Date: Sat, 17 Oct 2015 04:39:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Farm

Another story of sex between man and boy. The usual platitudes apply. Now
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The world of a pubescent boy revolves around his groin. It has been said a
teenaged boys' thoughts turn to sex on the average of every 17 seconds and
I believed it. When the opportunity came up to explore sex with another
person, some boys were very cautious, some very aggressive and some took
things slow while others embraced it from the beginning and were ready and
able to delve into many things other than simply jacking off with a
friend. Tyler was a boy who seemed really and willing to try new things
right off the bat. I didn't think he was necessarily gay either but just a
boy who reveled in the feelings that his crotch produced.

I really didn't like the drive out to the farm. It was boring, not overly
pretty, even in the spring, although fall could be nice. Still, I didn't
enjoy it the drive unless I was on my bike and even then it wasn't great.

The farm was 535 acres of land, some ½ mile of which fronted the Big
Bear River and included where Little Bear Creek flowed into it. Another
portion abutted the national forest on one side and State Department of
Natural Resources on the other. Much of the land was forested but about 110
acres was farm land. My grandparents raised beef cattle on it for some
years and all of the family except me had chickens and a large vegetable
garden. A small lake resided on the property, fed and drained by the Little
Bear, and contained plenty of Rainbow trout as did both the creek and the
river.

My family had owned the land since before WW I and one family member or
other had lived there ever since. I had been the last and had lived out
there for some 8 years, the 6th generation to call the old farmhouse
home. The house had originally been a 1 room cabin but my great uncle had
added 2 rooms it, my great grandfather had added another 2 along with a
bathroom including a toilet. The kitchen even had cooling cabinets with
screen vents facing outside to help keep some food cool. Later on blocks of
ice would be put in there. The way I understand it the house didn't get
electricity until 1938. Even then my great grandmother cooked on a cast
iron wood stove much of her life, said stove also the primary heat source
at that end of the house for many years.

By the time I moved in, around 1984, an electric range had been installed
along with a woodstove inserted into the old river rock fireplace in the
living room. The insert was the primary source of heat since the wood cook
stove had been taken out and thus ran almost every day of the year. My
grandparents had insulation blown in and rather cheap double paned glass
which helped but without a fire going, the house was fucking cold. I had to
hand it to my ancestors for being able to manage living there under the
more primitive conditions.

Every winter and spring we would experience blow downs in our forest land;
fir, cedar, alder trees that come down in high wind. When I lived on the
property I traversed it after every wind storm to locate the downed trees
and the following week would limb and then buck them up into 17 inch
lengths and basically leave them where they lay. 6-9 months later I'd go in
and split the rounds and pack them down to the woodshed. It could be a
laborious process albeit a necessary one. I was also allowed to harvest
downed trees on the state and federal lands that abutted my property.

During the years that I lived there I had occasion to get help from
adolescent boys that lived in the area. They could always use a few extra
bucks and I could always use the help. I will say that a few of them
provided extracurricular activity as well but that's another story. This
story is about Tyler, the grandson of the people that rented the farm from
me and my brother after I moved to the city, the first non-related people
to live in the house for 90 years.

I mention my brother owns it with me but I don't think he'd been on the
property for 20 year. He had moved to New York City in pursuit of an acting
career and essentially dropped almost all contact with me or any other
member of the family. I hadn't heard from Rob in 2 years at least. Didn't
have and address or a phone number for him and frankly wasn't real keen on
trying to find him. My older was fairly egocentric which translates to
asshole so there was little love lost there. He may well have been dead for
all I knew.

I chose to rent to an older guy, a Viet Nam vet and his wife. Samuel had
been on disability since his discharge and his wife worked a locally owned
grain and feed store in the small town of some 8 thousand people that was
15 minutes away. Samuel had been referred to me by a mutual friend because
of his tenacity about protecting property that he lived on. Disabled yes,
incapacitated no, fearless, also yes. Samuel and his wife Rayna had custody
of their grandson Tyler who, when they moved in, was about 9 years old.

Tyler was a dark haired little cutie that seemed a little on the shy side
when I'd first met him. Over the next few years when I made visits to the
farm for one reason or the other the boy seemed to warm up to me and
eventually came out of the house when he saw me pull up in front of the
barn.  We had an old barn that had held hay and farm tools for years and I
continued to store furniture and other family memorabilia along with tools
and other items oft found in sheds, garages or, well, barns.

