Date: Thu, 9 Aug 2018 07:25:00 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City Boy Farm Boy chapter 57

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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!



***** I could see the relief in his face, as I am sure he saw the same in
mine.  He lifted my chin, our lips meeting, finally.

CHAPTER 57

I had become accustomed to my visions and secretly would wish they would
come more often.  Tonight as other nights, I would awaken to see Isilly
near where I slept.  I knew this was only a dream, but it was so real to
me.  The touch of his fingers and hands to my body.  Their warmth,
radiating into me.  The feel of his breath to my ear as he would speak to
me as if not to wake Bear.  The touch of his lips, soft, pressing against
mine.  Always the same clothing, high leather moccasins, and a soft
loincloth that barely covered his crotch and ass.  His feathers, tied to
the side of his head, standing out against his long, jet black hair.

"Come with me Cado," he whispered, his hand taking mine.  "The Elders have
said it is time for you to know the truth."  I stood beside the bed, my
naked, sleeping body still cradling Bear.  I looked to see that my spirit
was dressed as Isilly was. I watched as Isilly lay his hands on Bear's
splinted arm.  Softly spoken words of Isilly's native tongue floated
musically from his mouth.  "He will be fine," he whispered to me.  "Your
love protected him."

We were then in the tunnels.  No torch lit our way, my eyes seeing as
Isilly's, in the darkness.  After a short time, he paused.  Turning to me,
he pressed his hand to my bare chest.

"Listen Cado.  Hear the sounds of our torture."  I looked deep into the
darkness, a slight 'tinking' sound now filling my ears.  Then two and
three, and now more.  Tink, tink, tink.  Isilly led me deeper, the sounds
growing louder.  Then voices.  Gruff, angry men's voices.  Muffled, but
still clear enough to send shivers down my spine.

As we moved deeper still, flickering torches began to light our way.  The
tinking sounds louder still and now the sound of something cracking.
Isilly's body tensing with each sickening crack.

"Stop," I whispered to him taking his shoulder.  "What is that sound?"

"That is the whip of our Master."  Isilly moved forwaed, my eyes now seeing
his back, crisscrossed with long blood oozing slashes.  Another crack and
another slash appeared, splitting Isilli's skin.  I spun him to look at me,
the sight of his bloody back making me sick.

"Enough, make it stop," I cried out, tears running from my eyes.

"I cannot Cado.  My spirit takes the pain from all who have suffered here.
Each night, I must endure the suffering of my people.  It is my punishment
for failing to save them.  Only you can make it stop."

"OK, tell me what I must do!"  Another crack of the whip and a deep burning
sting crossed my back.

"We must hurry.  The evil is seeking you out now.  Come, hurry."  I
followed him along more torch-lit tunnels, finally stepping out into a room
with some twenty young Indians, some with picks, chipping at the walls.
Others with smaller tools, removing rock from red streaked crystals.
Several large dirty men moved between them, whips curled in their hands.
Every so often they unfurled the whip and struck one or more of the young
Indians, the pain of each strike searing into my back.

"What is this place?"

"The mine where we must dig for the blood crystals."

"This is all part of the tunnels under the farm?"

"Yes.  Owned by the ancestors of the one you called Mr. Paul.  His family
found the crystals and realized they were valuable.  They then stole our
land and took my people to mine the crystals for them."

"This is unbelievable," I mumbled, still stunned at the sight I was seeing.

"You must take that which is mine and all that is Muwin.  Return us to our
land.  You must come deep within Mother Earth and take from her the crystal
that speaks to you.  This must be placed with us for us to find peace."

We were back in the bedroom, Isilli's back healed.  His arms tightly around
me, our bodies pressed together.

"My love for you is strong," his words soft to my ear.  "Beyond that of
brother or lover.  Our spirits have been destined to be joined.  Once you
have placed us to rest, look for me to come to you as you truly are."
Isilly took my face in his hands.  I will come to you with the breath of
life within my body.  The great spirits have granted this gift to Muwin and
I, for you both.  Until that time, only our spirits can love the other."
His lips touched mine tenderly.  I could feel him fading as I drifted back
to my sleeping body.

