Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2016 23:16:19 -0500
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City Boy Farm Boy Chapter 39

The usual disclaimer applies.  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,
and this chapter gives some graphic details on that.  So if that offends
you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!


***** - Back in the room, Dozer took the middle of the bed and Bear and I
each took a side.  We snuggled up to our furry pillow and let sleep take us
away.

Chapter 39

It was Halloween and a Thursday.  What a crappie day for Halloween to fall
on.  Although with no school tomorrow due to teacher conferences, it wasn't
all that bad.  The air was cold, our Indian summer now completely gone.
Bear and I had skipped lunch and sixth period, to walk down to the hospital
and check on Mr. Paul.  He'd had his surgery and Pa said he was doing as
good as expected.

Now I am not one to contradict Pa, but Mr. Paul looked like shit.  He lay
in his bed, pale and weak.  He had an IV in one arm, that was strapped to a
board.  He had an oxygen mask on his face and a mass of wires coming up
from under the hospital gown he wore.  These wires hooked to a monitor that
displayed several lines and constantly beep, beep, beeped.

When he saw us at the door, he smiled from under his mask and waved us in.
I was prepared for a warm welcome, but he scolded us instead.

"What the fuck are you, two cocksuckers, doing here?"  He pointed at the
clock on the wall.  "You should be in school learning how not to be a dumb
shit like me."  He chuckled softly, our scolding over.

We sat on each side of his bed chatting about how things were at the ranch
and then on to how he was doing.  He didn't remember much of anything from
that whole day.  He just remembered waking up here and how they said they
needed to operate.

He looked out into the hall and then nodded his head.  He took off the mask
covering his face and moved the sheet covering him.  With another look at
the hall, he nodded again and pulled up his gown, showing us his hip.

There was a blood stained pad and his hip was very red.  As he tried to
cover up, he accidentally exposed his huge cock, a clear tube coming out of
his wrinkled foreskin.  My eyes followed this tube to a bag hanging on the
side of the bed that contained what looked like piss.

"It's called a catheter and is how I piss," he said patting my hand.

He reached down and pulled his skin back.  I winced in horror as I say this
tub sticking into his cock through the slit.  He smiled at us pushing his
skin back over his head.

"Don't hurt boys, and since I can't walk, I pee this way.  Here, give it a
feel."  He took my hand and put it on his cock, making me squeeze his
shaft.  "Feel it?  The tube?"  I could and quickly pulled my hand back.

Bear didn't wait to be guided, he just reached right out and gripped his
cock.

"Fuck me, how deep does it go," he asked in amazement, his hand squeezing
all the way down Mr. Paul's cock.

"Can't say.  I ain't no doctor."  Bear let go and Mr. Paul covered up just
as a nurse walked in.

She told us to relax and keep visiting.  She was only here to check his IV
before lunch.  She mussed about and made notes on a clipboard.

"These your boys Herbert?"  Herbert?  His name is Herbert?  I stifled a
laugh, Mr. Paul smacking my hand.

"Yeah, regretfully," Mr. Paul groaned.  The nurse chuckled and left.

"HEEERBEEERT?"  Bear and I mocked him.  We both groaned as he quickly
grabbed our crotches.  Full hand on mine, squeezing hard and just a pinch
on Bear because of the board taped to his arm.

"Yeah, Herbert, ya lil cocksuckers.  And don't think for on second I can't
still turn you on my lap and paddle your asses neither."  He gave both of
us a crotch tug and a big smile.  "How bout you take turns keeping watch
and letting me have a suck on these cocks?"  He released Bear and gave him
a push towards the door while his fingers quickly pulled my zipper down.

"Lunch time!"  Came the cheery voice of the nurse.  She carried in a tray
with covered dishes and set it onto this rolling table.  She pulled one of
the covers off exposing the grossest plate of food I have ever seen.

Some kind of red mashed up meat, a pile of gross looking green beans that
were closer to brown, and a slice of bread.

"MMM, yummy," she cheerfully exclaimed, as the rest of us nearly barfed.

"Looks like dog food," Mr. Paul groaned.  "Come on boys, ya gotta bust me
outta here.  I swear this woman is trying to kill me."

"Now you hush," the nurse scolded him.  "You eat you lunch and stop getting
so excited."  She spun and trotted off to feed the next victim.

