Date: Fri, 23 Jun 2017 19:04:32 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm Boy chapter 53

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!


***** - "I'm ready for my fucking, my Masters," he turned and bent over,
his tight pucker winking, Bear's and my cocks, growing hard, almost
immediately.

Chapter 53

We couldn't have been happier.  Our little farm was making money, and we
were on our way to self-sufficiency.  We had worked out a deal with the
resort, that we provide sleigh rides Friday and Saturday nights and Sunday
afternoons.  This in addition to the rides that were booked through us.

Mother nature was making sure we had ample snow, with at least an inch or
two every other day.  The roads never really cleared, so we always had a
nice icy layer to slide on.  Our buddy Dozer was working hard on making
runners for the sleigh skids so that even if the roads were bare in places,
we'd have no problems sliding right over them.

The resort continued to treat us well, Antonio always making sure there was
a hot steam room ready and waiting when we finished.  Oh, and the checks we
received each Sunday, well, they were for more money either of us had ever
seen.

The resort had set up a trail, groomed each day by the big snow-cats, that
went along the shore of their lake.  There were little scenes set up along
the route, most depicting little Indian villages, manikins, posed around
fire pits, stood motionless with their Hogan's behind them.  I thought this
to be a bit fake, but the guests loved it.

At our halfway point, we'd stop, and the guests would head into a resort
staffed Hogan to have drinks and refreshments, then load back up for the
return trip, that was decorated in complete holiday festiveness.
Multi-colored lights were strung along the path and arched overhead.  More
manikins, dressed as modern people, posed like they were strolling through
a winter wonderland.  Kid-sized manikins in a mock snowball fight or being
pulled in sleds.  Then as we neared the end, an employee dressed up as a
big fat Santa waved as we would pass, his jolly 'HO, HO, HO's' filling the
night.

Trust me when I say, we were busy.  As soon as we would pull up, we would
help our passengers out of the sleigh, most tipping us very well, then two
young guys would escort them into the resort.  After a quick tending to
Thor and fur blanket change, two other young guys would escort our next
passengers to the sleigh, where we'd help them in and tuck them under the
blanket.  With a click of my tongue and flip of the reigns, Thor would nod
his big head and begin our trip anew.

It was yet another snow day, and all the schools were closed.  While most
kids were happily celebrating, Bear and I, on the other hand, were dreading
the added days that they would attach to the end of the school year to make
these snow days up.

Bear had headed over to Ma and Pa's place to help stack a load of firewood.
Our hand was off for two weeks as Christmas was coming in just a few days,
and he had headed back to his parents in the mid-west.

I was in the barn, Thor's left front hoof firmly clamped between my knees,
as I cleaned his hoof and checked it for any problems.  This left my butt
exposed, and Thor wasted no time in leaning his head down to bite my
cheeks.  I yelped with each nibble, more for a show of drama and to make
him nicker in happiness, then from pain.  I set his huge hoof down and
moved to stand in front of him.

"now you listen here, mister horsey," I playfully scolded him, rubbing his
big head.  "How can I check your feet if you're going to keep biting my
ass?"  He pressed his big head to my chest, and I nuzzled my face between
his ears.  I was suddenly up in the air, sailing backward, landing in a big
pile of hay.

Thor moved to me, a devilish look in his eyes.  He slobbered my face with
slimy kisses, licking my hair with his hot tongue.  I opened my eyes and
through the slime could see his massive cock hanging low under him.  He
stepped over me, his long cock swinging side to side, banging against my
crotch, where it began to harden.

His cock head dragged in circles over my swelling crotch, his hips moving
just enough to keep his cock head pushing against me.

"Ain't it bit cold to have that monster out," I asked him, rubbing his
belly?  "Here," I continued, unzipping my fly, and pushing several inches
of his warm cock into the opening.

I no sooner had his cock in my jeans, rubbing against my naked boner, then
he let go with a huge flow of hot horse piss, quickly soaking my jeans, and
bathing my crotch, ass, and legs with his golden nectar.

"Oh, you fucker," I chuckled, and pushed with my hips forcing my own piss
to stream out, washing his thick shaft.  "Take that!"

