Date: Fri, 27 Aug 2004 21:58:38 +1000
From: Jon Boy <jon700@hotmail.com>
Subject: fuck-farm-adventures-5

I dozed for a while and it was getting close to lunchtime when I finally
awoke. Conscious of the stale taste of arse and cum in my mouth, I dressed
and went to the kitchen and made some coffee and woofed down a bowl of
cereal. The house was quiet and I figured Dad was out working and the two
"lovebirds", my sister and her boyfriend Rob were sleeping off their last
fuck.

I though that I'd take a walk and maybe check out what Dad was up to and
maybe see if he was ready for some dick. It was a warm day and I'd slipped
on shoes, socks and my favorite cotton sweats but no top. I wore a jockstrap
when I was working, it felt good and pushed my cock and nuts up and showed
off a nice prom. I was proud to display the slight tent my dick gave to the
front of my pants. Besides, it amused me to watch other guy's eyes glance
from my face and then lock on my crotch and it often opened up further
adventures.

This time I wanted to freeball so I skipped the jock and let my fuck gear
hang. The pants had a hole at the bottom of one pocket and I could walk and
play with my cock without drawing too much attention. If I cracked a fat it
was easy to hold my bone in my palm and not show too much horn. Of course
the cotton soaked up the juice and there was often a small wet patch at the
front. But fuck, what young guy doesn't show a few spots of juice 'round his
bulge?

I stepped outside and the warm fresh air felt great and I was alert and
ready for the rest of the day. Our farm was on a point of land which
stretched out into the bay with a rocky shore on one side and a sandy beach
on the other. A breeze swept in off the water and, with the sun shining on
my bare chest, I felt on top of the world. I set off for a walk around the
farm, one hand in my pocket playing with my balls and the other giving my
nipples an occasional rub.

I turned the corner of the farmhouse and saw Rob by a tree taking a piss. I
wandered over to him, said hi and promptly boned while watching him drain
his dick. He milked the last drops out and waved it around putting on a show
for me.

"Like what you see?" he asked.

"Yeah, fuckin' beautiful big dick," I told him, "wish I'd been a few
momemnts earlier, I could'a quenched my thirst and taken a shower."

He grinned and left his cock hanging out and glanced down watched me play
with mine inside my pants.

"Where's Sis?" I asked him.

"Sleeping it off," he replied.

I sniggered and told him I wasn't surprised, as he'd worked her cunt pretty
hard.

"You want a smoke?" he asked reaching into his pocket for his pack and
lighter.

"Sure," I said.

"Got some good weed down at the rest stop," he told me, taking a joint from
the pack and lighting it. Like me he haunted the rest stop looking for big
dick and getting his hole filled. Sometimes a satisfield guy would insist on
giving you a few dollars or some grass.

Now I get off on sex, and drugs don't do much for me. Maybe some poppers
when I'm getting dicked, but there are times I'm happy to share a joint when
I want a fuck to last. It slows down my cumming and with the thought there
was maybe a chance here for a little fun, but I wanted to save my spunk for
my Dad. So I took a long drag and filled my lungs holding the sweet smoke
and then let it slowly drift from my mouth.

"Want a fuck? Rob asked.

"I thought you would have had enough last night," I said as he blew some
smoke in my face.

"Yeah, but your sister wouldn't let me do it up her arsehole. Said it was
too sore and I can guess who was responsible for that. Now I really need to
feel my dick sliding up a tight shithole."

"You know me", I told him, "always happy to oblige a mate, especially my
best mate".

I took the joint from him, had another hit then passed it back. I pushed my
pants down and bent over bracing against the tree and assuming the fuckee
position with legs spread and arsehole pushed back and upwhile Rob squatted
down behind me and licked out my crack. He parted my hair wetting it with
his tongue and spat on my fuck ring. He left his pants on but had pulled his
bull balls out of his fly for his now long, stiff fuckpole to rest on. He
rimmed my hole and stabbed his tongue through the ring and into my chute. I
heard him breathe deeply as he sucked in my scent and then slurped the juice
into his mouth from inside my shithole. Slipping a finger or two up my hole,
he stretched me and loosened my pucker. He gave me his fingers to sniff then
returned his tongue to my arse.

"Fuck! You taste good," he said, "tastes real dirty like a man cunt should".

