Date: Mon, 1 Jun 2015 14:11:33 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City Boy Farm Boy chapter 28

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18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission.
This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and
takes place on a farm so use your imagination.  Yes you read that right,
and this chapter gives some graphic details on that.  So if that offends
you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!


City boy Farm boy Chapter 28

*** "Hey partner, ya'll in thar?"  His heavy drawl asked.  "C'mon boy snap
yerself outta it, ya'll take a turn?"  I think we all saw the change in
Bear's eyes, as they suddenly cleared, and he drew a sharp breath.

Bear took several staggered steps, Kenny grabbing him, preventing him from
falling over.

"What the fuck?"  Bear gasped holding his arms out for balance.  Kenny shot
me a concerned look.  I rush back and took Bear into my arms, his skin as
cold as ice.

"What happened are you OK?"

"I don't know babe."  Bear shook his head to try and regain focus.  "It...
It was like I was there but I wasn't."  He lifted his eyes to look at me.
"I mean...  I... don't know.  Like I had a mask on kinda.  Like I was
inside, inside my own body but had no control over what I was doing."  Joel
had walked up and was helping me take Bear to the bank of the stream where
we set him down.  "Everything was muffled and I could hear y'all talking
but like in a weird different language."  He stood, pushing our hands away
as we stepped up to steady him.  "I got this, I'm OK now."  He hugged me
and gave me a very passionate kiss.  "Now, what's all the excitement about
up here?"  He began to walk away, muttering playfully; "Drag my ass way the
fuck up here.  Nearly die in some alternate universe doing it.  Better be
something mega awesome..."  He stopped and looked around.  "Maybe it's the
altitude?  Yeah that's it the altitude..."  We all groaned and began to
splash water at him as he ran away laughing.



Joel, ran up a small rise to the right, up to a dense thicket of brush.  He
took hold of some of the dried brush and turned to us:

"This is what I wanted you all to see."  He gave a tug, the brush giving
way and pulling back.  We all stared at a circular hole carved into the
rock face behind the thicket.  "Check it out!"

We all ran up to examine the hole, clearly made by some kind of tool or
machine.  OK, OK not really uncommon in this area.  With the mining of
granite which the area and state were so famous for, finding something like
this was not really that uncommon.  What struck me was the location.
Several miles from the nearest road.  Almost a perfect circle cut into the
stone which was not Granite.

I began to climb into the opening, a myriad of hands grabbing at my arms
and hips.  My boys all shouting for me to stop.  I sat in the opening and
looked at them.

"What?  Let's check it out!"

"Yeah OK we can," Bear started, "but let's maybe get some clothes on?"

"Yeah city, and grab us some flashlights an rope from camp," Kenny added
giving my arm a tug.

"Besides, who knows what's in there."  Joel added in hushed tones.  "There
could be a bear!"

There was a loud groan from all of us.  I climbed out and Joel began
leading us back to the waterfall.



Suddenly Bear turned and left the stream, heading away from us to the
opposite side and the thick forest.

"HEY," I called out to him.  "Where you think you're going?"  Bear Pointed
towards the brush and trees.

"Aint no way we is gonna make it down the falls, sides there's a trail over
here."  He gave me that sexy smile of his and began walking.

Kenny, Joel and me, looked and sure as shit, if you looked hard enough, you
could actually see a well over-grown trail.  We hurried to follow Bear as
he made his way through the over growth.  After several minutes we broke
through and found we were right behind where we had set up camp.



Quickly dressing and grabbing lights and some food for lunch, we were soon
back at the opening Joel had found.  I gave them all a nod and leaned in
the hole, shining my light ahead of me.

The short tunnel lead down a steep slope no bigger than the three foot
opening.  It lead into a large room, also hewn out of the same rock, maybe
twenty feet across, and large enough to stand upright.  The floor was
littered with leaves and plant debris and several small rodent carcasses.
Looking around I saw another tunnel on the opposite side, large enough to
walk in.

I jumped when the rope Kenny had brought suddenly flew in the chamber, one
end going up through the hole that I had just come down.  It jiggled and
shook and soon one by one the boys slid into the room.