Thor clearly enjoyed this, his body moving, his cock pulling free of my
jeans, circling my exposed cock so my piss could wash all over his shaft.

I Scooted down and took his swelling head into my mouth, his gigantic flare
quickly filling my mouth.  I reached up and stroked his thick shaft, his
powerful legs thrusting just a bit, shoving his cock back as far as it
would go.  The force of his thrust, still gentle in every way, were
powerful enough to shove my head back against the pile of hay he had
knocked me into.

I kicked my boots off, being untied, they easily flew off my feet.  My toes
dug at my wool socks as my fingers tore my jacket and shirt open.  My feet,
now bare, went up and began to massage Thor's mighty balls, his huffing
breath telling me he loved every second of our special time.

Thor began to roll his hips, his massive flare trapped in my young mouth,
moved my head in all directions, my tongue flicking over and stabbing into
his large piss slit.  My mind envisioning him letting go with a second wave
of piss and how I would surely drown with the flood.

My hands continued to stroke his long shaft, reaching up as far as I could
go, choking as I struggled to reach his sheath, forcing his cock to press
hard against the back of my throat.

Thor shuddered and flailed his head, his cock going ridged, his boiling hot
horse cum blasting down my throat.  I was ready for it, controlling my
breathing so as not to get a lung full of his cum.  Four big shots of his
boiling jizz flooded my gut, snot and his cum spraying from my nose as I
struggled to remain in control of my breathing.  I felt, even more,
squirting from the seal my lips had around his cock.

My hands stroked his shaft hard, squeezing his hardness, milking every drop
of his delicious seed, before he pulled his slowly shrinking flare from my
greedy mouth with a loud, sucking pop.  His cock slid down my sweaty chest
and pushed past my aching boner.

"Awe fuck big boy, you got me ready to nut," I groaned, fucking my cock
against his slimy cock head.  Thor grunted deeply as he carefully stepped
back, his rubbery lips and hot, slimy tongue licking over my face.  I held
his head and kissed his mouth, his tongue stabbing past my lips, the tip
flicking around tasting what was left of his spunk.

Roughly pulling back, he quickly moved off me completely and spun to
present his butt to me.  His tail flipped up and exposed his winking hole,
making it close and then pooch out.  I was on my feet and shedding the
remainder of my clothes as Thor back up to a bale of hay.

I was up on his hip and slamming my cock into his hot shoot in seconds, my
hard entry pleasing him, his ass squeezing my cock harder than he ever had.
I lay against his back, my hips fucking into him wildly as he began to walk
around the barn.

HOLY FUCK!  This was new!  I was going crazy with the pleasure my big boy
was delivering to me.  His ass was flexing, and his walking was making his
muscles pull and milk my cock.  I was grunting like a wild beast, my face
pressed hard to his back, breathing in his scent, rubbing mine on him.

Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," I grunted.  I looked up to see him watching me
with one big brown eye.

Thor kicked out with his back legs, his ass and hip muscles crushing my
cock, sucking the cum from my balls.  Again, he kicked back, higher and
harder as I continued to flood his ass with my boy cream.  His landings
were hard and solid, the force pulling my body down, making my cock push up
inside of him.

I was spent.  I lay on him as his ass continued to slowly milk my cock,
pushing and pulling my length as it slowly softened.  I finally slid down
off him, my face right at his leaking hole of pleasure.  I kissed it, my
tongue licking its soft texture.  Thor whinnied and turned to once again
lick my face.

"I getcha boy," I said rubbing his face, "you wanna keep me in you, don't
cha?"  I gathered up my clothes and sat down on the bale of hay to get
dressed.  Thor watched my every move, his cock still hanging about half way
out of his sheath.  I pulled it from under him and gave it a kiss on the
head.

"Next time," I told him, now hugging his face, "You're gonna fuck me hard
with that ass stretcher of yours," Thor answered by nodding and licking my
face.  Who said animals can't understand us?

I was in the kitchen pouring a cup of coffee when Bear got home.  I had
just showered and was only wearing jeans that I had yet to button up, when
his cold hands slid around my bare chest, his icy fingers pinching my
nipples.