Tyler even began to initiate conversation. Because his grandfather was
mostly wheelchair bound I ended up playing catch with the boy, both
baseball and football. I also had a chance to teach the boy how to shoot a
rifle as well as a pistol. His grandfather was not only fine with the time
I spent with Tyler he was grateful.

Through all of that I didn't become close to Tyler but I certainly became
closer, enough to where the boy felt safe in asking me question of a more
personal nature which I answered to the best of my ability.

I started hiring him to do odd jobs for me like cleaning brush off the road
after highly windy weather, stacking wood after I split it, cleaning the
gutters in spring and fall, that sort of thing. During our time out in the
woods both of us had occasion to take a leak but we both took care to walk
off a bit and to turn and shield our bodies from each other. Of course I
had no problem showing Tyler my cock but I wasn't going to force that on
the boy for sure.

So it was on one balmy Saturday afternoon that I was in my barn going
through some boxes of stuff. I was looking for a set of pictures that I
knew were there but not exactly where. The barn had 4 smaller rooms that
would have been stalls at one time and I done some revamping of one to
install shelves to store the myriad of things that I'd boxed when I moved
to the city. There had been quite a few family "things" that sort of came
with the house and in renting it out to non-family members those had to be
stored somewhere.

I was standing quietly at a small bench, box open, and letting my memory
banks replay an old movie that had been triggered by some family pictures
I'd found. I heard the door at the back of the barn open and then a noise
in the stall next to me and of course wondered who was there. Needless to
say it could only be Tyler but my head didn't think about that.

The wall separating the two rooms were pretty makeshift, typical of old
barns, chicken coops and other farm type buildings. Made of rough milled
wood the planks didn't fit precisely and had the occasional knotholes. In
other words, the walls had never been intended for privacy. It was through
one of the small holes that I saw Tyler rummaging in some loose hay on the
floor behind some old rusty farm utensils.

He finally pulled out a worn plastic bag and pulled out a magazine and
before even seeing it I knew what it was and what I was about to
witness. Understand that Tyler was now just shy of 13 and clearly had
discovered jacking off. I watched the boy sit on an old kitchen chair that
was essentially facing in my direction and place another one next to it. He
had taken his jacket off, set his magazine on the other chair then
stretched his legs out in front of him.

The boy started to rub the front of his faded 501's while thumbing through
the magazine. I could tell that it was a Playboy, the preferred stroke book
of young boys for years, the tits and pussy in full living color. My own
dick started to get hard as I watched him unbutton his jeans and open the
flaps then shove his hand inside. He fondled his growing cock and balls
outside of his briefs for a good minute before standing and sliding his
jeans to his ankles then sitting back down.

Tyler wasn't a big boy, probably 5'2 and maybe 90 lbs. The tent in his
white FTL's looked pretty appropriate for a boy his age. He continued to
turn the pages while roughly fondling himself, stopped and peeled his
t-shirt off then went back to it. I could hear him muttering under his
breath but didn't know what he was saying.

After a good 5 minutes he kicked his sneakers off, slid his jeans over his
feet then slipped his briefs off and sat back with his legs spread and
simply looking at his boyhood charms. Tyler's cock was probably between 4
and 4 ½ inches in length, the circumcised head a cherry red. I could see
a very small smattering of black hair on his pubic bone. His small balls
were of course totally hairless and hung nicely between his pale smooth
thighs. He was a delicious preteen boy in all of his naked boy glory.

The magazine temporarily forgotten, Tyler began to rub himself. Beginning
with his inner thighs he brought his hands up, cupped his smooth young
balls, then continued upward to work his chest and nipples. In the trip
back down he wrapped his right hand around his boner, pushing it
upright. Two finger stroked his raging little pecker while the rest fondled
his balls.

Then he stood, played snap the boner a few times and gave me a good view of
his cock, balls, and pubic bone. Tyler then stacked his closed fists, one
at the base of his cock and the other at the head, barely. He started to
undulate his hips, fucking his fists and moaning "Oh yeah, Oh yeah." I
slipped my jeans and briefs down and started stroking my own 7½ inches
of stone hard cock as I watched the boy.

Tyler finally sat back down and went back to jacking and turning pages. I
watched his hairless balls rise and fall with each stroke of preteen cock,
wishing it was me doing the stroking. I was tempted to sneak out of my room
and go into where he was, pants open and my boner sticking out but decided
not to.

