When Steve opened the door, he wasn't prepared for the sight.. He knew there was a roommate in the crowded guesthouse. On his way to school, he had stopped to view the Grand Canyon, an experience of a lifetime.
The woman at the counter was peeved he had just walked in. Albeit apologetic she seemed to scorn him like a old movie school marm. Steven knew to appeal to her motherly instincts.
"Well if you don't mind sharing, but it'll be only for one night"
He clutched the suitcases climbing the stairs to the top floor of this old style wooden three floor converted house.
Fumbling about, he finally got the door opened.
He was cute. Flaxen hair. Clean shaven. Wide eyes. He just stared.
"Oh hi uh lady down stairs said I could bunk in for the night"
He was dressed in a body clinging white one piece thing, probably some kind of underwear. But Steve could see the pink flesh color through the cloth.
He smiled stepped closer and stuck out his hand. "Name's Phillip" his pleasant face evolved into a smile that would make magazine photographers drool.
Steve dropped one suitcase to touch the big hand offered him. As his eyes darted towards the hand, the equally impressive mound that was contained the Phillip's crotch captured his stare.
"Uh Steve" he recovered hoping the boy didn't see him still staring lower.
"Nice to meet you sir" Phillip nodded, still smiling "Let me help you"
Steve felt the weight of his remaining suitcase lifting as Phillip took his burden.
"Glad to have someone here actually. Been here for a few days, kind of lonely" He placed Steve's suitcases on the bed with folded bedding, presumably the one designated for Steve's use.
"She said I could only stay one night, someone else expected" Steve opened the suitcases trying to divert his attention for the enticing view. He knew he was gay but had only one physical experience wit h another guy in high school.
On his way to college, Steve hoped that part of his life was about to unfold on campus as well as the rest of his life.
"Yes sir, that's Pride. He's from my hometown. He was supposed to be here before but got delayed. He's due tomorrow"
Steven nodded and turned to face the boy hopefully without his face blushing or his erection being noticed.
"But it's great you're here" Phillip smiled. He adjusted his outfit in a way that Steve thought needed more room.
"That's a uh unique " Steve pointed.
"Yea we wear them at home. Kind of a farm thing I guess. You know, bib overalls, boots, whatever farm boys wear" Phillip shrugged.
"Farm?" Steve proceeded as the two shared backgrounds, thoughts, plans and other chat like two long term friends.
"So what's your plan?" Phillip asked. Steve found himself talking, confessing and wanting to share all his private thoughts...well almost all.
Phillip stood and began to unbutton his translucent underwear as Steve continued to talk.
He stared watching the pink flesh being revealed in a kind of strip tease that certainly was teasing him. He shifted to let his already hard flesh find room to expand further.
Steve didn't know whether he should look away or continue to talk as Phillip peeled the cloth down as if a curtain raising on the show that he hadn't expected. Steve thought he'd probably dream about such a show that night...dashing to the bathroom to relieve himself of the buildup within him.
But this was real. The clothe moved over the round buttocks and thighs falling to the floor.
"Uh you going to shower?" Steve asked.
Phillip turned, looking at ease showing his entire naked body to as stranger.
"Yea been wanting to get wet all day after hiking" :Phillip said "You coming?"
Steve felt like he was experiencing one of the gay porn videos he had masturbated to late at night.
"Yea I guess, let me know when you're done" He said thinking he'd jack off while the naked boy in front of him was in the shower.
"Naw come on. At home on the farm best friends wash each other's backs"
Steve wasn't sure but it appeared as if Phillips dangling penis was fatter then moments ago, perhaps growing.
They didn't speak as Steve stood and lifted his ch shirt off. He knew Phillip was watching. It was if he was back home with Sebastian the one time they decided to try sex.
He lowered his shorts and calvins leaving him naked, his erection popping free into plain slight.
Phillip's eyes met his then he turned away his round buttocks flexing as he walked, leading Steve into a never anticipated but often fantasized experience.
What was as strange was the natural way Phillip moved, as if this was natural for him. He turned on the water and stepped in the two small for two shower stall.
Steve joined him, not sure if he should apologize for his hard penis bushing against the naked farm boy or just try to act as natural as he.
"You first" Philip handed a bar of soap to Steve.
He looked around, "Wash rag?" he asked.
"Naw use your hands, we always do" Phillip smiled
Steve soaped his hands trying not to shake as they moved over the round shoulders, back, sides, buttocks, chest, belly.
Phillip's eyes were closed seeming to allow Steve the privacy of his exploration. He knelt to move his hands around each thick thigh, calf, ankle and foot lifted for him.
His hands slid back up each tree trunk leg letting his fingers hold the boy's testicles and eventually curved hard penis.
