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Hunter and Caleb: part 1
Author: Austyn Layne
The Arby's, was almost empty, aside from an old couple about seventy-five or so. There was a white haired, apple-cheeked granny and her old man with a John Deer cap on. The couple glared with suspicion at the two rowdy farm boys, that sat in a booth across from them in the quiet pre-dinner rush restaurant.
A little description of these two Nebraska boys before we get started. Hunter 22 a mechanic on Caleb's daddy's farm is about 5' 11 170 lbs with dirty blonde hair, green eyes and a scruffy beard. Caleb 20 is about 5' 9 145 lbs with beach blonde hair hazel eyes and chin scruff.
"Look at the old dude over there Caleb! I think he's eyeing you bro." Hunter said with a slight grin and a devious look in his eyes as he tugged on the sleeve of Caleb's tan and grey RedHead Henley as he chomped down on his Jr.Roast Beef w/cheese then sipped his Lipton raspberry iced tea.
"Dude! Quit sayin' stupid shit. They're probably watching you make an ass of yourself. Now, shut the hell up and eat your damn food." Caleb hissed, annoyed by Hunter's observations.
"I'm just tellin' you son. He thinks you're 'hawt'." Hunter joshed to egg on Caleb. Hunter always liked to get a rise out of him.
Then suddenly out of nowhere, a cashier comes over wiping down the plastic coleus plants, startling the guys. "Everything ok boys? Extra crispy onions on your venison sandwich - just like you asked, correct? I do hope you'll fill out the survey boys and tell us how you enjoyed the meal...and please score us well! Oh! and feel free to ask for anything else. Thanks."
"Yes... um (Hunter looks at her name-tag.) Shirley is it? Everything is just fine. And Caleb here is gunna take that survey for ya."
Caleb couldn't stand how Hunter always put him in situations he really didn't want to be in. But then again, he could never say no to Hunter... especially when he smelled of diesel fuel and Lava Soap.
"Alright you boys, have a nice day." Shirley says annoyingly cheerfull as she heads off back to the service-counter, leaving the guys to discuss the previous issue at hand.
"Well yeah, I know he's been staring quite a while. hell! it might just be that new Black-Ice air freshener hanging in your damn truck Hunter. That shit's pungent dude hahaha!" Caleb chuckled while waving his hand at his nose.
"Damn dude, my nuts fuckin' itch. I need to air these suckers out, been sweatin' like a whore in church all day. Wanna whiff?" Hunter said after scratching his crotch then sticking his hand in Caleb's face.
"Bitch, get that nasty shit out of my face! I'm trying to eat. I don't need your ball sweat all up in my mug!"
The two guys continued to enjoy their meal. When once again, Hunter opened his mouth to say something completely inappropriate to his buddy Caleb.
"Hey...You wanna have some fun Caleb?" Hunter said, ruminating some sort of plan in his always kinky Cabela camo-capped head.
"What do you mean Hunt?" Caleb said in a curious but innocent tone as he ran his sweaty nervous palm down the leg of his Levis distressed-denim jeans.
"Look down at my pants dude. What you think about 'that'? come on jerk it off - but don't be to obvious though." Hunter said with a whisper as he slowly pulled down the zipper of his tan Carthartt work-jeans.
Caleb looked down and saw Hunter's chubby semi-erect cock and some dirty blonde bushy pubes sticking up through the hole in his faded Hanes Camouflage boxer shorts. He couldn't hide his excitement, his eyes told on him.
"Come on! I don't know... I don't wanna get caught." Caleb said in an increasingly anxious but cautious voice, rubbing the stubble of his 5 o'clock shadow then fiddling with his straw.
"Those blue hairs over there? please! it'll probably make their day. Anyway getting caught is kinda a thrill. Just jack it dude - what ya think?" Hunter whispered as he took a gulp from his lidless cherry Dr. Pepper.
Caleb hesitated at first but then slid his nervous hand down to Hunters crotch then began jerking Hunter's chubby flat-headed cock. lubricating it with the bead of crystal pre-cum that glistened from his piss-slit.