We were all silent as we each wandered around investigating our
archeological discovery.  Joel was worried that this was part of the Indian
burial grounds, but I pointed out that the room was made with tools or a
machine.  That milled timbers were used to shore up the walls and Ceiling
so clearly not made by the Indians.

It was decided that we would explore the other tunnel for thirty minutes,
then come back and get outside.  No one moved so I struck out first,
turning to call off of them chicken shits.  There was no rebuttal so I
chuckled at the truth.



The tunnel continued on twisting this way and that.  Roughly hacked timbers
supporting the roof and sides, planking added when the rock turned to dirt.
There were rooms off the tunnel, some big and some no bigger than a closet,
here and there.  A couple actually had other tunnels and rooms off of them
as well.  We agreed as a group to mark the wall in the main tunnel and then
go back later to see where they went.

We had just about reached our thirty minute when the main tunnel widened.
Our lights shone around the room, each of us looking in different places.
A gasp from Joel drew us all to look where he was.

His light was flashing about then a gasp;

"What the fuck is this?"  We all moved closer his light to his feet as he
moved forward.  All our lights joined and together slowly moved up the
wall.  Bolted with large bolts, was a line of metal rings about six feet
off the floor.  Hanging from these heavy rings were thick chains each with
a rusted manacle and very old padlock.

We each examined a set, me examining several.  We all froze when we heard
what sounded like a door closing and being locked.  We hurried to follow
the sound which came from the tunnel at the opposite end of this room.  I
was about to enter it when Bear grabbed my shoulder.  I spun around and saw
him holding everyone back.  He turned and shined his light on the wall from
where we entered the large cavern.  We looked to see there were three
entrances, not one.

"Please, PLEASE, someone tell me they know which one we came out of..."  He
walked to the opening and entered each a short distance.  He finally
emerged and shrugged.  "No fuckin clue guys.  They all look exactly the
same."  I understood the puzzle that now faced us for our return, but
something drew me to the single tunnel where we'd heard the noises.

"We'll worry about that in a bit," I whispered to him.  I used my hands on
his shoulders to reassure him as I could feel his tension.  "Come on I want
to see what the noise was."  I pulled him with me as all four of us headed
into the single tunnel.

We passed more shackles and chains here and there, these newer, but still
very old.  Then came the sight that gave me the most pause.  In a small
side room was a great pile of skins, next to which was mounded a pile of
feathers.  Feathers like I had seen the Indian wearing each time I'd seen
him.  I crouched and began to examine the skins and even though they were
very old and rotting, they were all loin cloths and moccasins, again like
the Indian wore.  I held one up for Bear to see.

"Just like the Indian I told you about.  He was wearing something just like
this."  Bear reached for the rotting cloth and it literally broke apart in
his fingers.  I repeated the action with some of the feathers, showing them
to Bear and nodding that these were the same as well.  I lay them back,
saying a small prayer in my mind hoping whoever they belonged too, soon
found peace.  I stood and lead the group back in the direction we had been
heading.

After several more minutes we entered yet another large room, all four of
us taking the time to stop and look back.  Phew, only one tunnel.  This
room was littered with garbage.  Again nothing really new all old and
rotting away.  There was one large wooden door at the far end.  I pushed it
and it reluctantly gave way.  The room on the other side was much smaller
in size and height, with a ramshackle set of wooden stairs leading up to
the planked roof.

Kenny suddenly became brave and ascended the stairs, giving a mighty heave
with his shoulders and back against what appeared to be some kind of door.
He was only able to get it to move up a bit, all of us seeing the large
lock of modern design above it.



Joel, Bear and I climbed up and pushed with all our strength, allowing
Kenny to cock his head and peak through the little slit that formed.  We
all eagerly awaited a report of what he saw but only heard a soft sighing
whistle.



Back in the outer room Kenny detailed that he couldn't see much.  That it
was a barn he thought.  He shook his head and began to pace.

