Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2016 20:32:17 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm boy chapter 41

The usual disclaimer applies.  This is intended for adults over the age of
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!



***** - "OK, thank you for calling," and I hung up.

I turned around to see everyone just standing there.  My boys all mimicking
the look that must have been on my face as well.  Ma and Pa behind them,
Ma's eyes wet, Pa with a caring fatherly look.

Chapter 41

It had been a week since Mr. Paul had passed.  Bear and I had been kept out
of school as we were busy helping with arrangements for his funeral.  It
was a nice service, and one hell of a lot of people showed up.

I was amazed at how many people came to his house after he'd passed.
Sharing sympathy and bringing food.  We were being treated like his family
which since he had no living relatives, made sense.  Mr. Perkins, who ran
the local feed shop, explained it best.  We were Mr. Paul's boys.  He spoke
of us as if we were his sons and was always going on and on about the
things we did.



It was the day after his funeral, our last day of being allowed to stay
home from school.  After the weekend, we needed to get our lives back to
normal.  Bear and I were sitting on the porch when that lawyer guy in his
big Lincoln came driving up, followed by Pa and Ma.  My sister and her new
husband drove up shortly after that and we all went inside and settled
around the dining room table.

The Lawyer was very serious as he explained his reason for being there.  It
seemed Mr. Paul had left a will which was created some months before his
accident.  He knew he had no living blood relatives, and as such the state
would seize all his holdings upon his death.

"Not wanting them to get anything, Mr. Paul sat down with me and drafted
his last will and testament."  He began reading from a long stack of
papers, that this was the final will and testament of Mr. Paul.  That he
had no living relatives and was not married or had any children.  That
Mr. Jensen of the law firm of Jensen and Associates was to act as his
executor.

"That just means that I will make sure any and all bills are paid and will
see to the distribution of assets."  He then continued with a bunch of
legal words that had me and I think most of us lost.  I will admit I sort
of tuned him out until I heard him say Bear's and my full legal names.

"I name them as sole beneficiaries, joint tenants with rights of
survivorship.  Being as neither of the named are of legal age, my estate
will be placed in a trust until such a date of thirty days from the
youngest eighteenth birthday.  At such a time the entire estate will be
placed in their possession."



I was stunned.  He'd left everything to Bear and me!  We would be guided, I
guess is the word, in the running of the place until we were both eighteen,
by Ma, Pa, and my sister, as she was my legal guardian.  I didn't know how
to react and just sat there for several minutes staring straight ahead.
The others continued to chat about the trust and the authority they had,
but my mind was blank.

To my side, my sister's husband sat.  I caught sight of him as a sly grin
spread on his lips.  He quietly excused himself from the group and headed
outside.  This puzzled me, but a nudge from Bear drew my mind back to the
conversation at the table.  We were to report to the lawyer's office in a
week to sign the needed paperwork so the trust could be set in place.



I was leaning on the main corral's fence, my head trying to wrap around the
thoughts of being a landowner.  Lancelot grazed nearby, his eyes keeping
watch on me.  The Lawyer had left, giving me a handshake and words of
encouragement.  Ma, Pa, and my sister sat on the porch working out the
details of how things needed to be handled.  Bear came up and slid his arm
around my waist.

"I don't trust him," I spoke softly, my head nodding to where my sister's
husband stood, furiously writing in a small notebook.  "He's scheming
something.  Gonna try sinking his claws into this place somehow."

"Codester, I don't think your sister would let that happen."  He turned me
and pointed to where she sat with Ma and Pa.  "They're over there now
trying to decide how things are gonna work.  The big thing is them trying
to decide if we's gonna live here alone, us being seventeen and all."  Bear
kissed my cheek, "Sides, Pa ain't gonna let him ride roughshod over us.
Trust me, this is our place."

Almost as soon as he'd finished speaking, Lancelot thrust his big head
between ours, giving us a nicker.  He nodded his head, his ears twitching
this way and that.  Bear and I broke out laughing at our buddy's clear
statement that he was to be considered part of the 'this is our place'
statement.



We were finally left on our own, the adults planning on coming back
tomorrow to discuss more on the future plans.  Bear and I busied ourselves
with chores, made easier now that this was our place.

I was checking the water levels of a nearby trough when I noticed Lancelot
angrily pawing at the ground.  I'd seen this behavior before and meant that
he had found a ground hornet nest.  I moved closer, picking up a rock I
could use to block the entrance with.  I knelt down and looked for the
opening.  So intent I was on finding it, I did not notice Lancelot stepping
over me.

