Date: Thu, 11 Jun 2015 02:00:09 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm boy chapter 30

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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 30


*** Lancelot lowered his head over my shoulder, pressing his to mine.  JR
lifted my hand giving me the carving.

"This belongs to you, Caddo."

We soon ventured back into the tunnels, splitting into two groups.  Kenny
and Joel set off exploring the side rooms and other tunnels, while Bear, JR
and I headed straight back to the rooms at the end.

My first task was set to wanting to search through the piles of rotting
debris.  A sorrowful task, but one I felt I needed to do.  Bear remained in
the large outer room searching through the trash and discarded Items.  JR
was with me as we first carefully dug through the disintegrating pile of
loin cloths, leggings and moccasins.

At one point, as we knelt together, JR lay his hand on my shoulder.  I
looked at him as he shook his head in disgust. I patted his hand and we
continued searching, finding nothing.

I turned and began carefully picking through the pile of feathers and
decorative jewelry.  Feathers tied in varying numbers, the hardest ones to
see were the single feathers.

"From a child," JR whispered.  "They took kids too.  Fucking bastards."
His hand slipped from my shoulder to my lower back and began a slight
massage.

It was dusty work and it was becoming hard to breath.  I felt as JR
squatted behind me.  Felt his legs pressing to mine.  His arms reaching
around my head, a bandana in his hands.  He tied this cloth around my nose
and face, my nose detecting his scent.

"Don't be needin us to get sick breathin in this here shit air."  He did
the same to himself and merely watched as I would pick up am individual
feather grouping, each with at least one black, white and red feather and
one solid black.  After examining each, I handed it to him to lay out
beside us.  JR soon paused and slowly scanned the growing display.  He
moved from behind me, coming to kneel at my side, our bodies close.

I watched as he began pointing at the colored feathers and then repeating
this action with the solid black ones.  I lifted the next grouping and
turned to him;

"These with the colors are the symbol of the tribe."  I separated the three
which I now held, to show him.  "I am not sure about the differing numbers.
I assume they hold a special meaning."  I now held out the always single
solid black feather, JR's fingers lightly touching it.  "These symbolize
the people of the Loon.  The Oshoosh.  They were a community of Gays, so to
speak.  This feather was for them only."  I told him a bit more of the
details about what I knew of the area and what happened.  He lay his strong
hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes.

"I don't think these things were dreams Cody."  He looked to see if we were
still alone.  "Last summer I went to a tribal gathering and participated in
a sweat lodge."  He again looked around.  "If you have a vision quest you
should not speak of it.  I can tell you, it was far more than a dream.
More real than us being here together now.  Most vision quests you seek
answers to problems you face.  You seek out your animal guide and they help
you."  He lowered his bandana, "I do not think your guide is the Indian you
call Isilly as guides are most always animals.  Yet I have heard of people
who are strong in the ways of magic that can visit with their ancestors."
He fell quiet, his hand again stroking the feathers.  Not looking back at
me he very quietly spoke almost as if only to himself.  "Maybe Isilly is
and ancestor."

I had also looked away as he spoke, my eyes scanning over the few remaining
feathers.

"Thirty seven," I whispered.

"And if what you have said to us is true," JR's hand motioned to the laid
out feather groups, "Isilly would make thirty eight."

"I want to leave them here," I told him standing up.  "I will ask Isilly
the next time I encounter him what I should do with them.  Until then, we
leave them here like this."  JR nodded and we stood for a minute in
silence.

We re-joined Bear who was by now filthy.  Covered from head to toe in dirt,
dust and crud.  He had only found one thing but it was a doozy.  He
carefully unrolled a large rolled up piece of paper on a ramshackle table.
Hand drawn, it showed the entire tunnel system.  One end being the falls
and lake area, the other showing and area simply labeled farm.

We were studying it closely when Joel and Kenny joined us again.

"All them thar tunnels all come out in that room back there," Kenny stated.
"Not much else in here.  Gots dead rats and shit and that's bout it."  They
went on to say that what else there was so old and busted up they didn't
know what to make of it.

Before we left, I had to take a peek at what Kenny claimed to be Mr. Paul's
barn.  We all headed into the room, planning on having JR lift the trap
door as high as he could.  I climbed up first and crouched near the top.
JR then climbed up and with a grunt he shoved up.

