Date: Sun, 5 Jan 2014 05:47:42 -0500 (EST)
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm boy chapter 2

The usual disclaimer apply.  This is intended for adults over the age of
18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission.
This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and
takes place on a farm so use your imagination.  Yes you read that right, so
if that offends you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!

City Boy Farm Boy

Chapter 2

*** "Well holy fucking shit, lookie there.  I see my brother done got him a
new boyfriend."  His speech was slurred and he continued to lay there and
look up at us.  "Well good, cuz I gots me a bigger cock than he does, so
git on down!  You're the next contestant on I'm fucking horny.  Come on,
git your asses down here and take care of me." ***

Damion continued to chide us as we climbed down the wooden ladder.  By the
time we were down, he was up and back on the little stool behind Bossy.

"Barrett, grab me that bottle of corn huskers lotion," he then glared at
me, "You take her tail and hold it like this."  He moved her tail over to
the side near me motioning me to grab and hold it.  Bear, came back with a
bottle that contained a cloudy looking liquid.  I watched as he poured the
thick liquid onto his brother's cock and then spread the viscous liquid all
over his brothers cock.  "OH fuck bro, yeah that feels nice."  I could see
Bear making quick glances at me, I assumed trying to gauge my reaction to
this act.  "Yeah OK fag, stop or I'm gonna bust my nuts," Damion growled.
He then leaned forward and his cock disappeared into Bossy's twat, a low
groan coming out as it did.  I stood there and watched in fascination as he
continued to fuck this cow, obviously enjoying the feeling.

Bear was on the other side and I watched as he would add more of this
liquid to Damion's cock from time to time.  Without warning, Damion grabbed
my head and pulled me close to his fucking cock.

"Fuck I'm gonna nut," he exclaimed as he fucked harder.  "Here faggot," and
he pulled his huge cock out and aimed it at my face, his hot cum blasting
out and covering me with his seed.  Without thinking, I opened my mouth and
started sucking his cock, the taste was different, weird, but his cum was
delicious and that kept me sucking.  "Yeah bitch, suck it harder," Damion
groaned, shoving his fat cock deeper in my mouth.  "Barrett, git over here
and start plugging his ass.  I wanna see you fucking him while he blows
me."

Barrett did as ordered, coming up behind me.  I felt his hands on my hips
and they almost seemed to say he was sorry.  I wiggled my ass, feeling his
lubed cock brushing over my cheeks.  Damion gave several forceful thrust,
not only driving his cock into my throat, but shoving my ass back on Bear's
cock which slipped inside me with ease.

I had never been with two guys not to mention brothers, before.  Needless
to say, I was loving it and was soon moaning and grunting like a whore.
The entire scene was over whelming, the brothers, the barn, the smells,
everything combining to push me over the edge, my cock throbbing as I came,
my load splattering onto the rough wooden floor.

"Damn Bro, you gots yourself a right good city whore!"  Damion's gruff
words only furthering my enjoyment.  Bear remained quiet save for his
grunting.  His hands still conveying his uncertainty of what was happening.
Damion held my head as he shot his second load right down my throat, he
then ripped his cock out of my mouth.  He grabbed my face and leaned down,
looking into my eyes.  "You got you a sweet mouth boy, I'm going to enjoy
fucking it more."  I suddenly felt Bear's cock softening.  He stopped
fucking me and pulled out with an audible popping sound.

"Fuck you asshole, you're drunk," Bear shouted at him, his hands caressing
my ass as he helped me stand.  "You ain't never gonna touch him again,
ever.  You gots me?"  Bear stepped to stand slightly in front of me, as
Damion stepped right to his face.

"I will tag your bitch any fucking time I want," Damion's finger thumping
loudly on Bear's chest as he spoke.  Then without warning, Bear slugged him
with a right cross any boxer would be proud to have thrown, his fist
connecting solidly with Damion's jaw.

Damion staggered back falling to his ass, a look of shock mixed with rage
spreading on his face.  Bear stepped to now stand between us, his body in a
defensive posture.  Damion collapsed back to the floor laughing.

"OH fuck you, I am too drunk for this shit."  He groaned and passed out.
Bear spun around and held my shoulders.

"You OK," he asked softly.  "I'm fucking sorry for what happened."

"I'm OK," leaning in and kissed him.



I woke in the loft, Bear's arms holding me, spooning me as he still slept.
I needed to piss badly and pulled myself free, making my way to the door
we'd pissed from last night.  I was about to head back to the little room
when I remembered Damion.  I snuck to the loft's edge and looked down.  He
still lay where he had last night, his soft cock, still huge in size, lay
flopped over his leg.  The main door to the barn suddenly flew open and
there stood the boys dad.