"I ain't eatin this shit.  Not when I got me two big sausages."  His hand
dug into my jeans, his cold fingers grabbing at my shaft, pulling my cock
out.  "Guard the door, boy," he grumbled at Bear as he pulled me up close
to the side of his bed.  "Come here you, give me my medicine."



I couldn't believe how hard I had gotten!  Mr. Paul pulled me up to the
side of his bed nearer to his head.  He couldn't lean to far over but
managed to get the first two inches of my meat into his mouth.  He moaned
really loud as his hand skinned me back, exposing my head in his mouth.

I gripped the rail of his bed going up on tip toes as his greedy mouth
sucked me hard.  I looked to Bear and saw he was watching the hall.  The
door nearly closed, his hand rubbing the clear outline of his boner which
stretched down his leg.

"I'm gonna cum," I moaned, maybe a bit louder than I wanted too, Bear
shhing me.  Mr. Paul sucked harder and I groaned as I came in his mouth.

Mr. Paul drank my entire load and pulled off gasping.  He put his mask over
his mouth and breathed deeply.  His hand motioned for me to go and for Bear
to come over.

I did as I was told and swapped with Bear, stuffing my still hard cock back
into my jeans.  I could see the whole area out in the hall and saw his
nurse, several doors down, still delivering slop to other patients.  From
behind me, I heard Bear groan and Mr. Paul's grumpy voice.

"Fuck sake boy, shit.  I didn't even get it in my mouth!"  I turned to shh
them and saw Mr. Paul struggling to get Bear's throbbing cock into his
mouth, Bear's cum shooting out all over the place.

Any other time it would have been totally funny, but you know Bear ad how
much he cums.  It was everywhere!  Mr. Paul's face, his bed, pillow, the
wall behind him, everywhere!  I checked and the nurse was still busy way
down the hall.  I quickly went into the tiny bathroom and grabbed a cloth,
coming out to start cleaning up the fucking mess.

"Put that damn thing away, before someone sees it," I whispered to Bear,
his cock still boned, sticking out of his fly.  I turned and began wiping
up all traces of his load, Mr. Paul cleaning his face and licking what he
could get.

I noticed the tent under the sheets and lifted them to see that Mr. Paul
had a huge boner!  How was this possible with that tube thing in his cock?
I Finished wiping up the mess, my eyes glancing at the boner tent more than
I want to admit.

"Hey, hey," Bear squealed, "She's making her way back this way."

I made a final check for any cum I'd missed, noting that Mr. Paul's cock
was still tenting the sheets.  I reached underneath and pulled it down,
making him moan.  When I let go, it sprang up again.  I pulled it down
again, only to have it pop back up.

"Dude," I scolded him, "Quit it.  Make it stay down!"

"Ain't gonna happen with you pulling on it like you is."

I tried one more time to make him go down, my hand accidentally pulling his
skin down, his exposed head pushing up through my hand.  Mr. Paul groaned
and pushed back on the bed.  I wasn't sure if I hurt him or if he'd cum.
But how could he cum with that tube in his cock?

I managed to get my hand out from under the sheets and moved the food table
over his crotch as the nurse walked in.  She gave us all a funny look,
shaking her head, as she bustled about doing her nursing things.

After she had left, I looked under the sheet to see if there was any cum or
whatever.  I saw nothing but pee moving through the tube.  Mr. Paul said I
hadn't hurt him, but he hadn't cum either.  He explained it as a weird
feeling, an almost orgasm if there as such a thing.

He thanked us and told us to head back to school.  As we left, the nurse
stopped us.  She thanked us for coming in and that Mr. Paul was happier
than she'd ever seen him.

"Whatever you boys did to him, well, you just come back real soon and do it
again, OK?"  She smiled and moved off.  We made a mad dash for the
elevator, giggling and happy that we were getting out without anyone
knowing.



I was standing on the front porch at Mr. Paul's.  Just leaning against one
of the supports to the roof, gazing out, over his property.  It was clearly
an old place, some of the smaller buildings and sheds needing to be torn
down.  Some of the larger buildings needing minor repairs, but all in all
it had a sort of charm about it.

