Date: Sat, 18 Jan 2014 08:39:23 -0500 (EST) From: PalmBch33444@aol.com Subject: Beasty Boys 3 Beasty Boys Chapter 3 Beasty Boys is my new series, and from the feedback, it produced a lot of cum, so let's see if Chapter 3 can do the same. However, you must be at least 18 years of age to read the below story. And if so, as with all my stories, get naked and enjoy! Tripp woke quickly, his eyes opening wide as the light of the day streamed through the open windows of the bunk house atop of the barn. He looked around, seeing both Ben and Mark still sleeping on their beds, he knew instantly that something wasn't right. It was too light outside not to be up, and even though it was only Tripp's second day on the ranch, he knew he should have been up hours ago. Why hadn't Curtis woken them to do the morning chores, before breakfast. Tripp finally pulled the sheets off his naked body, and swung his legs off the bed and sat up. He felt pretty good, having now slept in a bed two nights in a row. And when he stood up, he realized his cock was completely hard with piss, and was standing tall above his balls. And as he reached down, cupping his balls, giving his lover a good tug, he saw that Mark's eyes had opened and were staring right as his nice full cock. "Dude, you got a nice missile going on there!" Mark exclaimed. "Mark, something is not right." Tripp said, dropping his cock as he looked around the room. As Mark sat up on the side of his bed, his own piss-hard cock was tenting his boxers. Tripp looked right at him. "You got a fucking missile yourself there dude, what is that 9 inches!" "Wow, yea! Your right on the money with that." Mark said, as he pulled the material around his cock, letting his hard muscle slap against his abs. "Dude, Curtis should have woken us some time ago" Tripp said, as he walked to the ladder that led down to the barn, not bothering to cover up his naked body. And it wasn't until Tripp rounded the barn, right by the dog run that he saw Curtis' naked body lying in a puddle of mud. And by the time Tripp reached Curtis, Mark and Ben were by his side. His body was covered in dirty, and what Tripp knew to be dog cum. That's when Tripp put two and two together and realized that it was Curtis he heard getting bred last night. And by the looks of him, maybe with more than one bastard. "What the hell is wrong with him?" Ben asked as he stood there looking down. And as Tripp looked up to speak, his became immediately tongue tied. "Look, he's got the same fucking welts on his waist like you, what the fuck is going on?" Ben demanded to know. "What the fuck do you have in your underwear, dude!" Tripp said, changing the subject. Both Ben and Mark looked down at his crotch at the same time. "Wow dude, nice!" Ben said His package was bulging out of the front of his tight white briefs. And either his underwear were too small, or his package was to big for them, but the shear size of his junk pushed out the front of them, stretching the fabric so, that exposing a good portion V cut muscles that led into his briefs. "Fuck you guys, what the hell is wrong with him!" Ben said trying to get everyone's attention off his cock, and back to the guy lying naked in the mud. "Looks like he had a very busy night!" Tripp said as he picked up the sleeping Curtis, and walked him towards the house, with Ben and Mark following close behind. "Hey guys, do me a favor, feed and water the dogs, and horsed, while I get Curtis to bed, and then I will make us all breakfast." Tripp commanded as he walked up the front porch of the house. And as Tripp finally laid Curtis down on his bed, he woke up. "Dude, what's happening?" He said groggily, looking up at Tripp's naked body. "You tell me.... bitch boy! We found you out by the dog run, naked and covered in cum." Tripp said as he looked round the room for something to clean some of the crusted dirt off of Curtis' body. "Oh fuck, I can't believe..... shit!!!" Curtis said as he sat up in bed. Tripp noticed a small grimace of pain as he settled down on his K9 gang-banged ass. "I'll explain later, there's work to be done." Curtis said as he got up off the bed. "Don't worry about that, I have Ben and Mark taking care of the dog's and horse, and I am going to make breakfast. You take a shower, and I see you down sitars. The smell of bacon and eggs permeated the air as Tripp had breakfast well in hand as Curtis walked into the kitchen, wearing just a pair of overalls. "Smells good boy!" Curtis said as he walked up behind Tripp too look over his shoulder to see what he was tending too. Tripp could feel Curtis's cock lump on his naked ass, as he stood close to him Tripp turned his head, and now they were face to face, inches apart, staring into each others eyes. The sexual