Date: Wed, 19 Sep 2007 22:50:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: sandmann930@yahoo.com
Subject: Johnny Appleseed

Daniel sighed heavily and dropped his burdensome pile of logs onto the
cabin floor near the fireplace. He had been chopping wood all afternoon and
had generated quite a heap. Though it was nearing the end of March, the
weather had remained bitterly cold and snow was not uncommon at night. His
lone cabin stood deep in the forest of the Northwest Territory and the
fire's warmth would be the only thing that allowed him to sleep without
constant shivering.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, pushing his soft blond hair away from his
brown eyes. His back and arms ached from the strain of chopping but he was
strong and knew his own abilities. As a young boy he had helped his father
and brothers build this cabin and he had lived here ever since. Even when
his siblings moved on to other adventures, he had stayed behind and taken
care of his enfeebled parents until the day they died. Not knowing any
other life he minded the cabin and lived in the woods alone. He grew a few
vegetables when the weather permitted, collected wild plants, and
occasionally hunted rabbits and deer with a gun his father had given
him. He collected water from the rain and a small, nearby stream. He was
constantly at work repairing and upkeeping the cabin and enjoyed the
solitude and commitment it gave him. He was a man on his own and he was
happy with his lot in life. If he ever needed anything else, there was a
town four miles away that he would visit for supplies and, sporadically,
companionship. But these visits were rare and Daniel often stayed in the
cabin even when his supplies ran low. If it got bad he knew that he could
push himself to do extreme physical tasks. Because of this, his body was
also well-built and he was known by some to possess very good looks.

	After he unloaded his troublesome weight, he set about preparing
the cabin for night. The floor was swept and a fire was lit. Potatoes were
peeled and set to boil and he brought out some dried venison. He also set a
large bottle of apple wine on the table that he had fermented himself from
apples bartered for in town. The sweetness and intoxication of the wine was
his one luxury in life and he cherished it beyond all others. Just as
Daniel was about to sit down for his evening meal a knock came from the
door. He got up and opened it to find a very bizarre sight.

	A wild man stood in his doorway, about a head taller than him,
dressed in loose and disheveled clothing. His feet were bare despite the
cold ground and he had a large burlap sack thrown over one shoulder. Tied
to his waist was a large, metal pot. His face looked as if it had been
shaven recently but poorly, like a man hacking away randomly. His eyes were
a deep brown that flashed red behind as if there was a passion always
welling inside his brain. Though wiry, Daniel could see this man had a
healthy glow about him and a generally jovial disposition. Still, there was
something very odd about him and Daniel felt uneasy. The man flashed a
bright smile and firmly grabbed Daniel's hand.

	"Hello, brother. Have you heard the good news from heaven?" the man
said enthusiastically.

	Daniel was flummoxed by this sight. A devil of a man with feral
curls on his head and dirt all over his body was speaking to him in angelic
tones on a holy subject. The stranger wasted no time in introducing
himself.

	"My name is John Chapman," he gripped Daniel's hand even tighter,
"And I am here to ask you as an honorable Christian if I might pass some
time in your residence."

	Daniel stared ahead for a moment, jaw ajar. "I'm Daniel," he said
finally and then invited the stranger inside.

	Once inside, John unloaded his sack and various other trinkets he
had on his person and sat at the dinner table. Daniel followed him
cautiously.

	"You're welcome to stay in my place tonight but I must warm you I
don't have much to offer," Daniel said plainly. John seemed to think this
was delightful.

	Daniel moved the potatoes out of the water and on to the table and
set a second plate out for this newcomer. All the while, he eyed the burlap
sack that John had brought in with him. John smiled even brighter and
quickly engaged Daniel in conversation.

	"It's filled with apple seed," John informed Daniel.

	"Ah," said Daniel, raising his eyebrows. "Ah!" he cried a second
later, his brain flashing in recognition. "I know who you are. You're the
Apple Tree Man! The folks in town gossip about you all the time!  If you
weren't standing here in front of me I could have assumed you for a
legend."

	"John is a fine name to call me," said the Apple Tree Man, "And I
have been through this area before and met many a person. I've never
stumbled onto your cabin, though, and had the chance to meet you."

	John's look made Daniel freeze for a second, transfixed. Then
Daniel's hospitality suddenly kicked in strong and he shoveled potatoes
onto the second plate. He began to offer the meat as well but John stopped
him.