The door shot up easily for him, the lock apparently having been removed.
I spun around and wrapped my arms around his waist, my face pressing hard
to his crotch, trying to prevent him from falling back.  He steadied
himself on my shoulders, giving them a pat to say he was OK.

Releasing him, I slowly turned to see that we were indeed in Mr. Paul's
barn.  I crept out onto the main floor, my boys all whispering for me to
come back.  I motioned them to be quiet and snuck over to where the large
bard door was halfway open.  I stayed crouched and peered outside.

Mr. Paul's ranch spread out before me, his house sitting dark.  I wanted to
go out further, but the sound of a truck rumbling up caused me to quickly
vanish back down into the tunnels, JR lowering the door silently.

We quickly made our way back, our lights burning out one by one.  We made
it almost back to the entrance chamber when Bear's light winked out.  He
stopped and we all formed a human chain.  Bear led, then me, JR, Joel and
last Kenny.  We followers holding the hips of the one before us, Bear
slowly feeling his way forward.

Finally, after what seemed like hours in total darkness we entered the room
we slid into.  Sun light streaming through the opening, our eyes squinting
at the sudden change.  One by one we climbed up the rope, me and JR the
last two, JR doing a dam good job of feeling up my ass as he helped me
climb up.

I felt both his hands on my ass.  They were not man-handling me, more a
gentle caress as he boosted me up.  I quickly looked back, on his face a
playful look.  Bear must not ever know of this.

"Go on city," he chided me, slapping my ass as I continued to climb the
rope.  "Climb boy, go on git."  Again his hand smacked my ass, harder this
time.  I began to laugh and suddenly lost my grip.  I tumbled straight
down, my feet catching the rough sides of the wall and knocking me almost
upside down.

I landed hard.  JR had done his best to break my fall by managing to catch
me, his arms quickly wrapping around me.  He twisted us in such a way that
we hit the floor and rolled, a cloud of dust and dirt billowing up around
us.

I was OK.  Dazed but OK.  I lay there catching my breath, JR loosening his
hold on me, rising up to his knees.

"You OK boy?"  His voice was concerned as we lay in the darkness.  "You
took a bad fall, just lay thar a bit lemme check you out."  I continued to
catch my breath as JR began feeling over my body with his strong hands.
Sliding them along my arms with a strong but gentle pressure.  He lifted
each leg and slowly rolled my ankles asking if I had any pain.  He slid his
hands up one leg making sure to slowly rub over my crotch then down the
other, a soft moan escaping my lips as he felt over my hardening cock.

He felt my chest and then my sides, as I erupted in laughter.

"Stop that tickles," I giggled as he maneuvered himself up between my legs,
me trying to fight off his hands as he pressed his crotch to my butt.

"I aint no doc but I think yous OK city."  He again tickled me his hands
going back to my crotch giving it another rubbing.  "Yeah yous fine I can
tell."

He pulled me up as Bear appeared in the hole above us.

"CODY?  JR?  You guys OK?"

"Yeah bud, butter fingers here slipped and fell but don't fret I caught
him.  We tumbled but he's in one piece.  Git ready I'm sending him up."

Finally out of the tunnels, I blinked in the bright afternoon sun.  Bear
and the boys were on me like glue, hands rubbing and feeling me up and
down, making sure nothing was broken, then brushing off the dirt that now
covered every inch of me.

With a grunt from the hole, JR emerged, filthy and puffing for breath.  He
jumped from the opening, loose dirt dropping from his clothing.  I don't
know why, but I gave him a hug, thanking him for what he did.

"Eh don't worry boy, I was in the right place is all."  He gave my ass a
smack and we headed back to camp.

The rest of our trip was uneventful, and early the next morning we were
packed and riding back home.  I learned that JR was actually not just
passing through, but in fact staying on at Kenny's place for about a month.
His parents were already gone when we arrived, the plan was for him to
remain and work on the ranch.

Bear and I didn't even dismount, saying our goodbyes and getting leg pats
and rubs from the others, before we rode off towards the farm.

"I aint too happy him calling you City," Bear growled finally.

"I think he picked it up from Kenny is all."  I reached over and squeezed
Bear's shoulder.  "You know Kenny calls me that all the time."

"Yeah and that's fine but he don't know you.  Like he just met ya and shit,
an now he's all buddy buddy?  It's bull shit."  Bear reigned in Bella and
looked down.  "An I really don't like how he is always feeling your ass.
I'm sorry babe," he looked up at me, "but that there ass a yours is all
mine."  I reached over and grabbed his collar, pulling him to me.

