Date: Fri, 26 Jun 2009 21:29:47 -0700 (PDT) From: thinsmooth Subject: Ranch Boys 2 From part 1 Henry was taut, breathing heavily, poised aggressively. I couldn't hold his dark stare, so I dropped my eyes to his belt. Somehow that seemed safer than staring into his fierce expression. The sound of Henry's voice made me look up again. "What will you give me if I let you go?" I considered protesting at the idea of having to pay for my freedom, but decided to humor Henry. "I'll do anything you want, Henry. Just please untie me!" A second later, the rope fell away from my hands and feet. "You said 'anything', right?" Just then, his dad's pickup honked as it crossed the cattle grate. We wouldn't have a chance to talk privately until the next study session. The next time he came over to my house to study, things went normally. I checked him out when he wasn't looking, and he didn't seem to care anyway. When he was ready to go home, he surprised me with another invitation. "Oh yeah, my brother and I have to do the branding this weekend, you want to help us?" Part 2 "OK, if you're sure I won't be in the way". I'd answered the question as honestly as I could. I knew he knew I didn't know anything about livestock, so it was safe to assume he knew I wouldn't be much help with branding. "No problem, we just need another strong body. We'll show you what to do." I was excited about getting together with Henry and his brother, but I didn't want to look like an idiot. "Are you sure it's OK with Nicholas?" "No problem, I told my little brother about you, so it's cool." The following Saturday, I was showered, dressed, and fed by 6a.m., and none too soon. Henry's father's pickup pulled into the driveway, and I was out the front door like the wind. Since the work would continue into Sunday, I brought an overnight bag. I guess due to the early hour, the ride to their ranch was quiet, and for some reason that was reassuring. I'd never spent any time with Henry's younger brother, Nicholas, but in school he'd always seemed friendly to me. He was definitely as hot as his brother, even if he was younger. The same long-lashed brown eyes, naturally spiked black hair, smooth copper skin, and brilliant white teeth...on a smaller, less imposing physique. After we'd unloaded equipment, and their father had left in the truck, we started to set up. A large fire and a boiling pot of water were our early objectives. After that, it became more confusing. I wasn't sure what the boiling water was for, let alone the skillet. Eventually, Henry began to explain. "Nicholas will bring each calf to me. He and I will brand and castrate it, and release it to Danny." "Danny, your job is to get the calf back into the corral. Nicholas will help you with the first one." The sun was hardly up, but the light glowed from their smiles, and we got to work. By the time the day was over, I was ready to collapse. Without going into the gruesome details, we'd branded and castrated over 40 head. Henry, especially, was filthy. He'd done most of the hardest work. Not long after we started, he had removed his shirt. The large silver belt buckle he wore gleamed against his hard-packed abs. I almost forgot that I had a job to do. I was so busy watching Henry and Nicholas wrestle each calf down. Nicholas never whined, or challenged his brother's instructions during the entire day. On the contrary, he seemed to be working extra hard to please his big brother. Soon after Henry removed his shirt, Nicky did the same. Their sinewy backs and shoulders gleamed in the mid-day sun. We snacked on candy bars, but no lunch. Finally, Henry said, "OK that's good". Nicky helped me put the last calf in the corral, and patted me on the back. "You did good bro'", he said. I wasn't so sure, but I welcomed the praise. "Don't thank me, you guys are both awesome." His facial expression was relaxed, and while he smiled back, he brought his hand slowly down my back, to my waist. Once his hand reached my belt, he let his palm rest on my upper ass. I let him linger there a moment, then rushed off to answer his brother's demands for help putting gear away. The fire had been left burning, and now the purpose for the large cast-iron skillet was revealed to me. Six or eight at a time, the brothers, sliced and fried the testicles they'd just removed from unfortunate calves. The entire project took about an hour, until there was a steaming plate of "mountain oysters" to feast on. They'd brought home-made flatbread with them, similar to tortillas. The combination was delicious. The sun was starting to set by the time we finished eating. Since there was no electricity at their ranch, work had to be done before the sun went down. By the time we finished eating, there was less than a half hour of sunlight left in the day. Henry was still giving the orders: "We'll wash the plates later, but first we need to wash ourselves, so strip and follow me". As he finished saying this, he began removing his boots, socks, and jeans. Nicky was quick to copy his big brother's actions. I was only a few seconds behind them, delighted