"Wait," I called out with my mind.

"Soon we will meet in eternity, my Cado."

 I woke to the normal darkness that was our mornings.  Bear had arrived
from the clinic about two am, Pa saying he had to go back to have his arm
cast in a day or two.  Bear was knocked out on painkillers and Pa said he'd
sleep through most of the day.

I was lost in thoughts of my vision.  Each moment etched into my brain as
if I had actually lived it.  Then it faded, replaced with memories of
Isilly's touch.  I could feel the warmth of his body against mine, my cock
swelling.  I reached down in the darkness to touch myself, finding
something in my hand.

Flicking on the kitchen light, I opened my hand and found a small crystal
like the ones I'd seen the young Indian's mining in my vision.  I held it
to my chest as I heard Isilly's voice in my mind.

"A gift to you of that which was lost.  Keep it with you to find the
answers you seek."  His voices faded, "You are my Cado, before, now and
always..."

The term Drama Queen came to mind as I watched my love hobble from the
bedroom.  He carried his arm against his body, each step, his face
contorting into a mask of sheer pain.  I stifled a laugh, seeing him making
a play for sympathy.

He came to where I leaned against the counter, his eyes reminiscent of a
sad puppy dog.  I bent forward and kissed his swollen fingers that extended
beyond the temporary splint the doctors had put on him.

"Easy big boy," he moaned.  "Kinda in a lot of pain right now, Ya know?"  I
nodded, rising up to kiss his lips.  I could see the front of his white,
well-packed briefs starting to swell with the tender touch of my lips.  His
body began to sway, his eyes taking on a distant, glazed stare.

"Which pain pill did you take," I asked taking him into my arms, "Vicodin
or Percodan?"

"Umm," he mumbled, his head rolling from side to side.  "Umm, one of each,
I think.  Yeah, Bubba, I took one and it didn't do nothing, so I took one
of the others."  His head lolled to a more normal position, his eyes
straining to focus on my face.  "Chill-ax Bubb... Bub...  Buckwheat.  Ain't
like I took them at the same exact time."

"Oh, OK," I said moving behind him, as I began to herd him back to the
bedroom.

"Yeah, I waited like forever before I took the per...  por...
pecker-something."

"What, like a minute," I questioned him?  Bear shook his head.  He held up
three fingers, then four.

"That many."  He moned, pressing back against me, his butt cheeks rubbing
hotly against my hardening cock.  "Mmm, whats this I feel," he whispered,
struggling to turn and face me.  "Shh, gots to be quiet or my boyfriend
will hear and fuck he's a jealous one."  Bear chuckled drunkenly as he
forced his hands into my underwear roughly gripping my cock.  "Oh fuck,
you're a big boy ain't ya?"

"Hey," I cut him off, "Kenny was saying you got mad and told him off," I
questioned, hoping to get him to tell me what had been said.

"Nah, Kenny's cool.  We go back a long way."  Bear pulled one of his hands
from my underwear and pressed a wet finger to his lips, shushing me.  I saw
his nostrils flex and his eyes struggle to focus on his wet tipped finger.
"Use to have a thing for that boy," Bear nodded, still looking at his
finger.  "Yee-up thought maybe he was gonna be the one."  He withdrew his
other hand and began slapping my chest.  "Then I met Codester.  Oh my God,
he is like a total God!  Sexy, sweet, hell-a good looking.  Mmhmm, fuck, I
can cum just thinking about him."  Bear humped his boner against mine
before turning and pulling me to the bedroom.  "I used to ride by his house
and fuck my cock was so hard, but, I never had the balls to go up and meet
him."  Bear pushed my hands down to his covered cock and rubbed them over
his throbbing erection.  "So this one day I grabbed my hangers and went to
where I knew he'd be.  I did it.  I met him.  And I knew right then he was
the one."