	"Don't eat that stuff. Sorry." Daniel understood why this man was
so skinny. As means of apology, John produced a small bottle of milk and
shared it with Daniel.

	After the apple wine was poured, the two men began talking in
earnest. Now that Daniel's fears were assuaged he became engaging and
chattered like a man who has had no one to talk to for months. John, for
his part, had endless stories to tell from his travels. He made his trade
by seeking out settlers and planting apple trees to bargain with
them. Because of this, he moved about constantly and had seen a great deal
of this country's wilderness. Daniel asked him where he lived. John said
the woods were his home.

	"But what do you do when its cold?"

	"Bah. I never feel it really. The cold don't affect me like most
people. And sometimes I get to rely on kind and beautiful strangers, such
as yourself."

	John often traveled by canoe and he said his greatest times came
from just sitting on the river and floating idly while soaking in the
beauty around him. Daniel found out that John had a great respect, even a
reverence, for the natural world and discussed it at length. This was often
tied in with his views on God as the creator and sustainer of nature, a
Christian perspective that Daniel hadn't heard addressed much before. When
talking about the environment, John's voice roared like wind or waves then
turned soft and soothing like quivering morning-glory flowers. He had a
strange eloquence and Daniel was enraptured by him. Daniel hardly had to
say anything other than occasionally telling bits of his own life.

	"So you don't have a wife or any children?" John was observing him
with his odd stare.

	"No, I live here alone," Daniel replied and felt a bit of tension
in his voice. A tautness lingered in the air for just a second between the
men but they moved on.

	As the wine in the bottle diminished, John's stories became more
peculiar. He told of how one autumn night he had observed mosquitoes
hovering around his fire in the woods and grew worried. In order to spare
their lives from plunging into the flames, he had put out his own fire.

	"God forbid that I should build a fire for my comfort, that should
be the means of destroying any of His creatures."

	Daniel was amazed that this man could have survived for so long. He
had considered himself an ascetic for the lifestyle he had in his cabin but
John was in a class all of his own. In fact, the longer John talked the
less Daniel came to understand him. Here was a man who lived so close to
nature that he was practically a part of it. Bringing him into the cabin
was like allowing a wolf to enter. And the look in John's eyes, though
zealous, was untamed and threatened to devour Daniel at any point.

	Eventually the wine, food, and storied ran out and the light was
just dim enough for the two men to look at each other's eyes across the
table. John had just finished a story about how he had once slept in a log
in the winter with a she-bear and her cubs. He was now eyeing Daniel in a
new way, sizing him up for some inexplicable reason.

	"You've been doing nothing but staring at me for quite some time
now. Is there anything you want?"

	Daniel, who had been staring, suddenly broke his gaze. "No, no, not
that I can think of," he stammered quickly.

	"Were you thinking, perhaps, of buying some apple seed from me for
planting in your own garden here?"

	"I wish that I could but I have nothing of value to offer you right
now. I own little to begin with and what extra I do have I need for trading
in town."

	"I can trade with you. Anything you want to give me is fine. I
often take old clothing as payment."

	"Again, I'm sorry. I don't even have extra clothes to offer."

	John was now giving Daniel such a piercing stare that is was
uncomfortable. "Well, I'm sure we could think of something eventually."

	Daniel coughed politely and then announced that it was his bed
time. John agreed with gusto.

	"I can just sleep here on the floor," John offered and pointed to a
spot.

	"That's a terrible idea," Daniel found himself saying, "The floor
is rigid and uncomfortable and you deserve a nicer sleep. I've had guests
in my bed before and I wouldn't think of you not being one of them." Daniel
was not sure what made him so fervent about this decision but they both
smiled after the announcement.

	Daniel prepared the bed and set out an extra pillow and a blanket
filled with down. He crept on to one side and covered himself with a
thinner quilt his mother had made many years ago. In the dim light he
watched as John removed his shirt and then began to take down his
pant. Daniel was alarmed for a moment but then realized that John was
probably going to be too hot under the down blanket. Besides, he found his
eyes lingering at the sight of John's naked body. It was thin but clearly
very strong and he was covered in dirt. John didn't have much hair on his
body, just a patch on his chest and near his crotch. The soft, yellow light
bounced wonderfully over his muscles and made them appear oily. Shadows
near his pubic region kept him from exposing his shame. As John finished
removing his pant, Daniel knew that John was staring at him from the corner
of his eyes and smiling. Embarrassed, Daniel leaned to the bedside table to
put out the light.