I was lost deep in my thoughts so actually jumped back when Kenny rode up
on his spirited Arabian, Rocky.  His cold black coat, shiny with sweat.  He
let out a loud laugh at scaring me, as he hopped off, tying the reins to a
hitching post.  He stepped up onto the low deck of the porch, his spurs
clinking the worn planking.  He leaned on the other side of the same post I
was and flicked the brim of his hat, in that way I liked.

"Howdy, pardner."  His finger thunking as it flicked the brim.  Thought I'd
ride out and see what the new homesteaders were up ta."  He stepped off the
porch, walking bowlegged, his thumbs hooked in his front flaps of his
chaps.  Turning back to face me, "Mighty nice spread ya gots here."  I
couldn't help but notice how his fingers framed his bulge in the open area
of the leather.  He cracked a smile and tapped his fingers on his crotch.
"A'yup, sure do."  He broke out laughing, pulling his hat off his head and
smacking it against his legs, knocking the dust from his chaps.

"You do know we aren't in Texas anymore, right?"  I laughed stepping off
the porch and embracing him in a hug.

"Sure-nuff, but see, I do it for this country boy I know."  He stepped back
and turned showing me his nice ass.  "See I know he loves a looking at my
hind end, and..." he turned to face me, nodding down to his crotch.  "I
like seeing him getting all gaga when he checks out my lil doggie."  He
blew a big silly kiss at me, coming up to put his arm around me.  "Where's
yer hubby at?  Thought if'n ya wasn't busy fuckin and suckin we'd go for a
ride."  I commented that he was in on the phone with Pa.



Lancelot, having the ears of the Bionic Woman, heard Kenny say ride and was
already at the gate of the corral, stomping, and kicking.  Kenny and I
walked to him, Lance getting more and more excited.

"Hiya boy," Kenny called out, rubbing Lancelot's head.  "This here city boy
been taking good care of you, huh?"  Kenny opened the gate and Lance came
out knowing he was going to get petted.  "Shoot, almost forgot," Kenny said
pressing his face to Lance's body.  "My Pa want to know if Mr. Paul will
rent him the big stall in the barn.  We had to take this big Shire in and
our stalls ain't near big enough for him.  Pa wanted to ask then Mr. Paul
got sick and all."  Kenny continued his walk around, stroking his hands
over Lancelot and giving his sheath a good tugging.  "Anyway, can ya check
for me?"

Kenny went on and explained he was a rescued horse and that his owner had
beat him.  Animal services had to step in and take him from the asshole.
It sounded bad.  Hearing Kenny tell that no one could get near him.  When
you went in his stall, he'd rear up and kick with his front legs.  They had
to cover his head with a towel, to calm him down.  A loud whistle from the
porch cut Kenny short and we looked to see Bear waving us to come over,
Lancelot walking beside me.



Seems Kenny's dad had called our Pa to see about him taking the horse.  Pa
had made the decision to let them bring it here as his big stalls were
holding his two draft horses.  Kenny's dad was going to be coming in a bit,
so any thought of a ride was out of the question.  The big stall needed to
be fixed quickly.

We quickly decided that Kenny should crash with us for the night, if not
longer, to help us get the new horse adjusted.  He made a fast call to his
dad to bring him a change of clothes, and we headed up to the bad to make
the repairs.



It wasn't long until we heard Kenny's dad driving down the long drive.  He
towed their big horse trailer, and through the openings, I could see a
really big shape moving about nervously.  Kenny and his dad opened the gate
on the back and slowly, speaking soft and calm, began to back this huge,
beautiful animal down the ramp.

His coat was dark brown in color as was his main and tail.  His feet had
bright white feathers that stood out against the color of his coat.  He
looked like a Clydesdale, but he lacked the white stripe on his nose.  He
remained calm as they led him up to the barn.  Kenny's dad saying he should
be left alone in his stall tonight and tomorrow we could release him.

I threw caution to the wind and walked closer, Kenny's dad acting unsure of
me being so bold.  I reached out and rubbed the big boys nose, letting him
get a good sniff of me.  Lancelot strode right up and nickered, pressing
his head to the new guy's nose.

I could feel him relax immediately.  He lowered his head in front of me and
Lancelot seemed to whisper in his ear.  Well, That's what it looked like
anyway.  I Unhooked the towel covering his eyes, much to the protest of
Kenny's dad.  He big guy reared his head and shook it back and forth.