"Where is it boy, I don't see it," I asked as I carefully moved the grass
around.  I heard him nicker and looked up just as his cock head poked free
of his sheath.  Before I could react, he leaned forward and I was drenched
in his hot piss.

His stream blasted my face and head.  My mouth was open and quickly filled
with his acrid liquid, which flowed down my throat.  I lifted my hands in
an attempt to block his stream, but due to the force only managed to make
it spray wider, soaking me completely.  I fell back to my butt, coughing
and gagging, Lancelot stepping forward, making sure he hit me with every
drop.

His stream lessened, his cock now dangling freely, shaking the last bit
from his tube of horse flesh.  I crawled from under him and was about to
scold him for being so naughty.  He moved his snout over me, sniffing at me
and I lost all mind of anger.

He nudged me forcefully, spinning me around and pushing me with his nose
forward.  He continued this action until I was directly in front of Thor.
Lancelot moved to my side and snickered at Thor, who began sniffing at me.

He pressed his nose hard to my body, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed me
up and down.  When he lowered his nose to my crotch, he pressed harder, his
forceful sniffs taking in my mixed scent.

I was about to grab his head when Lancelot nipped Thor's neck.  He
whinnied, looking hard at Thor and clicked his teeth loudly.  Thor pressed
his nose to my crotch harder and I swear I felt his tongue rubbing my jeans
under my balls.

Lancelot seemed to almost be talking to him, telling him who I belonged to.
That I was now marked by him.  This was clearer when Lancelot turned to
show his massive hard cock, jutting out of his sheath.  It throbbed up and
down as his pre drooled from the unflared tip.

I couldn't resist myself and reached under him, taking hold of his giant
boner. His shaft was hot and harder than I had ever felt it.  I could feel
it pulsing as it now throbbed harder, smacking up to his belly.

Lance looked back at me, his head bobbing, clearly enjoying my touch.  He
then jerked from me and moved a few steps back.  He clearly motioned me to
look and I could see Thor's even larger cock, now hard and fully exposed
under him.

I was unsure what Lancelot was wanting me to do, but after a hard shove
with his head, I was moved closer to Thor's giant body.  Lancelot pressed
his nose to my shoulder and pushed down.  His breath was hot and forceful
on my neck.

"He wants you to get down and jerk the big boy," Bear spoke as he walked
closer.  "He wants you out of the way..."  Before he could finish, Lancelot
reared up, his front hooves thudding solidly on Thor's hind end.  I dropped
and Lancelot wiggled closer, his powerful front hooves getting closer to my
head.

>From below, I could see Lances cock as it throbbed, inching closer to
Thor's ass.  Bear moved and held Thor in place, although I don't think he
was going to move.  I knelt under him, his massive cock pointing down at
me.  I ripped my shirt off and opened my jeans.  Taking his huge cock with
both hands, I began to stroke him, working my hands along his entire
length.



I watched as Lance's cock found its mark and he stabbed all he could into
Thor's ass.  Looking behind me, I could see Bear wrestling with his jeans
as Thor struggled to get at Bear's cock, and once freed, quickly gobbled it
into his large, sloppy mouth.

I watched Bear thrust back and forth a few times, before turning my
attention back to Thor's cock.  His head had flared so sucking him was not
an option.  His flare was so large I would not be able to fit it in my
mouth.  I instead licked and sucked the face of the flare, slobbering my
lips as much as I could, while forcing my tongue into his piss slit.



A grunt from behind and long drools of cum told me that Lancelot had busted
in Thor's hole, but Lance kept thrusting the first part of his cock into
Thor's welcoming hole.  I continued to suckle Thor's cock, holding it with
one hand as I worked my jeans enough to free my cock.

A human moan from the front and I knew Bear was cuming in Thor's mouth.  He
continued to fuck his cock in and out of the spit drooling mouth making me
envious.  I was close, both from seeing my boys busting their nuts and from
sucking on this beautifully huge, horse cock.

I pushed my mouth as hard as I could on his large head, the flare bending
back as I tried to get it in my mouth.  Thor stood and let me work my magic
on him, clearing loving this human under him sucking his cock.  He was calm
and easy, not forcing himself, just letting me do as much as I could do.



With a mighty shudder, His load blasted out, gagging me as it forced its
way down my throat.  I did not move, letting him cum, trying to swallow his
musky thick juice, most of which sprayed from around my lips.