at the prospect of a bath or shower, and even more delighted to see these young cowboys stripping bare in front of me. Henry led us to downhill side of the round water tank, by the windmill. Here it was grassy and a little muddy, where the water constantly dripped from an overflow pipe. Henry was carrying a clear plastic bag, full of a white paste. When we got to the overflow pipe, he opened the bag. "OK, Nicky, you're first, so Danny can see what to do when it's his turn". On Henry's command, Nicholas stepped under the pipe. He was instantly drenched and shivering from the cold water. As soon as his entire body was wet, he jumped out from under the pipe. Henry held out the bag to me. "OK Danny, get a handful of this soap and start washing Nicky". As he said this, Henry began to demonstrate what he expected me to do. He stood in front of his little brother, and starting at the top of Nicky's head, he used both hands to create a thick lather. "C'mon Danny, hurry up and help me wash Nicky" Henry repeated, so I did. I stood in back of the 15 year old. While his brother worked on his hair, I began with his well-shaped shoulders, down the emerging muscles of his arms, his smooth armpits, and wide back. I was almost a head taller than Nicky, so I could still see Henry, who smiled back at me. "Don't be shy, finish his ass and legs, so we can take our turns". I snapped to Henry's command, and began washing his brother's hard, round, smooth little ass. I didn't dare linger for too long, but I finished him off with a couple of soapy strokes between his firm cheeks, then proceeded down his legs. Meanwhile, Henry had started working down the front of his brother's wet body. Although I couldn't see what the older boy's hands were doing, it was easy to tell he was paused over his brother's dick. I'd already seen that both boys were uncut. Henry's soft dick was obviously larger than his younger brother's, and Henry's dick was crowned with a wreath of long straight black hair. Nicky, on the other hand, didn't seem to have sprouted yet, either on his dick or in his armpits. I continued my work on Nicky's legs, moving to his ankles, and averting my eyes down. Nicky's body blocked my view, but I was pretty sure Henry was still washing his brother's pubes. "I'm finished!", I almost shouted. Henry replied calmly, "Did you wash his crack good?" "Yes", I answered, in a more subdued tone. By then, Henry's hands were on Nicholas' feet. "Danny, keep him from falling", and as he said this, Henry lifted his brother's right foot, to wash his toes. I stepped up to hold the younger boy from behind, and in doing so accidentally brushed my free- hanging cock against Nicky's smooth ass. My dick had been behaving itself up until now, but the sudden body contact caused it to chub up slightly. I stepped back again, but kept my hands on Nicky's slippery shoulders. During all this time, Nicholas hadn't said a word. I assumed this was a routine thing for my friends, just part of ranch work, and tried not to dwell on the temptation in front of me. When Henry had finished with his brother's feet, he stood up and grasped Nicky's shoulders, then moved him back under the overflow pipe to rinse off. The soapy boy shivered under the flow for a few seconds, then jumped clear. He finally spoke: "Damn that's cold!" Henry and I broke out laughing. If Nicky had an erection earlier, the cold water must have deflated it. His wrinkled brown ball sack peeked out from under his shriveled, uncut cock. "OK Danny, your turn, step under the pipe." I suspected this might be a sort of initiation test, so I immediately stepped under the cold stream of water. Within a few seconds, my teeth were chattering, and my semi-erection had shriveled. Jumping so fast to Henry's orders, I hadn't given thought to the idea of how I would react under the water pipe. They didn't give me any time to think about it, either, as four strong hands pulled me out from under the freezing water. Front and back, they began to scrub me down. I was facing Henry, who started with my medium-length brown hair. I closed my eyes, but I could feel their hands on my body. Nicholas worked much faster than I had, and covered my back and front with his soapy hands. He started on my shoulders, as I had on his. His hands slipped under my armpits, and washed my chest and abdomen with handfuls of soap. I felt his fingertips teasing my nipples, probing my belly button. Nicky pulled me back against his body, for better access to my front. My knees were suddenly feeling weak, but I tried to maintain composure. While Henry continued working on my hair, Nicky's hands slipped below my waist, and gently surrounded my cock and balls. My dick went fully erect, in response to his warm soapy grasp. I closed my eyes, as Nicholas' hands brought me to a full hard on. His left hand continued fondling my balls and boner, while his right hand slipped around my waist and began slathering suds on my hairless white ass. As his hand moved across my ass, he gripped it hard in several places, almost causing me to cry out. Ranch