Steve felt his gut trying to spew out the jizz that begged for release. He clutched again and again.
"My turn" Phillips hands moved under Steve's armpits guiding him upright. He closed his eyes too concentrating on the strong hands that seemed to explore his body with the same amount of curiosity and worship he had done.
His body wasn't nearly as developed as Phillip's. Then he hadn't worked on a farm. He was mostly slender with some toning thanks to his love of swimming. His balls clutched against his body until Phillips hands touched, gripped and gently weighted them, the heat causing the sac to expand in search for cooler temperatures.
His legs shook as the Phillip seemed to explore each one then moving back to his buttocks and fingering between them, inserting a finger tip where only Steve's own fingers and shoplifted sex toy had been before.
"Relax" Phillip said. Steve opened his eyes looking down towards the wet flaxen hair covered head in time to see the farm boy's tongue reach for his cock.
Sebastian had introduced him to 69ing. But the feeling of Phillip's tongue seemed far more exciting. Steve felt something emit through his penis slit. He didn't want to cum yet, but his body had it's own agenda.
He felt the kiss on his chest realizing he had closed his eyes when the tongue touched the underside of his cock head.
Phillip was smiling and moving closer.
Steve had kissed others before of course. There were aunts and his mother. Girls at parties. Even a strange boy at summer camp. Sebastian and he had kissed but it didn't seem natural then.
Feeling Phillips lips against his felt good, natural and sent shivers through Steve's body. Their lips both opened and tongues touched then explored inside each other.
The hand on his cock prompted Steve to search for and clutch Phillips.
The sounds of their breathing became gasps louder than the hot water that still sprayed over them. Their bodies bumped against the wall and each other.
As they pressed bodies, it was as if they were trying to meld into each other to become one organism seeking some unspoken desire.
Steve felt Phillip's body with his body..arms, legs, chest, belly, hand on buttock, buttock in his grasp. As they milked each other legs rubbed together like insects flirting. Finger entered him and he reached to do the same.
The explosions came too soon releasing the knotted feeling inside each boy's body allowing their fluids to wash over each other and flow with the water down the drain beneath their feet.
Neither spoke as they gasped relief. Phillip turned off the water and patted Steve's chest then face, and kissing the lips that had been pressed together to his.
"You ok?" it was a whisper as if others were listening or as if they were involved in a spiritual experience in a religious location.
Steve smiled, his mind said"OK isn't saying enough" but his voice saying nothing. He nodded as he stepped from the shower.
He took a towel from Phillip and moved it across the naked body he had memorized moments ago.
"So you farm boys do this all the time?" He asked as Phillip took the towel and returned the favors.
"Well why not?" The towel cupped Steve's balls "we can't get girls pregnant and we know how to milk so why not?"
"Indeed you do" Steve felt the towel concentrate on his testicles and slid the length of his half hard cock.
"Come on, we've only started" Phillip said. Steve wasn't sure what his new roommate meant until they moved back into the room and he heard Phillip add "I've got some stuff" as he lifted jar.
"We use it on cows utters" Phillip turned and saw Steve's reaction.
"Seriously" he added while scooping some of the jar's contents and putting it on his own half erect penis.
Steve knew Phillip's intent. He had seen video after video of boys doing it. His fingers had self inserted adding excitement to his own sexual journey.
Phillip's fingers inside him was not unpleasant as were his own inside Phillip earlier.
He reached for the boy's coated cock and slid some of the goo from it on his own hand and then rock hard cock.
Phillip smiled apparently welcoming what was about to occur. They moved to his bed and began to finger and lip explore each other's dry bodies, cleansed earlier by their desire and offered now as further targets of sexual gratification.
Steve winced as lips became teeth on each nipple, the pain sending sexual shockwaves through his body.
He tongued Phillips chest, down to his belly button and over his cock and balls, allowing both testicles to lodge inside his mouth and remain there while he juiced them and moved them about.
Phillip lifted his legs to lap the smooth skin of Steve's taint and moved to his butthole, lapping and inserting making Steve sigh loudly. That encouraged Phillip to remain there sticking his tongue as deep as it's length would allow.
Just as Steve wondered what Phillip would do next, he felt the flesh part his dilated but tight butthole. He was being fucked for the very first time...and he wasn't even on his college campus yet.
It hurt and prompted natural body functions trying to expel the intrusion.
"Just relax" Phillip said in a soothing voice probably reserved for animals farm boys experimented with or perhaps each other
He exhaled and breathed deep as the boys cock declared Steve was as gay as he had realized and fantasized about.
Again and again the cock stretched his sphincters and flesh establishing a memory that Steve would feel for the rest of his journey.