"Fuck I missed you," his words interrupted by his kisses to my neck.  "Fuck
you smell so good," he mumbled as he nibbled my ear.  His warming hands
slid down over my abs and found my open jeans.  "Mmm, what do we have
here," he asked spinning me around, his hand pulling my hardening cock out.
Bear leaned in and kissed me passionately, one hand behind my head the
other stroking my cock.

I reached between us and opened his jeans, pushing them down to free his
big cock.  I broke our kiss and was about to knee to suck him, when he
stopped me, dropping to his knees.

"Nope, I need to get this beauty in my mouth."  He took my cockhead into
his mouth and began sucking.  I leaned back against the counter as he
quickly took more of my length into his mouth, finally pushing his face
against my pubes.  I don't care if I had just cum fifty times and could not
cum anymore for days, when I was with him, alone like we were, I could cum
fifty more times.

I held his head as he pumped his hot mouth back and forth on my cock, his
cold fingers manipulating my already tight ball sack.  His eyes watched me
as I watched him, the sight of my wet cock fucking his mouth and the sounds
as he noisily sucked and slurped on my cock, drove me to the brink.  With a
deep groan and hard thrust, I began to shoot.

Bear took one shot, my cock buried in his throat, then he pulled off and
let me shoot the rest into his open mouth, my cum pooling over his tongue
as I shook with pleasure.

I had barely finished cumming, when Bear stood and kissed me, sharing my
load in a cummy kiss.  He scooped me in his strong arms and carried me to
the bedroom.  Tossing me onto the bed, he quickly stripped out of his
clothes, his cock drooling pre, he tugged my jeans off and climbed between
my legs.

"I need to be inside you.  I need to fuck that Skanks twin's cum out of
you.  That cock sucking faggot ain't never getting anywhere near you
again."

I knew he was mad about the twin fucking me and that he felt he had
disrespected me, but he hadn't voiced his feelings until right now.  I knew
he wasn't mad at me, and I knew how jealous he could get.  Hell, he was
even jealous about Kenny sometimes, which is why I tried to make sure Kenny
and I were not alone much.  Bear was jealous of everyone when it came to
me.  I could see it in his eyes and how he'd act if anyone showed even the
slightest interest.

Yet when it came to Dozer, that was the only person Bear didn't seem to get
jealous about.  I swear it even seemed that Bear would push us together
sometimes.  If Bear was gone to help his dad, or when I would be sick,
Dozer would just show up.

I pulled Bear down to kiss me, hugging him tightly;

"I love it when you get all jealous."  Bear returned my kiss then broke
free of my embrace.

"You belong to me, no one else."  He kissed me again, his pre-slimed cock
pushing into my ass.

"And you are mine," I whispered.  "Now stop being all mushy and fuck me.  I
need you in me as much as you need to be in me."

Bear grabbed my legs with his work-hardened hands and pressed them back to
my head.  His hips began to slide his meaty cock into my hole as he looked
into my eyes.  He fucked me like we used to fuck when we met.  Hard and
aggressively.  OK, OK, like he and I always fuck.  It wasn't long before he
was sweating and breathing hard.

He withdrew, making me moan at the loss, then flipping me over and
squatting, slamming his cock back in, causing me to moan again.

I dearly loved this aggressive side of him.  I loved his needing to show
his dominance.  To take me and make me his, over and over.  Don't get me
wrong, I loved his sweet and tender side just as much.  When he'd hold me
and make love to me, but this?  This animal fucking me?  Oh God, I wanted
this all the time.  When he'd lose himself in the act.  When he became the
Alpha wolf, and I was his Beta.  When I was used to pleasing him.

"Oh God yes, harder Bear!  Fuck me, damn it."  I pushed my ass back to meet
his thrusting; "Come on, ram it deeper."

Bear moved and lay over me.  His hands held mine tight to the bed, his
teeth biting my neck.

"Gonna, mph, gonna cum," he growled, his cock drilling me with full-length
thrusts.  "Can't hold it.  Gonna... AAARRGH!"  His back arched as he
growled loudly, his cock buried deep in my love tunnel.  I could feel his
cock throbbing, his cum filling me, his hot breath on my neck as he lowered
back onto me.

