This story is fantasy and is in no way written about real life encounters it involves a relationship which evolves between two men. If this type of material offends you, is illegal in your neighborhood or you are under the age of eighteen please hit the back button now.. Otherwise enjoy.
My name is Dylan Freeman, when this whole thing started I was 100% straight, I had slept with more woman than I cared to count and had never had so much as a sexual thought about another man. I left home and abusive father when I was sixteen and traveled for five years before I met Jake. My story starts in a small Texastown.
I stared at the board that contained many different pieces of paper. I was looking for a job, I hadn't eaten in almost two day and my truck was almost out of gas. Finally, after staring at the board for almost ten minutes, I found what I was looking for. A ranch hand was need on a nearby farm; the only description was mending fences, bailing hay and plowing the fields. Pay was one hundred and fifty dollars a week, a free room to sleep in and a hot meal three times a day. I quickly found the owner of the store and asked for direction to the address.
Five minutes later I pulled into the dusty driveway of a farmhouse. The land that surrounded the house looked to be around one hundred acres. A large red barn sat next to the house. I spotted a young guy around my age bailing hay from the loft.
"Here goes," I muttered as I got out of the truck. As the door slammed he looked my way. He shielded his eyes against the sun and started in my direction. He was shirtless, I could tell before he reached me that his eyes were bright blue; he had blonde hair that hung to his shoulders. I met him halfway and pulled the paper from the board out of my pocket.
"Oh yeah," he smiled as he took it from my hand, "I put that up a couple months ago, almost forgot it was there."
"Are you still looking for someone?" I felt my hopes fading away, but they were quickly restored.
"Yes, I am," he turned his head and scanned the house and property,
"Its hard running this place by myself. I'm Jake Morgan," he held out his hand and I eagerly took it.
"Dylan Freeman."
"Well Dylan Freeman, when can you start?"
"Don't need to a background check or anything?" He seemed very trusting but I wasn't complaining.
"Nope, you're the only offer I've had so I'm not going ruin it,"
"I can start right now,"
"My housekeeper just fixed breakfast, would you like to have some first?"
My stomach growled answering his question.
"Come on," he laughed and motioned with his hand, "I'll show you around the house."
He spun around and I followed close on his heels.
The house was very neat with nothing out of place. I followed Jake through the living room and dining room. I could smell the bacon and eggs as we neared the kitchen, my stomach growled again.
"Penny," Jake said to an older plump woman as he entered the room. She turned and smiled at him.
"Good morning Jake, I didn't know you were up. Who is this?"
I stepped out from behind Jake so she could get a better look, "I'm Dylan Freeman, I just took the ranch hand job."
"Oh, good good," she gushed, "Jake really needs help, this place is falling apart. Well I just finished breakfast, you two go wash up and I set the table."
"Come on I'll show you the bathroom," Jake put his hand on my shoulder and led me to the stairs in the hallway. The upstairs was just as clean as the downstairs, thanks to Penny I guessed. He showed me my bedroom and to my surprise it had its own bathroom.
"My room is next to yours," he pointed to the open door at the end of the hall, "It has its own bathroom too, Lets wash up and I'll meet you back in the kitchen."
I closed the door as I entered the bathroom, the bathroom was small but it would do. A shower and tub was against the back wall, a sink and toilet was located next to that. I washed my face and hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror. My dark hair was messy and I needed a shave, my brown eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep and I yawned I ran a hand through my hair. I glanced once more at my self and then made my way back downstairs to the kitchen. Jake was already sitting with his back to me; I took the seat across from him.
Penny placed the plate of food in front of me and I scarfed it down within a couple of minutes.
"Wow, you sure were hungry weren't you?"
"Yeah," I blushed a little embarrassed, "I've haven't eaten in two days."
Jake and Penny exchanged glances and then looked at me; I realized they were looking for an explanation. I hesitated not sure where I should begin so I started at the beginning; I went through my whole life story, although there weren't much of it, and neither one interpreted.. I told them of my abusive father and how I had worked and saved money. I told them about leaving home when I was sixteen and traveling, working odd jobs and sleeping where I could, most of the time in my truck. I told them about getting drunk at a club just a week before and being robbed by a woman who I had brought back to my motel room. I had a secret stash of cash in my truck which ran out shortly after I arrived in town. And finally I told them how lucky I was to find this job. I looked at both of them after I finished trying to gauge their response but they were silent for a few minutes. Jake spoke first.
"Man and I thought I had a hard life," he leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "You're lucky to be alive."
"Tell me about it," I muttered as Penny placed a fresh plate of food in front of me.
"Good thing I always fix a lot," she smiled.
"Thanks," I started in on the second helping.
"You can get some rest today it you want, you don't have to start working until tomorrow," Jake picked up a bite of food and put it in his mouth, "Nothing is in a hurry to be done."
I nodded and we finished breakfast in silence. After Penny took our plates I headed out to my truck and pulled my suitcase from the passenger seat.
"I'll see you in the morning," Jake smiled as I passed him in the yard.
"Thanks again for the job."
"No problem," he replied and disappeared around the side of the house. I made my way up stairs and into my new room. I shut the door and pulled a clean pair of boxers from my suitcase, the only thing I could think about was a hot shower. I turned the knobs until the water was a hot as I could stand it. I hoped it would take some of the tension out of my back and shoulder. I stripped down and stepped under the water. I put my hand against the wall and let the water run over my body. I hadn't had sex since the hooker a week before and was starting to feel a little horny. I picked up the soap and ran it over my body. My cock twitched a little as I hit the area with the soap.
