Date: Sat, 22 Feb 2014 15:09:56 -0500 (EST)
From: PalmBch33444@aol.com
Subject: Beasty Boys 4

            Beasty Boys
            Chapter 4

Beasty Boys is my new series, and from the feedback, it's producing a lot
of cum, so let's see if Chapter 4 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!

	K9 cum was streaming out of his ass and down Tripp's legs as he
left the house.  His ass was far too destroyed to even attempt to squeeze
it tight, so his ass leaked heavily as he walked naked back to the barn.
He felt so full and satisfied after the half hour that he and the Dane had
been knotted.  Curtis remained in the house after he was released by the
mastiff.  He was going to get cleaned up and start the grill for dinner.
	"Where the fuck have you been?"  Marc asked as Tripp ascended the
steps to the bunk house.
	"Curtis had a chore he needed help with, that's all."  Tripp
explained
	Ben and Marc were both lying on their beds, Ben was shirtless, with
his jeans on, Marc was in a pair of boxes, that were a bit too small for
him. And as Tripp got closer, he could see the head of Marc's uncut cock
poking out the left leg, and he did nothing to hide it as Tripp walked over
to his bed.
	"Dude you're a fucking mess, what the hell did you do?" Ben
asked. "And your fucking bleeding, with fresh scratches on your waist.
What the fuck?"
	Tripp looked down as his sides.  He didn't know how to explain this
anymore, so he just grabbed his towel and left for the showers.
	"Curtis is grilling out steaks for us tonight, so you better get
ready for dinner." Tripp said as he walked down the stairs.  So looking
foreword to his first shower in two days.
	Tripp could smell the steaks grilling as he walked towards the
house.  The shower had felt great, and after a much needed shaving of his
balls, he felt like a man again.  And as he followed his nose to the
wonderful smell he came upon Curtis, who was standing naked over a hot
grill.
	"Well it looks like we are going to have two naked ranch hands on
this farm" Tripp said as he walked up to Curtis and slapped his ass.
	"Fuck yea, why should you be the only one comfortable around here!"
Curtis said with a smile, as he pulled the steaks from the grill.  "Let's
eat!"
	As both Tripp and Curtis walked into the kitchen, the room was
empty, and the table was bare.  They both looked at each other,
questioningly.  Until Marc walked in, and told them since it was so warm,
they had set up for dinner on the front porch,.
	Tripp looked at Curtis, and they both looked back at Marc.  He was
standing there, bare chested in a pair of low rise baggy jeans.  No shoes,
and quite obviously, no underwear.  As a light dusting of unruly brown hair
streamed from his nicely formed belly button, down to the beginning of a
nice mound of pubic hair that was jetting outside the waist band of his
pants.
	The dinner was great, as the conversation flowed freely between the
newly acquainted friends. But it wasn't until Curtis produced a bag of
weed, that the conversation got even more telling.
	"Yea, I was homeless until I met Curtis this week!"  Tripp said
when asked by Ben
	"Why, what the hell happened to bring you down so far, you don't
look like any homeless guy I've ever seen, and believe me, we have plenty
where I am from."  Ben asked point blank.
	"My parents .....a....well they didn't actually kick me out, but it
was quite obvious that I couldn't stay there any more, let's just leave it
at that!"  Tripp said, trying to put the topic to rest.
	"Does it have anything to do with the scratches on your waist?"
Ben asked, obviously he was never going to let that go.
	"Actually, yes in a round about way, but I really don't want to
talk about it!"  Tripp said
	"Fuck dude, if we are going to be living with you for the next few
months, I want to know what the fuck is going on, even Curtis has those
marks, what are you guys doing?"  Ben demanded.
	"Dude leave it alone, just leave it alone" Marc said, surprising
both Tripp and Curtis.
	They all sat in silent for a few moments, passing the joint back
and forth.  Each guy inhaling deep, letting the smooth smoke mess with
their minds.
	"So Ben, tell us, what's with the bare pubes?  Marc asked after
exhaling a large amount of smoke out of his lungs.
	"What fucking bare pubes?"  Curtis asked
	"Fucking Ben here shaves everything clean, at least all the area's
we could see!"  Marc said
	"No way, let me see."  Curtis asked
	"Fuck you!"  Ben said
	" DROP YOUR FUCKING PANTS BOY!"  Curtis said sternly, surprising
everyone with his authoritative command.