Bear rolled us together, so I now lay in him.  Although he had stopped
cumming, his cock stilled throbbed within me.  I sat up and slowly turned
to face him.

"Stay in me forever," I whispered as I kissed him.  "Never take it out."  I
lay my head beside his, closing my eyes, relaxing.

It was the night before Christmas, the whole house smelled like pies.  Ma
was getting all the baking done in our kitchen, Pa and Bear were both sound
asleep on the couch, too much of Ma's eggnog.  Damion was over at his
girlfriend's and would come here tomorrow.  My sister and her hubby were
busy with his family and would also come tomorrow.  And I, was on the
porch, enjoying the quiet of a Christmas Eve snowstorm.

I heard the crunching of tires, up on the road.  Headlights stopping, then
the banging of a car door.  As the car sped off, I strained my eyes,
looking into the darkness.  Slowly, a dark shape took form, lumbering down
the drive.

"Ho, ho, ho," came Dozer's familiar voice.  The light over the barn door,
slowly illuminating his bulk, as he trudged closer to where I sat.

"What's up, big boy," I called out to him?  "What are you doing out on a
night like this?"  He chuckled, his smile lighting up the night.  He
stomped his heavy boots on the wooden decking and plopped down beside me on
the little bench, his body tight against mine.

"Folks are taking the fam done to my aunts' in Mass."  He shook his head.
"Gonna be fun for all of maybe five minutes, well, maybe ten seeing it's
Christmas.  Then someone's gonna say something and piss someone else off,
and then the fighting starts."  He hung his head and shook it.  "Nope,
can't deal with that shit again."  I turned and hugged him tightly.

"So, you're gonna come hang here for a day or two?"  I paused for dramatic
effect; "For Christmas?  Fuck yeah, Bubba!"

"Well, if ya want me too.  I was just gonna come bring you boys a Lil
present then head on back to the house."

"Want you too?  Fuck yeah, we want you too!"  I pressed my head to the side
of his chest and hugged him again.  "Ain't much going on tonight, Bear and
Pa are snoozing, and Ma's doing some cooking for tomorrow.  But, you and I
can hang."  I released him from my hug and slapped his beefy thigh.  "I'm
just sitting here watching the snow."  Dozer chuckled and draped his big
arm around my shoulder, patting his hand on my chest.  His other hand came
in front of my face his fingers holding a very fat, perfectly rolled joint.

"I call it Christmas spirit, smell."  He pressed the joint under my nose.
It actually smelled like Christmas, all cinnamon, and nutmeg.  I turned to
look at his face;

"What the... How the hell did you do that?"

"It's a secret, but wait till ya smoke it..."  He placed the heavy joint
between my lips, his fingers helping to hold it.  With his free hand, he
sparked a lighter, and I drew in several short tokes.

"I made it with the shit you told me you like the best," he whispered in my
ear, referring to the pot he grew himself that made me incredibly horny.  I
could taste the weed, but over that, the spicy taste of cinnamon and nutmeg
mellowed the bite of the smoke.

Dozer pulled the joint from my lips and pulled my head tight to him as he
now toked a nice long hit.  As he sucked in more air to fill his lungs, he
relaxed his arm and returned the joint to my lips, and I hit it again.

The front door suddenly opened;

"Cody?  Honey?"  Ma's voice filled the yard.  She turned to see Dozer and
me sitting there, we were caught red-handed.

"Well lookie here," she cooed playfully.  "That better not be my Christmas
treat from your mother, young man."

"No, Mam," Dozer spoke trying not to exhale.  He reached into his coat and
held out another joint like the one we were smoking.  "Just for you," he
exhaled.  Ma snatched the joint and stuck it in her apron pocket, giving me
a stern look.

"Now you just never mind mister," shaking her finger at me.  "You just run
over and see if the girls left you any late day eggs.  I need about a dozen
more."  She headed back into the house, humming jingle bells, leaving Dozer
and me giggling on the porch.