"It is.  Every single inch of me belongs to you and you alone."  I mashed
my lips to his, my fingers grabbing his sweat soaked hair holding him to
me.  Bear finally broke our kiss, sitting back on his horse.  He leaned
back looking at my ass;

"Ya know, I could maybe make a few bucks.  Sell him some time if-n ya know
whats I mean..."  Bear cracked a huge grin.

He kicked Bella and they took off like a shot, Bear hooting loudly as they
galloped off.

"Bitch," I mumbled, "HA," I called out to Lance, giving him a firm nudge
with my heels.  He needed no more encouragement, and bolted after Bear and
Bella, quickly over taking them.

Bella was fast, but no match for Lancelot who kept a good length ahead of
her.  Bear working her hard, calling for her to move it and go faster.

Lancelot and I won, hands down.  We galloped down the drive and came to a
stop in front of the house.  Bear and Bella galloped up, both winded and
covered in sweat.  He dismounted and ran to me.  His hands were grabbing my
shirt and legs, pulling me from Lance's back.  We tumbled to the ground
where he finally pinned me under him.

"You be thinkin yous all this hot stud and be like all lookie at me."  Bear
lowered his face to mine.  "You aint nothing but pure city boy all cocky
and shit, huh?"  We wrestled for only a few minutes, the sound of Pa's
tractor coming up from the lower pasture, making us stop and act like we
were behaving.

By the time he was driving his huge New Holland tractor up by the barn,
Bear and I were pretty much done unsaddling our horses.  Pa had a grim look
on his face as he parked and left the engine running, as he opened the cab
door and hollered at us.

"Barrett, tend to them horses boy.  Cody run the other side of the bard and
hook up the small trailer to the Kabota ya hear.  Drive it on over here
right quick."

I handed Lances lead to Bear and headed off as I was told.  I knew this
voice and knew better than to dally about or worse question him.

The Kabota was a much smaller tractor that we boys were allowed to operate.
It had a front bucket, much like Pa's huge New Holland, but being smaller
it could work just about anywhere.  I hauled the four wheel trailer and
snapped the tongue ring onto the hook.  Jumping up I fried her up and was
soon driving around the barn to meet Pa, who'd repositioned himself, his
bucket raising up as he directed me to drive underneath.

He jockeyed his tractor a bit and lowered his bucked, a fully grown hog
flopping out onto the trailer I was pulling, a good amount of blood
splashing off onto the ground.  I was not shocked by this, I'd been here
long enough to know where our meat came from.  My shock was from it not
being slaughter time, not that there was a set in stone day that they
slaughtered, but it just seemed odd.

Pa Hobbled off his tractor and limped over to me.  His left pants leg was
tattered and very bloodied and he carried a rifle in his hand.

"Come on, I'll help ya tie him down."  I couldn't stop looking at Pa's
bloody leg.  "Taint nothing, jest a scratch.  Bastard charged me at the pen
and muckled onto my leg to get by me."  Pa stopped and grabbed my shoulder,
his hand clearly shaking.  "Didn't wanna put him down, but don't need shit
like that going on.  What if it was one a you boys?  That thar hog just
kill ya rather than look at ya."

Pa refused to go to the house and let Ma tend to him.  By the time we'd
finished the sounds of sirens could be heard approaching.  Not long after a
bright red and white Ambulance was zooming down the drive, followed by
several private pickups all with red lights flashing on top.

The EMTs and Paramedics quickly took Pa to the house and began treating
him.  He had instructed me and Bear to take the hog to a neighbors, who was
the butcher.

Pa was ordered to rest and stay off his leg for the next few days.  Bear
and I delivered the hog and returned to the farm ready to take on the extra
work, which was already more as Damian had left for college while we were
on our camping trip.  I arranged it with my sister to just stay at the farm
until Pa was better.

Four thirty came super early and Bear and I crawled out of bed and dressed
in our work clothes.  Ma was already up and after grabbing coffee we headed
out in the dark to start chores before school.  Bear and I would do the
harder work and Ma would handle the simpler tasks.

By six thirty we were done and headed off to shower and change for school.
Ma packed us lunches and we headed up to catch the bus.

My first day at classes was, well... mind blowing to say the least.  This
place was a combined junior and senior high and the entire school building,
including the cafeteria and quad was about one forth the size of my old
school.  There was maybe four hundred people - students, teachers and staff
- compared to the nearly fifteen hundred at my old school.