"Ya'll, I know that barn but for the life a me I can't member where from."
He removed his hat and scratched his head.  "Ya'll know I get around with
my Pa helping round up herds and shit so I done been in every barn in the
county."  He paced some more, occasionally slapping his hat against his
leg.  "Gol darn it ya stupid igit think.  Whatcha got slop for brains?"  I
went to him and grabbed his hips forcing him to stop.

"Hey, hey, shh shh, it's OK.  The more you think the more you're gonna
forget." I hugged him tight to me, his body tensed with worry.  I could
feel him relaxing slightly as I hugged him, so released my hold.  I looked
into his eyes and smiled.  "It'll come back to you, just give it time."



We decided to start heading back as all the lights were starting to dim.
When we came to the three tunnels we stopped.  Bear stepped up and stood at
the entrance of each.

"This one here," he proclaimed confidently.  "This here is the only one
with air flowing from it strong like."  He took the lead with me holding
his belt.  I was proud of my farm boy explorer.  Joel and Kenny followed
close behind.  We made no more stops, just kept going until finally we
reached the first room with the rope still hanging down.

We each in turn, climbed the rope, every one of us breathing a sigh of
relief as soon as we stepped on the ground outside.  Not much was said as
we hid the opening and headed back to camp.



We found the horses all well and good, Lancelot obviously very happy to see
me.  He trotted over and began to nuzzle my chest, popping open the snaps
so his nose could rub my bare chest.  I let him do as he pleased, only
stopping him when he began to nuzzle my crotch.  Sure, you all know I love
this special attention and wouldn't have minded one bit except Joel was
there.  I stepped back giving him a stern look.  He nudged my swelling cock
one last time then nickered in that way he does that tells me, I got you.

I heard the boys all jumping into the lake but I wanted a few more minutes
with my stud.  I began telling him what we had found.  He paid attention to
my words, his ears turned to catch my whispers.  When I paused in my tail,
he slid his muzzle behind my head and gripped the collar of my shirt.  He
tugged it so I quickly stripped it off.

I moved so around him, again spinning my tale, stroking my hands over his
lean body.  I rounded his rump and he swished his tail to and fro, the wiry
hairs tantalizing my skin.  As I continued telling him of the items we
found I became melancholy and pressed my face to his hind quarters.  I
could feel tears welling in my eyes and for some odd reason I did not want
him to see me cry.

He moved away from me, turning to once again face me, his forehead to mine,
my eyes trying to avert his gaze.  He began to nicker and huff, almost like
he was trying to communicate to me.  His head moved this way and that as he
continued to 'talk', then with one last look, he lifted his lips to my
eyes, rubbing over them.  I'll be damned he was kissing my tears away.

This animal really seemed to know me.  He move so he was broad side to me
and gave me his usual sign to get on.  I grabbed his mane but he shook my
hand loose.  I shot him a questioning look and he nudged my hips, his mouth
pushing at my jeans.  I aint a dummy, and quickly shucked my boots and
began to strip off my jeans.  Yeah OK, I admit it, I let him help push the
front down.  His large nostrils flared as he sniffed in my scent, and after
a very quick lipping of my cock with his huge rubbery lips, I backed off
and took my jeans off.

I was up on his back in no time, Lancelot breaking into a fast gallop as he
ran around the open area.  The boys all stopped their horsing around to
watch, as Lancelot plowed full speed into the lake, slowing to a stop only
after he was chest deep in the water.

I leaned down and hugged his neck tight.  He responded lovingly at first.
Then with a powerful flick of his neck I was sent head over heels, sailing
through the air over his head.  I splashed into the water some ten feet in
front of him.  I came up and he was bucking and nickering at me.  Hell they
were all laughing at me.  I lunged at him playfully but with his size and
strength there was no way I would ever catch him.  He flopped about once or
twice before running out and heading back to the field.  I was not alone
long as the boys all swam over and piled on top of me.  We horsed around
playing grab ass for a bit then Bear nodded and I followed him over to the
water fall.



We spoke no words.  As soon as we could stand we were embraced and his lips
mashed to mine.  I lost track of everything around me.  I focused on the
one thing I had, my sexy farm boy.  He wasted no time and had us up in
front of the falls, my legs over his shoulders, and his face between my
cheeks.