"Oh wow, that's really romantic," I told him, now freely stroking his cock.

"Yeah but see, I forgot I'd told some buddies to come there too, you know
to cover if it didn't go well.  One of them was Kenny.  Well, I had to like
make it known that this cutie, this, oh wait did I say he was a city boy?
Yeah man, a good for nothing flatlander.  He was mine."  I chuckled against
his neck.

"But he was cute enough for you to overlook that?"  I fondled the head of
his cock, feeling the growing wetness.

"Oh yeah..." Bear moaned, his head fell forward, his body going limp in my
arms.

"Wait, don't pass out, tell me what you told this Kenny guy."  Bear's head
came back onto my shoulder, his breathing now more forceful.

"Hmm, oh, well I told him it was very serious between me and this Cody and
that I needed to go easy on being with him.  So kinda like a last hoorah, I
gave him a royal fucking to keep him happy."  Bear's hips had begun to hump
his big cock into my fingers.  "Yeah sexy, make me cum.  Fuck, can't wait,
gonna cum."

With a deep groan, Bear began shooting his hot load into his briefs, the
thick juice seeping through the cloth, soaking my hand.  I held him to me,
as I milked his throbbing member until I felt it begin to soften.

I lay my sweet love on the bed and covered him with the comforter.  As he
was drifting off he made me promise to not tell anyone what he had told me.
I kissed his lips and whispered;

"I don't want you to stop being with Kenny, he is as much a part of our
lives as we are."  Bear smiled and fell into a drug-induced sleep.  I
returned to the kitchen and suited up to tend to our animals.

My boys were happy to see me as always.  While Jacob tended t the other
animals, I tended to my boy's needs.

I closed off the main aisle of the barn to allow them to move about while I
fixed their breakfast.  Lancelot was not happy I was wearing my jacket and
adamantly followed me around, nipping and pulling at it until I gave in and
removed it.

As I walked back towards their stalls, a bucket of grain and oats for each,
I found them working together to herd me into Lance's stall.  I tried
bribing them with the contents of the buckets, but they wanted nothing to
do with them.  Thor was mouthing my neck and shirt collar, his teeth
gripping the thin cloth and pulling it back.

With my chest now exposed, Lance rammed his forehead to my sternum and
slammed me back to the wall in the far corner of his stall.  The buckets
long since dropped, I stroked his big head with my hands, our eyes fixed on
each other.  So lost was I in his lustful gaze, that I did not even feel or
understand how Thor had managed to open my jeans.

I moaned as I felt his rubbery lip and scalding hot tongue fishing around,
trying to get my boner into his mouth.  With a helpful thrust, I slid fully
inside his slimy mouth, his tongue sloppily licking at my balls.  Lance
lifted his head and filled my mouth with his grassy tongue, the thickness
filling me, the blunt tip pushing into my throat.

Suddenly, Lance backed up and with a grunt, lept to his back legs, his
front hoves slamming onto the stall wall just over my head.  His massive
penis was fully extended and pointed right at my mouth.  His tip had not
flared yet, so it was easy for me to take the musky head into my hungry
mouth.

I sucked him greedily, yet easy enough to keep him from cuming too quickly.
I had plenty of time before school, so wanted this morning love fest to
last as long as I could make it.  I pushed my jeans down and pulled my cock
from Thor's mouth.  I turned my ass to him and he knew exactly what I
wanted.

Moving alongside Lancelot, Thor dropped his mighty penis.  Bucking his
hips, he was able to swing it into my hands and I smeared his head against
my hole.  With a grunt, Thor rammed the first three or four inches into my
hole, forcing me to swallow more of Lance's cock.

Lancelot was clearly loving this, and his cock began to flare, pushing out
of my throat, filling my mouth.  Thor had managed to thrust another four or
so inches into my ass, giving me as much as I could take.  I squeezed my
ass tight against his fat tube, his head filling me and stretching my
insides wide with the mammoth flare.