"Mother of Christ, you stupid mother fucker."  Bear's dad strode in and
gave the still passed out Damion a hard kick to the hip.  "Git up you dirty
fucking bastard," he screamed at him.  "How many times do I hafta tell you?
You stupid shit stain, you gots to turn her out afta ya bang her."
Mr. Stewart began softly speaking to Bossy as he backed her out of the tiny
stall she'd been in all night.

Now I was not a country boy and knew nothing about animals but even I could
see something was wrong.  She walked funny and her head was down.  I
watched as he led her to the back and released her.  Grabbing a bucket,
Mr. Stewart tossed the contents onto Damien who woke with a start.

"Pull up yer dang pants and put that pig sticker away," he shouted in a
mean voice, throwing the bucket behind him.  He then began kicking at him
again, shouting about leaving Bossy cooped up and how her milk was bad now.

A hand to my back nearly made me jump off the edge, but I knew it was Bear.
He handed me my shorts and shoes and we quickly dressed, him leading me to
a small side door where we jumped down into a pile of discarded hay.

"Come on, Dad's pissed so time for us to kiss ass and look like good boys."
I followed him to the first corral where the other milk cows stood waiting.
I followed his lead, grabbing the halter, leading one of the girls up to
the barn.  Bear slid the door open and started talking, suddenly in the
middle of explaining about the daily milking, as if we'd been talking all
along about it.

"So yeah, we got to get the milk out or it spoils..." he stopped and just
looked in at his father and brother, who in turned looked at us.  I could
see his dad's demeanor soften but Damion gave us a look of I am so going to
kill you both.

I was given a crash course on milking, Bear and his dad laughing at my
attempts.  After a huge breakfast, it was back to work, as the stalls
needed 'mucking' and the horses needed turning out and feeding.  I was
working in one stall, scooping up piles of shit when Bear shouted out to me
from the main room of the barn.

"Cody, freeze, don't move."  I didn't listen and spun to see this horse
strutting up to me.  He was huge and scared the crap out of me.  "That's
Lancelot and he's a mean fucker, don't move, I'll get his bridal."  I
stood, trying to hide my fear, remembering my dad saying that an animal can
sense your fear.  I stood there as this horse came up and began sniffing
me, his big nose brushing over my bare chest, then snorting all this snot
in my face.  He then began nudging me with his head and I tenderly reached
up to stroke his cheeks.  My hand got snagged in his mane and he turned
leading me out of the stall.  I saw Bear stop and stare and heard his dad
from the other side.

"Shit my britches, that there is the most docile I ever seen him."  They
watched as this stallion continued to lead me to a small room I later
learned was a tack room where all the saddles and other stuff was kept.
Lancelot gave a loud snort and nodded towards the room.  I jumped a bit
when Mr. Stewart came up touching the horse and me.

"Seems my stud boy wants you to ride him, you up for it?"  I was terrified,
never having ridden anything more than a pony at the fair.  I watched as he
saddled him, explaining how to ride.  I was soon sitting high on his back,
still nearly frozen with fear, as Lancelot bullied Bear and his dad away,
and slowly walked out of the barn.  It was as if he knew I didn't know
anything and he walked around the yard like he was letting me get used to
riding him.  Bear and his dad stood watching in stunned silence.  After a
few minutes, Lancelot walked back to his owners.  As we approached I heard
Mr. Stewart telling Bear to go and have fun.

Bear was soon on another horse, riding past me, taking one side of my
reigns which Lancelot promptly ripped from his hand with a bucking of his
head.  We rode off, me imitating Bear's posture and movements.  Lancelot
taking it easy on me and always making sure I was ok.  Not long after, we
entered a clearing and dismounted, Lancelot pushing against my head with
his huge head, almost as if he was saying I had done good.

Our State was known for its Granite and many small quarries dotted the
landscape.  Many of them having been abandoned long ago, as this one was,
that we were at now.  We tied our horses to a small tree and Bear showed me
the quarry, leading me to the rim of it.  It was about two hundred feet
across and was about half full of water, fed by the stream we had bathed in
yesterday.  Bear began stripping and I followed suit stashing our clothes
by the horses.

"Come on," Bear shouted, as he grabbed my hand and we ran to the edge,
jumping from the lip and soaring out and down the near 30 feet to the water
below.  Our screams of enjoyment and yes my terror, echoed off the stone
walls until we plunged feet first into the strangely warm water.  I lost my
grip on Bear's hand but could see the bubbles he made in the water not a
far from me.