He teased my hole for a short time, swirling his tongue around and over it.
I was moaning loudly, begging him to stick it in, but he continued to tease
me only licking the surface.  He held me in such a way that I was trapped.
Pined to the smooth rocks at the bottom of the falls, his head pressed hard
to my ass while the cool water rained down over us.

He finally pulled back and spit onto my hole.  I felt it winking at him,
like it was trying to suck up his spittle.  He spit again, with perfect
aim, a larger gob of spit.  He worked his personal lube inside me with
first one then two fingers.  His entry hard and relentless.  I didn't care,
I loved him any way I could get him.  He finger fucked me with the two
fingers for a short bit then added a third.

He now moved up over me kissing up my chest and neck, finally finding my
needy lips.  We kissed the kiss of a lifetime that very moment.  Yeah I
think I've said that before but it's true.  When he truly let his passion
go, he made everything, even things we've done a million times... Better.

His fingers were fucking me hard, my ass relaxing more and more.  He ground
his knuckles against me.  I swear for a moment he was going to try and
shove his whole hand up my ass.  I panicked for a second and grabbed his
head looking into his seductive eyes.  I looked for the look he'd had
earlier.  The glazed spaced out look.  At first his eyes were closed, his
tongue fighting with mine between our mouths.  Then they opened and I saw
plain as day the young farm boy's eyes I loved with all my heart looking
back at me.  I lost all control at that very moment.  I grunted into his
mouth, my cock throbbing between us as my cum blasted out splattering on
both our necks.

His hand was gone and quickly replaced by his big teen cock.  He was as
gentile as always but there was no pause. He put the head to my hole and
pushed his entire length into me with one mighty shove.  His hips began
long fast strokes, pulling his cock fee and then shoving it back in.  He
was now grunting into my mouth as I felt him drawing close to his orgasm.

My cock remained hard and although it had stopped shooting cum, a near
steady drool of my cum was continuing to flow from my slit.  I could see
behind us, over on the shore of the lake, Kenny kneeling beside Joel.  His
head bobbing up and down on Joel's nice cock.  Both had their eyes trained
on Bear and me.  I could tell from where they were they could clearly see
Bear's cock ramming in and out of me, his balls tight to his shaft.

Bear's pace quickened, his strokes shortening.  Now working just the head
in and out of my hole which tried desperately to grip it and keep it in
side.  Our kiss broke and I groaned;

"Oh baby fuck me harder! Make love to me all night just like this."  My
head rolled back my eyes tipping back into my head.  Bear moved so he now
squatted, my legs over his arms and he drove his boy cock in my ass.  I
grabbed his face and growled at him.  "Yes baby that's it.  Fuck me like Pa
does!  Ram you cock in me so hard you fill my belly with your cum."  Bear
smiled at me but shook his head.

"Gonna fuck ya like Lancelot wants to."  He was grunting quietly so only I
could hear.  "I know he wants to shove that whole big cock a his all the
way in.  He can't, but..."  he grunted several times as he mimicked his
words and shoved his cock, tip to base deep in me.  Then he froze, his cock
beating me up inside as it throbbed out of control.  "Oh fuck!  Oh fuck!
Yeah mmmm oh fuck yeah I'm a cuming."  His thrusting began anew as he
climaxed all through my insides.



After a brief pause, he stood, his cock still in me lifting my hips as he
rose.  I felt as if he'd knotted me much like a male dog does to a female.
I hung off his cock, enjoying this new experience.  He turned slightly, I
think so the boys could see his cock still in my ass as he stood there.  I
half expected him to start beating on his chest like a gorilla, but instead
he lowered me down, lifting one of my legs so he could make sure the boys
saw him sliding his cock out of me.  He was being quite the show off stud,
but I loved the fact they could see this and play my part equally well.

I looked to see Joel, now had Kenny's head in his hand and while watching
Bear show off, began to cum, Kenny's throat flexing as he swallowed what
looked to be a huge load of ball juice.  Kenny finally pulled free with a
loud groan, stringlets of cum stretching from Joel's cock to his mouth.
Kenny rocked back onto his feet and stood in a slight crouch, his fist
furiously beating his cock.  When he came seconds later he turned to face
where Bear and I lay recovering.  His cum shooting out onto the shore.



