the fields. Dressing like this will help keep the ticks off." Jake cringed at the thought of ticks.
Kole led the way with an old machete he found in the barn and watched as Jake followed behind with a backpack containing some bottled water. Jake wasn't comfortable pushing through the overgrown fields and appreciated the path Kole was making for them. Finally they got to a shady spot to rest. "There's a lot of work to be done, but I could imagine the pastureland here would be great for a couple cows or horses." Kole said. Jake agreed, since he certainly had no meaningful input. Kole pointed out there even appeared to be a natural spring somewhere near since the ground was muddy behind them.
"It's time to check for ticks" Kole declared. At Kole's request, Jake removed his hat and shirts. Kole ran his hands though Jake's hairs and proclaimed there were no ticks. Kole then decided he needed to check Jake's underarm hair for ticks (yeah, right) and Jake complied and raised his hands so Kole could check. Kole moved in close and noticed the sweat. And took a good whiff under the pretense of inspecting for ticks. Kole then instructed Jake to drop his pants and underwear so Kole could check there was well. Kole felt Jake's pubic hair around his cock (which was growing rapidly). Kole even felt around Jake's asshole just in case a tick had made it there. While Kole didn't find any ticks, he decided Jake's hardon needed attention and soon had it in his mouth. Jake may not have been comfortable walking through the fields, but he certainly enjoyed a blow job in the country and the load Jake shot proved that! And Jake returned the favor (though he found it odd that Kole didn't make him check for ticks first!).
Kole decided since there were in his type of environment, it was time for him to take control. Kole commanded, "Put your hands together in front of you." Jake was slow to comply and Kole said "I didn't stutter. Put your hands together in front of you." This time Jake complied. Kole pulled out the twine and quickly bound Jake's wrists. Jake had never been tied up before and was amazed at how quickly his dick responded to the ropes.
Kole then unbuckled Jake's belt and slid Jake's pants down. Kole marveled at the bully, now standing in front of him. Jake was shirtless and bound at the wrists. Jake's boots were still tucked into his new boot and the jeans were pulled down exposing Jake's new white briefs. Kole stepped over and grabbed a big handful of wet mud then returned to Jake. Kole pulled the back of Jake's underwear away from his body and planted the big handful of mud in Jake's nice new white underwear. "Fuck!" Jake screamed. No sooner was the word out of his mouth and Kole slapped Jake's ass splattering the mud then Kole pulled the underwear into a wedgie. The mud oozed everywhere. Kole then pulled Jake's jeans back up and fastened the belt.
Enjoying his victim's plight, Kole decided to explore the area of the spring. Watching Jake tiptoe around the mud his hands still bound, Kole commented "You won't be much of a farm boy if you worry about getting dirty. You'll wash up. So will your clothes and your boots." Kole pointed at a larger puddle of water. "Step in there, both feet." Jake said "Yes Sir" and stepped in with one foot. The puddle was deep. As Jake stepped in with his second foot, he felt his fist boot sink even deeper. It was now deep enough water was running over the top of the boot shaft. The second boot suffered the same fate. Jake couldn't have imagined this before. Here he was in the country, wearing "farm boy" boots, his wrists bound, sinking in a mud puddle with a muddy wedgie up his ass -- it sure was a long way from him being the bully and picking on the country boys.
Kole then waded into the puddle with Jake and gave him a gentle shove. There was nothing Jake could do but fall backwards into the muddy puddle. Kole helped Jake up, but Jake was now a muddy mess from head to boots. Now that Jake's new boots were at least partially broken in, they headed back to the house. As they neared the house, Kole untied Jake's wrists and Kole said "That won't be the last time I tie you up!" Kole used is now free hands to pick the muddy underwear out of his ass crack. They hosed off the mud (including the mud from Jake's underwear). Still damp, they climbed into the truck and headed for Jake's house. There, they cleaned up and Kole was again wearing a loaner pair of Jake's boots and some of Jakes's clothes. Jake commented if they both moved into the farmhouse, they wouldn't have to worry about these things. That's what Kole wanted, but it was just happening so fast.
They were soon at Jake's Grandma's apartment in case she needed any help settling in. They moved a few things that the movers hadn't put in exactly the right place. It wasn't long before Grandma sent them off to have fun. Back at Jake's place, they decided to have a few drinks and relax. Jake returned with bourbons and a water chaser for Kole.
Soon Kole brought up the question on both their minds. Who got to decide what fun they'd have that night? Jake volunteered: "Let's wrestle for it!" Kole vetoed that idea, knowing he'd lose a wrestling match with his underwear up his ass. So they flipped a coin. Kole called heads. It was tails. Jake commanded Kole to strip then put his boots back on. Soon, Jake was staring at Kole, who now was wearing a hardon and a pair of Jake's expensive black pointed toe cowboy boots.