I was glad that both Kenny and Bear were in my homeroom, but after that I
was on my own except lunch with Bear and then a study hall with Kenny after
that.  People were semi nice to me, most remembering me from the fair and
around town.  There was no end to the offers of help finding classes and
folks willing to make sure I made it to class on time.

Lunch with Bear was a much needed time to clear my head.  Ma had packed us
huge lunches which we ate in the quad.  Kenny avoided us during lunch,
sitting with his football friends.  I watched Bear grimace when several
people walked by and said hi to us.  Calling him by name and me City.  I
nudged him saying it was OK and not disrespectful.  That he should see it
as a compliment as it made them friendlier.

Lunch was nearly over when Bear grabbed me and pulled me to follow him.  He
led me down some stairs into a dimly lit room.  Dropping his pack, he
pulled mine from my shoulder and tossed it with his.  He pushed me to the
wall and kissed me hard.

"I need to welcome you here," he groaned as he dropped to his knees.  His
fingers deftly opening my jeans and pulling my cock free.  No ceremony,
just pulled it out and began sucking it.

I relaxed and enjoyed his skillful mouth as he swallowed me tip to root,
his hands massaging my abs and chest.  I knew we were pressed for time but
I also knew a simple blow job would not satisfy either one of us.

I stood him up and quickly opened his jeans, his eyes looking at me with
the 'oh you dirty boy' look.  I held his cock in my open hand and spit onto
his cock head, smearing it around.  I repeated this action as my free hand
wriggled my jeans lower.

Between both of us, his cock was soon dripping spit and I bent over bracing
against the wall.  Bear took my hips and spread my cheeks with his thumbs,
pushing his cock into me.  His length sliding in, stretching me open with a
loud moan.

Once his cock was fully inside me, He pulled me back to him, his hands
ripping my shirt open, his cock pressing hard against my insides.  The head
ramming into my prostrate, with his short, hard thrusts.

I was grunting loudly as we continued to make love in this dirty room.  Our
voices echoing off the thick walls.  Bear grunting as he lowered himself
them rising up to thrust his cock deeply within me.  I nearly screamed when
Kenny's voice broke through our moans, his lean body appearing out of the
darkness.

"Fawkin horn dogs," he chuckled as he stepped up in front of me, pushing us
back a bit.  "I fawkin knew y'all be down he-ah."  His fingers quickly had
his jeans open, his hands pulling his cock out and bending me forward
shoved it down my throat.  "Yeah city, atta boy suck me good now.  Been a
thinkin bout yer sweet mouth all dang day."  His hands caressed my head as
he held it steady, his hips doing all the work.

God his crotch smelled so good!  He was clean but had that wonderful ball
sweat going on.  I controlled my breathing so each time he shoved his
crotch in my face, I inhaled his heavenly scent.  Don't get me wrong, OK?
Bear's scent was to me the best and the one I could not live without, but
Kenny's I had come to enjoy almost as much.

Bear grabbed my shoulders and shoved hard and deep, his balls must have
been tight as I no longer felt them slapping my ass.  He was going to cum
and cum big.  Kenny was still driving back and forth, his slick shaft
slipping in and out of my mouth with a noisy slurping.  I held his legs for
balance, feeling as they now began to tighten.

With a loud grunt, Bear buried his cock in me and began to cum.  His cock
throbbing against my prostrate as he filled me with his full load.  Kenny
followed, shooting almost as soon as Bear had finished.  His cum was
saltier than normal but I still gobbled it down.

"K city, your turn," Kenny announced as he withdrew and pulled me up, Bear
wrapping his arms around my chest.  "Ima gonna suck a quick one outta yer
nuts boy."  He was fondling my cock when the fucking bell rang.

"FUCK," I groaned, "Come on do me fast bud," I pleaded.

"Nah city, I gots to git.  We's only gots five minutes to get ta class."
We all quickly wiped up and ran up the stairs to find the hall full of
students.  Bear whispered he's see me in the quad after last period and
gave me a wink while he mouthed he loved me.  I looked to see Kenny heading
off in the other direction.  I was alone and suddenly realized I had no
clue where I needed to go.

I began digging in my pack for my schedule, when this hand appeared out of
now where, pulling me to follow.  I looked up to see Kenny smiling a big
smile.