Dozer and I headed off to the chicken coop, me jumping up on Dozer's back
for a piggy back ride.

After getting Ma some eggs, I snuck Dozer into our bedroom and had him lay
on the bed.  I then went and got Bear, pulling his sleepy ass along,
telling him I had a surprise for him.

"Codester, come on I ain't in the mood," Mr. Grumpy pants grumbled.  He
sure did hate being woken up.  I pushed him through the door and flicked on
the light.

"SURPRIZE!"

"It's the Dozeman," Bear said happily, as he jumped on top of our friend.
There was a burst of laughter as the two of them began a hard-fought tickle
war.  I panicked, fearing Ma and Pa might hear, my pot-laden brain in near
total fear.  I Spun to quiet them, my arms tangled in the sleeves of my
coat, my feet, half pulled from my boot, I fell forward, crashing to the
floor with a thud.

I opened my eyes looking up, two faces were staring back at me, Bear's
concerned, Dozer's struggling to stifle a laugh.

"Shit boy," Dozer finally blurted out in laughter, "You so can't handle
your pot.  No more for you."  He produced the remains of the joint we'd
been toking and lit it, inhaling deeply.

"You buttheads have been smoking without me?  Fuckers," Bear growled as he
pulled Dozer's fingers to his lips, toking a massive hit.

I lay there on the floor as my head cleared slightly.  I kicked off my
boots and kicked the door shut.  I wiggled about, working my coat off, my
actions causing me to groan as the room began to spin again.

"Hey, this shit is good," Bear said holding his breath in.  "Second hit and
I'm already feeling it.  Is it me or is it hot in here?"  I looked up to
see him struggling to get his coat off.  I cringed as it appeared he was
attacking me, but relaxed as he only leaned down to kiss me and blow the
remains of the smoke he still held into my lungs.

It actually helped clear my head a bit more.  I too realized it was rather
warm in our room, and yanked my shirt open, the snaps popping loudly.  I
flipped my shirt up at the boys who batted it away like it was skid-marked
undies.  I was heating up more now and frantically worked to push my jeans
down, my legs kicking hard to get them off.

I wasn't alone, as from above, different articles of clothing were flying
up and landing all around and on me.  Bear finished first, rising to his
knees, his cock hanging over his balls.

"Arise, my sleeping giant," he commanded in a low voice pointing at his
soft cock.  Dozer joined him, kneeling beside him, his cock already rock
hard and pointing up.  My cock was also hard and waved around in circles as
I lay where I had fallen.

The door to our room burst open, and Pa stormed in, naked as the day he was
born, his mammoth daddy cock sheathed in a bright multi-colored condom.

"I'll give Y'all a sleeping giant, right up yer keisters, if Y'all don't
keep it down."  He noticed that all three of us were staring at his condom
covered cock, that suddenly began to throb like crazy.  "What," he growled,
"Ya ain't never seen a pecker sweater?"  All of us laughing at his comment.

"Yeah, Pa but..." Bear burst out laughing.

"It's colored," I finished for my lover.  Pa looked down at his still
throbbing dick;

"So?  It's Christmas," he mumbled, a red flush coming to his cheeks.  "But,
better than that," he flicked off the lights in our room, his condom
suddenly lighting up brightly, "It glows in the dark!"  Pa swung his hips
making his long fat cock swing about.

He stepped closer, his legs straddling me, the glowing condom and his
crotch the only thing we could see.  Pink, blue, green and yellow colors
all glowed brightly, the details of his covered cock clearly visible inside
the condom.  My mouth watered seeing that his long skin had been pulled
back, the large head tightly pressed to the tip.

Pa retreated from our room, leaving the door open.  Were heard muffled
talking and he and Ma giggling.  He soon returned, his cock just as hard as
before, flicking the light on as he entered.  He again stepped over me, his
huge pole directly over my face.

"Here you little pansy assed horny toads," he tossed a brightly colored
condom package at both Bear and Dozer.  I held up my hands for mine and
only got an evil smile from him.  "If ya want one, ya gotta take this one."
His cock bounced up and down, tempting me.  I sat up and reached up for his
big stick.  "Mind me, boy.  Been messing with yer Ma, so I'm bout ready to
nut.  Can't be held responsible if'n it unloads on ya."  He gave me an evil
laugh.