	John shuffled under the covers and adjusted himself. He laid
breathing softly for a while. Though he had been extremely tired earlier,
Daniel found that he couldn't bring himself to sleep and was staring into
the darkness. His clothes felt itchy, the bed was too hot and an unspoken
tenseness was sitting between the two men. Daniel did not know what to
expect next.

After about fifteen minutes, John shifted out from the down blanket and
under Daniel's blanket.

"It's far too hot under there for me. Perhaps this blanket will suit me
more," John whispered. Daniel didn't know what to do so he turned his face
away and kept his back to John. But John shifted again and brought himself
closer to Daniel, pressing his front side against Daniel's backside and
sliding his arm around Daniel.

"Mmm... that's better," John purred.

Unbidden, Daniel brought John's arm to his lips and began to run them
softly over the hair. He moved back and forth slowly, smelling the pungent
aroma of grasses and herbs emanating from John's skin. He still was not
certain what was happening but now he was beginning to enjoy himself.

"Yeah, that's much better," John whispered again.

Things changed when Daniel began to feel John's reaction to his
nuzzling. What had begun as a slight poke at Daniel's back was quickly
becoming a stronger push from John's crotch. His manhood was beginning to
stand at attention and the realization of this gave Daniel a strange
sensation in his stomach.

Daniel continued stroking John's arm but then he found his own arm heading
toward John like a man possessed. His hand found John's full erection and
he gave it a sharp squeeze. John reacted to this strongly, placing his
forehead on the back of Daniel's neck and bucking his hips slightly. As
Daniel started to stroke John's member, John went into a frenzy. He began
to thrust his erection toward Daniel and rub it against his back. Daniel
suddenly found himself with a wild horse rearing against his body. He took
his hand of John's member and turned to face him.

Their lips found each other and they kissed passionately as John
desperately continued his animalistic humping.

"Shhh," whispered Daniel in the dark and he sought to steady John.

"I'm sorry," came the reply, "That just felt so good. I need you to do it
again."

Daniel obliged by kissing John again hard and running his hands all over
John's naked flesh, feeling every inch of it with his fingers. His face,
his neck, the muscles of his shoulders, chest, and stomach. As he neared
John's crotch, he slowed down and teased the hairs that grew there. John
reacted by pulling down Daniel's pants and finding his manhood (now raging
in erection as well) with his hands. Daniel couldn't help but moan in
delight as John stroked him and he gratified John's desires by stroking him
back. They tugged at each other's members for some time until John pushed
Daniel to the bed and climbed on top of him.

They continued to kiss and fondle but now John was removing Daniel's shirt
and alternating running his tongue on Daniel's lips and neck. The feeling
of pleasure that welled up in Daniel was indescribable as John licked his
way down Daniel's muscled chest and found his stomach. There he ran his
tongue in circles around Daniel's belly button before moving on to the
inside of Daniel's thighs. Finally, he placed his mouth over the head of
Daniel's member and sucked on it gently. Daniel could scarcely believe what
was going on but knew that he did not want it to stop. John ran his tongue
around Daniel's head and then down his shaft. He took Daniel in his mouth
again and this time moved down along the length of his member.

"Oh! That feels so good," Daniel exclaimed.

John continued moving downward until his nose was buried in Daniel's
crotch. Then he began to stroke his mouth up and down. Waves of bliss moved
throughout Daniel's body. This went on for quite some time. Whenever John
wasn't able to take Daniel all the way in (his member was just above
average size) he would keep working his mouth over Daniel's head while
stroking the shank with his hands. Daniel just couldn't handle the feeling
anymore and as soon as John went all the way down again, he spent his
load. John willingly drank it all in and then came up to kiss Daniel
again. John's passion had not get been extinguished and he gave Daniel a
deep, untamed look. Daniel didn't need any guidance and he found his way to
John's aching member (which was just a bit bigger than his) with his
tongue. He lapped it up and found his own nose pressed against John's pubic
hairs in no time. The smell of earth and leaves inebriated Daniel and
filled his brain with thoughts of the forest. He stroked John's erection in
his mouth for many minutes, enjoying the sensation as it hit the back of
his orifice and then passed all the way in to his throat. His hands rubbed
John's balls and the area around his crotch.

