Date: Thu, 22 Apr 1999 10:45:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: "D.Z." <ndman72@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys on the Farm-5

This is a story about 2 teenage guys who discover man
sex and love for each other while on a summer vacation
at the farm. It begins slowly but builds in intensity
as the days go by and their relationship deepens. If
you are underage, or if man to man sex or normal
reproductive acts of farm animals offend you then you
should move on to something else. I would appreciate
any comments emailed to me at ndman72@yahoo.com. BOYS
ON THE FARM is a work of pure fiction -- the
characters and the events do not represent any person
or situation. Copyright (c)1999, all rights reserved.
Please do not post in any other forum, newsgroup, or
publication.


BOYS ON THE FARM.

Day Five.

Morning found the sleeping boys still nestled
together. Both were on their sides, with Tristan's arm
draped over David. As the sounds of the various birds
found in and around the farmyard came through the open
window, the boys began to wake. Tristan snuggled
tighter into David, adjusting his 5" soft cock more
comfortably into the crack of David's ass while giving
David a squeeze with his arm. Tristan's cock felt so
good where it was he couldn't help but move it from
time to time so maintain a slight amount of
stimulation.

David was enjoying the feelings of closeness that he
and Tristan were sharing while at the same time he was
fighting the erotic sensations coming from Tristan's
cock wedged between his ass cheeks. Every time Tristan
would move it would make his asshole and cock twitch.
His balls, more specifically his left one, were still
sore but not the dull throb he was enduring last
evening. His cock was semi-hard and swung down
heavily. He layed there with his eyes closed, torn
with indecision.

Then, Tristan began moving his hand over and around
his chest and belly. The pressure between his ass
cheeks was increasing from Tristan's enlarging cock
and the light touch of Tristan's fingers across his
smooth skin was unlike anything he ever felt. Whenever
Tristan would brush over his nipples it created
incredible sensations. Immediately his cock became
fully hard and sticking up as it was wont to do.
"Tristan," he said softly. All motion stopped but no
answer. "Tristan, are you awake?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"You think I'm a girl or what?"

"I know you're not a girl-I just love touching you."

"Well you're making me really horny with all of this
touching."

"I can fix that if you let me do you." As Tristan
spoke, his hand was sliding down David's belly to
grasp David's hard cock. Tristan began sliding David's
foreskin around on his cockhead making his hips move
involuntarily.

It felt so good David couldn't resist it any longer.
"Go for it then."

As Tristan started to jerk his cock, he was bouncing
David's balls around. That made his left testicle hurt
each time it was jiggled!

"Tristan, stop! It hurts my nuts!"

Tristan stopped his jerking motion but continued to
caress David's cock gently with one hand as he was
moving his cock back and forth in David's crack. It
was starting to slide easier from the amount of precum
he had smeared there. "How's that?" he asked.

"Better." Tristan's cock was rubbing against David's
asshole and David was thrusting slightly with his hips
now in unison with David. His cock grew harder and
harder and more insistent that he achieve a climax.
"Oh man, I want to cum so bad but this is like
torture, I need more."

"Um, David do you want me to try something else?"

"Like what?"

"I've heard about blow jobs-I wouldn't mind trying it
for you. That way it wouldn't bounce your balls."

"Yeah...but are you sure you wouldn't mind-and you'll
never tell anyone we did this?"

"Sure, I promise."

"OK then."

Tristan moved away from David allowing David to roll
on his back. Making eye contact with David, Tristan
gave him a crooked grin and then bent over his cock.

"Oh, David, your ballsack is black and blue on the
side."

"I don't care about that right now-yours will black
and blue if you don't finish what you started!"

Tristan had never put his mouth on anyone's cock,
ever. He began by tentatively kissing David's cock on
the tip slightly tasting the mild flavor of his
precum. Next he licked it, getting more of a taste of
hot cock.

David responded by thrusting his hips up and saying
"Oh that feels sooo good, keep going, keep going."

That was all Tristan needed to hear. He took a couple
of inches of hard cock into his mouth and began
sucking and swirling his tongue around David's
cockhead. It didn't take long for David to begin
making urgent fucking motions into Tristan's mouth and
before either boy realized it, David had his five
inches of hard cock buried to the hilt, his light
brown pubic hair brushing Tristan's nose. Only some
fast adjusting by Tristan kept him from gagging with
David's cock tickling his tonsils. The smell of
David's crotch was like
an erotic perfume for Tristan and the feeling of
having a hard cock in his mouth was mind boggling.

David reached his peak quickly and was ready to cut
loose with an incredibly fast orgasm. There was hardly
any time to warn Tristan. "Oh God, I'm going to
cum-OH, OH, OH, OH, Oh, oh", he moaned as he blasted
his hot loads down Tristan's throat before Tristan had
a chance to react. Tristan swallowed every bit of it
and as David's cock began to subside, he licked the
cockhead clean, tasting another guy's cum for the
first time. It had a unique taste, being slightly
salty and somewhat tangy.