I rose to my knees and took his red-hot cock in my hands.  Pa's knees shook
at my touch, pre, leaking into the tightly stretched condom.  Using my
fingers, I very slowly began to roll the condom off his cock, taking my
time.  I moved my head side to side, watching that I didn't move too fast.
With each pass, I let my lips brush over his tip, hearing him shudder each
time.

"Watch, Dozeman," Bear whispered, "This will be good."

"Shut yer pie hole, the demon of my balls.  He's a lil cock tease, thinking
he can make me nut.  Ain't gonna happen, ya hear?"  Pa lifted my face, his
thumb caressing my cheek.  "Ain't nothing you can do, gonna make me give
you one drop."  I acted quickly, taking several inches of his condom
covered cock into my mouth, Pa's beefy palm pressing against my forehead,
trying to stop me.  His action and my desire only caused us to turn
sideways, Bear and Dozer now having a side view.

"He's gonna cum," Dozer whispered.

"No I ain't," Pa answered through clenched teeth, his cock pulsing in my
mouth.

"Watch," Bear said to Dozer, now laying on top of him their heads side by
side.  "Yep, three, two..."

"Shut yer tra... Awe FUCK," Pa groaned.

"ONE," Bear laughed, as Pa's cock erupted inside the now swelling rubber.
"The Codester is a master at making Pa bust his nuts!"

I let Pa's cock pump four massive shots into the condom, then with skilled
fingers, I removed the nearly overflowing prophylactic from his cock.  The
fifth shot blasting on my face, the rest pumping down my throat, as I
sucked his fat head in my mouth.

I was concentrating on swallowing his load and trying to get the cum filled
condom onto my cock when Ma's voice rang out;

"I think that's a new speed record honey, don't you?"  Ma's giggling voice,
coming from the room at the far end of the hall.

"Hush woman, you'll git yers, I'm coming now," Pa grumbled, as he grabbed
his shaft and pulled from my mouth.

"I know you are.  No rush big man, I'm still ready.  Let the boy enjoy his
work."  Ma giggled loudly as we heard the door shut.

I was panting as I stood, holding the overstretched condom on my smaller
cock. Pa's hot cum, surrounding my cock, making it very hard for me not to
just shoot my load in with his.

Pa pushed me back onto the bed, my hand sealing his cum in with my cock.
He stepped up between my legs and looked at Bear and Dozer;

"Sorry boys, but I have to teach this cock hound a lesson."  Pa wrapped his
hand around the top half of my aching cock and started giving it short
strokes.  I tried to wiggle away, but he was too fast, his hand quickly
milking my cock to shoot my load.

I looked to see Dozer rolling Bear off his back, his dick red with need, he
struggled to get on his knees, tumbling over me.  I pushed and pulled at
him and finally managed to get his beautiful, smaller cock into my mouth
just as he cried out he was cumming, his musky load oozing into my mouth,
his big belly and thighs pinning me to the bed.

Pa slid the condom off my still shooting cock;

"Go on son, get yer mouth on yer boys pecker.  Don't be wasting none of
this honey, sweet juice."  I felt Pa move and Bear's mouth swallow my
entire cock.  I could feel that Pa was ruffling his son's hair as he sucked
the last of my orgasm from my cock.  To my side, I could hear Dozer
slurping on Bear's cock, his squishy body undulating as his head was
bobbing up and down.

I barely heard the door click shut as Pa left us, muffled words between he
and MA as the door to their room closed as well.

I continued to suck on Dozer's shrinking cock.  I knew he was teased for
his size, both in gut and cock, but as my friend, he would never need to
worry about that from us.  I am not just saying that either.  I loved his
big body and truly enjoyed his cock.  Bear loved the fact that it was fun
to roughhouse with him and be rather aggressive.

Dozer pushed himself up, my lips keeping his soft cock in my mouth.  He
gazed down at me with stoned eyes, a large drool of saliva and cum trailing
from the corners of his mouth;

"Gonna take me a bit to go again, stud.  I already done beat off twice
today."