Bear carried me back to the camp where Kenny and Joel still lay about,
sweaty and cum covered.  No one was hard anymore, our pent up sexual needs
satisfied at least for now.  We moved back to where the boys had spread
another comforter on the ground next to where Bear and I had slept.  All of
us collapsing into a pile of naked flesh.



Despite arms, legs and bodies all tangled together, someone, I don't know
who, managed to find a joint and sparked it up.  It was passed around a few
times, Bear doing his normal thing of putting it to my lips and taking it
away.

We were all catching a nice buzz when I felt Joel, who was under me, partly
shift how he was laying.  His cock had risen to a semi-hard state, and his
shift had it now pressed into my crack.  Bear and Kenny were intertwined,
and lying next to us.

"Something is knocking at my back door," I finally said in a light hearted
tone so as to not piss Bear off.

"Yeah, um sorry about that," Joel croaked.  "It's just seeing how you and
Bear smoke cigs and joints is a huge fucking turn on for me."  He tried to
shift again but only succeeded in making his cock harden more, as it slid
deeper between my cheeks and against my sore hole.

"Aint no fucking him turd brain you gots me?"  Bears voice was pleasant but
still stern.  "Don't care if y'all jack off or maybe he sucks ya off once
or twice but his ass belongs to me."

Now during this I had not been nice and had been flexing my cheeks on
Joel's cock.  Honestly I didn't want him to fuck me, just more to be a
tease.  His cock was rock hard now, his head pressed tight to the back of
my balls.

"Nah Barrett don't wanna fuck him, but dam his ass is jacking me and I'm
gonna cum if he don't...  shit too late sorry..."  His words turning into
grunts as he came a more subdued load onto my balls and legs.  I continued
to milk his cock till Joel squirmed and begged me to stop.  "Oh fuck stop,
stop stop...  Tickles, tickles..."

I rolled to my knees over Bear and Kenny.  Kenny's eyes twinkling as my
cock flopped near his mouth.  Bear chose that moment to move and I almost
lost my balance, falling forward, Kenny's mouth gobbling up my dick as I
did.  Bear grabbed the lube that was near him and after greasing his cock,
slid it easily back up my ass.

Joel moved and from how Kenny was moaning as he sucked my cock I assumed
Joel was either sucking him or jacking him off.  Bear began using his cock,
pulling it free of me and wiping Joel's cum up with the head.  He then
fucked it back into me.  This feeling and the awesome job Kenny was doing
made me loose it and my cock drooled a nice load into Kenny's mouth.

He refused to stop sucking even as I went completely soft.  Sucking me as
Joel continued to play with Kenny's cock out of my sight.  Bear came next,
pulling out and cuming onto my hole.  Finally Kenny groaned, my cock
slipping from his mouth as I looked to see him cuming from Joel's hand
masturbating him.

We again all collapsed, this time with our respective partners, Bear's arms
and legs holding me to him as he cooed his love for me into my ear.



It was nearly dark before any of us moved.  Bear and I checked on all the
horses while Kenny and Joel built a fire to cook supper on.  Lancelot
seemed a bit miffed at me, giving me a few head shoves to move me away.  I
did feel a little bad that I may have hurt his feelings, but when I turned
my back to him and got a whiff of my cummy ass, he changed his tune.

He wriggled his fat nose into my cheeks, sniffing the goodness back there.
I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning as he jabbed his tongue up
into my hole, giving me a good, quick clean out.  I turned to face him and
he quickly gobbled my cock up into his mouth, sucking and twisting his
tongue around my flaccid shaft.

"He aint gonna leave ya be till ya take care of the problem hanging under
him," Bear said hugging me from behind.  "Go on," he whispered, "it's
getting dark.  I'll go distract them.  You go on the other side and help
him out.  When you're done just run to the lake and take a swim.  I'll drag
them in then."  Bear kissed my neck and slapped my ass hard as he walked
away.  My squeal and sudden thrust forward, making Lance nicker, tickling
my cock still up in his mouth.