"HOLY CRAP," I screamed as I broke the surface, "that was fucking awesome!"

"This is our own private place," Bear said as we floated there, "It is on
my dad's land, so no one comes here."  We began rough housing and dunking
each other, slowly making our way to the shore which was really the old
road that led down into the quarry.  "Damion and I use to climb the wall,"
he began, pointing back to where we had just jumped from, "But it's been
breaking and falling apart so dad won't let us climb it anymore."  Back up
on the top, we prepared to jump again, Bear jumping out and doing several
flips before diving into the water.  I was chicken and just jumped feet
first.  My arms out too far, slapped the surface with a loud and very
painful smack.  I bobbed up in pain to the sounds of Bear's laughter.  He
quickly saw my discomfort and even though he still chuckled, he swam to me
and with his strong arm around me, swam me to shore where we lay down on
the leaf covered road.

We lay on the shore discussing the morning events.  His brother being
beaten by their father, and how Lancelot had, as Bear put it, 'taken a
shining to me'.  Bear explained that Lancelot didn't like anyone, and would
kick and even bite everyone but his dad.  I also learned that it was
through the sale of Lancelot's sperm, that the family made its living.  I
really didn't understand this, but Bear told me that his blood line was
from this long list of special horses or something and how his dad
collected his sperm, then froze it and shipped it all over the world.  I
won't lie to you, listening to Bear describe this collection process was
turning me on and my cock was soon hard and needing attention.  Bear too
was turned on, his cock also waving around, mimicking mine.  We headed back
up to the top, where the horses had somehow freed themselves and now grazed
lazily nearby.  Bear lay us down on this soft patch of grass and proceeded
to lick the shaft of my cock.

His tongue swirled around my shaft and over my plump balls, causing a large
drop of pre cum to form at my tip.  Bear quickly licked this up and began
to suck my cock with earnest, his head bobbing up and down as he did.

"Oh fuck dude, yeah, suck me," I whispered as my fingers combed through his
wet hair.  "Yes, please don't stop," I moaned as he moved and placed his
knees on each side of my head his monster cock over me, his balls hanging,
brushing my lips.  I wasted no time and began sucking his fat balls, taking
one in my mouth and sucking it, running my tongue around it, then doing the
same to the other.  Bear's moans were vibrating through my cock as he
continued to suck me.  My eyes focused on his tight puckered hole which
almost seemed to be winking at me.  I guess I never really paid much
attention to anyone's hole before, but now, seeing Bear's, I wanted it.

I released his balls and lifted my head, pressing my face to his butt.
Using my hands to spread his cheeks, I began to lick my tongue over his
pucker, watching as it spazed when I did.  Bear moaned and pressed back on
my face.

"Oh fuck you are a dirt boy ain't you, sucking on my shitter like that?"
His voice was low and sexual and such a turn on to hear.  "Come on, lick me
and shove your tongue in my nasty ass."  He wriggled his butt and I did as
he said, shoving my tongue in as far as I could.  Bear left my cock and
rose up to actually sit on my face, his hole griping my tongue as I fucked
it in and out.  He began grinding his ass on my face moaning and telling me
how good it felt.  Without warning, he lifted up and shoved his cock into
my mouth just as he began to cum.  "Yeah babe, take it, drink it!  Awe fuck
baby you are so goddamn hot!"

We returned to our previous sixty-nine and he again swallowed my cock to
its base making me cum when he pulled my balls with such force I thought
he'd rip them off.  His cock softened slightly, his balls returning to the
way they had hung before he'd cum.  I couldn't help myself and began to
suck on them again.  They were huge orbs of young manhood, and the wrinkled
sac in which they hung was soft and warm.  A noise to my side caused me to
look and see Lancelot grazing nearby, his dick fully hanging under him like
a huge rubber hose.  He was so big, I choked on my own spit.  His back legs
were poised back and his piss, like Niagara Falls was gushing onto the
ground.  I continued to suckle on Bear's balls fully watching this
spectacle not far from where we lay.  I assumed by the attention Bear was
giving my cock, he was either not interested or had seen it so many times
that it was nothing new to him, I, however, could not take my eyes off it.
When Lancelot had finished, his legs returned to a more normal stance and
his long cock began to shrink back up into his body.  I couldn't help but
see that he was now looking at me watching him.  He gave a whiney and
hopped just a bit making his shrinking cock wiggle around under him.  I
swear to you, he winked at me.

Bear rose up mashing his balls into my mouth, I struggled to breath, my
nose sniffing his scent as he eased his nut sac from my mouth with a groan.
He turned to lean down to kiss me, his now flaccid cock caressing my own.