Like all young boys Tyler wasn't yet in tune with his body so his sperming
happened suddenly. I watched his body stiffen, his mouth fall open in
wonderment, his stroke slow down and heard the boy moan as two small globs
of sperm spit out. It reach his nipple and started to run and even from
where I was I could see that it was the color of watered down milk and
still runny. Mine wasn't, and I began firing large globs of sperm onto the
wall in front of me. I went weak in the knees and it was all I could do not
to groan out.

As my cum ended I watched as Tyler just sat back in the chair with his eyes
closed and gently fondle his young balls and poke at his boner. I flicked
the residue of my sperm off then tugged my jeans into place and quietly
went out of my room and over to Tyler's stall. Since there was no door he
didn't hear me.

"Hey," I said quietly and of course he sat bolt upright in a flash. It took
a second before he covered his groin, an expression of complete shock on
his smooth blemish free preteen face. And then he started crying. I felt
badly for the boy and went to him, knelt next to him.

"Come here," I said softly and put my hands on his shoulders. Completely
forgetting his nudity Tyler came off of the chair and into my arms. Now,
understand that I love holding a naked boy and under other circumstances
would have run my hands all over his body but I didn't. I just held him.

"It's okay Tyler, honest, it'll be alright. I'm not gonna mention anything
to anyone." The boy's arms had gone around my neck.

"You're not gonna tell my grandpa?"

"No, I'm not."

"Promise," he said sniffling.

"Well, I promise not to tell him if you promise not to tell him that I
jacked off on the other side of the wall." That got his attention and he
backed his head away. The expression on his face was one of disbelief.

"Nu'uh," he said.

"Uhuh," I responded and stood up, took his hand and led him to where I had
been standing, the milky white evidence of my own orgasm running down the
wall. Tyler stared at it for a moment and as he stepped toward the wall I
admired his delicious little ass. He said,

"That's a lot of sperm Russ." He put his finger in the goo, tested the feel
of it and sniffed it. "You watched me do it," he asked, clearly incredulous
at the notion. I nodded my head; said that I had. Tyler wanted to know why.

"Because it's hot. Because it reminded me of the hundreds of times I've
jacked off all over this property. I seriously thought about going over and
joining you." That threw the boy for a loop. Clearly he'd not considered
jacking off with another boy and wanted to know why a person would want to
do that. I explained it to him noting how hot it was to do it with another
boy, watching another boy and knowing what he was feeling. Tyler's cock had
wilted to its default state which was still quite cute and it was then that
remembered that he was naked.

"This is kind of embarrassing, me naked and you with clothes on." I quickly
kicked my shoes off then shoved my jeans and underwear to my ankles. "My
gosh you got a big one Russ," he said. "And your balls are big too. No
wonder you made so much of sperm." By this time Tyler was gently fondling
his cock which was filling with blood again. Seeing him get hard made me
start again.

"Would you like to jack off together Tyler," I asked quietly and the boy
nodded his head. We went back over to his stall where I stripped naked, the
boy watching intently. My cock was almost fully tumescent by the time I was
done and the preteen simply stared at it.

"Gosh it's so big," he said, his high pitched voice full of awe.

"Go ahead and touch it if you want to, I don't mind." The young boy stepped
up, reached out and took hold of my cock. "It's so warm and so hard," he
said softly as felt up and down the length of my shaft.

"Mind if I feel yours?" He shook his head so I did just that, gently
squeezing the length of him and ending by cupping his smooth young sperm
makers in my hand.

"That feels good," he moaned. I said I knew that and was glad he said
so. We sat on the chairs and began the millennia old ritual of 2 guys
sharing an intimate moment.

"How about if I jack you off Tyler?" He nodded his head and moved his
hand. Because of his size I could only use a thumb and forefinger that was
okay. Stroking was stroking. To his credit Tyler reach over and took hold
of my cock and began doing the same.

"This is fun Russ," he groaned. I told him I thought so too

"And there's plenty of other stuff that boys can do together too," I
said. He started to ask about that but a intense wave of feeling shot
through his young body and a moment later he squirted again, about half the
amount of his previous sperming, which to say was very little. I scooped
the droplet up and put it in my mouth then started to stroke my own boner
in earnest while Tyler watched. It didn't take long before jet after of
streams of sperm were shooting onto my belly.

"I can't believe how much cum you make," he said and again, wiped his
fingers through it. "Why did you put my sperm in your mouth?" I told him
because it tasted good. He admitted that he'd done it too. "What are some
things you said boys could do together?" I explained sucking, stroking and
the like. Tyler said he didn't think he was gay. I explained the dynamics
of boy play.

