Date: Thu, 23 Oct 2003 12:06:57 -0700 (PDT) From: J M Subject: AMISH ACHERS - PART II Amish Achers - Part II by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com I awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs. I looked up and saw Caleb, dressed in a nightshirt, at his hotplate cooking up a storm. I was in his big feather bed, buck naked under a big down comforter. I asked, "What time is it?", still in a "just woke up" kind of fog. "It is 5am, and breakfast is ready", Caleb answered. "Breakfast", I thought", I must have slept 12 hours!". Could it be that the peace and solitude of this place, so different from the city, made me sleep that long? "There are bedclothes on the chair, Gabriel", Caleb said. I pulled off the comforter and the aroma of wildflowers filled my senses, as if I had been bathed and annointed by someone who cared for me. I pulled the nightshirt over my head and let it drop nearly to the floor. I was surprised that it fit me, given the size of Caleb. I assumed he outgrew it a few years ago. "Come to the table and have breakfast with me, then you must tell me all about your world", he said. I walked over as he was placing plates full of eggs, bacon, biscuits, and a pot of coffee on the table. Jeb was sleeping soundly in the corner, and I wondered if Caleb got fucked after I passed out last night. I have never seen someone eat as much at 5 o'clock in the morning; Caleb must have eaten a dozen eggs and a pound of bacon. There was no question how this boy gets enough protein to produce the kind of muscle mass he carries on his frame. "Do you always eat like this, Caleb?", I asked. "Yes, God has blessed me with this body, so I must eat to stay this way", he answered. It was clear that he understood the relationship between protein, caloric intake, and resistance training. No one could achieve a physique like his without that kind of knowledge. We finished eating and sat there talking about his farm, his animals, and his faith in God. He explained how he was born into a traditional Amish family and how he was raised in the faith. I didn't know that teenage Amish children are allowed to live in the real world so they can decide if they want to live in the traditional manner. Caleb told of how he went to high school for one year and was overwhelmed by the girls who came on to him, and by his attraction to boys. He went back to Amish life as if to punish himself. It seemed to be his way of denying his feelings and hiding out. His homosexual urges became so strong, that he found a way to satisfy his urges without actually having sex with a man. Having sex with Jeb was the animal equivalent of the thing he fantasized about most. I was amazed to hear that Caleb had never had an orgasm. He spoke of spilling his seed in his sleep, which I assumed were nocturnal emissions, but admitted that he had never even masterbated himself to orgasm. I was talking to a male virgin who still thought masterbation was naughty. He had a sweet, genuine innocence about him that I had never seen before. "Gabriel, my private parts ache, and I worry that something is wrong with them", he pleaded. "Do you think God has stricken me with a malady because of my unclean thoughts and actions", he asked as he stood and hiked his nightshirt up to his chin. I looked down and saw his magnificent maleness hanging there limply between his legs. He was uncircumsized with a generous amount of foreskin overhanging his glans, and his balls were large and heavy, dangling low behind his cock. His penis was thick and veiny, and his blond pubic hair was like a "V"-shaped carpet that trailed up towards his navel. I gently cupped his balls in my hands and rolled each one between my thumbs and forefingers, checking for lumps or abnormalities. He was at a prime age for testicular cancer, so I wanted to be sure he was OK. "Nope, Caleb, you have what some people call "blue balls", a rather crude term used to describe someone who hasn't had sex for a long time", I assured him. "Your body has a way of dealing with that; it's called a "wet dream". "You probably haven't had one in a long time, so you are probably just congested with semen", I said. He seemed relieved then confided, "My penis got hard last night when I slept beside you Gabriel". "You slept with me?", I said surprised. "Yes, after I bathed you; are you angry with me?", he asked. "No, no, not at all; I wish you would have awaken me", I responded. I lifted his now semi-erect penis with my hand and gently peeled back his foreskin, baring his glans. It had a nice purple color with bits of smegma