	Immediately Ben got up and unbuckled his belt, and pulled at the
button and zipper of his jeans.  They fell around his ankles as he
hesitantly pushed his white briefs below his balls exposing is clean shaven
crotch.
	Curtis reached over, and ran his hand over his bare pubic mound.
It was so smooth to the touch, and made Ben's soft cock look bigger.  Then
he ran his hand up under his hairless balls and cupped them in his hand.
Ben tried to retract a bit, but Curtis clamped down hard on his balls,
stopping his backward motion immediately.
	"I think that's fucking hot boy, you think you could do that to
me."  Curtis asked "What do you think boys, should we all get a shave
tonight?
	"I'm game!  Tripp said
	"Sure, why the fuck not."  Marc said as he stood up, and undid his
pants, and stepped out to them exposing his soft 9 inch cock that hung over
his golf ball sized low hangers..
	With Curtis still holding onto Ben's balls, his cock began to grow,
once again he tried to pull back from him, but Curtis had a nice hold of
his smooth orbs.  His cock grew to a full, towering hard-on right in front
of their eyes, with a nice sized dollop of pre-cum oozing from his piss
slit.
	"Fuck boy, you got a nice set of junk there" Curtis said, as he
pulled Ben closer, and licked the top of his cock, savoring the stringing
gooey substance that trailed into his mouth.
	Ben pulled back hard, which jerked Curtis' hold from his balls, but
in the process Ben tripped over his pants and landed on his ass.
	Marc was the first one to grab one of his legs, and then Tripp.
They removed his shoes, under great protest and struggling from Ben, and
once off, they pulled on his pants and underwear, leaving him completely
naked, as they all laughed hysterically through the process.
	Now totally stoned, the guys all sat around the table completely
naked, with most of them sporting hard, leaking cocks.
	"Seriously Ben, I want you to shave my pubic hair tonight!'  Curtis
said
	 "I think we should all shave, keep it clean, like the brand of the
ranch!"  Mark said, looking around at all of us.
	 "I'm game!'  Tripp said as he stood up, sporting a huge hard-on,
completely stoned.
	"Me too!" Curtis said, as he stood, exposing his rock hard cock
	"I don't know what's in this fucking weed, but...I'm in too" Ben
said as he stood up, his hard cock towering above his smooth balls, leaking
pre-cum like a school bubbler, resting against his smooth, completely
hairless pubic bone.
	"Well let's get the fucking razor and shaving cream!"  Marc said,
standing up with the rest of them, hard as a rock.
	That night as the guys were getting into bed, Tripp, who was
already lying down, looked over at Marc as he pulled his jeans off.  His
naked body was so hot, and now without a hair on him, Tripp could feel his
cock growing under the thin sheet that covered his own naked, hairless
body.
	Tripp's hand immediately rubbed his own freshly shaved pubic bone;
it was smooth, and soft, just like his balls had been for years.
Instinctively, his hand wrapped around the base of his hard cock, as he
pulled at the bone, sending shivers throughout his junk.
	Marc looked down at Tripp's as cock grew under the sheet.  He got
into bed, and covered his own junk, to hide the fact that is own cock was
growing quite rapidly as well.  And when he heard the familiar sound of a
guy pulling on his hard cock, his own hand found his hard, leaking cock and
he too began to jerk himself slowly.
	Ben sat on his bed in his tight white briefs, and watched as his
two bunkmates jerked off in their own separate beds.  His cock ached as it
grew and twisted inside his underwear.  He was so stoned and sooo horny, he
hadn't jacked off since he had gotten to the ranch. And for someone that
was used to shooting a load 3 or 4 times a day, his balls were aching bad.
	But he didn't want to have to deal with the mess in front of his
bunkmates.  He thought of going out into the field or the shower, but that
would be to suspicious.  So he laid down in his bed, and just listened to
the sounds of heavy breathing and slapping skin, as his own cock leaked
until his underwear were completely soaked with pre-cum.
	Tripp looked over at Marc, he could see his hand working furiously
under the tenting sheet.  And when he looked up, Marc was staring over at
him.  Tripp didn't stop jerking off, but he did pull the sheet off his
body, exposing his thick 8 inch cock, that was slick with pre-cum.
	Neither guy said a word, as Marc pulled the sheet off of his body,
and both guys beat off watching one another.  And when Tripp felt his
orgasm building and he knew he was about to shoot a huge load, he pushed
his hips up off the bed, throwing his ass up in the air, arching his back,
just as his orgasm exploded.