"You actually suck a boys' dick," he asked and I nodded my head. The
obvious question of why popped up and I told him because it felt good, that
many guys preferred a cock sucking to actually fucking and also it was sexy
to suck another boy, honest.

"How would you like me to bring you a different magazine, say one where
people are actually fucking?" The boy grinned and nodded his head.

"This was fun Russ. Can we do it again sometime?" I said that we could but
it was his responsibility to ask me not the other way around and when he
asked why I explained it and the boy seemed to understand.

So it was some 4 months later I returned to the farm and brought with me a
couple of magazines, one straight and one bi-sexual. The latter depicted
women together as well as men sucking each other's cock. In full living
color. I had called ahead to let Samuel know I was coming so it was that
when I pulled up in front of the barn Tyler was already there waiting with
a big grin on his face. It seemed to me that the boy had sprouted a couple
of inches since I'd last seen him. Of course he was also now a full-fledged
teenage boy having had his 13th birthday.

"You're growing up Tyler," I said as I got out of the car. He nodded his
head and said,

"Yup. That's what gramps is always telling me. I had to get new jeans last
week." I asked how his birthday had gone and he said it was pretty
quiet. "We don't have a lot of money to do stuff or buy stuff," Tyler
said. He didn't sound depressed about it, wasn't complaining.

"Well," I said as I reached into my truck, "I brought you a gift." I handed
the boy the black plastic bag that the magazines were in, smiling to myself
at the expression of surprise on his smooth face. He looked inside then
snapped the bag shut and looked around as if to see his grandparents
standing right there. When he saw we were safe his grin spread ear to ear
and he pulled one of the mags out. It just so happened it was the bi-sexual
magazine, the cover of which was divided into a pair of photographs; one of
2 women in a 69 and another of 2 men doing the same, young men at that.

"Wow," he said, clearly impressed then groped at the front of his
jeans. "Wanna go in the barn?" I nodded my head then followed the youngling
into the barn then into stall where we'd jacked off together the first
time.

"Can we be all naked Russ?" I nodded my head and we both quickly
undressed. Of course Tyler was already full hard, his cock standing tall
and proud in front of his taut belly.

We sat on the chairs with our legs against each other and the magazine
resting on both thighs. Since Tyler was on the left he turned the
pages. The boy took plenty of time staring at the color images of cocks
tits and pussies.

"So that's what the inside looks like," he said as he stared at a close up
of a shaved snatch being held open by a woman's long red fingernails. I
said that it did indeed and the boy opined that it looked kind of scary. I
agreed with him.

"And that's where a cock goes," he said pointing to the obvious open hole
of the cock slot. I said it was. Tyler continued to turn the pages and
stopped at 2 men, one getting his big cock sucked by the other.

"Guys really do that," he said. "What's it like getting your cock sucked?"

"Well, it would be easier showing you that trying to explain it," I said,
my heart all a flutter at the notion of being a cute young teen boys'
first.

"Really? You would do that to me?"

"For you," I corrected.

"You really don't mind?"

"Look Tyler," I said. "I am a bi-sexual man," a little bit of a lie, "I
enjoy sucking cock and I enjoy getting sucked by a man or a woman. Doesn't
matter to me so not only don't I mind sucking your cock, I'd love to do
it."

"Uhhmm, okay," Tyler said. I moved to my knees and pushed his legs open
that just admired him for a moment. He hadn't changed much down there. His
tender young balls were still hairless and hung between his thighs; a sight
that I loved. His cock was rock hard and standing up with little tufts of
hair behind it.

"God you're beautiful you know that," I said. I cupped his balls and felt
on them causing Tyler to sigh. Using thumb and forefinger I stroked his
boner which elicited yet another sigh. I then pulled it toward me and
placed my mouth over the swollen head and closed down. I lowered my head
and took his entire cock into my mouth, my lips pressed against his sparse
pubic hair.

"Ohhh God," Tyler hissed above me as I proceeded to give the young boy his
first ever blow job. I reveled in that fact, reveled in the satiny texture
of his cock head against my tongue and warm hard flesh of his shaft as I
bobbed my head up and down. Tyler's hands went to the side of my head, not
pushing or pulling but just being there. He finally stopped me.

"I don't want to squirt my sperm just yet," he said. "Can I try and do
you?"