I took the lead from Kenny's dad and as everyone stood fixed, mouths agape,
I walked our new friend up into the barn.



I had him in his stall and unhooked the lead.  He stood there watching me
with weary eyes, but he remained calm and docile.  There was a brass plate
attached to his headstall etched with the name, Thor.  I fetched him some
sweet oats, a treat we give them when they've been extra good, and let him
eat them from the bucket I held.

"So, you're Thor, hmm?  Well, I'm Cody and that big lug over there is
Lancelot."  I petted his nose, his eyes moving from me to Lance.

I am positive that Lancelot being right there was a major fact in him being
so calm, and also part of why I was not scared.  I hooked the bucket on the
wall and talked sweetly to him, as I did a walk around.  I could feel scars
under his coat from the beatings he'd been given.  His skin would twitch as
I touched them, but he never acted up.

I left him to relax and rejoined the others still in awe of my talent with
horses.  I was after all just a stupid city boy.



Kenny's dad left, taking Bear and Kenny with him.  He was not happy with us
being alone with no way to drive, shaking his head at Mr. Paul's old truck.
He'd take them back and Kenny and Bear would bring Kenny's truck here.

Shortly after they left, I returned to the barn, to check my new friend.  I
gave Lance a carrot, and he chomped it noisily.  I offered another to Thor,
who seemed a bit hesitant at first.  He finally took it and began eating it
from my hand.

I took a soft brush and began to stroke it over his coat.  He reared his
head, clearly loving the attention.  He stood perfectly still, and when I
stopped to change position, he would swing his massive head back to look at
me.

I worked my way from his chest, around and down his back and sides.
Lancelot whinnied as I began brushing down his tummy, Thor nodding in
response.  I made my way around his rump, noticing the fucking gigantic
pair of balls that hung between his legs.  I worked the brush inside his
legs, using my free hand to pull his big balls to the side.

When I realized he wasn't freaking out and not kicking me, I gave his balls
a slow rubbing, feeling the heat they gave off.  Thor flipped his tail
around, holding it up and letting the long hairs drape over my head.  I
could see his ass twitching as I continued to play with his balls.
Lancelot stepped up and freely sniffed his ass, giving it a nudge.

Thor nickered and stepped back against Lance's nose, pushing me back,
pinning me to the back of the stall.  Lancelot nickered and gave Thor a
slight nibble, I think saying to be careful.  Thor merely seemed to somehow
spread his legs a bit, his strong thighs and big ass pinning me tighter, my
face pressed to his ass cheeks.

Lance nibbled him again and Thor stepped forward a bit, releasing me.  I
bent lower and with a nudge from Lance, kissed Thor's massive balls.  His
whiny letting me know he like it.  As I gave his balls a nice long lick, I
looked up to see Lancelot sniffing Thor's big puckered ass.  Could it be
possible?  Could I now have two gay horses?



I moved to his other side, dropping to my knees under him.  I touched his
rubbery sheath, which twitched and expanded as his Immensely big cock slid
free.  I swallowed hard seeing it hang there, bigger than my arm!  I knelt
in front of it as the immense tube of pink and black horse cock hardened.
Thor stepped forward tentatively at Lancelot's direction, the tip of his
massive cock just under my chin.  I was figuring out which way to move, not
wanting to get trampled by Thor's gigantic hooves.

Another sudden step forward, and his cock was forced against me, down my
shirt, the snaps popping open his tip leaving a long pre drool down my
chest.  I'm not sure what Lancelot was doing to him, but whatever it was it
was making Thor super horny.  His mighty cock began beating up against my
chest, like a long fleshy log.  Big globs of pre burped from the tip,
soaking me in slimy wetness.

I used some of this as lube to stroke his thick cock, making it throb and
produce even more.  I leaned forward as my hands stroked back to his
sheath.  His cock throbbing up smacking against my mouth, his tip flaring
so wide, there was no way I could suck it.

I slid my hands back pulling on his cock as they reached his flare, rubbing
it on my face.  My mouth opened and closed against it, waiting for another
glob of his pre.  Thor thrust with his full weight, trying to force his
cock into my tiny tight mouth.  His flare bending back trying to get inside
his new playmate.

