This is a work of adult gay fiction if this offends you stop reading now. I hope you like it and I am always looking for feedback. Email me at Dustytale@Gmail.com.
Author's Rant
After this there is most likely only going to be one more chapter of The Ride. I would like to write more but as of right now I have some things to work out with my college. Currently my education is in jeopardy. Later on I may revive these characters in a separate story line. I enjoy writing this but it can't come before my schoolin'. Oh and to everyone who has Emailed me thus far, Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your words of encouragement.
See you all later, Dusty
When Brady woke it was dark out. He and Rick had fallen asleep, still in each others arms. Brady couldn't help but smile as he looked at Rick still curled up next to him. He looked so peaceful, so content. He gave his lover a gentle kiss before prying himself away. Rick only stirred for a second when their lips connected.
It was still early in the night; the sun had set only a few hours ago. As Brady slipped out from under the blanket the chill air bit at him unmercifully. He was still naked from his last encounter with Rick.
"Damn!" He thought suddenly, realizing his carelessness. "We lost at least a good four or five hours of riding. Now it's only going to get colder tonight and we have no fire. Well at least we got some light." He looked up at the night sky to see it dominated by a bright full moon.
He went of behind some bushes to relieve himself before heading back to Rick, still asleep on the cold ground. As he slipped back under the blanket he felt his skin thaw. As he pressed himself against the seventeen year old, the boy stirred.
"Hey, Time to get up." Brady said in a soft voice while stroking Rick's chest.
Still bleary eyed Rick focused on Brady's face. What it is dark out?!" Rick shot up like a bolt lightening. "Oh no! We fell asleep didn't we?"
"Yup." Rick said almost laughing. "Yeah we lost some good riding time; and now we probably won't be dragging in until late day after next, but that isn't important now. We gotta get up and get a fire started. It seems like it is lookin' to get mighty cold tonight. We don't really want to be laying here wearing only are smiles when it does."
"It really is cold out isn't it." Rick said running his hand down his arm; which had broken out in goose-bumps. Ok so what first?
"Well I'm not so sure about you but I'm a mite peckish. So we should get a fire going and get some food in us. But first we should get clothes on, well at least some." Brady said playfully. Punctuating his last words by giving Rick's limp dick a quick tug. Rick Just smiled and returned the favor before getting up.
Brady watched as the young man walked away. The pale moonlight seemed to pour over his tight body. Every curve and muscle accentuated by the moonlight and shadows playing across his body as he moved. Rick was not large but he was toned and Brady couldn't help but enjoy the view. He caught one last glimpse of Rick's moon kissed butt before getting up himself.
Rick went over to his packs and got out a towel and his canteen. He quickly gave himself a once over with the towel before wetting himself down with cold water from the canteen. He cleaned off what was left of their last encounter quickly; squealing a couple of times when the cold water hit sensitive spots. When he was done he wandered away from camp to releive himself. Then Rick went back to his gear and got out his long johns, feeling the chill air once again.
For the rest of the night they talked in low voices as they cooked their dinner. They talked mostly about how they would spend their couple of free days up at the cabin. Rick was all for not leaving the bedroom the entire time. Brady didn't think this was a particularly bad idea but he couldn't help think about all the work it would probably need. It was an older cabin he had bought. The owner had moved back east and had sold it to Brady for cheap. He was given the impression that it had gone unused for many years. He'd bought it as a place to stay during the winter. Most of the farm hands were seasonal and went to wherever home was for the winter. Since there was little to do on the farm in the off season. Brady, Rick and a few others usually stayed at the Olms' year round. All Brady cared about though was that it was a place to call home. Even if it was just during the winter months. Now it looked as though he might have some company.
After eating Brady tended the fire so it would stay burning for most of the night. While he was doing that Rick went to lay out the bedrolls. Brady noticed immediately that he only laid out one, he said nothing. Wearing only his long johns Brady slipped under the blankets. Rick quickly followed suit laying on top of Brady; resting his head on the older man's broad chest. For a while they just lay there until Brady felt himself getting hard. He thought Rick had fallen asleep but he raised his head up and smiled when he felt Brady's erection pressing against him. His hands moved to Brady's fly and started undoing the buttons. His hands started manipulating the thick tool.
"No, wait." Brady whispered as he pulled up Rick higher up on his body until their hardons met. He wormed his hand into Rick's underwear pulling out his growing dick. His first thrust sent a shiver up Rick's spine as their cocks rubbed together. After a moment Rick caught on and joined in grinding his hips against Brady's. Their hands explored each others bodies as they kissed under the stars. With every thrust new sensations raced through Ricks body. Feeling Brady's big cock next to his was electrifying. They moved in sync for what seemed like hours, writhing together until Brady felt Rick's thrust come faster as they shortened. He knew he was close. His thrusts came hard and fast now. Brady watched as his young lover's face contorted as he arched his back; spraying them both with his seed. Brady did not last long after that. The slick feel of warm cum on his cock fueled his thrusts as he approached climax. With only a deep grunt followed my a long sigh he emptied his balls between them.