"Come on city, yous and me gots study hall, c'mon this-a way."  We broke
into a fast walk and he led me up to the second floor and around a corner.
We walked in the room just as the second bell rang, the teacher: an older
man who looked sort of like a hippy, looking up at us.

"Glad you could make it boys," his quiet voice spoke.

"Sorry Mr. Mullus, This here's city and," the entire room fell quiet.  "Er
I mean this here's Cody and he's new."  I stood frozen as Kenny began
heading to an open seat.  All eyes were on me and I couldn't move an inch.
Once again Kenny's hand grabbed my shirt and tugged me to follow.  "C'mon
boy this-a way."  He dragged me to the back of the room and the only table
with two seats available at it.

Mr. Mullus detailed the rules of his study hall, and compared to my earlier
one, his was really laid back. He didn't mind quiet talking as long as it
didn't disturb anyone who was studying.  Sodas and snacks were allowed as
long as you cleaned up your mess.  I think the strictest rule he had were
don't be late.  If you were late count on getting a detention.

Where this was the first day of classes, he suggested we all just relax and
talk.  This was really cool until I realized I was to be the focus of the
conversation.  I sunk low into my chair, which brought out some laughter
from my fellow students.

It really wasn't that bad after all.  He was actually a history teacher and
like I suspected he was a hippy.  Even though I was the focus of the
conversation, he kept it moving and soon we were all talking and having a
pretty good time.  I even learned that one of the other students, this guy
named Cory, had the same classes I did after this.  I admit I was sad to
hear the bell ring at the end of the period.

Kenny was giving me directions to my next class, when Cory came up and said
he'd take me with him.  We left, Kenny saying he see me after school and
then heading back down stairs.

Cory, was a bit shorter than me, maybe five foot seven and looked to be
stoutly built.  We made a quick stop at his locker and then headed to
English and after that Biology, where he suggested we be lab partners.

Finally the last bell rang and I headed back to the quad to meet Bear, who
was already there waiting.  I quickly detailed the last parts of my day to
him.  I saw Cory walking not far from us and called out to him.  I was a
bit miffed when he ignored my call and kept walking.  Bear was chuckling at
me and pointed to the other side of the quad.

"Go on babe, try again."  I looked where he was pointing and there saw Cory
again.  I shook my head doing a double take realizing now Cory had an
identical twin brother.  I waved the real Cory over and introduced him to
Bear.

Seems they already knew one another, as Cory's family bought meat from the
farm and his mom and Ma sold their canned goods together.  I must have
looked like a complete idiot when his brother walked up.  My eyes looking
them each up and down.  How you could tell them apart, I had no clue.
Exactly alike in every detail, except personalities.

Cory was out-going and super friendly where Rory, his twin, was quieter.
We chatted together as we made our way to the busses, the twins taking a
different bus as they lived in a different town as Bear and I.

"Hey," Rory said as we began to part, how about meeting..."  Cody picked up
right where Rory left off;

"For coffee or something in the morning..."  Rory, then spoke up again;

"In the quad?"  I was amazed at how they did that, but then remembered Bear
and I did that sometimes as well.

"Hell yeah, my treat," Bear called back as he started to get on our bus.
He looked back at me as we headed down the aisle, "you got money right?"



The ride to and from school was going to be the worst part.  It was a long
ride which lasted an hour and fifteen minutes.  Bear explained that there
was a late bus for anyone staying after school but that sucked as it didn't
drop us off at home like this bus would.  Late bus dropped us off in the
center of town, a good four mile walk to the farm.

We were nearly home when I realized Kenny wasn't on the bus.  Bear said
we'd maybe only see him on Fridays as he had football practice Monday
through Thursdays and then Games were Friday nights.  This information
reminding me that I was going to be riding Lance at home games and that I
should maybe talk to the coaches tomorrow about what was expected of me.

We finally got home and Ma had snacks out on the table and sternly told us
to get to our homework.  We could hear Pa by the back door talking to
someone, giving them a sort of interview, like for a job.

"Well come on in and we'll make up a contract and sign it then."  Pa came
through the back door, hobbling on crutches, his leg is some metal brace.
"You boys gonna be busy with school so I gots us a hand ta help out at
least till I'm better.  Boys meet Junior."

Bear and I looked up to see Kenny's cousin JR standing there, a grin from
ear to ear.

"Howdy buddy... city.  Hows y'all doing?"







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