I could hear grunting from someone, over the groans, grunts and heavy
breathing of my equine lovers, but could not see who was there.  Not that
it mattered, my attention was quickly back on the cocks filling me at both
ends.

Thor was first to cum, his cock spraying his massive load deep inside me.
His fat, swollen shaft, sealed my hole shut, trapping his hot horse seed in
my body. He pulled back, his flare keeping him tight inside.  Lance blew
next, his sweet, grassy cum pouring right down my throat, his cock
throbbing with each delivered load.

Both cocks finally pulled from me, my mouth and ass struggling to keep all
of my lovers cum in me.  Thor sidestepped and I could finally see the
moaner was Kenny, lovingly sliding his long texas cock in and out of Thor's
hot ass.

When he saw I had been released, he slipped from Thor's rump and moved up
behind me.

"Aww fuck, just what I need, a loose City Boy ass, filled with a big load
of horsey sperm!"  He gave a hearty 'YEE-HAW' and shoved his teen boner
fully into me.  "Aww Yeah, I gots all his cum just a running out all ova my
balls!  Fuck it feels so fucking good boy.  Gonna dump my balls up in ya
too, let my juice mix with his."  Kenny smacked my ass hard, "Come on boy,
tighten that pussy up for me now.  C'mon, I like my pussies tight, tight."

Lance was standing right where he had been, his cock, hanging limply under
him.  I took his shaft and began sucking his cock head.  I knew he was
finished, but I wanted to suck the cock I loved almost as much as I loved
Bear's.

With a grunt and holler, I saw Kenny flying off me and onto the floor.
Thor was over him, his big mouth gobbling up Keny's cock as Ken thrust
powerfully up into the big guy's mouth.  I was next and was suddenly tossed
onto my back, landing across Kenny's chest.  Lance swallowed my cock with
his mouth, his tongue stroking the underside of my shaft.  Kenny and I were
in pure ecstasy, our hands grabbing at each other, as powerful orgasms
overtook us both.

With our balls drained, our stallion lover's left us alone.  As our
breathing relaxed, I saw Jacob standing in the stall doorway, cock in hand,
cum dripping from his slowly softening fat, mushroom head.

"You little sluts best be hurrying along, bout near time to head to
school."  He started to leave then stopped.  "Unless Y'all are sick, 'cough
cough', I can let yer daddy know you weren't feeling good so stayed home."
He turned back to us, waving his cock.  "I'm good at taking temperatures."
I stood up and pulled Kenny to stand too.

"Fun as that would be, we really need to get to school," I told him.  "Keep
that thermometer handy though, never know when a fever may hit us."

Kenny and I had both showered and were dressed when Ma arrived to look
after Bear.  I gave her a hug and a kiss as we ran out the door.

We arrived at school pretty much on time.  I wasn't too surprised to see a
lesser than normal amount of students milling around before the homeroom
bell.  I mean this was the day after Christmas break ended, so I guess most
kids were still out with family and whatnot.  One particular person I did
notice was not there was Dozer.  Come to think of it, I hadn't seen him
much l during the break.  I told Kenny I'd meet him for lunch and headed
off to my specified homeroom.

Taking my seat, I was immediately ganged up on by several of my friends.
They were all talking at once, asking me if I'd heard the news, and did I
know anything about what had happened.  Sliding my chair back, I raised my
hands.

"Hey, hang on," I nearly shouted over their hushed voices.  "What are you
all talking about?"

My best friend John pushed everyone away and leaned on the table in front
of me.  Everyone else gathered around the other side of the table.  John
leaned forward and began to softly speak to me.

"So I take it you haven't heard?  Well, your buddy Dozer..."  He was cut
off by Dwane, another friend of mine;

"His whole family man..."  John shot Dwane a look and he fell silent.

"Yeah, his whole family was busted last night."  The group behind John
began to whisper among themselves.  "State cops raided their house, and
some barn building they owned over in Tamworth.  They busted everyone over
sixteen and toss the little kids in foster care somewhere up north."