After a few minutes of this John sat up and grabbed Daniel's hips. He moved
Daniel around so that, though Daniel's mouth was still on his manhood, now
he could taste Daniel as well. Daniel was not still fully recharged from
his previous orgasm but liked to have John lick his member as it slowly
grew again. Then he felt John's finger on an unexpected place. John had wet
it and was now slowly trying to slip it inside of Daniel's ass. Daniel
panicked for a moment but soon trusted the other man since the feeling of
John's hand in his ass was turning him on even more than before. John then
slipped a second finger and then a third inside of Daniel while Daniel
worked on John's erection. He himself was now fully erect again and
enjoying John's fingering to an amazing extent.

Daniel took John all the way inside his mouth again and John just couldn't
hold on any longer. He came in Daniel's mouth and Daniel got to taste his
seed. It tasted fruity and smelled vaguely like the windblown pollen the
trees used for mating during their season. Daniel loved it.

But unlike Daniel, John did not lose his erection after coming. He pulled
it away from Daniel's mouth and then got behind Daniel. Daniel was now on
the bed on all fours, like a dog, and John was rubbing his member against
the entrance to Daniel's ass. Daniel worried again but John reassured him.

"Shh, shh. It's okay," John pet Daniel's ass comfortingly.

He said that it wouldn't hurt and that he even had a salve to help with
lubrication. As Daniel stayed on the bed, John ran to his belongings and
returned with a small vial containing a whitish liquid. He smeared it all
over his manhood and then over Daniel's awaiting ass. Slowly his slipped
his erection inside of Daniel. The first moment there was pressure and
Daniel winced in pain. But he knew that he was strong and allowed John to
continue further. Moment by moment and inch by inch, John moved into
Daniel. Each step began to feel better and better for the both of
them. After an eternity, John had himself completely buried in Daniel's
ass. He grabbed Daniel's shoulders and kissed him on the back.

"This feels incredible," he told Daniel, "Can I take you?"

"Please," Daniel replied.

John began to rock his hips back and forth, driving his erection in and out
of Daniel. Daniel couldn't stop from moaning in joy as John started to move
faster and faster. Soon John was bucking like a stag and it took all of
Daniel's effort to steady himself under this beast of a man. John continued
seeking his pleasure in Daniel's ass for as long as he could but eventually
he felt a pressure welling up in his loins. He thrust harder and faster and
listened to Daniel's moans while trying desperately to hold on to his own
wits. But eventually the pressure exploded in his brain and he felt as if
he were leaping from a giant cliff into the open air. At the same time his
member shot seed into Daniel's ass, filling him. Daniel experienced the
same sensations in his mind and found that he was coming all over the bed
underneath John.

"That was amazing," Daniel said and John agreed.

After a few moments of wallowing in their pleasure, the two men slunk back
to the bed and slipped under the covers. They slept soundly though the
night.

When the sun began to fall on Daniel's eyes he fluttered them and then woke
up. His groggy brain told his hand to search next to him and he found John,
still sleeping soundly. Daniel woke him up with a kiss and rubbed his
morning wood against John's thigh. John responded by grabbing Daniel's
member and stroking it. Still half asleep, he grabbed the vial with the
lubricant and placed it on Daniel's manhood. Daniel became lost in the
wonderful feeling of this all and was genuinely surprised when he found his
head pressing against John's ass. John kissed him strongly to indicate that
he should proceed. Daniel took John's legs and put them up on his
shoulders. Then he leaned forward and found himself moving easily into
John's ass. His erection had never felt such a sensation and his pushed
himself deeper and deeper into John. The tightness of John's body was
thrilling him and he couldn't contain his desire. Soon his was thrusting
just as wildly as John had been last night. The feeling was amazing and
John pulled him in closer to his body. Daniel couldn't take the marvel much
longer and after another minute he came inside John. John shot his own seed
onto his stomach as Daniel came within him.

The two men kissed one last time and then got out of bed. They cleaned
themselves up a bit and said their goodbyes.

"I'm never going to forget this," Daniel told John as he was leaving.

"I know you won't."

John smiled as he headed back out into the woods, having left a great
impression on Daniel and several apple seeds. Once they were planted, the
fruit they bore would be a testament to the pleasures that the two men had
experienced one amazing night.


This is my first story for Nifty. Comments are appreciated.
Sandmann930@yahoo.com