	Full, long streaming ropes of cum jetted from his cock, flying
through the air, eventually landing all over his body.  Several large globs
of thick, white cum landing on his outstretched tongue, on his face, with a
few landing directly in his mouth.
	Marc watched intently as Tripp orgasm took over his body.  And when
he saw Tripp beg for his own spent seed, Marc's balls erupted, causing him
to gasp loudly as his cock released a torrent of cum all over his stomach.
	Ben watched both guys jerk off from his bed.  His cock was so hard,
and as usual, a constant flow of watery pre-cum was drenching him.  Not
only was his underwear now soaked through, but his sheets were pretty moist
under him.  But it wasn't until they both blew their loads almost
simultaneously, that Ben felt his balls tighten.
	'Oh fuck' Ben thought, I can't let this happen, not here.
	But Ben lost total control of his body as he watched both Tripp and
Marc scoop, lick, and eat their own creamy, white spunk off their own
tight, hairless bodies.  His cock began to jerk, his balls began to pulse
and soon is cock was spewing so much cum, drowning his balls and cock in a
flood that just kept coming.  Soon cum began oozing out of the legs and
waist band of his underwear, drenching him and his bed, as he couldn't
control the orgasm his body was experiencing.  His cock jerked and jerked,
ejecting more and more cum inside his already saturated underwear.
	That next morning, Ben was the last to the urinal troth after
hearing Curtis's wake up bell.  He looked over at Marc and Tripp naked
bodies.  You could see the remainder of dried, flaky cum all their chest
and pubic area.  And when he looked down, their pissing cock were
definitely chubbed, as was his as he drew it out of his cum caked
underwear, that actually crackled when he pulled it down over is hairless
cock.
	"I think I'm going to join you guys, and wear only boots today."
Marc said as he shook his empty cock, splattering the last of his piss all
over himself, as well as Tripp and Ben.
	"What do you say Ben, shall we be the Naked Hairless Hand Ranch?"
Marc asked him.
	Ben looked at Marc, then over at Tripp.  Were they gay, or just men
being fucking men. He didn't know, but he was tired of being vanilla.  He
had come to this ranch to be himself, and all he was doing was hiding like
he had for his whole life.
	"FUCK YEA!"  Ben said, as he cupped his hand, and lowered it under
his own pissing cock.  And when it was full of his morning juice, he
brought it to his mouth and sucked in, savoring his own hot, yellow morning
piss.  His absolute favorite of the day.
	Tripp was so caught up in watching Ben drink his own piss, that he
hadn't realized he had moved, and was pissing all over Marc's leg, that was
until Marc pushed him away.
	"Dude, what the fuck!"  Marc laughed, as they all walked away from
the troth, to start their morning chores.
	All four guys sat down to breakfast after the morning chores naked,
except for their boots.  Curtis had made a hearty meal which the guys
scarfed up in no time.
	"Guy's I hate to break up the party of the newly named NHHR ranch,
but we have a breading session today.  Mr. Gorden is bring up his Irish
Setter bitch around noon, and we will be breeding her with Brandy.  So
unfortunately, that means we have to dress right after our late morning
chores."  Curtis said
	Just as stated, by 12:15 we were all watching as the mating dance
of the two Irish Setters was commencing.  Sniff here, sniff there, Brandy
was obviously quite excited.  But it wasn't until the bitch gave him that
backwards glance that he mounted her back, and began their mating routine.
Brandy hit his mark quickly, and soon, they were fucking like dogs.
	And while Curtis spoke with Mr. Gorden, Tripp, Marc, and Ben
watched the breeding from the fence of the breading pen.  Tripp was glad he
had put on a tight jock, as his cock was rock hard, watching the lucky
bitch take Brandy's long thin cock deep up her K9 pussy.  But as he looked
over at Marc and Ben, it was obvious that they were quite excited about
what they were watching.
	Marc's Jeans were tent straight out in front of him, and you could
plainly see the outline of Ben's cock sticking down his left leg.  And
Tripp had to look twice to see if that spot running down from the tips of
Ben's cock was just a shadow on his pants, or if he was really that excited
about what was happening in front of him.
	Tripp finally caught Curtis' eye, and directed him to look that the
two other hands.  Curtis acknowledged it with a big, fucking grin.  That's
when Curtis looked down, and Tripp's eyes followed.  His jeans were full of
his hard cock, which he was not trying to hide.

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