I listened with concern to him talking, realizing that this was the first
time I was not secretly looking at his body.  John was a handsome guy.
Five foot ten, dark brown hair, very athletic.  Played on the baseball,
soccer and basketball teams and was very popular with the girls.  I counted
myself lucky that he and I were friends, and that he even liked Bear.

"What did they bust them for?  The pot the grew?"

"Yeah, that and I heard they were into a lot of other stuff too."  He
looked around and then grabbed my shirt, pulling me up and to the far back
corner of the room.  "I heard they were into a lot of heavier drugs too,
like coke, heroin, and acid.  I don't know for sure though.  I figured
you'd know cuz you and Dozer were buds."  John was suddenly pulled back by
Mr. Foster our Homeroom teacher.

"That's enough gossiping Mr. DeVaux, I'll thank you and your chit chat pal
to take your seats."

The first part of my day was pretty mundane.  Classes drug on and on.  The
whole school was buzzing about the big drug bust, most students glad that
the unsavory had been caught and put away.  And yet there were others who
whispered concern as to where they would get their weed now.

It was ten-twenty, D-block.  One of two free periods I had.  I normally
would head out into the Quad and smoke a cigarette, but today I went up to
the Science wing.  I was looking for Mr. Bishop who was a quirky all around
Science teacher.

I found him in his office, drinking coffee and munching on a chocolate
‚clair With Mr. Lord.  I laughed as they waved me in, the cloud of
cigarette smoke hanging thick in the air.

"Good day young Puck," Mr. Lord greeted me with a smile.  "Do you know my
little friend Puck, Robert?"  Mr. Bishop sat with a confused look on his
face.

"OH," he finally exclaimed, "Puck... Good God, I thought you said fuck, and
I was thinking he's a tad young."  Both men burst out laughing but also
motioned to a chair for me to sit.

"Smoke um if ya got um," Mr. Lord spoke into his coffee cup.

I dropped my pack and being the little flirt I was, turned to face
Mr. Lord, framing my crotch as I took my pack from my front pocket.
Mr. Lord snickered;

"God damn little nymph."

I spun a tale about finding a rock and wondering what it was.  I directed
my tale to both but focused mainly on Mr. Bishop.  When He asked to see it,
I slid forward in my seat, again facing Mr. Lord and repeated my actions of
framing my crotch as I took the crystal out.  I made sure to do it slowly
and to clearly show my soft cock trapped in my jeans.  My actions were
hidden by the table, so only Mr. Lord could see, and I know he got a good
look.

I set my crystal on the table and it was met with gasps.  Mr. Bishop said
it was the finest example of Blood Quartz that he has ever seen.  He
examined it closely with his eyes and with a small magnifying glass. He
explained that crystals like this are extremely rare.  That most times they
are already part of another gemstone known as a bloodstone.  He went on to
say that to find one of the size I had, and of the obvious quality was a
very lucky thing indeed.

He explained that they were a treasured find that they were an important
part of healing and the religions of the local Indian tribes.  He told me
that in the olden days, settlers and businessmen from Europe would enslave
local Indian tribes, forcing them to dig for these crystals, that they were
more valuable than diamonds.  Nowadays, they were so rare, there really
wasn't a market for them, but one of the size I had found could fetch
several thousand dollars.  He then looked at me.

"Would you like to sell it?  I'd be willing to offer you, say, fifteen
hundred dollars?"

"No, I think I'm gonna hang on to it.  It kinda has a special meaning."  I
thanked him for the information and told him if I ever did want to sell it,
I would come to him first.

As I left, the bell for next period rang.  Mr. Lord followed me out and
motioned to me to follow him.  I was in no way attracted to him, but I
loved being a tease to him and I admit, I loved the attention he heaped on
me.

I followed him to his office and chuckled as he shut and locked the door
behind us.  He assured me that if I was late for my next class he'd cover
and give me an excused pass.  I let him know that This was my lunch so
there was no problem.