Lancelot left my dick and came up to kiss on my face.  I hugged his head
and moved around to the opposite side so no one could see me.  I felt his
tummy and stroked back to his sheath, where his cock dropped fast at my
touch.

He was hard almost as quick and I wasted no time in taking his un-flared
head into my mouth.  He gave a quiet grunt and breathed a shiver as I
sucked nearly eight inches into my mouth and throat.  My stud was a
gentleman and did not thrusting as he normally would.  I reached up and
caressed his massive balls that hung, hot and heavy behind his sheath.

Lancelot moved for some reason and I fell to my back under him, his cock
slipping from my mouth.  His giant hooves thumped the ground around me, but
I did not panic.  As always I know he would never intentionally hurt me.

I reached for his bouncing cock, but it jumped up, thumping on his belly.
He repeated this action, making his cock jump up and thump hard on his
belly.  I remember being told this was how a horse beat of and that it was
called thumping.

After several more thumps his cock lowered and hung hard and long over me.
I now reached up and took it in my hands.  I started to raise up, but a few
well-placed hoof stomps told me my stud did not want a blow job.  I stroked
his massive cock the head flaring fat and wide.  With a reserved grunt and
quick hip thrust my stud bathed me in his mega load of cum.

Long thick streams of his hot juice, splurted out, soaking me from head to
abs.  Four big ones and two smaller, thinner ones.  His seed running off me
onto the ground.

His cock softened and I scooted under it, letting the flared head rub my
face.  As his flare lessened I took his head into my mouth sucking and
cleaning him.  I rose up as he retracted his cock, sucking him, until my
nose and mouth were surrounded by the soft warm folds of his sheath.  Yet
still I suckled him like that until he moved a step back, pulling himself
from me, and audible sucking pop as his cock left my mouth.



I regretfully moves out from under him, his load still dripping from me.  I
rubbed him down quickly, an act I know he enjoyed after I'd made him cum.
We shared a final sloppy kiss and I ran off to the lake as Bear had told me
too.



After we'd all bathed and smoked another joint, we lay around the fire
roasting hotdogs.  We still had plenty of beans, but due to Bears nasty
gas, we all decided that breathing was more preferred, so we didn't need to
eat them.



"Alright Cody," Joel spoke up.  "Fess up, tell us what you know and what's
all this about an Indian?"

I detailed the first two times I had seen him and what all had happened.  I
left out my latest encounter, feeling it was more of a personal nature.  I
explained what I knew and had learned for Cooter.  I was filling in some
details about my first sighting, and how Bear had been sleep walking when
Kenny jumped up giving a rebel yell.

"Yee Haw, some bitch that's it!  Gaw-dam shit been a buggin me all fuckin
day!"  We all recovered from the shit being scared out of us and looked to
our naked buddy as he did a high stepping dance, slapping his cowboy hat on
his bare thigh.

Kenny sat back down finally and ignored us, as he began chopping on a
hotdog.  Joel threw another dog at him, smacking him right between the
eyes.  Kenny shot him a disgusted look until Joel gave him an exasperated
shrug.  It was funny.  You know the saying 'and the light goes on?'  Well
that is just what happened.  Kenny shot Joel the angry look, Joel shrugged
at him and then 'the light went on.'  Kenny's face lighting up with
excitement.

"Ha sorry y'all.  K so y'all member when I was looking up through that
there door thingy?"  We all nodded, silently urging him to hurry up and
tell us.  "Ya well see I knows I knows it.  Been there lots.  I knews it."
He stopped and looked around as if seeing if anyone else was near.  He then
leaned in closer and began to whisper;

"Yep, been there before."  He pointed to me and Bear.  "A'yup, you fuckers
been there too."  Bear and I exchanged quick glances then looked back at
Kenny.

"Oh for Christ sake," I screamed at him.  "WHERE IS IT?"  Kenny smiled and
flicked his finger on his hat as he leaned back;

"That there barn belongs to Mr. Paul..."







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