tension was heavy, and as they were about to give in to both their desires, the squeal of the screen door stopped them cold. "Smells fucking great in here" Ben said as they both rounded the corner into the kitchen. "Well one of you get the table set, and we'll be eating soon." Tripp said, thankful that no one could see his now hard cock. Which had only hardened more when Curtis grabbed a feel as he quickly moved away before the boys made it to the kitchen. "Dude, you think you might put some clothes on today?" Mark asked, as he helped Ben feel his way around the kitchen trying to find the stuff to set the table. "I don't know, feels kinda free being naked. Never was much into clothes, you care what I wear Curtis?" Tripp said as he looked back at him. "Fuck if I care, and I know the animals don't care, only ask that you put something on if we have a breeding customer." He said as he grabbed the full coffee pot out of the counter and filled the cups on the table. "Great, it's settled then. I am now your naked ranch hand!" They all ate like they had never seen food, and when they were finishing the last of their coffee, Ben finally asked. "Okay, what the fuck happened to you last night dude?" Curtis looked at Tripp, and then back at Ben and Mark, who were both starring at him, waiting for his reply. But neither of them seeing Tripp slightly shake his head 'no' Seeing Tripp's signal, Curtis told them he drank to much, and that he must have passed out by the dog run. Which they both seemed to believe. The day was hot, and as the boys did their chores, more and more clothes came off. And by the afternoon, Tripp was enjoying the sights of his half naked bunk mates as they finished the last of the stallions stalls. "It is so fucking hot in here, I think Tripp has the right idea." Mark said as he once again wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead. He had stripped down to his boxers, and boots, while Ben was still wearing his jeans, and boots. Both had nice chest, Mark with a smattering of dark hair, that was not matted around his nipples and happy trial with sweat, and Ben seemed to be completely smooth, not even a hint of a happy trail into his jeans. "Let's hit the fucking pond by south paddock after this!" Mark said The water was cool against Tripp's sweaty skin as he jumped in boots and all. Mark dropped his boots, and his boxers by the rock, and was in right after Tripp, enjoying the refreshment of the pond. "Dude get in the fucking water!" They both yelled at Ben as he said on the rocks, taking his time removing each boot, and finally his jeans. And when he jumped the water, they both attacked him, dunking him, and tossing him about. They all frolicked in the water cooling their body temperatures from the hot grueling day. It wasn't until Mark grabbed at Ben's white briefs, that things started to get interesting. Ben fought hard, as now both Tripp and Mark worked tirelessly to get his tight briefs off. Finally it took the combined effort of both them to get Ben naked. And as the cotton material ripped and was pulled away from his waist, Ben dove away, and surfaced on the other side of the pond. "You fucking assholes, give me my underwear back!" Ben pleaded. "No fucking problem dude!" They said, as they tossed the pair of shredded white briefs at him. And they both laughed as they got out of water and collapsed on the side of the pond. Tripp glanced over at Mark crotch. It was hairy, and his soft uncut cock was lying atop the biggest fucking balls Tripp had ever seen. They were covered in hair, and just about the size of a fucking baseball. "Dude, what the fuck are those?" Tripp said as he took the liberty of reaching out, and cupping Mark's hairy nuts in his hand. "My fucking sperm factory dude, nice huh!" Mark said proudly, spreading his legs so Tripp could get a better look and feel. "I have never seen balls that fucking huge. Look at these things Ben!" He said, looking around for him. Ben was still in the water, just standing there holding his shredded underwear. "Dude, get the fuck out of the water, and take a look at these boys' they're fucking monstrous." He said while looking at Ben, but still holding Mark's hairy nuts in his hand. "Fuck you!" Ben said. "What the fucking is wrong with you, get the fuck over here!" Tripp said sternly. They both watched as Ben slowly emerged from the water. With what was left of his underwear, pushed up against his crotch, like he was trying to hide his junk. And as he walked up the side of the bank, it was obvious that he was going to need more material to cover what he had hanging between his legs. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" Tripp said as he quickly grabbed at Ben's crotch, snagging what was left of his underwear, and tossing them aside. "Nice shave job dude" Was the first thing that came out of Marks mouth. Ben's crotch and balls were completely smooth, just like the rest of his body, not hair on him, other than the hair on his head. Even his legs and arms were free of hair, you could tell as he once again tried to cover his junk with just his hands. "Dude, what are you doing.... it's cool, we don't fucking care if you shave your junk!" Mark said as he looked at Ben standing naked in front of him. "Actually, I like the look.... Hot!" Tripp said as a matter of fact. Slowly Ben moved his hands away from his crotch, exposing a fat cock that if not shriveled from the cold water would hang over a nice set of hairless balls. "Dude, you shave all that or use a hair remover?" Tripp asked seriously curious. "A, um.... a I guess I use both, you don't want to use a hair remover on your balls, believe me it's not a great idea." He said, getting more comfortable with his nakedness. "Hey you fucking slouches, what the fuck are you doing down here!" Curtis said as he walked up to the pond. "It was fucking hot in that barn, so we thought we'd cool off since our work was done." Tripp said, speaking for the group. "Well, it may be for Ben and Mark, but Tripp and I have some more work to do before dinner.... so get off your ass boy and follow me!" He said jokingly, but with meaning. So as Mark and Ben relaxed by the pond, Tripp and Curtis walked back to the barn. "What's up?" Tripp asked. "We got two boys that are getting a little tense and they need some relief, if you know what I mean. I thought we could take care of them together." Curtis said, as they entered the barn. "Fuck yea, which boys need their knots drained?" "It's the Great Dane, and the Mastiff, you care which one?" Curtis asked politely. Tripp wasn't sure about the Mastiff, but he remember the balls on the Dane, and it remind him of Mark. "I'll take care of the Dane, where are they?" Tripp asked as Curtis was leading back out of the barn again. "I've brought them into the house, so we can have a little bit of privacy for now." Tripp was down on all fours before Curtis could remove his overalls. The Dane was horny, and had his face in Tripp's ass immediately. His large tongue lapped away at Tripp's puckered asshole, loosening it, with each lick. Tripp could feel his cock fill with blood and rise up and stand against his stomach as the Dane continued to eat his ass. And it wasn't until Tripp heard Curtis yelp that he came out of his bliss, and looked over at him. The Mastiff was already on his back, with his large paws wrapped around his already scratched up waist. "Oh fuck yea, oh fuck me hard" Curtis moaned as the Mastiff began to pound away at his ass. Tripp watched as the Mastiff's pink, wet cock plunged in and out of Curtis' ass, growing fatter and longer with every thrust. His naked body was taught as he was on all fours, with the Dog on his back. His thick cock swinging underneath him as the Mastiff pounded away at his ass. "Owwww......... ohhhh yea!" Tripp said, as the Dane took one long lick with his tongue and caught his balls, and lapped them up hard, causing Tripp to exclaim and then moan with the pleasure. Once on Tripp's back, the Dane shot his cock straight into his wanting asshole. Not one miss, his aim was impeccable. The K9 cock was hot as it entered Tripp hole, sliding deep inside him without effort. And as the Danes hind quarters started to pump hard, and fast, Tripp moaned and grunted as the K9 cock grew long and thick as he rammed it deeper and deeper up Tripp's stretching asshole. It wasn't until Tripp heard Curtis scream that he looked over at him again. And while the Dane was still hammering away at his ass, Tripp could see the Mastiff's huge knot plunging in and out of Curtis' ass, as he tried to knot with him. "Ooww fuck, yea fuck me, oh shit, fucking... oh yea, fuck me hard!" Curtis screamed with each and every thrust of massive knot as it was pushed inside him, and then pulled out. Growing bigger every second, both hoping that they would be knotted soon. And it was about that same time that Tripp began to feel the beginning of the Dane's knot start to penetrate his ass. It grew quickly, and by the time Curtis had knotted, Tripp was in the throws of getting his ass destroyed by the growing knot the was plunging and out of his cock filled asshole. The knot finally grew too large, and they were stuck together, as the Dane finally remained dormant on Tripp's back. He could feel the heat from his constants spray of spunk radiate throughout his body as the Dane bred with his new bitch. Thank you for all the replies, and other items sent :-) .... Feedback inspires me, so keep them cumming.....Email me at palmbch33444@aol.com