As I told you, I'm not attracted to him, but for some reason, my cock
decided to harden.  I tried to hide it at first but as it reached full
hardness, I gave up and dropped my pack.  I'll give him credit, although he
did get some really good looks, he was focused on another matter.

"I know you like Mary Jane."  I smiled catching his reference.  "I'm sure
you've heard that the main supplier has been eliminated."

"Yeah, my buddy Dozer."

"Wel here's the thing.  I don't know where I can acquire herb anymore, and
was hoping I could talk to you about maybe helping me out?"  I thought
about it for a minute, yes, my mind covering all the dirty things I could
make him do.

"Truth is, I'm not sure where I'm going to get it.  I just found out this
morning about what has happened."

"Fuck," Mr. Lord groaned.  "What the fuck am I gonna do?"  I repeated my
actions, pulling out my cigarette pack, really showing my boner to him.  I
flipped the top and pulled out a rather fat joint, offering it to him.

"You carry th0se with you at school?  You naughty, naughty boy," Mr. Lord
shamed me.  "You need to have your butt paddled."  He smiled as he took it
from me.  "But, I can think of other things I'd rather do to you instead,"
he mumbled, as his eyes again focused on my trapped, throbbing cock.

"Just what did you have in mind," I asked giving my cock a rub.  His
reaction was to lick his lips.  I took my time, and very seductively began
to pop open the buttons of my jeans, watching as his crotch began to swell.

I thanked God for me not doing laundry and causing me to go commando today.
I gave one last tug to my jeans and my cock popped free, a long drool of
pre, dripping from the tip.  I have never seen anyone move as fast as he
did, dropping to his knees, and sliding his mouth lovingly over my cock.

He only used his mouth, his hands busy getting his cock free of his slacks,
his hand busily stroking its length.  I told him I wasn't going to last
long and he merely moaned, sucking my young cock even harder.

His grunting and loud slurping on my wet cock told me he was shooting his
cum onto the floor.  I gave him a deep thrust and let my cum fill his
mouth.  He continued to suck, the feeling of my unswallowed cum surrounding
my cock.

He guided me back to a chair and once I was seated, he pulled free of my
cock, his tongue swirling my big load all around his mouth.  He finally
swallowed, then lovingly sucked and licked my softening cock clean.

"Just as good as your brother," he whispered.  "Thick and sweet."  He stood
up, his cummy cock still semi-hard.  Before he could react, I leaned
forward and took his spongy member into my mouth, giving him as good a
cleaning as he'd given mine.

He didn't protest until my sucking began to make him hard again.  He gently
pushed me back, saying there was not enough time to go for seconds.  He
leaned back on his desk, and I stood up.  I leaned forward and whispered in
his ear, making sure our cocks rubbed together.

"That was fun and worth another one."  I handed him the other joint I had.
"Think of me when you suck on these."

"Oh you little-teasing bitch," he grumbled, "just like your fucking
brother."

"Nah," I chuckled, "I am a lot more fun."

We both zipped up and made ourselves presentable, before heading back out
into the empty hall.

I found Kenny at a table, and he went right into spilling the gossip he'd
learned about Dozer and his family.  I was surprised when Kenny took out
his keys and removed a key from the ring.

"Dozer gave me this a few months back.  It's the key to his locker.  He
told me that if he was ever busted, I had to give this to you and tell you
to get his bag."

"Haven't they already searched his locker though," I asked in hushed tones?

"No, can't touch it till they get a warrant or something."

"Come on, be my lookout," I told him as I headed off.

Thankfully the halls were still empty, but, the troubling part was that
Dozer's locker was at the end of a long, dead-end hall.  I left Kenny at
the intersection, while I quickly made my way to the big guy's locker.
With a nod from Kenny that all was clear, I slipped in the key and popped
the lock.

The stink that was Dozer, wafted out at me, sending me back a step.
Gaining my composure, I took the bag hanging from the hook and as I began
to close the door spied a folded piece of paper taped to the back wall, on
which was scribbled one word - CITY -



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