work had made both boys hard as granite, and strong as iron. Nicky grabbed hard several times on both sides of my crack while he was washing me, and then slipped his hand inside the deep furrow. His fingertips quickly found my clenched hole. One of Nicky's fingers became more persistent than the others. His finger broke through the tight ring surrounding my boy-hole, and buried itself past the middle knuckle. The slippery suds almost made it easy going in. At least, I didn't protest. Instead, as Nicky massaged my sphincter with one hand, and my cock and balls with the other, I let out a low moan. "Cut it out, Nicky, save that for later. I haven't washed yet, so hurry up with Danny." Nicky's hand slipped from my raging erection, while he simultaneously pulled his finger out of my wet ass. The sudden pull-out caused my cock to twitch reflexively. A few seconds later, Henry's strong hands gripped my shoulders, and moved me back under the streaming pipe. He held me firmly in place, while I went through the rinse cycle, and my hard dick deflated. "My turn. Hurry, it's almost dark." With that, Henry stepped under the flowing pipe. His wide nipples beaded up under the cold water, and goose bumps were visible on his lean thighs and hard round ass. "Let's go boys!", as Henry stepped out from under the pipe. I was still standing in front of him, so I took a glob of soap and started washing his medium length black hair. His eyes were closed, so I was able to stare at the curving lines of his nose and lips, his long, thick eyelashes, his smooth copper skin. I snapped out of it when I heard and saw Henry take a deep breath. His ribs heaved, exaggerating the concave slope of his suds- covered belly. He put his hands on my shoulders for balance. Looking down, I saw Nicky's soapy hands jacking on his brother's erect penis. The brown foreskin was pulled back behind the swollen purple head. Glossy pubic hair was plastered sparsely around his rigid manhood. When I looked up, Henry's eyes were looking at mine, but he said nothing. For a moment, I could see the sexual tension reflected in his clenched jaw. Another second to regain control, and Henry released my shoulders, and stepped back under the overflow pipe. As soon as Henry had finished rinsing, we started back to the corral. By now the sunset was just a thin red sliver on the horizon, and there was no moon. The path to the corral was on the shadowed side of the tank. We were barefoot, and more than once I had to steady myself on the bare shoulder of one of the brothers. They spoke briefly in their native language, but quickly returned to English when we approached the corral. "Nicky, get the sleeping gear. Danny, help me over here." I followed the flickering shadows on Henry's muscled backside, as he went behind the row of stables. "Help me carry wood back to the fire". Still naked as jaybirds, Henry and I made 2 or 3 trips to the pile of chopped firewood. I thought in turn of the brothers' hewn bodies, and imagined first Henry, then Nicky, shirtless, gleaming with sweat, swinging the axe at this woodpile. As Henry and I were setting down the last load or wood beside the fire, Nicky had returned with his arms full of blankets and sheepskins. He laid several on the ground, upwind from the fire. Like Henry and me, Nicky was still naked. While he twisted to control each blanket that he unfurled, his taut flanks and stretched torso flickered like shadows in the firelight. When Nicky threw down the last blanket, Henry stepped into the middle and sat down. I quickly followed, grateful for a place to park myself. Nicky stepped around his older brother, and sat down on my right, placing me between them. Each time they moved, I tried to get a better view of what they had going between their legs. Neither of them seemed to be hard, but there wasn't much light to work with, and their knees were now bent. "Let's go to sleep, man", said Henry. Nicky reached behind and pulled a couple of large blankets over the three of us. We were reclining three-abreast, and still nude. I lay on my back, as did Nicky. Henry re-arranged the blanket, then turned away from me, and settled on his side. I reflexively mimicked his move, and turned away from Nicholas, facing Henry's back. I was so tired; I think I even fell asleep for a few seconds, until I felt strong fingers massaging my ass. I recognized Nicky's hard grip. Very soon, one roving hand reached my lengthening penis. The other stayed behind, and his skilled finger reunited with my eager asshole. First one, then two, then a third slender finger, but strong they were. The hand Nicky had placed on my penis moved up, across my belly, and tightened around my chest. After a few minutes, the fingers he had pushed into my ass were clumsily replaced by his slim boy cock. Once he'd gotten it inside me, there was no mistaking it for fingers. Reaching under my armpits, grasping my shoulders, Nicky pulled his slim body into mine, docking smoothly and completely with my virgin hole. I sighed heavily, and bent slightly, to give him better access. Once Nicky