clinging to it. His essence was a mixture of him and wildflowers, similar to the smell on my own body. I took his cock into my mouth and could feel it getting hard as I gently suckled him. His cock grew to enormous proportions and filled my mouth. I started to pump his cock harder and harder with my mouth, feeling the veins ripple as it drew in and out of me. Caleb peeled his nightshirt off over his head as I looked up past his washboard abs to his beautiful face. His eyes were closed and his head was flung back. He started to pump his hips back and forth as if fucking my head. I reached over and stuck my finger in the butter, then I reached back and inserted it into his tight hole. I massaged his prostate gland 'till he began to shudder and groan, then suddenly he had a tremendous orgasm that shook his entire body. He blew his load into my mouth with a forcefulness I have never experienced. It literally blew down my throat. If I hadn't swallowed it, I would have choked on the volume. His cum was slightly salty and very thick. I could only imagine the billions of sperm I was swallowing with his every ejaculation. He continued to cum as I pressed down on his prostate with each ejaculation. The ropes of cum kept coming, as if this boy hadn't ejaculated in weeks. I just kept swallowing to keep from drowning in sperm. He finally stopped ejaculating into me, then he leaned forward, placed his hands over my ears, and kissed me on top of the head exclaiming, "Gabriel, thou art my angel, 'tis true; you have been sent to me by God to relieve me of my guilt". I just looked up at him with cum streaming out of my mouth and down my chin and smiled. Suddenly, Jeb was there wimpering at us, as if to say, "It's time to make puppies!". I knelt down on the floor and let him lick the cum off my face. Caleb said, "Jeb, thou art my faithful companion", as he patted him on the head. Then he walked over to the mat and got down on his hands and knees. The dog trotted over to him and immediately mounted him from behind. There he was, this magnificent creature, being mounted by a large, horny, male dog. His arm muscles rippled as he supported his and the dog's weight. Jeb started poking at Caleb's buttery hole and was soon buried deep inside of him. This young man with years of pent up guilt was getting fucked by a dog right in front of me. The dog had his front legs tightly wrapped around Caleb's narrow waist which made his "V"-shaped torso look even more pronounced. Jeb fucked him furiously, but he seemed to have a purpose, as if Caleb were his bitch and this was a routine insemination. The vision of a gorgeous man being fucked by a large dog is indescribable. My cock was rock hard as I watched them copulate. I walked over and stood in front of Caleb as he was being rammed from behind by Jeb. I stood there with my cock in front of Caleb's face. He opened his eyes and saw my uncut meat in front of him, then he instinctively opened his mouth and took me in. My foreskin doesn't cover my cockhead when I'm hard like his does, but it's still fun to play with. I do so when I self-suck, a trick I hope to teach Caleb. Although he's a virgin, I'm sure he's watched many newborn calves suckle their mothers, and I'm sure he's practiced on cows, or even Jeb. He sucked me gently as I rythmically pumped my cock in and out of his mouth. Jeb continued to pump his canine sperm into Caleb as Caleb sucked my cock like a pro. Jeb finished humping Caleb, but he was tied with him so he turned and hopped off while continuing to pump cum into him. I soon experienced an intense orgasm and blew my load into Caleb's mouth. This must have been new to him because he gagged and spit cum all over my pubes as I continued to ejaculate all over his face. He said, "I'm sorry Gabriel, I am not as experienced as you". He put my cock back into his mouth, and he started to swallow my load. After I finished my orgasm, I pulled out of Caleb's mouth and sat down in front of him, licking my cum off his face. Jeb's knot went down enough to disengage from Caleb. Cum flowed out of Caleb's ass once the dog was clear. We sat down and embraced as Jeb cleaned himself in the corner. "Gabriel, I want you to stay with me and teach me your ways", he pleaded. "I can stay for a few days, but I need to get back", I answered. I had every intention of staying with this beautiful boy for as long as I could. And I planned to visit him as often as possible. The next few days were a blur of dog fucking, cock sucking, and a virgin man's first real man-fuck. To be continued..............................................