His powerful hips thrust his massive cock forward, knocking me to my ass,
his load continuing to shoot out.  Thick hot ropes of musky horse cum,
splattered on my bare chest and partially covered crotch.  Each shot
smacking loudly against my firm abs and chest.  Looking up I watches as
Bear slide his now semi hard cock from Thor's drooling mouth.  My handsome
stud's cum, dripping from Thor's floppy lips.

I Grabbed Thor's cock and lifted my hips.  I rubbed his shrinking flare on
my hard cock, smearing the final few blobs of his cum that were draining
from his giant tube of flesh.  Thrusting my hips up, I fucked my shaft
against his softening head, his cum the perfect lube.

I shut my eyes as I prepared to cum, my mouth open and a cock was suddenly
shoved into my mouth.  I looked up to see Bear's big balls hanging above my
eyes, his horse spit covered cock pushing deeper into my mouth.  The taste
of Thor's grassy drool and Bear's cum drove me over the edge and my cock
erupted.

Four huge shots flew up and actually hit Thor's belly and sheath.  My
remaining load smeared onto Thor's soft cock which now hung low under him,
our cum combining, and he moved, dragging his cock head over me.



Lancelot had dismounted and now moved Thor from over me.  He Stepped
closer, grunting as he worked his lips and tongue over my cum soaked skin.
I continued to suck Bears semi hard cock, his balls still dangling over my
face.

Lancelot was now mostly over me, my hands caressing his forelegs, his
tongue working with mine as we shared Bear's cock.  I could feel Lance's
cock as the head would bump against mine from time to time.  I was in
heaven, here with my studs.



Thor moved closer and I was soon able to run my fingers through the
feathers surrounding his lower legs and hooves.  His cock swung freely
under him, having not lost one inch in length since cuming.  I slid from
under Bear and moved to lay under both my horses.  I took Thor's big head
into my mouth, now able to fit it as the flare had receded.

Bear had stripped off his shirt and pulled his jeans to his knees and was
now getting a royal rimming from Lance, who was roughly eating Bear's sexy
hole.

Hot liquid poured over my cock and I could just see as Lancelot began to
piss on my cock and balls.  My attention was brought back to the cock I had
in my mouth as Thor too began to dribble piss in my mouth.

Not a full on gushing by any means.  He was clearly holding back as his
piss trickled out of his cock.  I was about to pull off but realized his
pee was much different than Lances.  Thor's, although still strong in
taste, seemed to lack the acrid, muskiness that Lances had.  Thor's was
sort of sweet with a hint of grass.

I took several swallows when Thor jerked his cock from my wanting mouth.
He nickered loudly and his cock shook.  Then, almost as if a valve had been
turned, his pissing began in earnest.  His stream, thick and strong, gushed
out of his cock, covering me as I squirmed around trying to get his head
back in my mouth.  I wanted more of his delicious hot liquid.  I wanted to
drink it right from his cock.

So focused on my task, I barely heard Bear moan he was going to cum.  So
horny I was, I honestly didn't realize I was on my knees forcing Lance's
soft cock in my hole as he still pissed.  I realized what I was doing when
I felt his piss filling my ass quickly, the volume forcing his cock out,
followed by his pee.



I continued sucking Thor's head, as he retracted his cock back up into his
sheath.  I refused to stop, pushing my mouth against the rubbery lips of
his sheath, my tongue licking his head as his cock rested inside.

I was still mega horny and needed more cock.  I was a whore and whores need
cock.  I Looked to Bear, who now lay naked on the ground.  His cock lay
spent, hanging over his deflated balls.  Thor moved off, pulling his sheath
from my mouth with a loud sucking sound.  I turned and looked to Lancelot,
his cock still hanging from him.

I kicked off my boots and shed my jeans, as I quickly crawled over to
Lance, who eyed me seductively.  He knew what I wanted and began to tease
me playfully, moving just enough so his cock swung out of my reach.  After
several attempts and face plants on the ground, I finally got a hold of his
cock.  He stopped moving and I moved in, stuffing his flaccid member in my
mouth, sucking it down into my throat.

He grunted as I took more of him than I ever had, sucking back and forth
almost to his mid ridge.  He never got mote then semi hard, his hooves
stomping the ground, his head swinging about wildly.  His cum, when he
came, more so just dribbled out into my mouth.

I came as he did, my fist beating my cock almost raw, as my cum bubbled out
of my slit.  I sucked him, as I had Thor, following his retracting cock
back into his warm sheath.  I finished him by licking the wrinkly opening,
sliding my tongue over and through the hot slit.