Caleb couldn't believe he was doing this in public. 'This is something you should do in the handicapped stall.' He thought to himself as he fiddled with Hunter's growing sweaty appendage.
"Fuck, that's it! Here let me help you." Hunter said, quietly before spitting in his hand and adding extra lube to his fat 7 inch cock.
"I think that dude knows bro. Hurry up!" Caleb panted out, while vigorously whacking off Hunter's naughty pecker while stock 80s Retro-Muzak danced inside his hot blood-flushed ears.
"Fuck him! just keep jacking me! plus I think he's getting off on it." Hunter grunted out, as Caleb jerked his throbbing slick prick.
Caleb felt his heart racing with each twist and pull of Hunter's thick cut-cock. Honestly, it was all he could do not to 'go down' on his throbbing fuck-meat; the mushroom head swelling purplish red, dribbling happy-juice. The twisting jerks turned into sensual strokes. At this point all he could do was stare at Hunter's green eyes and dirty blonde scruff as Hunter dipped his curly-fry in Horsey sauce.
Caleb could tell his friend was getting close. Hunter's breathing heavy, his cock was throbbing and leaking like a bitch, and those pretty green eyes kept rolling in the back of his horned up head.
"Oh Fuck dude! keep doing that... and yeah, gramps over there is getting a show. Get me off bitch!" Hunter said in a whispered moan. His face now flushed with excitement watching a bead of sweat drip from Caleb's lovely locks.
"Like that Hunt? You bout to cum bro? looks like it big guy." Caleb panted and chuckled anticipating his burst of white hot ivory cum, while vigorously jerking Hunter off.
Caleb's eyes were wild, focused and wide, while licking his full red lips. All Caleb was focused on at this point was making Hunter come as he stroked the mighty tool.
"Dude!" Hunter grunted out as he splooged. Hunter cupped the head of his cock, as a blast of cum exploded out of his naughty fuck-muscle.
Caleb was mesmerized by the blobs of hot white cum spurting out of Hunter's piss-slit.
"Shit! you've must of had that stored for days bro! that's allot, dammit dude! You might of wanted to shoot that wad in the cheddar-cheese-dipping-cup." Caleb whispered, with one hand inside Hunter's boxers caressing his sweaty sac.
"Hold up dude...come on eat it... just do it real quick! Gramps is watching out the corner of his eye... just do it fast man." Just then, Caleb bent over and licked sensually the warm cum from Hunter's calloused palm then put his soft sticky cock back in his boxers, then slowly pulled up his zipper.
Caleb savored the salty, sweet liquid as it slid down his tongue. The scent of Hunter's musk entered his nostrils as he sniffed his hand. Never in a thousand years did he ever think he would do something like that in public - but he just did.
"Fuck dude! and look, just in time a group's about to come in and order. Let's head on out Caleb, alright!? " Hunter said with a devious grin only an naughty Nebraska country boy could have, as he took the last bite of his, seasonal limited time only: Roast-Venison-Sandwich with Berry Sauce.
"Haha! yeah Hunt, lets go." Caleb said. His face flushed with a devilish grin, turning around his farmer boy-cap. As the two left, Hunter looks over at the old dude and whispers while grabbing his virile spent bulge already chubbing up again, before the glass doors close. "Enjoyed the show pops?" Then the two loudly laughed all the way to the black Dodge Ram 1500 crew-cab pick-up-truck.
"Damn Caleb! I didn't think you had it in you." Hunter said while looking over at Caleb as he pulled out of the parking lot.
"Well hoss, I didn't think you had all THAT in you hahaha!" Caleb chuckled while reaching over and playfully patting Hunter's bulge.
"Damn son! I think we might have to take one of these back roads so we can pull over and you can give me 'the works'. Hunter said while pulling Caleb in close by the nap of his neck covered with sweat and grit, with one hand.
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What's next for these two farm boys? Stay tuned.
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