Rick rolled off of Brady and reached for the towel he had left beside their bedding.
"Made quite the mess didn't we motioning to their cum stained long johns. He wiped them both down as best he could then laid down once again on Brady's chest. Long into the night they said nothing; Brady just held Rick in his big arms every so often venturing a gentle kiss.
"You know when the sun rises tomorrow I will be a man. I will be eighteen. I'll be on my own." Rick's soft voice cut through the silence like a knife. "I won't be a kid anymore." Rick could feel tears welling up in his eyes. He tried desperately not to break down in front of Brady. The harder he fought it though the harder it fought to get out. His tears streamed down his face as the first sob cut through the night air.
Brady didn't know how to handle it; in all the years he took care of Rick he had never seen him cry. Never once, not even when he got hurt. So he just held him tighter as he held his face against his chest.
"Hey, what are you crying for?" Brady asked. Rick didn't answer for a moment, he just sobbed on Brady's shoulder. Eventually he stopped and caught his breath, turning his face away from Brady.
"I'm sorry." The words were barely a whisper.
"About what?" Asked Brady concernedly. " You mean about you crying?"
"Yeah" Again the words barely rose above the sound of the wind.
Brady grabbed Rick and pulled him into an embrace. "You don't ever have to be sorry around me, it is me Brady. I have raised you for the last six years and I love you. Don't ever feel sorry for feeling something."
Without ever looking at Brady Rick began to speak with his face buried in his big chest. "I know I never talk about my family before I moved in with the Olms. I never wanted to, I never thought I would be able to. I just wanted to forget. Coming to live on the Olms' farm was the best thing that ever happened to me. I had four brothers and sisters, Jake, Tom, Paul and, Dorothy. I am not sure what Joshua told you but my parents weren't good people. My father broke his back all day working on the farm, and when he would come home he would usually ignore us. We were lucky if he ignored us." Brady could feel more hot tears on his chest. "When he got mad he would beat us. It hurt so bad, I can still remember him hitting me. If we cried he would just hit harder. Mom would just sit there and cry letting him do it."
"Oh my god...I never knew. I'm so sorry Rick!" Brady's voice broke as he choked back sobs thinking about an eleven year old Rick first coming on to the farm with a black eye. His father had said that he had gotten into a fight with his brother.
"But that isn't why I am crying." Rick said his voice gaining a little strength.
"Why then?"
"I just thought of them, my brothers and sisters. I got out...I found you...they didn't. I loved them and I just abandoned them. Left them with him, I could have told someone, helped them. I didn't though." Rick's face was still buried as if hiding from the world.
"Rick. It isn't your fault, you can't let this eat you up inside. Your father is a terrible man, and you can weep for what he has done to them, but never blame yourself for what he has done. They are his sins, his crimes. Don't let anyone blame you for what he has done. Especially yourself." His words hung in the air for a long while. Rick lay motionless in the warm embrace.
"Thank you. Thank you for everything. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. You are my protector, my brother, more of a father than mine ever was. Thank you. When we get back I am going to help them, Brady I want you to help me." Rick's last words were filled with conviction, even as he fought back tears.
"You know I will."
When they woke in the morning Rick was still sleeping on top of Brady's chest. His head nestled in the crook of Brady's neck. Rick was the first to wake. He tended to the fire stoking what was left of the charred remains. It was no use, he got another fire started and put the coffee on before Brady woke. When the older farmhand got up he saw Rick dressed in his heavier jacket and jeans sitting in front of the fire with his cowboy hat pulled down over his eyes. The horses milled about at the edge of camp.
"Morning, I figured you would be getting up soon." Rick said tipping back the brim of his hat and shot Brady a huge smile.
"What are you doing up so early. I don't think I have ever seen you get up without me having to kick your sorry ass out of bed. Spent your whole life around farms and you still think you can sleep in." Brady said with a chuckle as he pulled on his shirt. "And you are cooking!? Look out! You may be the best damn cook out of us farmhands but that doesn't say much now does it."
"What can I say? I have turned over a new leaf. Now get your hairy ass over here and get some grub, so we can get moving."
Still in the process of pulling on his jeans Brady dropped the back of his long johns mooning Rick. "There's some hairy ass for you!"
Brady dodged an empty can of beans flying his way but pulled up his pants quickly never the less. Brady plopped down next to Rick giving him a kiss when he sat down.
After a quick breakfast they broke camp and headed out. It was a long day, they rode for most of it only stopping to eat once and to relieve themselves. The cold wind tore into them. When they reached the base of the hills they provided a little protection. The trail was found easily off of the directions Brady had gotten. When they bedded down for the night Brady made dinner. They took shelter in a small out cropping in the trees.