With a mighty grunt and another strong thrust, I was blasted back, my face
and upper body drenched in the first shot of his massive load of ball
juice.  Thick and white, oozing off my face and head, running down my bare
chest and soaking into my jeans.  Two, three then four shots followed, each
as big as the first, although with slightly less force.



Thor's cock quickly softened as I held it.  I continued to lick and suck
the tip, the flare subsiding, I managed to get the end in my mouth, his cum
still drooling out.  I followed it like some coke whore needing just one
more snort, sucking him as his cock retracted into his sheath.  I pushed my
face to the soft opening, letting my tongue snake into him, the lips of his
sheath almost enveloping my head.

I crawled out from under him, moving to face him.  His broad nose sniffing
me, smelling his seed as it dripped from every part of me.  Lancelot moved
up, clearly excited at my state.  He roughly pushed me to the wall of the
stall and leaped to hook his front legs on the wall of the stall.

His cock was already out and dripping and I quickly took his head in my
mouth, sucking as he thrusted, grunting and nickering.  He didn't last long
and I was soon choking on his cum as he dominated me, fucking his cock
deeper than he ever had.  I knew this was all for show.  That he needed to
show Thor, who I belonged too.  He pulled from my mouth, part of his load
barfing from my mouth as I dropped to my knees.

Lancelot cuddled me, licking over my head and neck.  I gagged and barfed up
another gut full of their combined cum.  Lance beat his nose on my back, I
fully believe, to make sure I could breathe.  I grabbed his neck and he
pulled me to stand.  His face, blocked from Thor's view showed concern.  I
smiled and nodded, telling him I was OK.  He eased me back against the
wall, his mouth skillfully opening my jeans and pushing them down.

He nickered to Thor who moved up and they began to lick me clean.  When
Thor worked his way lower, he sniffed my cock and Lancelot knocked his head
away, giving several teeth clicks and strange breaths.  Lance then took my
boner in his loving mouth and began to suckle my cock.

I held his head and fucked his mouth, thrusting hard as he lowered his
mouth on me.  Thor came back to my head and with his big mouth and thick
tongue, began to, how do I say it?  Literally eating my face.  My whole
face was in his mouth, his tongue slobbering all over it.

I came with a loud grunt, my forced breaths going right down Thor's throat.
He then blew back, his hay breath filling and expanding my lungs.  I
shuddered, my hands grabbing at each of my studs heads for support.



I was left standing there, my giant lovers taking a step back, Lancelot
seeming to be setting the ground rules.  I watched as he nickered and
whinnied moving up behind Thor.  I watched as he leaped up onto Thor's high
back.  I would swear he was going to mount him, but he just stood like that
for several minutes.  A final act of dominance?  I am not sure.

I hiked up my jeans, leaving my cock out and swinging.  I fetched each of
my boys a bucket of sweet oats.  As I hung Thor's on the wall, he lowered
his head, pushing against my chest.  I could feel his hot breath as he
sniffed my cock.

Lance was right there, coming right up to see what Thor was doing.  When he
felt Thro had done enough, he pushed his head away with a strong nicker.  I
locked them in their stalls and headed for the house.

As I exited the barn JR's dog Chevy came running up to me, his cold, wet
nose sniffing at my swinging, exposed cock.

"Atta boy," JR's voice came from the darkness.  "Good boy, finding the
dirtiest pervert around."  As Chevy began licking and slobbering over my
cock, JR appeared out of the darkness, his hands working to get his cock
out of his jeans.  "Got me a call from your man and my cuz, telling me to
come on over and make sure I brought Chevy.  So here we is."  He gave a
final tug and his cock popped free.  He was semi-boned but his cock was
throbbing, rising with each pulse.

He stepped to me and grunted as he shoved my jeans down.  His breath had
the stench of beer, but I did not think he was drunk, yet.  He smacked my
ass as Chevy continued licking both our cocks.  JR gave a slightly evil
chuckle as he pushed down on my shoulders.

I was eye lever with his manhood for only a second when Chevy pounced on my
back, his furry sheath humping at my crack.  I was about to protest when
his slick red rocket slid free and stabbed at me, looking for my ass.