"Dad gave me the whole day off, so how bout I race home and get mom to pack
us a lunch and we hang out here?"  His words were mixed with tender kisses,
his hips rubbing his hot penis against me.  I didn't have a chance to
answer.  "Sweet, I'll be back in a flash.  You just lay here
and... and... be sexy."  Bear then pulled on his shorts and leapt onto his
horse, making it spin around to face me.  "Hey, you gotta get Lancelot's
saddle off, OK?  Just undo the buckle and put it over there.  HEYA," he
shouted, digging his bare feet into the horse's side.  His horse bucked and
reared giving off a loud whinny, and then took off at a fast gallop.

I got up and walked slowly to Lancelot who was eyeing me as I did.  When I
got to him he nuzzled me with his head, rubbing it against my chest.  I
swear it was as if he knew what I was going to do and slowly turned his
side to me.  I struggled with the huge buckled strap, not quite able to
undo it.  Lancelot seemed to be encouraging me, and kept snorting and
nodding, as if saying that's right try again.  I was about to give up when
a voice from the main trail sounded out.

"Yep you sure is a city boy ain't ya?"  I looked to see Bear's friend from
yesterday, Ken, come walking into the clearing.  This was the one who'd
pissed with us and my mind flooded with memories of his cock.  He was
handsome, maybe six feet tall, shiny black hair poked from under his John
Deere ball cap.  His plaid shirt opened to his midriff exposing his
slightly hairy chest, was tucked into his jeans, which were dusty and
soiled.  His cowboy style boots, were very worn.  He looked so different
then he had yesterday in just shorts, but still sexy as all fuck.  I
turned, forgetting I was naked for a second, then quickly turning away to
hide myself.  "Ha ha ha," he laughed out loud, "Boy you ain't got nothing
new I didn't see yesterday pissing with ya.  Sides, this here place is so
hidden, ain't no one gonna see yer nakid butt anyway.  Sides, we always
skinny dip here."  He was now beside me and slapped my shoulder.  "Here
city slicker, watch me."  He grabbed the leather strap, pushing my hands
out of the way and manipulated it with his strong hands, undoing the large
buckle with ease.  His scent was strong but not offensive.  It was the
smell of hard work, not BO.  He muscled the heavy saddle off the horse and
carried it with ease, one handed, setting it under a nearby tree.  I
watched as he then removed this blanket thing that had been under the
saddle, tossing it over by the saddle.  He took my hands and put them on
Lancelot's back moving them in a petting motion.  His voice was soft and
soothing as he moved my hands, speaking to the horse saying what a good boy
he was.  Lancelot rubbed his head against me making that sound horses make
with their lips.

I watched as Ken began to strip off his clothes, his body dusty and dirty
from working.  He was strong looking and his muscles moved seductively
under his skin as he pulled off his boots and socks then wriggling out of
his jeans, he wore no underwear!

"PHooy," he said, "Boy I sure do got me a stink!"  I bit my tongue so I
didn't announce that I didn't think he did.  "Come on boy, let's get me
cleaned up."  He put his beefy arm on my shoulder, his scent wafting up
into my nose as we approached the cliffs edge.  He dove off first, and much
like Bear did, showed off with several flips, leaving me standing there in
awe.  When he broke the surface he hollered really loud his voice echoing
up at me.  "Damn boy, git your ass down in this here water.  Stop letting
your pecker wave in the wind."  I jumped off, him hooting and yelling as I
did, cheered me all the way down.  When I bobbed up he was right there play
fighting me, pushing me down under the water.

For a minute, I forgot I was new to this place and actually felt like we'd
been friends forever.  We swam to shore and walked the short distance back
to the top, where we lay back on the grass talking.  I learned he lived at
home with his parents who had the ranch, as he called it, up the road from
Bear's family.  He was from Texas, which explained his accent, but had only
lived here about five years.  Their ranch was also a boarding place for
'flatlanders' who had horses but no place to keep them.

"What's a flatlander," I asked him seriously.  Ken broke out in a deep
belly laugh.

"Boy a flatlander is anyone who lives south of us, but I say it's anyone
who don't live here."  He smacked my chest hard, "yep you is a flatlander
bud, but you seem cool, so I can overlook it I guess."  He gave me this
serious look, then smiled giving me a shove.

Ken was a wealth of information.  I learned that him, me and Bear were all
in the same grade.  We'd each been held back a year, them in earlier grades
and me because I'd quit school last year.  It was his sister who was dating
Bear's brother Damion, and that, as he put it, he ain't got time for no
bitches.  Claiming that work at home, school and sports took up all his
time.