Had it not been for Bear suggesting we go get cleaned up, I would have
knelt there all night munching Lance's big sheath.  I stood and received
slobber kisses from my stallion before he walked off to find Thor.

"I wonder if they are going to swap stories," I asked as I gathered our
discarded clothing.

"More like ol' Lance is gonna tell him, K you had him but he is mine."
Bear smacked my ass, his finger rubbing my hole.  "Let's get cleaned up."



The sun rose on a frosty fall morning.  Bear and I bundled up and headed
out to tend to the animals.  Working for ourselves now, the jobs seemed a
bit easier and by seven, we were finished.  We had a quick breakfast and
were back out walking around, talking about all the things that needed
fixing.

By the time Ma and Pa drove up, we had several sheets filled with repairs
and another whole sheet of things we wanted to do just to make the place
ours.  This list was privet and would not be shown to anyone.

Ma got out of the truck with a basket of food, only slightly disappointed
that we'd already fed ourselves.  Pa, on the other hand, was mighty
impressed that we were up, the animals tended to and already working on a
list.

My sister arrived shortly after that, also impressed with our ability to
take on such a big task.  We gathered around the kitchen table and began
what I assumed was going to be a long talking down too.



By lunch time, things were all settled.  The adults, treating us better
than I thought they would, Had only minor concerns.  First being Bear and
me living here alone.  That was quickly solved with a plan to hire a
full-time hand.  He would live in one of the small outbuildings and would
be on hand for any emergencies.  Pa claimed that it wouldn't take much
money or time to fix up one of the buildings and my sister had leads on
donated furniture to make it more livable.

Our adults, Ma, Pa, my sister and yes even Bruce, would make regular check
in's to make sure we were OK.  I was not happy about Bruce being involved,
but since he drove by here every day for his job, it just made sense.

We were to continue school and had to keep our grades up or we would not be
allowed to stay here alone.  We'd be taken back home and only allowed to
work here during the day time.  As soon as possible, we would both have our
licenses, since the law allowed us to get them at sixteen if we needed them
for agricultural reasons.

We then discussed the long list of repairs we'd made, Pa putting a priority
on some things and saying other things could be put off until next summer.
Ma and my sister set about discussing placing an ad for a hand, while Pa,
Bear and I headed out to choose a building for him to live in.



It wasn't until about two when Bruce graced us with his presence.  Much to
my fears, he was bursting with ideas about him storing all of his extra
sugaring supplies and equipment.  Bear quickly escorted me away and Pa took
Bruce in the house to, I hope, set him straight.  I didn't mind being cut
out of the loop.  It was better this way and I wouldn't lose my cool.

Bear and I, stayed occupied clearing out the accumulated trash from the
small cabin we'd chosen.  It was a neat place.  One large room maybe twenty
foot square, with a loft to the back end.  There was a bathroom, but we'd
need to run a water line to it, that had a sink, shower, and toilet.
Clearly at some point in time, someone had lived here, as the walls were
sheet rocked and insulated.

My sister and Ma soon joined us with a surprise guest.  My dad!  He'd come
up for a visit, after hearing about us getting the property.  Bear and I
left Ma and my sister to figure out what the cabin needed and took my dad
on a tour of the place.



It was late afternoon when everyone was finally getting ready to go.  I
turned to my dad and gave him a look.

"You are going to stay here, right?"  My voice, somewhat demanding.  I
softened my eyes, "Please?"  I watched as my dad opened the door to his
truck and pulled out a gym bag.

"I was hoping you boys would ask me."  He tossed us his bag and smiled
bigger than I ever remember seeing him smile.  He was very surprised when
he was hugged by both Bear and I.  "Now I am not a freeloader, and expect
to work for my keep.  So show me what I have to do."

We said our goodbyes and waved as the others drove off.



My dad worked right alongside Bear and me.  More so following our lead, but
working just as hard.  I got a little teary-eyed when it was time to bring
the horses in, seeing Lancelot go right up to my dad.  I hooked the lead to
his headstall and Lance followed him without an issue.  My dad was
impressed with how the animals all had taken to me and at the way I seemed
to have turned my life around.

I was saying my normal good nights to Lancelot.  Rubbing his head and
giving him kisses.  He was as affectionate as always, rubbing his nose on
my chest and slobbering all over my face.  A slight gasp from the stall
door caught my attention and I looked to see my dad staring under Lance.