"I was hoping you want to," I said. He got to his knees between my thighs,
which were spread open about as far as I could get them. Tyler reached in
and cupped my balls which caused me to sigh. He asked why I didn't have
hair on them, I explained shaving, he asked why and I explained and asked
him if they felt soft.

"Yeah, really soft," he said quietly. Tyler took hold of my cock and
stroked me a couple times then pulled it toward him. I watched intently as
he moved his face closer then closed his mouth over the head, closing his
eyes at the same time. Tyler had really long thick lashes that almost
rested against his cheek. He gently bobbed his head, taking in about 1/3 of
my cock. He allowed his tongue to swirl the spongy head and I heard him
moan softly to himself. My heart fluttered as I watched his smooth face,
his sweet lips encircling my raging hard cock, the bulge of his cheek as he
took my cock inside. I reached out to put a hand gently against his head
and ruffle his thick hair.

"Mouth gets sore," Tyler said backing away after about a minute. I asked
how he liked it otherwise and the boy grinned hugely and said he liked it a
lot. He sat back down; we put the magazine back on our thighs and went back
to turning pages, each playing with our own cock. We viewed a page where a
man was eating a pussy while the other man had his face pressed into the
1st guy's ass and of course Tyler wanted to know why. I explained it to
him, making sure he heard the part about being clean. He asked me the
obvious question and I said yes to giving and to receiving.

We turned more pages; saw a great rear view of a cock buried deep into a
cunt. "Gosh that makes we want to cum so bad," Tyler panted. I was going to
say something but he turned the page and we saw the same view, without the
cock in it and sperm pouring out of the open hole of the shaved pussy and
running down to the woman's asshole. Across from it the men were kissing as
were the women.

"Gosh I think I could do that before I could lick a butthole," Tyler
said. I asked if he'd ever kissed before and he shook his head no so I
asked if he'd like to learn. The boy nodded his head enthusiastically so I
had him straddle my lap and without direction, he got close and rested his
arms on my shoulders.  "I'll give you a couple of little kisses to start,
okay?" Tyler nodded his head so I leaned my head to his and gently pecked
his lips a few times, Tyler responding in the same manner. I had my hands
on his sides but moved one further up his back. The next time forward I
tilted my head, put my lips against his and kept them there for a 5 count,
gently moving them. To his credit Tyler moved his lips along with me.

I backed off but only slightly and my lips were still just barley touching
his. Again, to his credit, Tyler kept his mouth right there.

"That was nice," I said in a barely audible voice, my warm breath going
into his mouth.

"Yes," he breathed back to me, our lips continuing to barely rub against
each other. I moved my lips closer and once against his slowly opened my
mouth, Tyler's mouth opening along with mine. Once there I allowed my
tongue to begin to gently explore his mouth and Tyler immediately engaged
with me.  My hand began to move; one up behind his head and the other down
onto his tender little butt cheek, the fingers trailing in his butt
crack. Tyler's hands tightened around my neck and a soft mewing sound came
from deep in his throat as he pressed his mouth against mine. He also
pressed his waist against me, grinding his hard young cock into my
belly. The hand on his butt kneaded the flesh and I guided a finger to rub
against his puckered little hole.

"Oh shit," Tyler growled then crammed his mouth against mine again and
continued to press his cock against me. I quickly put my other hand onto
his butt and encouraged the boy to continue to grind against me and a
moment later I felt the warmth of his young sperm as it oozed onto my
belly. Tyler kept on grinding against me and I kept on encouraging him. He
finally stopped, slowly pulled his head back then let it rest on my
shoulder and relaxed his body onto my lap.

I moved one hand up to rub on his back, onto the back of his head and back
onto his shoulders. The other hand kept cupping his butt cheek and my
fingers were still in his crack, one very close to his hole, all of them
moving slowly against his flesh. We stayed like that for almost a minute.

"Oh my gosh Russ that was amazing," he said into my neck.

"Yes it was." He finally pulled his head back but didn't make any move to
leave my lap.

"I squirted on you Russ; I'm sorry."  I took a chance and kissed him on the
mouth and he kissed back.

"You don't have to apologize sweet boy," I said looking into his large
hazel colored eyes. "I have no problem with a boy squirting his sperm on
me."

"You had boys squirt their sperm on you before?" I nodded my head.

"Plenty of times." He grinned then surprised me by kissing me on the lips.