Before they headed to bed they both stripped and washed up with water they warmed over the fire. Brady went first scrubbing himself down vigorously. He got rock hard cleaning his cock. Brady played with his foreskin. Rick watched enthralled, enjoying every minute of it. He watched Brady pleasure himself; pulling, streaching,and stroking his hood. Rick massaged his balls slowly, while playing with his quickly stiffening dick.
"You like that don't you?" Brady said teasing his hood again, stretching it towards Rick. The young man said nothing but the look on his face spoke volumes. "Well come here."
When they stood together face to face, their cocks bobbed brushing together.
"Pull back the skin."
Rick did as he was told. Brady grabbed his own cock and pulled the skin back then placed the head on top of Rick's. He then rolled it forward, covering his head as well as Rick's. They played around like that for a while, tugging, pulling and thrusting on each other's cocks. They took turns alternating their docking. Brady could barely fit his thick head under Rick's hood. Eventually they stopped short of cumming. Both of them laughing and joking around as Brady finished up his washing.
Rick tried not to let it show how excited he was when Brady told him that he wanted to wash him up. He just sat back and let Brady rub the warm cloth over his body. Brady gave special attention to his penis. It pointed skyward as Brady ran the rag over it. Pulling and teasing the foreskin as he washed underneath. When he was finishing Rick's hand found its way to his now totally erect dick. He slowly stroked himself as he watched Brady rub his body with the rag. Brady finished washing Rick and sat down next to him. Hefollowed suit. They both sat there jacking off totally enthralled watching the other do the same. It didn't take long for either to cum. Brady went first, shooting thick white ropes of cum onto the ground in front of him. Rick reached over and swiped up some of the cum with is finger off of his cock. He put it in his mouth then spilled cum all over the ground in front of himself flinging it around with his furious strokes.
They cleaned up and headed to bed once again. Like the night before Rick lay on top of Brady. His head nestled on his chest. They fell asleep quickly, the warmth of their body heat a respite from the cold day. Only tonight having added the extra blankets Rick slept nude. As they fell asleep Brady ran his hands up and down Rick's smooth young body.
Sometime late in the night Rick woke up, one of Brady's hands cupped his butt the other holding him close around the shoulders. He really had to pee but Brady was holding him so tight if he dared to move he would wake him up. Eventually he got up the gumption and slowly moved Brady's arms off of him. Brady groaned and tried to roll over finding that Rick was still on top of him. He woke up. Through blurry eyes he saw Rick getting up.
"Where you off to?" He said half groaning.
"Just gotta take a leak. I'll be right back. Trust me it is cold enough out here to freeze it off if I take too long." Rick said standing up into the cold air. The moonlight like the night before illuminated his body. Only now it was filtered through the trees creating a kaleidoscope of shadows across his skin.
"Well hurry back Ricky, besides it gets cold with out you." Brady said only half joking. "And don't break it off I need it for later"
"Well you could come supervise in case I need any help, just like back at the farm. We do all the work while you bark orders." Rick laughed loudly at his joke as he wandered off behind a tree.
Rick gently pulled back his hood before peeing. He gasped as the cold air nipped at his moist head. Rick's heart sank for a moment when he heard something coming up behind him. Almost immediately though he recognized the sound, the smell, the warmth of his lover behind him. He didn't turn around. Brady's arms wrapped around him, pulling their bodies together. He had taken off his long underwear. Rick pretended not to notice and strained to continue his business.
Realizing the game Brady slowly reached around gently taking hold of Rick's penis. "Just thought you could use some help." Brady whispered in his ear.
"Really? Don't think I can handle this myself?" Rick said guiding Brady's big hand shaking out the last drops as he finished up.
"Well it's just so big and for a boy like you I'm not sure." Brady said trying to suppress a chuckle. As he pretended to feel the weight of Rick's growing dick in his hand.
"Well then I guess you are just going to have to show me all proper like aren't you?" Rick said playfully feeling Brady's now hard cock pressed against the small of his back.
"Guess so..." Brady said taking Rick's hand into his own and started guiding it's motions up and down the young farmhand's shaft. At first it felt strange to Rick; having someone else guide his hand across his dick but soon he fell into the rhythm. Brady was slow and gentle. Each stroke pulling back Rick's foreskin, letting the cold breeze kiss his red tip. Three times Brady brought Rick to the point of orgasm then stopping and letting him relax as he buried him in kisses.
The fourth time Rick screamed out. "I'm coming!" his heart sank when he thought Brady was going to deny him release again. Instead Brady turned Rick around and knelt down in front of him taking Rick into his mouth. Brady only pumped twice before he was rewarded with Rick's hot cum. He continued pumping feeling Rick shoot nearly six times. After the fifth Rick's dick rested in his mouth oozing cum. Every once in a while he would spasm again. Sending cum deeper into Brady's welcoming mouth. He swallowed it all. He let the now shrinking dick fall from his lips and licked it up its entire length, tip to base.