I took a look and shook my head.  Lancelot's cock had dropped and now hung
in all its glory.  I quietly scolded him as I moved out of the stall.  I
couldn't help but notice a larger than normal bulge in my dad's pants I can
only assume from seeing Lancelot's sexy cock.

"Seems your friend there has a bit of a crush on you son," dad quipped,
giving me a slight nudge.  "Couldn't help but notice he dropped his schlong
just as soon as you started loving on him."  We walked to the house with
Bear, my eyes keeping a check on my dad's tented crotch.



We set my dad up in one of the spare rooms which was next to ours.  After
dinner, we took turns showering and then relaxed in the living room.  The
conversation was a typical father-son type conversation.  We chatted about
school and normal things at first.  Then on to heavier topics such as how
we came to be named in the will.

We answered freely and willingly, just leaving out the sexual parts.  For
the most part, dad seemed impressed.  I have to admit, he was very
surprised when I yawned and said it was passed my bedtime.

We left him enjoying the fire in the wood stove.  Bear and I retired to our
room and stripped, climbing into bed.

"It's too bad your dad is working still," Bear mused.  "He'd be perfect to
have as a hand here on the farm."

"Have my dad working for us?"  I chuckled, thinking back to all the times
my dad told me I'd never amount to anything.  "It would be kinda neat
having him around..." my voice trailing off as I thought back to a time
when my dad was my best friend.  Not the monster he became after my mom
died.

"I know you and him had it rough Codester, but you guys seem to have fixed
it."  Bear pulled me close to him, kissing my head.

"We get along because we never see each other.  I mean think about it?  How
often has he been up to see me?  Twice?"

"Yeah, but you guys call each other once a week, that counts for something,
no?"  Bear kissed my head again, his hands rubbing my arm and shoulder.

I took a deep breath, Bear's scent filling my nose.

"I guess we can talk to him about it.  If not now, maybe when he retires."
I kissed Bears strong chest, lips surrounding a taut nipple.  My eyes
closing as sleep embraced me.



Morning came, and I staggered out to get the coffee going.  Nothing fancy
here at Mr. Paul's.  No electric coffee maker coffee maker.  He had this
old school percolator that you put water in the bottom.  Coffee went in
this metal cup with holes that sat on top of a metal tube.  You put this in
the pot and set it on the stove.  The water boiled, went up the tube and
over the coffee.

By the time the coffee was ready Bear had joined me.  I looked at him as he
staggered into the kitchen naked, his long soft cock swinging back and
forth.

"Might wanna grab some boxers or something, remember my dad is here."  I
glanced down at myself, leaning on the counter in my boxers.  Bear nodded
and turned to leave just as my dad walked into the kitchen.

There was a moment of frozen shock, then Bear hurriedly covered his crotch,
mumbled something along the lines of good morning and scampered off to the
bedroom.  My dad chuckled as he took the cup I handed him.  He in just a
white t-shirt and laughingly, old man tighty whities.

I admit I checked him out, what normal guy wouldn't?  My dad was a handsome
man.  Balding and gray, but distinguished.  He was thin but not frail.  His
legs and arms were well toned, from nearly twenty-five years delivering
mail.  His skin was a ruddy color which made his white underclothes stand
out even more.

His crotch was only slightly bulging, but he presented a nice roundness
that only hinted at what he might be hiding.  His ass was firm and well
held by his briefs.  He turned back and caught me checking him out.  He
just smiled as he sipped his coffee, coming to lean next to me.

"Not the out of shape kid I left up here not long ago," he whispered giving
me an elbow to my ribs.  "You've become quite the handsome young man."  He
sipped his coffee, "And what a hunk your Bear is too.  Phew, nothing like
good hard work to keep you fit."

I watched as his eyes seemed to be looking at an invisible Bear, standing
there.  Widening as he remembered my stud's big cock.  I took the chance
and let my eyes drift back to his crotch, now slightly more swollen.

I thought back to the night before and how he seemed totally hard seeing
Lancelot's cock, making my cock begin to harden.  I looked away, not
comfortable getting hard in front of him.  Bear rejoined us and we chatted
while drinking our coffee.



We were soon out doing chores and dad seemed to fit right in.  Bear seemed
to have taken him under his wing and was showing him just what to do.  I
tended to the animals, turning them out and giving them feed.

I could hear Bear and dad talking, Bear saying what we did each day before
school.  Impressed, my dad shared stories of him being a boy and helping on
a farm.  I suddenly was flooded with a desire to have my dad come stay and
work the farm with us.







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