I put the soap down and began to stroke it bringing it to its full eight inches. I thought about the hooker I had fucked and all the things I had done to her. With my other hand I reached under and gave my balls a little squeeze. After just a few minutes of stroking a stream of cum shot out of the tip of my dick and hit the wall. The orgasm felt so good my knees almost buckled and I caught the towel bar to keep upright. I finished my shower and cleaned the wall before pulling on my boxer and heading to the bed.
I slept like a baby for almost a full day. When the sun peeked through the half open curtains I slowly opened my sleep filled eyes and looked around the room. It took a couple minutes but I finally remembered where I was. I quickly got up and dressed in a pair of old blue jean and a white wife beater. Jake was already waiting on me downstairs.
"I thought I was going to have to come get you," he smiled, he wore a blue t shirt and light blue jeans, his hair was pulled into a pony tail, "Come on and I'll show you what were doing today."
I followed him outside and he took me across the property to a fence that separated his land from his neighbors. The fence was broken down in many places; we started on the end closest to the road.
"So," I tried to start a conversation, "I told you about me, now tell me about you,"
He looked up at me, his eyes were sky blue in the sunlight, "Well, I grew up on this farm," he started working while he talked, "My dad grew corn on the land and it used to be in great condition. He and my mom were killed in a car accident when I was ten and I was sent to live with my grandpa. When I turned eighteen I found out my parents had left me quiet a bit of money so I came back here and started fixing the place up. It had sat unlived in for eight years so it was in pretty bad shape, I've worked on it for the last year and it's starting to look good again. I hired Penny and she cleans and cooks but I really need someone to help outside, it was becoming a pain trying to do it myself."
"How old are you?"
"Just turned nineteen, why?"
"I thought you looked young, I was just wondering," I went back to work on the fence.
"How old are you?" he asked after a couple minutes.
"Twenty one,"
"So you got a girlfriend?"
He laughed, "No, don't really have time for one. Maybe later on when the house and stuff is fixed." I nodded and we fixed the rest of the fence in silence.
As the sun went down we made our way inside for dinner, Penny had fixed steak, mashed potatoes, green beans and rolls. It was the best home cooked meal I had ever had. After dinner Penny said goodnight, I thanked for the meal and she left.
"I'm going to take a shower," Jake announced after Penny had left, "Then I'm gonna turn in for the night."
I watched as he disappeared up the stairs and I got up and went outside. It was a nice warm night so I wandered around for a couple minutes. I made my way to the barn and looked up at the sky, the stars were as clear as I had ever seen them.
As my eyes went from the sky to the house I noticed the light on in Jake's bedroom. I looked closer and noticed it was the bathroom. I could see Jake through the clear glass of the shower door. He ran a soapy hand over his abs and stomach; I felt my cock begin to twitch as I watched. I was a little confused at the situation considering I had never thought of a man in a sexual way before. But as I watched him I could feel my dick getting bigger and bigger. It pushed hard against the fabric of my pants so I unzipped my fly and pulled it out. My eyes stayed fixed on Jake as I stoked my rock hard cock.
It felt wrong, watching him without him knowing, but as hard as I tried I couldn't stop. I stroked harder and faster, watching as he soaped up his perfect body. When his hand grabbed his own cock I spewed cum across the grass. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. I put my hand against the side of the barn and tried to catch my breath. I didn't know what to do, it was going to be hard to look at Jake in the morning, as I walked back toward the house I dared another glance up at the window, the light was now out and I sighed with relief. I didn't know what I was going to do about what I had done, but as the image of Jake's naked body filled my mind I knew I wasn't going to get much sleep that night.
The next morning was the same as the first, Jake waited for me downstairs, we ate breakfast and then we went to work on the house. We stripped the old paint and applied a new coat. Between both of us working we had the house painted by the time the sun went down.
Penny had fixed dinner and it was waiting at the table when we came inside. We ate in silence, I hadn't spoken much to Jake all day, but we had spent most of the time on opposite sides of the house. As Penny left, Jake again announced once again that he was going to go take a shower. When he disappeared up the stairs I hurried outside and took the same spot I had been in the night before..
Like clockwork the light flicked on and Jake began to undress.. My cock was rock hard before he had his shirt off. I stroked furiously as he showered, his blond hair flowed against his shoulders and I began to wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through is wet hair. What it would be like to run my tongue down his glistening body. To take his cock in my mouth and taste what I had never tasted before. I thought about seeing him on his knees on the bed, his tight ass up in the air just begging me to fuck it. That thought pushed me over the edge and I again spewed a stream of cum across the grass.
I quickly fell into a routine, I worked close with Jake everyday, and the days soon turned into months. Every night after dinner when Jake went upstairs I returned to my spot by the barn. He showered every night and every night the scene never failed to bring my cock to full mast and each orgasm was just as intense as the night before.
One night almost three months after I moved into the farmhouse, I was out by the barn watching Jake when a stray cat ran past my leg, I gave a loud yelp and my pants fell to the ground. I pulled them up quickly and looked back toward the window. To my horror Jake was standing there staring at me. I didn't know what to do so I stared back. To my complete and total shock he held up his hand and motioned for me to come inside.
To be continued
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