"Are you going to cum now Russ?" I asked him if he wanted me too and he
nodded his head. I wiped his sperm up, little though there was, and began
to jack off. I kept my hand on his butt, the finger still close to his hole
and he surprised me again.

"Rub your finger on my butt hole Russ," he said softly then put his mouth
against mine again and left it there. Tyler pushed his tongue into my mouth
and all of those things got me to sperming stage quickly. I felt my body
change and held my cock forward and began shooting globs of cum onto
Tyler's belly. At the first shot Tyler pulled his head back to watch the
rest of it, 5 more squirts of thick gooey sperm blasting all over his flat
belly that started running down immediately into his sparse pubic hair. It
finally ended and I just rested back against the chair.

I finally pulled my hand out from the crack of his ass and gently rubbed
his back. Tyler just sat there, not seeming to have any inclination to move
from my lap.

"Thank you for helping me cum Tyler," I said softly. Once again he
surprised me by leaning forward and kissing me softly.

"You're welcome, it was fun for me too Russ. Gosh I never knew my butt hole
could feel so good. I liked you rubbing it like that. I really like kissing
too. That makes me so hot to squirt my sperm out."  Clearly Tyler's first
real experience at interactive sex was a success and meant a lot to him. I
suggested we get him cleaned up and while we did that Tyler said it was
cool getting my sperm shot on him.

"So now what," I asked him, noticing of course that he was still hard as
stone, his cocklet standing firm and proud in front of his taut belly.

"Well," he said with a grin, "I still got a boner and so do you plus we
never looked at the other magazine." All of that was true so we took our
seats again and started thumbing through the straight magazine. I noticed
that he lingered on pages where cocks were more prevalent. He was certainly
impressed with the images that showed hard cocks spreading the cunts open
and he also liked seeing the cum shots, but then most guys did. Tyler
seemed to go through that magazine pretty quickly then set it aside and
went to the bi-sexual magazine.

Tyler quickly went to a mutual cock sucking picture. "Gosh that guy has a
big dick. How big do you think it is Russ?" I said it looked like about 8
inches. He wanted to know how big I was and I told him just short of
7½. Tyler grinned and said, "No wonder my mouth got sore."

"Well, it does take practice," I said. I wasn't specifically suggesting
anything when I said it but Tyler agreed adding that he'd like to try it
again. I elected to stand up then straddle his chair with my cock almost in
his face. The boy took hold of my cock and stroked it a few times then
licked all over the still swollen head. Tyler used his other hand to cup my
balls and fondle them.

"Gosh your balls are big and heavy Russ," he said softly then placed his
mouth over the head and began the process of sucking my cock. Again,
looking down on his soft smooth face, the long lashes resting on his cheeks
and the billowing out of his cheek each time he took me inside, was
exhilarating.

Tyler surprised me again by putting a hand on my butt and urging be forward
and as he did so, his fingers slipped inside my crack and went for my
hole. Being a newly minted cocksucker Tyler wasn't real good at
multi-tasking so stopped sucking for just a second as his finger rubbed
back and forth across my puckered muscle. He did however keep his fingers
moving on my balls. After a 15 second exploration of my fundament Tyler
went back to sucking my cock and encouraging me to fuck his mouth. Once
again I could hear soft mewing sounds coming from deep in his throat.

He stopped sucking for a moment and went about licking; up and down the
shaft, all around the head and even my balls a little bit. He gave my stuff
a good once over then went back to sucking. Tyler's breathing was becoming
more rapid and it was easy to see that the boy was moving up into a fog of
hotness. He did finally stop and I moved back. Tyler moved his lower jaw
around in the typical manner of a person whose jaw had gotten sore.

"My turn," I said, plopping back down into my chair. Tyler stood up but
surprised me yet again by sitting on my lap.

"Can we do more kissing," he said, looking at me through eyes half closed
with lust. My answer was to pull him toward me and this time when our lips
met even Tyler went straight to a fully opened mouth, tongue pushing
kiss. My hands moved all over his boys' body and even Tyler did the same,
rubbing my sides, my neck and even reaching down to take hold of my cock
and stroke it a little bit. We broke the kiss a few times for air then went
right back to it. The boy moved his tongue, lips and mouth like a boy with
plenty of experience and again, the soft mewing sounds were evident in the
otherwise quiet barn. My hands had moved to his tender butt, each cheek
fitting perfectly into a single hand. Tyler stopped kissing for a just a
moment and in a very husky voice said,

"Rub on my butthole Russ, please, rub on my hole." He even reached behind
with on hand to pull a butt cheek open for me. I acquiesced to his wish and
quickly moved my fingers inside to massage his puckered little boy pussy.