Rick hadn't noticed before but the whole time Brady had been slowly stroking his own cock with his free hand. It looked beautiful in his hand. Engorged and thick waiting oh so patiently for attention. Rick stood Brady up and knelt down in front of him. The young farmhand pulled his lover's hood back slowly with his lips as he took his cock into his mouth. Brady moaned as he filled Rick's face with his thick meat. Rick couldn't take the full eight inches into his mouth but he took in as much as he could with each pass. He matched Brady's thrusts letting his lips pass over his smooth head. With both hands he steadied Brady's thrusting bringing him to a stop as he backed off of his cock. With his right hand Rick grabbed the base of Brady's cock swaying in front of him. He pulled the skin forward then plunged his tongue beneath it. Brady howled in pleasure. Rick just continued to ply his tongue under Brady's hood until he felt Brady begin to cum. Brady felt the climax building up in him until his balls lifted and he convulsed shooting into Ricks waiting mouth.
"Oooooohhhhh Goooood!" Brady moaned filling the boy's mouth with four hot blasts of cum. Rick sucked dutifully until he had gotten every last bit. He then stood up and gave Brady a deep kiss. Brady could taste his own salty cum on his lover's lips.
When their lips finally parted, Rick looked up into Brady's eyes and smiled. "I guess you showed me a thing or two huh?" With those playful words he turned giving Brady's ass a smack and walked back to the bed.
Brady hadn't intended to do that but Rick made him feel different. He made his head spin, he made him feel things he had never felt before. Rick made him feel sixteen again. He made him happier than he had ever been. Brady, wide awake now, walked back to the bed to find Rick waiting for him.
He slipped beneath the covers and positioned himself on top of Rick. Both wide awake their lips sought each other out. They lay there in the cold night sharing their warmth and love. Brady rolled Rick onto his side and started stroking his dick from behind. Rick breathed heavily and thrust his cock harder into Brady's big hand.
"Rick do you trust me? You know I would never hurt you right?" Brady whispered in his ear.
"Completely. Of course I do why do you think I love you."
"Ok well if this ever gets to be too much just tell me." With that Brady reached into his pack which was with in arms reach and fished out a bottle. Rick couldn't tell what it was but it was fragrant like lotion. With a warm finger Brady applied it to Ricks asshole lubing it up. Brady's finger danced around the rim of Rick's ass. Sending him to new heights of pleasure. Then ever so slowly Brady pushed in a finger like before. This time it went in a lot smoother. Despite his tenseness Rick felt no pain as it slid in. Brady slid his finger in and out of Rick's hole. Eventually he added another finger when he felt him loosening up. Then another. With three fingers in him Rick felt little pain. Brady's hand stroked his chest and cock offering reassurance. Rick moaned with every thrust of his lover's hand.
When he felt he was ready Brady sat up and laid on top of Rick lifting the young man's legs up. He applied more lotion from the bottle onto his cock and pressed it against Rick's bud. Slowly ever so slowly Brady pushed in. He took Rick's hand into his own letting him squeeze. His free hand guided his cock deeper in. From the look on his face Brady could tell there was a little pain. He pushed in deeper until he felt his head go in. Rick's face looked somewhat more relieved. Bit by bit Brady pushed in deeper until Rick felt Brady's balls hit his ass. Slowly he pulled out until his head was the only thing still inside his lover. Then plunged it in once again. By this point Rick was relaxed and felt no pain, he just felt full. As Brady slowly increased his pace Rick felt him hit something. It sent electricity up his spine and left him tingling.
"Ohhh God! What was that?" Rick exclaimed.
"That is why I knew you would like this." Brady said with a smile. His pace quickened Rick felt him hit that spot more and more. Each time he exploded with sensations. He felt his cock go hard and Brady's hand start stroking it. Brady moaned as he thrust harder and harder into Rick. Rick could tell he was going to cum, he felt it welling up inside him slowly. When he came it was explosive. He shot stream after stream of hot cum onto his chest. Brady didn't take much longer, He collapsed on to Rick after he filled his ass with his cum. Rick could feel each convulsion sending cum deeper into him.
Both heaving they lay together catching their breath between desperate kisses. Rick felt Brady going limp inside him but he didn't pull out. He just let it go down until it fell out leaking cum onto the blanket. Almost mechanically Brady reached for a towel and cleaned himself off. He cleaned up Rick too. Rick just lay there letting Brady towel him off. When he was finished Brady kissed Rick on the cheek and whispered in his ear. "Goodnight birthday boy."
Rick just hugged him tighter and fell asleep in his arms. Like he would do for years to come.