I opened my mouth and let him pull out, rubbing my hands on his belly.
Dozer chuckled and blushed, his hands covering mine, as I felt the warm
softness.

"Can't believe that just happened with your dad, guys!  Oh God, that was
fucking hot!"  Dozer, shook his head as he sparked the last bit of the
joint.  He sucked in a deep breath; "Shit and he's fucking hung like a God
damn horse."

"That ain't nothing," Bear said moving to lay beside me.  "Codester here I
bet is the only person that can swallow him all the way down.  Now that's
something to see, and like ya saw, Pa loves giving him big loads."  Bear
held up the condom, the massive loads of cum, hanging low.

"That's only half too," I said rubbing my belly.  "I musta got half in here
too."

We relaxed a bit, then headed to the kitchen for something to eat and
drink.  Ma and Pa were clearly still going at it, the bed creaking loudly.
We quickly devoured some left-over chicken and took sodas with us.  All
Naked, Bear stoked the fire, while I locked the front door.  Dozer, sort of
half followed me, making me smile that he felt comfortable enough to stay
naked.

It was late when I woke up to the sound of the horses whining.  I was
laying back against Dozer, his hands holding mine, as he snored like a
grizzly.  Bear was sort of half laying on me, his face, mashed to my neck,
his hands under him.

I was about to get up to go see what the commotion was all about in the
barn when I felt a pressure just above my knees.  Two warm hands were
sliding up my thighs, and then a tickling of hair danced around my crotch.
I strained my eyes, looking into the darkness, my brain still swimming from
the pot.

I could just make out a head and shoulders of someone, but couldn't see
who.  I felt them lightly brushing their lips against my balls and over my
cock.  I strained harder, my body tensing in uncertainty.

"Be calm my pale friend," came a voice, not from the person, but in my
head.  Bear rolled to his back, with a deep moan, his cock somehow wet and
hard.  I looked back and could now see my young Isilly looking from between
my spread legs.

"He is with Muwin, who desires to pleasure him, as I will pleasure you."
Isilly crawled over me as I shook my head in disbelief.  "We come this
night to thank you both for all you do to help us, find each other."  His
face was almost against mine, so close I could feel his breath.  He took my
hand and put it on his face.  "You see?  I am here as I said.  Not a dream,
or fantasy."  His lips pressed to mine, kissing me hard.

I touched his strong back, stroking down where the thin cord used to hold
his loin cloth on was.  At my touch, it fell away, briefly covering my
crotch, then gone completely.

Bear moaned louder, his cock even wetter, his hips thrusting up, hands
hovering, holding an invisible head.

"My desire is to make love to you.  To give you my seed, but I am too weak.
Neither of us has the strength to be with you like that."  A tear fell from
his eye.  I quickly used my thumb to wipe it away.

"Maybe someday you will be," I whispered.  "I will hope for that day to
come quickly."

"When you have returned us to the land so we may rest together, only then
will we be strong enough."  He smiled, kissing me yet again.  "Until
then..."

Isilly vanished from my face and reappeared over my crotch.  Just then Bear
moaned his cock throbbing, arc after arc of his cum shooting out of his
cock, splattering on his chest.

I watched as Isilly began sucking my cock, his long silken hair and
feathers tickling my legs.  His mouth didn't feel wet.  It felt warm, but
tiny cold shocks of electricity is what I felt.  I touched his hair,
feeling his head beneath.  He moaned softly as I held him while he sucked
me.  I swear this lasted for hours, but it was really only seconds.

I heard another voice in my head; "He cums."  I came into Isilly's mouth,
my hips lifting, my back arching.  I felt seven powerful squirts leave my
cock, yet nothing landed on or near me.  Again, Isilly's face was to mine.
My orgasm subsiding, his mouth tasting like my cum.

"I take you with me, using all my remaining strength.  I will enjoy your
taste until such a day comes that we can share spirits, together."  He
kissed me one last time, his form fading from my sight.  "I am always with
you, my Cado.  You are closer to the journey's end than you know."

I woke to darkness, and the sounds of horses whining...


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