"Oh shit," he growled and plastered his mouth against mine and really went
to kissing hard, mashing his mouth against mine and by then moaning
loudly. The kid was turning out to be one red hot sexy little boy, one that
allowed his body to revel in the pleasures that he was feeling. I wished
that I'd had some lube because it was the perfect opportunity to expose
Tyler to anal stimulation.

"Do you have any hand lotion or anything slippery out here sweet boy," I
asked after breaking the kiss. Tyler just sat there a moment panting
heavily.

"I think so, let me see," he said and stood up and left the stall. I
watched his tender little butt as he left, a butt like many slender young
boys, very narrow. I wanted to bury my face in between those cheeks so
badly and I was pretty sure that, based on how he had behaved so far, Tyler
was not going to have a problem with me doing that.

He came back a moment later, his raging red tipped boner bobbing as he
walked, his balls swaying slightly. "Will this work," he asked, showing me
a small tube of hand lotion, the name practically unreadable due to age. I
popped the top, squeezed a little out and said that it would.

I had the boy sit back on my lap but had him spread his cheeks before he
sat. I got some lotion on my fingers and reached down between his legs and
smeared his asshole.

"You're not gonna like, put your cock in my butt are you Russ?" I smiled
and shook my head.

"No Tyler. As much as I would love to and as much as I think you'd like it
I'm not going to. But I am going to put a finger inside you and I'm pretty
sure that you're gonna love it." Tyler perched on my lap, his hand on my
shoulders as I slipped my hand with a gooped up finger underneath him. I
teased his hole a little bit before gently inserting the tip of my
finger. Tyler inhaled sharply and let his eyes drop closed and seemed to
just focus on the feeling radiating out from his little rose bud.

I slowly slipped my middle finger up his butt until my knuckles were
touching his cheeks. I wiggled it around a little which caused his mouth to
drop open ever so slightly. I then began finger fuck the boy, the underside
of wrist gently pushing against his soft smooth balls.

Tyler finally opened his eyes and shot me a lazy grin. "Oh, my, gosh," he
said. He leaned forward, tilting his head as he moved and we began kissing
again. They were gently kisses at first then stayed a little longer. It
changed when his body shivered in response to a peak of intense feelings
that rushed through his young body like a freight train. Once his body
settled back down Tyler started kissing in earnest. When I grazed his small
prostate the boy went ballistic.

"Oh damn hell shit," he cried out, jerking his head away from mine and
tossing it backwards and when he finally looked at me Tyler's eyes were
barely open. "What the hell was that Russ," he asked in a voice laden with
lust.

"Your honey spot sweet boy," I replied then moved across it again.

"Oh hell," he growled then plastered his mouth against mine once again,
shoving his tongue almost violently into my mouth and even sucking on my
tongue. Tyler started to gyrate his hips, his instinct to fuck taking over
his barely adolescent body. He finally broke away and let his head rest on
my shoulder. Since he was looking away I took the opportunity to suckle
gently which caused him to shiver. I moved my head and nibbled his ear and
talked quietly to him, blowing warm breath into his ear.

"I can hardly wait to fuck you sweet boy," I said. "You are going to love
having my cock in your butt." I grazed back and forth across his prostate
as I said it, reinforcing the feeling and thus increasing the chances that
he would be amenable to being fucked.

"Oh shit," he growled and turned his head and went straight for my ear. "I
love this is so much; this feels so good. I almost want you to put your
cock in me right now," he breathed then his body shook again with the
intensity of the feelings that were ripping through his young body like a
tsunami.

I knew that Tyler couldn't be too far from cumming so told him to stand,
which he did. "Fuck my mouth baby boy," I commanded then lowered my head
and took him inside. Tyler began to move his hips, driving his young boner
in and out of my mouth while I continued to finger fuck him. I had
purposely stayed away from his prostate in order to let his heat level drop
a little bit. I started out with a hand on his tender butt however elected
to cup his smooth young balls, to fondle and tug on the small sperm
makers. It was then that I focused on his prostate.

Tyler's hands went to the sides of my head to hold me in place while he
fucked my face. I could easily hear his moans as he drove his barely
teenaged boner in and out of my warm wet fake cunt. I massaged his
prostate, keeping my finger in place, tight against his muscle.