had buried his hardness all the way in my ass, he let me catch my breath. The fingers of both of his hands worked over my nipples, teasing and pinching. After we'd been lying still for a couple of minutes, Nicky called his brother's name softly. Henry was still turned away from us, where he'd apparently fallen asleep right after lying down. When Henry didn't respond, Nicholas raised his voice to normal level and said something in their native language. Henry responded this time, and rolled over to face us. We were all still under the blankets, so it wasn't possible for Henry to see that Nicky's young cock was pube-deep in my ass. But there was still enough light from the fire to see that Nicky was spooning me. Still in their own language, Henry seemed to be asking questions. When he seemed to have gotten the answers he wanted, his arms stretched the short distance to allow his hands to join Nicky's, on my hairless chest. Henry didn't linger there, moving quickly along my ribs, stomach, belly, to my pubic bush. His fingers raked my thin pubic hair, then grasped my throbbing erection. The other hand groped my balls, then slipped behind to find my crack. The hand under my balls reached up until it found Nicky's stiff dick planted deep. He fondled the base of his brother's cock, his balls, then pulled back to grasp my cock again. He didn't stroke it, but gripped it tightly, and scooted toward me until our bodies almost touched. I was too sexed up, and slightly panicked, to say a word. Henry looked at me seriously, and spoke in English. "Danny, remember that day we went riding, when you said you'd do anything, if I let you go? "Yes, Henry", I whispered back. "If you haven't figured it out already, I want to you do whatever Nicky and me tell you, that means anything. But you won't have a problem with that, will you Danny?" As he waited for my reply, he said something to Nicky, which resulted in Nicky withdrawing from my ass, and lifting my lower body so that now neither of us was covered by blankets. I was on my knees, leaning forward on my elbows now, facing Henry, who was still covered. Henry barked a few words to Nicky, who moved his body back into my crack space, re-entering my hole with one swift push to the bottom. I gasped, my lungs heaved, my heart was racing, but I didn't cry out. "Answer me Danny, do you have a problem with being our bitch tonight, or not?" Henry rose up from beneath the blankets, his nude body half in shadow, almost featureless on the dark side. On his knees, Henry scooted so that his semi-hard penis was dangling above my face. I looked up, trying to regain some control of my tongue, but I couldn't. Henry barked at his brother. Nicky slipped his hard dick back up to the entrance of my boy-cunt, then slammed it in with the most force he'd used so far. This time, I did cry out. Henry reached for the back of my head, and pulled my hair back to elevate my face. "Ok, Danny, you don't have to answer, just nod. Do you want this?" He flicked the head of his swelling penis across my nose and eyes, then slowly circled my lips with the tip. "I know you want this, don't you? You don't have to worry about Nicky or me telling anyone. I've known you wanted in my pants all along, it's cool. If we were gonna tell someone, they'd already know by now." He pulled his smooth ball sack across my nose, cutting off my air, and forcing me to open my mouth. I looked up at his handsome face, framed by thick dark hair, cast in flickering shadows. My eyes followed the deep shadows of his muscled chest and abdomen. Henry pulled back, and barked at Nicky again. "No, I mean yes, I uh want it, Henry." "Say it. What do you want, Danny? "I want to do whatever you and Nicholas tell me. I want to suck your dick, Henry." "Good boy, here ya go baby. Let's see how hungry you are." By now Henry was vigorously stroking his swelling cock. When it was at full length, he moved it against my lips, and I opened without resistance. "Careful with teeth babe. Nicky you can get back to work on his ass now." Receiving Henry's cock, I'd almost forgotten about Nicky's. Now he reminded me. Slowly at first, He began a smooth long stroke from top to bottom of my boy pussy. Meanwhile, Henry's flared cock head had touched the back of my throat, and rested on my tongue. I swabbed my tongue sloppily around the shaft, then pulled back to lick at the spongy head. I grasped it in my right hand and pulled my head off. His cock head was fully extended from stretched foreskin. It was shiny from the tongue bath I'd just given it. "Go deep now, Danny." I felt one of Henry's hands grip the back of my head, guiding my mouth back down on his throbbing cock. My mouth was full of saliva from the first taste of his prick, so it slid easily to the back of my mouth, pausing at the entrance to my throat. "Relax, Danny", and he slid the head of his dick down past the back of my tongue. I was able to delay a mild gag response, but the hot flesh cut off my air. I held on as long as I could, while Henry fucked deeper, finally resting his balls on my chin. My nose was