"Sides, what I need some whiney bitch for when I got me my hands, right?"
We laughed and I admired him for his candor.  "I was kinda pissed at
Barrett yesterday for dragging us to Miller's.  He like never goes there.
Too many townies and their phony bull shit.  Sides, why go there when he's
got this place?"  Again he smacked my chest.  "Yeah but now I's glad he
did, cuz we gots to meet us a real live city boy."  I was about to make a
comment, when thundering hoof beats announced Bears return.

He galloped in at a fast speed, pulling back on the reigns with a loud
'whoa'.  Throwing his leg over and hopping off, he quickly greeted Ken and
tossed a saddle bag at me, telling me to break out the grub.  He stripped
his horse and smacked its butt, sending it off to graze.

"Mom packed us a huge lunch and told us she and his dad had to go to the
city and we were on our own for supper.  Oh and she said she called your
sister and let her know you were OK."  I nodded, not speaking as my mouth
was already full of cold fried chicken.  We ate and swam most of the
afternoon, I was really starting to feel like this was home.

Later we packed up and decide to head back, Ken riding Bear's horse and
Bear climbing up with me on Lancelot.  After we washed the horses down and
put the tack away, it was quickly decided we'd all go and get pizza.  Ken
would go home and get his truck and meet us at my house.  Bear grabbed some
clothes and we ran the couple of miles to my sister's, no, to my house.

I could tell my sister was happy I had made some friends and was settling
in to my new life here in the country.  Bear and I showered together and
changed, finding it hard to not fool around.  As we were getting dressed we
heard my sister talking to Ken who had just arrived, telling him to go on
up to my room.

"Bro," Ken whispered excitedly as he walked in, "your sister is the pastor
here?  Crap we come to church here every week."  I merely smiled at his
comment as he flopped onto my bed.  Bear and I finished dressing and we
headed out, my sister making sure I had money.

Ken's truck was an old beat up pickup truck, but you could see the pride in
his eyes.  This was his baby.  I sat in the middle between my new friends
as we sped through town to the Pizza Barn.  I caught Ken sneaking peeks at
us when Bear would take my cigarette from my lips, smoke it and put it
back, a sly smile on his face each time it happened.

The place was packed but we found a small table to the side.  I saw a lot
of the 'townies' I had seen the day before at Miller's pond and again saw
how they were in their little clicks, all whispering about the three of us.
We ignored them for the most part, only really talking when a few of them
came over to say hi and that they knew my sister.

I'm not sure how it happened, but it was decided we'd all crash at my house
that night.  Ken got up and went to talk to some people Bear said were his
parents.  He seemed happy when he came back to us.

"So, here's the deal.  Folks say I can hang out with you guys, but, you
gotta help me with my chores tomorrow.  Oh and I gotta let you meet them
Cody."  I was suddenly nervous, but sucked it up as he led me over to where
they sat.

His dad was a huge man and his hands were hard and calloused.  His mom was
petite but all country.  Seems my sister had told them I was coming to live
with her and asked if she could introduce me to Kenny.  "Kenny", I
snickered silently as he snapped that his name was Ken, to his mother, who
quickly informed him that she brought him into this world and could just as
easily take him out of it.  I was smiling as I saw my rough and tough
friend suddenly meek and shy at the scolding.

"It was nice to meet you, Cody," his parents stated, "maybe you can teach
him some manners?"  We all laughed except 'Kenny'.

Back at our table it was decided for me that in the morning, we'd go to
Bear's and do his work then head to Kenny's to help him do his.  We headed
out, stopping at Kenny's so he could get what he needed, and then to bear's
where he got his stuff and told his parents of the plan.  At first they
seemed hesitant but when they realized he'd be with me they relaxed and
agreed.  Seems like I was not the only one who would benefit from having
the local pastor as my sister.

At my house we quickly settled in, the long day finally catching up with
us.  Kenny was bedding on the floor and since my bed was queen sized, Bear
announced he would sleep there with me.  It wasn't long before Bear and I
were quietly making out, hands on each other's cocks.

"If you butt pirates think I am gonna just lie here and let you got at it,
you are so fucking wrong," Kenny announced from his place on the floor.
Bear and I snickered and looked to see Kenny silhouetted against the
window, his boner pointing straight out a good seven inches from his body.
He climbed on the end of the bed, coming up between us.  "You idiots are so
fucking obvious butt pirates, smoking cigs together and shit.  Sides, like
I told you Cody, I ain't got time for bitches right?  Especially when I got
my hands and now you two."



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