"Oh sweet Jesus, oh fuck goddamn," he grunted. I felt his cock thicken
against my lips, moved my hand to his ass and held him tight to face,
reveling in the feel of him.  His sperm shot onto the back of my throat,
two good sized drops if I was any judge. I let my tongue roam over his slit
wanting to get as much of his gooey boy goodness as possible. Knowing that
it would be ultra-sensitive however I stopped and elected to just hold his
boner in my mouth and Tyler finally stopped moving

We stayed like that for a good minute, me holding his smooth young body
against me. He finally started to move so I dropped my hand and slowly
pulled my finger out of his ass causing him to moan softly from the
loss. He stepped back and I finally grabbed onto my cock and began stroking
it. Not for long however because the boy was in my arms immediately,
plastering kisses all over my face including my mouth.

"That was amazing Russ, the most incredible thing ever," he said in between
kisses. My hands hand gone around the boy to hold while he went on but
eventually went back to my raging hard cock and in the process I discovered
that he was still hard as a rock. I looked down to verify and indeed his
cock was still standing tall and proud.

I gently eased him from my lap, took hold of the bottle of lotion and
slathered my asshole while he watched. I then did his cock. "I need to your
cock in my ass right this minute Tyler. I need you to fuck me." He just
nodded his head. I turned and put one knee on a chair, moved the other
chair to give me something to lean against. I squatted down and told him to
go ahead. I pulled a cheek open and felt him step up to the plate. Tyler
didn't seem to hesitate in the least and I immediately felt his flesh touch
mine. I felt pressure and then he was inside of me.

"Go ahead Tyler, shove it all the way in," I groaned. It had been awhile
since I had been fucked by a young boy, especially one as young as
Tyler. Knowing that I was his first, that I'd just given him his first cock
sucking and his first fuck made me hot as all hell. His cock was a perfect
size as well; Just enough to get the job done and to feel good.

The boy put both hands on my ass and started in. He fell out a couple of
times but recuperated quickly, getting his boner back inside of me and
getting back to it. I wished that I could have been on my back while the
little cutie fucked me so that I could watch all of the various emotions
play out on it his sweet face.

"You feel real good Tyler," I crooned to him, "You cock feels good in my
ass. Fuck me good Tyler, fuck your cock into me and make me cum." I had
always been a talker during sex, even when it was solitary sex. Tyler
seemed spurred on by the dialog, fucking me with wild abandon.

"Oh gosh," he groaned, "Oh god," he moaned as drove his young boner in and
out of my ass. I used my muscled to grip his cock and relax, grip and relax
and I swear that he moaned even more. Like his other spermings this one
came out of the blue at him although it took a good 5-6 minutes before it
did. I had already taken hold of my cock and was jacking it, getting myself
to sperming stage so that Tyler and I could cum together. When I hear him
cry out and felt his cock swell against my muscle I let myself go.

"Fuck Tyler I'm cumming," I moaned, "Your cock is making me cum Tyler fuck
me hard." Well, there wasn't much more that the kid could do but he tried,
I'll give him that. Like always, however, it was over way before either of
us wanted it to be.

Tyler finished and started to pull out of me but I stopped him. "Stay in me
a little longer sweet boy." He did as I asked and waited until I told him
to pull out slowly although his dick was finally softening up and basically
squished out of me. I turned right away and saw him inspecting his cock as
if it might look different now that he had used it for its second most
intended purpose. Well, sort of.  He came right into my arms and we kissed
a little bit. "Oh gosh Russ that was unbelievable," he said. "Did it hurt
you when I fucked you?" I smiled and said no and asked him how he liked it
and of course got another huge grin.

"I could do that forever," he said which didn't surprise me at all.

"Well I liked it quite a bit too and hope that we can do it again
sometime," he said. I sat on the chair and the boy plopped down on my lap.

"I think it would be more fun to be in a bed though Russ so we could lay
around and hug and kiss and stuff." I nodded my head in agreement.

"Perhaps I could figure something out Tyler," I told him and he wanted to
know what I meant. "I don't know but I'll give it some thought." We slowly
dressed and afterward Tyler put his magazines in the bag and hid it with
his other one, under loose hay behind a pile of tools. He had chores to
take care of and I had things I needed to do as well. He gave me another
kiss and a hug then said,

"Thank you Russ for teaching me and for the magazines and for, you know,
letting me fuck you. It was all really great." I watched his slender little
butt as he walked away, my mind working overtime on a plan to get the boy
into a bed somewhere.