Phillip withdrew but Steve felt him inside. The boy positioned him and straddled his body reaching behind to aim Steve's cock. It moved into the farm boy easily.
It was warm, the boy's flesh tightly gripping his engorged cock. As Phillip gyrated his hips his body moved up and down Steve's cock, milking it once again.
Steve reached for the extended nipples above him, pinching, twisting and using his fingers as if to milk them.
Phillip muttered and moved his hips faster.
Steve wondered if farm boys did indeed do to each other what they were doing. Phillip was obviously experienced. Maybe he was the only gay farm boy in his church and hometown or somehow was lucky enough to have found others with the same needs and desires.
He had been lucky to find Sebastian as curious as he long ago. They had played one summer, naked exploration, mutual masturbation and 69ing. There had been no serious kissing and no butt fucking though fingering did occur.
When school started their activities ended. Sebastian and he never talked much after that.
He felt it. Phillip's penis was pulsing sperm allover his chest and chin. Steve watched each stream and little spurts. He was amazed the farm boy was still dribbling on his belly.
"Shit" Steve said as Phillip dismounted in time for Steve to jack his ass fluid covered erection spraying Steve's face and chest.
They lay silent, their bare legs pressed together. Both knew they were not satisfied yet. Steve wiped Phillips sperm from his body, tasting it.
Then he moved over the boy and nursed on his shrinking cock like a hungry calf. Thar must have been a memory of some kind for Phillip as his shrinking stopped and eventually reversed filling Steve's mouth.
He was surprised the first time Sebastian ejaculated in his mouth. It excited him as he tasted and swallowed the natural fluids. He wanted more, tonguing, nibbling and sucking until Phillip tried to push him away.
But Steve resisted, hungry as a starving baby and soon Phillip kept his head closer and groaned until his body somehow found new resources satisfying Steve's need for nourishment.
"Shit you're as horny as ..." Phillip stopped and returned the favor tongue work shipping Steve's ball sac, taint, butthole back to his recovered erection until Steve's body too spurt out whatever cum had been created.
They were gasping for breath, the outside morning light of sunrise was beginning to appear.
"I want you to fuck me" Steve said.
Phillip laughed "not sure I can yet" he whispered
"I think you can" Steve held the boy's cock which wasn't quite soft or hard.
He turned over his round buttocks in the air offering what lay between. Phillip moved and eventually found his half erect cock easily slid inside the dilated and stretched butthole offered him.
The fucking was slow, and took time. Philip grunted and sweat, his chore as demanding as his chores back home on the farm where his Uncle demanded his work like a farmhand.
The warmth of Steve's body encouraged him more then the livestock did when he was young and curious...taking turns with friends.
As he gyrated his muscles strained and his mind soared to times with friends sharing hidden secrets and desires. The sun streamed through the window across his glistening chest and flexing stomach as his efforts became less a chore and more automatic flexing and reaction.
Each thrust was easier and withdrawal harder. The body he fucked was gripping him and welcoming him..moving back against each fuck.
When he came, Phillips entire body screamed, muscles becoming flaccid and his desire to collapse more acute.
The note he left his uncle expressed his desire to explore life elsewhere, experiences he wouldn't get there and when he returned he'd be better farmer.
He knew he'd have to pursue things not let them happen. As he began to take off his underwear earlier that day, somehow he knew the new boy would respond.
He rolled off Steve's body, kissing each buttock globe. And leaving an arm across the boy's body as sleep.
Steve awoke ... the sun was bright. The room seemed full of the odor of the sex he had spent the day before, the night before and that morning having with a total stranger who lay naked beside him now.
He kissed the bare back, felt the buttocks and thighs.
"You gonna fuck me or what?" Phillip said.
Steve admitted he was exhausted as the two rolled around their naked bodies enjoying the freedom of mature innocence and boyish play.
"I guess I better pack up and find a place to stay" Steve said sitting up and stroking Phillips bare thigh.
"Why?"
"The lady said there was somebody else coming"
"Oh yea, that'll be, Pride" Phillip responded
"Well, glad he's finally showing up, I guess" Steve said.
"You can stay too. He's a buddy from home. We've uh done stuff too. I think he's running away from his step father. You know, did stuff to him , that kind of thing"
Phillip stretched, his body looking as sexy exploring its condition as he did stripping down the day before.
Steve nodded. "Beating him?"
"Sex stuff" Phillip said. But he liked it when we did it"
"He'll like you" Phillip "So stick around"
"Well there are two beds" Steve said dropping the shorts he had lifted apparently to dress and leave.
"We'll only need one" Phillip's cock was growing, obviously anticipating what he, Steve and Pride would be doing later.
Steve moved to the bed, he was hungry again.