"Atta boy, good dog.  Keep searching you'll find it," JR praised his hound.
Then, almost as if on cue, Chevy's hard cock found my ass and he drilled it
into me, fucking me hard.

I moaned from his entry but more so at how wonderful it felt.  His furry
body against mine, his claws gripping my sides as he humped faster, harder
and deeper.  I could feel his knot swelling and hitting against my hole,
but was not worried about taking it.  I had taken Lancelot's horse sized
cock so how bad could this dog's knot be?

JR squatted a bit in front of me, one hand under my chin the other holding
his musky cock.  He slapped it against my face, teasing me by not letting
me suck it.  He wiped the covered head over my mouth, the taste of old piss
and cum hitting my tongue.  He shoved it in my mouth, pushing me back just
as Chevy thrust forward.

His knot entered me with force.  I tried to moan but the cock stuffed down
my throat prevented any sound but a grunt.  My balls retracted and my cock
belched a load of cum onto the ground under me.  My ass tightened and I
heard Chevy grunt as he began to fill me with his load.

JR gave another chuckle as the headlights from Kenny's truck quickly
illuminated us as they drove in.  They parked and jumped out, running over
to where I was being impaled at both ends.  Bear inspecting the dog cock in
my ass.  Kenny knelt, his face near where I was sucking his cousin's cock,
his hand cupping my cock head.

"Yep, he done shot him a nice load already boss man," his head looking back
at Bear.  "He's got him a good stink of horse on him too, so I bet he's
done had him some fun without any of us here."

"I got here," JR groaned, "and he was struttin outta the barn there, pecker
just a flopping all ova.  Just a hanging outta his britches, shirt wide
open, kinda hanging off his shoulders."  Bear moved up opposite Kenny.

"MMM did you break in the new boy?"  He asked rubbing his lips over my ear.
I nodded in reply.  "Did ya get a good taste of his cock?  Suck it real
good?"  He kissed my ear.  "Did your boy Lance get all jealous?"  I moaned
loudly as Chevy pushed off my back, turning, his cock still locked in my
ass.

He stood there, his knot sealed in my ass, giving slight tugs.  Each pull
causing me to moan more, Kenny's fingers hooked under the rim of my
cockhead, pulling on my cock.  I didn't know how much cum was left in my
balls, but I could feel another orgasm coming on.

Chevy pulled his knot from my ass, tears falling from my eyes from the
sudden pain.  Bear scooted back and I felt as he eased his cock into my
sure to be gaping hole.  I saw Chevy lay down nearby, his tongue licking at
the massive cock and baseball sized knot that had just been inside me.

JR gripped my hair and fucked his cock deep in my mouth, his breathing a
sign he was soon to cum.  Kenny stood and I watched as he freed his cowboy
cock, starting a rhythmic stroking, aiming right at his cousin's cock.

>From behind me, Bear was slowly sliding his cock in and out of my ass.
His actions showing his deep love for me, his cock soothing my sore hole as
it always did.  His hands caressing my hips and legs.  He came and merely
held his cock still in me.  Letting his cum mix with Chevy's and leak from
me, down over my balls.

Kenny busted next, the sweet juice I remembered, flavoring the shaft of
JR's cock, sending him over and flooding my mouth with his redneck seed.
As for me, my balls churned and my cock throbbed, but only a drool of cum
dribbled out of my cock.  In all of my life, I had never felt so drained
sexually, then at this very moment.



Pants were pulled up but none was fastened.  I was scooped into Bear's
loving arms and carried into the house.  JR and Kenny stripped and set to
filling the oversized tub with hot water.  Bear lit a joint and placed it
on my lips.  He then slowly removed my clothes, piece by piece as I sat,
dazed, toking the joint.

All three boys then lifted me, Bear under my arms, JR and Kenny each with a
leg, and took me into the tub.  Once down, all hands rubbed and massaged my
aching body.

The bath and joint were rejuvenating.  After I relaxed on the couch while
the boys fixed food for all of us.  We all lounged on the overstuffed
furniture, full and content.

Headlights suddenly appeared, coming down the drive.  Kenny peered out the
thin curtains.

"Oh, what in holy fucking hell?"  We all looked to him, "Is that..."  He
turned his head, his face draining of color.  "Oh fuck me, it's Dozer!"





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