in his pubic bush when I was forced to pull my head back for air. Henry kept his hand on the back of my head, but he didn't try to force me down while I got my breath. "Nicky, Danny's a natural cocksucker, he took it balls deep, you'll love it. How's his ass?" While Henry was testing the limits of my throat, Nicky had set my ass on fire, and he was busy stoking it with his hot poker. The break from Henry's cock allowed me to focus on Nicky's again. I felt no pain, just fullness, and a sexual tingle, almost an itch, that was becoming more insistent. "It's tight, Henry. His ass is on fire, he just started pushing back on my dick. I can't last much longer." I looked up at Henry's face, and found him looking into my eyes, smiling widely. He had begun stroking his dick again, instead of returning it to my mouth. "Henry, I'm gonna blow!", shouted Nicky. His pumping rhythm suddenly changed, almost stopped, then three or four shallow, rapid-fire thrusts, then a final, full-length plunge back to the bottom, where he blasted his hot seed deep into my bowels. Nicky lay stretched across my back, his arms wrapped under my armpits, hands clinging to my shoulders. We were both sweating, especially my ass crack, but I didn't want Nicky to move. I really liked the feeling that he'd just seeded me, and was spent. That feeling gave me a perverse sense of power over him, and the thought made my dick very hard. Nicky pulled out with a wet, broken-suction sound, and fell back on the covers. "Turn around, Danny. Flip around and clean Nicky's dick off with your tongue, while I get some." I obeyed Henry's order, and turned to face Nicky. I wasn't sure what to expect after he'd been jamming my shit-hole, but his dick tasted more like cum than like shit. I licked him clean, even his sweaty balls. I felt Henry's hands grasp my ass and open it like a book. The tip of Henry's cock touched my sensitive hole, then pushed through, past the head. His cock moved through me like a hot knife through butter. Nicky's load was helping lubricate my newly christened boy-cunt. Henry's dick felt a lot larger, but it didn't hurt, now that his little brother had broken me in. Henry realized immediately how badly my wet hole wanted his straining cock. He slid it all the way to the hilt, then again, and I felt his body bump me repeatedly with each long stroke. Meanwhile, the tongue-bath I'd been giving Nicky's cock began to make him hard again. Still on my elbows, I slurped on his uncut boyhood like a thirsty animal, then pulled each testicle into my mouth for a few seconds, making him twist and moan under me. Nicky spoke to his brother again, in their own language. Henry's grunted reply seemed approving, and the next thing I knew, Nicky had swiveled under me to form a 69. His mouth caught my dick on Henry's down-stroke into my steaming hot ass. This time when I pushed my ass back on Henry's dick, I was careful not to pull out of his little brother's sucking mouth. Each time Henry's pile driver bottomed out in me, my own throbbing erection slipped further into Nicky's mouth. After a few more jabs from behind, the head of my dick briefly entered his throat. At the same time, I was gobbling Nicky's hairless dick down to the base. Because he wasn't as thick as his older brother, I eventually mastered my gag reflex. Skewered on Henry's iron spit, rocking up and down on Nicky's long, slim pole, I felt like a bitch in heat. I lost myself in our rutting for several minutes, but snapped out of it when Nicky reached up and grasped my nutsack with one hand. He pulled gently, then ran two fingers up behind my balls, until they reached his brother's churning prick. Nicky slipped one finger into my ass, working in concert with Henry's cock. The combined effect was too much for me. My orgasm hit like a hurricane, taking over my entire body. As my toes curled, my ass clenched. Nicky held my cock in his mouth while he swallowed my load. At the same moment, he blew his own load in my throat. Some of Nicky's jizz dribbled down and pooled at the base of his dick. "Nicky, I'm losing it, here it comes". Henry doubled his pumping speed. Nicky's finger immediately withdrew from my boy-cunt. I could feel his hand gripping the base of his brother's cock. Henry's frenzied fucking suddenly slowed down. "FUCK YEAH", was the only thing he said, and he buried his cock deep and held it there, while his balls emptied in my greedy ass. Once Henry backed out of my bruised pussy, Nicky's mouth let go of my spent dick, and moved up between my legs to my rut-hole. My ass was burning hot. The next second, Nicky's tongue started lapping coolness on my hole. He snaked it inside as far as he could reach, lapping at his brother's warm cum. I remained on my elbows and knees while Nicky washed my ass with rapid movements of his tongue. In a final lewd gesture, he sealed his lips tightly around my hole, and sucked so hard I swear I could feel it in my lungs. We all finally collapsed in a pile together, Henry on top, Nicky on the bottom. Within a few minutes, I'd fallen asleep between the nude boys.