Tristan's 7" circumcised hardon was throbbing and
leaking precum badly. His cock was not only longer
than Davids' but it was wider as well, marked with
several veins running its length and a rounded
cockhead. The skin was darker except for the
circumcision ring. "My cock is aching to cum, David.
It's my turn now. "

"Ah, I'm not sure I can, Tristan," David replied
hesitantly.

"Why not? I did it for you!" Tristan shot back as he
rubbed his aching cock.

"Well, I know but yours is so much bigger and I'm not
sure I should."

"Oh shit. Will you stroke me then?"

"Yeah. I'll do that." David reached over and began to
stroke Tristan's hot piece of meat. It was solid and
filled David's grip completely, and about half of it
was left uncovered by David's hand.

Tristan began to twist and buck his hips to match
David's rhythm in an effort to hasten his release--he
was so horny! Soon Old Faithful was sending its geyser
of hot cum erupting into the air to splash over
Tristan's stomach and thighs. David shook Tristan's
deflating organ and wiped up a dribble running down
from the piss slit along the underside of his cock.

Leaving Tristan to wipe himself off, David sat
cross-legged on the bed and bent over to inspect his
ballsack. As Tristan had said, it was black and blue
along the left side with a dime-sized welt marking
where the BB had impacted. It was swollen and tender
to touch, but was OK unless it was moved suddenly.
"You sure nailed me with that BB," commented David as
he inspected himself.

"I know--I saw it," was Tristan's quiet reply.

"Hey, come here," coaxed David. "I said it was ok.
What does it take to convince you that I mean it?"

"You just did a minute ago but I can't help feeling
bad when I see it." Then Tristan smiled with a crooked
grin and asked, "I did make it feel better when I
kissed it, didn't I?"

"Yes, you pervert, you made it feel much better! Maybe
I'll let you do it again sometime."

With that remark the boys quit talking and began
dressing for the day. David put on some snug-fitting
briefs to minimize any motion and was able to move
almost normally.

That morning Grandpa Brandt had the boys help him pull
the stagecoach out of the machine shed and get it
polished up for the parade tomorrow. They washed, then
dried, and then helped polish all of the shiny metal
found on the stagecoach and harnesses. As they worked,
he showed them where they could sit on the top with
their cowboy hats and BB guns. Tomorrow couldn't come
fast enough.

After their noon lunch, they helped Grandpa work on
the truck. They had to wash it, change the oil, and
put the stock racks around the box edges in order to
haul the horses. Finally they drove it over to the
fuel tanks and filled it with diesel. Tristan had
never heard the rattling noise that an idling diesel
engine makes.

"Grandpa, are you sure that engine is ok?" he asked.
"It sounds like it has marbles or ball bearings
rattling around in it. And look at the white smoke its
making!"

With a smile, Grandpa mussed up Tristan's thick dark
hair and said, "Yep. That's how a diesel engine sounds
when it's idling. When it's revved up that rattling
noise will go away. A cold diesel engine will make
white smoke until it warms up a little--it will quit
making white smoke anytime now."

They finished getting ready for the big parade
tomorrow by putting straw down in the truck box and
placing some hay and oats nearby to load after the
horses were in the truck.

"Say, do you boys know what real home-made ice cream
tastes like?" Grandpa asked as they were walking back
to the house.

David let out a yell and spun around to find Tristan.
"Its the best stuff you'll ever eat," he explained in
an enthusiastic rush. "You put a cream mixture in this
bucket with ice all around it and then you have this
crank that you have to turn and it takes a long time
but its worth the work."

"Well," Grandpa Brandt continued, "We'll make some
after we eat supper-that is if you boys are up to
turning the crank?"

"Yes, you too Tristan, say yes!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

That evening they sat out on the porch and made
homemade ice cream. Tristan thought his arm would drop
off it got so tired from turning that crank. But
finally the cream mixture turned frozen and they put
it in the freezer to "set" while they took showers and
got cleaned up to be in the house. David told Tristan
to get in the bathroom with him so they could be done
sooner-he didn't want to wait a minute longer than
absolutely necessary to get that taste of home-made
ice cream.

The shower at the farm was a shower/tub combination
and David went first. His clothes were stripped off in
no time and he turned the water on. "Get naked, dude,
the sooner we're done the sooner we get the good
stuff," David urged as he yanked on Tristan's shirt.
"Climb in right away."

This had Tristan's attention-and his dick's attention.
David had already disappeared behind the shower
curtain leaving Tristan to shed his clothes and try to
control the bulge in his boxers. Trying not to think
about David's naked, perfect body he slipped through
the curtain as David was washing his hair.

"Find the soap, dude, and get started soaping down
while I finish my hair."

"You're kidding, right?" asked Tristan feeling a
little awkward to be in the shower with another guy.

"No, I'm in a hurry and you're not helping. Get the
soap!"

Tristan gave a mental shrug and caught enough spray to
get wet and started soaping himself. He did his chest,
arms, and legs and was thinking about avoiding his
crotch as it wouldn't take much to spring a full woody
right there and then!