I'd wiped well after the last crap, but taking Dad's dick has stirred things
up a bit. Anyway, both of us got off on the smell of hot hole.

"Come on man," I said, "it's wet enough, give me a fuck". God he had a
beautiful cock and I couldn't wait to get it up me.

He knew I liked do it hard and he lined up the shaft and nudged my cunthole
with his slick knob. He held me at the hips and pushed his dick through my
ring muscle. He reach around and got a feel of my stiff cock and a caressed
my young balls. He pulled me for a few minutes and then he started to plug
me.

I yelped and begged him to drive it home. He thrust it in up to his nuts and
rested for a moment grinding his dick hair against my shit lips. I pushed
back egging him on and he started to pump. Fuck, it felt good and I could
smell the juices as he worked his fuckbone around up there.

We had always been best mates and shared three things in common. We both
liked to feel a fuck, we liked to smell a fuck and we liked to taste a fuck.
Two dirty little cunt boys that believed life revolved around their cocks
and arseholes. We'd been wanking and shagging each other even before we were
old enough to spunk up. There was more to our relationship than lust but
neither of us had been prepared to admit it.

"Oh man, you're so fuckin tight. Milk my fucker. Take my nut," he cried.

He sped up his fuck, pulling his dick free from my arse then relentlessly
ramming it back through my shit ring. Over and over he fucked his thick dick
in and out. I tried not to cum. I knew he was close. I thought of Dad.

"Yeah, shag the shit out of me, fill me up," I told him, wishing he'd saved
his piss to hose up there too. That was another thing we had in common. We
both loved piss. We'd hosed each other many times. Drank each other's piss.
Squirted it in our arseholes. Like I said, two dirty fuckers with everything
in common.

"Oh shit," he said, "I'm gonna spunk, gonna spunk your fuckin' arse cunt.
Take my fuckin nut load."

"Yeah, give me your fuckin' cream, pound my love hole", I yelled and felt
him spray his juice the length of my fuck channel.

He yanked his dick from my hole and told me to get down on it quick. I
slipped his cock into my mouth and took the last of his spoof. I sucked him
while his body started to shake and then cleaned off the slime from my arse
that covered his fuckstick, milking the last drops of boy juice from his
pisshole.

I reached back into my crack and scooped out some of his dick milk, He
opened his lips and I fed him his cream, and then kissed him hard. Our
tongues danced in each other's mouths as we swapped the taste of cum, dick
and arse. We slobbered our spit and juices over each other's face as I
pulled him hard against me and we cuddled in a sweet post-fuck embrace.

"I love you", he said.

"I love you too", I told him. There we'd said it.

Then it happened, I'd tried to save my juice for Dad but my dick had other
ideas. As I pressed against him in loving embrace my balls pulled up against
my dick and spunk shot out my piss tube and I emptied my balls on his
stomach and groin. Most of it soaked the front of his pants.

"Fuck man," he said, "you needed to spunk bad. You're a horny little
bastard"

"Yeah, a real fuckin' bastard," I told him, "sorry about shooting my shit on
your pants".

"Best fuckin' mess, I've ever made," he said, "I think I kinda pulled it out
of you with the shag".

"I know," I said, "I couldn't help it, you make me so happy. I needed to
fuckin' scent you with my spunk."

I scooped up some gobs of my thick white spurt, feeding them to him and we
ground our cocks together and kissed again. Finally, we hefted our wet dicks
back in our pants and I saw the front of his were covered in our cum and my
arse juice. I told him he'd need to change but he said he'd be proud to show
the stains of our love fuck and dick spray - sort of like the cunt blood of
a virgin of the wedding sheets. Shit, some fuckin' virgin, some cunt.

The thought occurred to me, if he wasn't worried about the stains why not
spread them a little. I wrapped one hand tightly around his waist and used
the other to quickly pull down the waist bands of both our pants. I hooked
them under my nuts as best I could and, before he could react, let my piss
go over his dick, pubes and pants. I could feel him struggle briefly, then
relax. He let out a soft sigh and with a grunt pushed his body hard against
mine and kissed me passionately.

I realized how much I truly loved him. It was a different love to that I had
for my Dad, but I knew our family had just swelled by one and my sister
would have to share him fully with me. Maybe I could figure a way to share
my Dad with him too. But first, my Dad owed ME a fuck.

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