By now David was watching and grabbed for the soap.
"For pete's sakes, you're slow tonight. Switch places
and rinse off while I soap down. Quickly David soaped
himself completely, slowing down slightly to avoid
causing pain to his somewhat swollen and discolored
ballsack. Tristan watched as David stripped back his
foreskin and gave a quick application of soap to his
cockhead-that was all it took, Tristan's cock was
instantly hard and sticking out. He turned to face the
showerhead so David wouldn't notice.

Too late. David noticed and grabbed the shampoo
bottle. He applied a dollop of shampoo in his palm and
started scrubbing Tristan's scalp with its thick, dark
and curly hair. Tristan closed his eyes to avoid to
getting shampoo in them and enjoyed the feeling of
David's fingers massaging his scalp in the process.
Then, to his surprise, he felt David's hands full of
shampoo suds soap his cock, his balls, and his pubes.
"Oh God, David, what are you doing?" he gasped out, as
he writhed sensuously with the potent feelings coming
from his crotch. Then he felt David's hard rod
slipping between his ass cheeks.

"I wanted to make sure everything was clean and since
you wouldn't do it yourself I decided I would grab the
opportunity", David snickered in Tristan's ear with
both his arms around Tristan's torso and his hands
stroking Tristan's cock and balls.

By now Tristan was practically wild with lust and was
thrusting his rock-hard cock through David's hands and
reveling in the sensation of a hard cock against his
ass. But then it all ended in a second. Tristan felt
David's right hand leave his cock and without warning
the warm water turned ice cold! "Ahhhhhh!--what did
you do!" Tristan's hardon dropped as fast the water
temperature.

"Later stud, I want that ice cream now". David hopped
out and started drying himself while giving his cock a
few extra tender wipes with the towel. Reaching out
with his free hand, he grabbed the other towel and
threw it at Tristan. "Get dry before I open the
door-come on!"

"You cockteaser, I'll even with you for this little
trick." Tristan didn't know how, but he was going to
do his best to get even with David for this one!

The boys finished dressing and went out for their
snack.

"The homemade ice cream was the best stuff he had ever
eaten,' Tristan thought as he tasted it. It was
creamy, rich, sweet, and so full of vanilla flavor!
The boys each had second helpings so they could
continue to savor the delicious treat.

While they were eating they discussed with Grandpa and
Grandma what they would do tomorrow. The parade
started at 10:00 in the morning and the stagecoach
would be towards the end of the parade lineup. A
carnival was set up on the fair grounds so they would
be able to ride the attractions. At 3:00 was a
demolition derby and in the evening was a country
music concert. Grandpa warned that they couldn't stay
late because they needed to get the horses home and
unloaded before dark. The boys knew they were going to
have a terrific amount of fun the next day!

As they said good night and go their hug and kiss from
Grandma, Grandpa admonished them to be sure and get to
sleep right away because they were getting up early.
They had to load the horses and the stagecoach and
travel a ways, then get unloaded and ready for the
parade so they would be getting up at 6:30.

Once they were upstairs in their room, David shut the
door. By now no modesty was necessary. David stripped
and put on his sleeping boxers while Tristan did the
same. David's ballsack looked strange with the left
side all discolored and somewhat swollen still. There
was a large area of black that spread into shades of
green and just a little yellow on the top edge.

The boys climbed into bed, feeling full from all of
the ice cream they ate. They were tired since Grandpa
had kept them busy getting ready for the parade and
the county fair.

Tristan turned to David and asked, "How do your nuts
feel tonight? Any better?"

"Yeah, just sore if you press the left one or it gets
squeezed when I forget to be careful how I move,"
replied David. "Why?"

"Just wondering how you're doin' mostly."

"Oh sure, you probably want to get even for the cold
shower treatment I gave you."

"Don't worry, I'll get even but not when you expect
it."

"Just don't hit me in the nuts man, OK?"

"What do think I am, stupid or what? It makes mine
hurt clear up to my stomach just to see yours that
way."

"OK then, forget I said that. Let's get some sleep
dude, tomorrow we'll be up really early."

"Yeah, I s'pose so. Goodnight." With that response
Tristan fluffed up his pillow and laid as close to
David as he could without touching. His whole body and
heart yearned to be touching David in a body-to-body
caress. 'How can I ever tell David that I love him and
want to be touching him all the time,' thought Tristan
as he listened to David's breathing slow as sleep
overtook him. 'He will only let himself go so far and
God help me, I want to go all the way with him. I
guess that makes me gay for sure. But I don't
care--David is what I want and is all I need.'

David's thoughts were brief as he was falling asleep.
He had trusted Tristan with his secret and found that
it had strengthened their bonds of friendship. Their
sexual playing around and experimentation was just
that in David's mind but he knew Tristan was his best
buddy and he was happy with that feeling. Mostly he
could hardly wait for the parade that they would be in
tomorrow wearing their hats and brandishing their BB
guns! A faint smile was on his lips as he drifted off
to sleep.