Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2011 05:48:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Farm Family Fun

Once again, not me or anyone I know. There definitely will be more. Hope
you like it.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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I waited for him to come meandering out of the driveway of the property
across the road from my house. He didn't live there, of course, because
there were no dwellings on the three and half acre property, an old mobile
home having been torn down when I was like 7 or 8.

It was after school, the usual time that he'd come over almost daily in the
past couple of weeks. I didn't know where he lived and hadn't been too
inclined to follow him to find out. The property that he came from butted
up against the backs of 4 or 5 houses that were on the small side street,
the next street up from me, at least a hundred yards away and through a
small patch of woods. We were in the country, sort of. I mean, we were part
of the incorporated area of Carter's Wood, which was one of a handful of
suburbs in the country side that bordered a medium sized town. There was a
small commercial area but it was easily 3 miles from where I lived.

In any case, there I stood on the lawn beside our garage, waiting. He
finally came around the overgrown shrubs that were now trees and that lined
the driveway on the abandoned property. His head was aimed at the ground
and his tail wagged contentedly as he crossed the worn blacktopped road and
into our driveway. He looked up and saw me from about 75 feet away and his
tail wagged even more and his pace picked up.

I felt my cock begin to thicken in anticipation; more so than it had on his
previous visits because today was special. I'd given it a great deal of
thought and today was the day I was going to try to get the dog to fuck
me. As he closed the distance I thought back to the first time the large
golden colored dog had wandered onto our property some week or so before.

Before he had shown up I had been using the weed eater along the far side
of our circular driveway, getting at the overgrown blackberry bushes that
grew underneath the thick, overgrown cedar trees that separated our
property from the empty one. I guess at one time it had been a cedar hedge
but they had grown into trees and the blackberry bushes had taken over. The
thick and deep brambles provided a good wall between our properties but
still we needed to keep them cut back or they'd overrun us too. I had
stopped to take a piss so my shorts and boxers were down below my balls. I
loved hanging my stuff out in the wind and since our property was pretty
much protected on 3 sides by woods it was pretty much private. I hadn't
seen the dog until he was right up next to me and all but sticking his nose
in my stuff. He stood there looking at me and as soon as my stream of piss
stopped he put his face up and took a swipe at my dick with his tongue.

I sort of jumped a little bit and turned to block him from my crotch but he
continued to wag his tail and show interest. Being an incredibly horny 15
year old I decided to let him sniff at me, which he did. I held my cock out
for him and he swiped at the head with his tongue and kept on licking. It
felt like an electric shock ran through my body. Christ on a crutch, that
felt good and needless to say, my dick started to get hard. He changed
targets and licked at my sac which was even more incredible and caused my
dick to practically go fully hard in record time. I really wanted to be
naked and Jack off so pulled my clothes back into place and headed for the
large shed where we kept our garden tools. I was surprised to see that the
dog followed me.

I went inside and when the dog kept on coming I closed the door behind
me. I quickly stripped off my shorts and boxers and set them on the riding
mower. There were a couple of windows in the outbuilding but I didn't
bother to cover them since we were in the middle of our property and it was
very unlikely that anyone would see me. I turned to face the dog, who
immediately began to lick my balls and the underside base of my cock.

I grasped onto my cock and began stroking myself with a vengeance. I'd
never done anything even remotely close to what I was doing right then and
my adolescent hormones were going crazy. It took less than a minute before
I started shooting out wads of sperm like fucking hose. My knees got weak
and I sank a good 6 inches as jet after jet of cum blasted out and landed
on the dogs head. I moved my cock after the 4th squirt and put it against
his lips and he began licking the spurting head, lapping my sperm up as
soon as it came out.

It finally slowed and then stopped and I was so high strung that I sat on
the fender of the mower. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to be
jangling. The dog wanted to get at me but I kept him away and he finally
just sat down put his head between his legs. It was then I saw that his
pink doggie cock was sticking about half way out of its sheath. Fuck, the
dog had gotten turned on by it. I thought about the ramifications of that
as he worked at licking his boner with tender loving care. I hated to let
the dog go but I couldn't keep him. I put my clothes back on and went
outside and as soon as we did the dogs' ears perked up and he took off
running back the way he'd come, obviously hearing something that I
didn't. As I stood there recovering from the best sperming I'd had in a
year, I hoped like fuck he would come back some day.

I waited for him but he didn't show and I have to say, my disappointment
was pretty big. He did show up on the third day, however, and for all
appearances seemed very glad to see me although I doubt he was as happy as
I was to see him. He came right up to me so I got to my knees and he licked
my face in greeting. I didn't know how else to greet him so I just let him
lick me. He finally stopped and put his face down between my legs and
sniffed. I was already getting hard so pulled the front of my shorts down
and my cock popped out. The dog began licking it right away. I tried to
lean over a little to see if his dick was coming out and sure enough it
was. I pushed him away and stood up, pulling my shorts-no underwear this
time- back into place and headed toward our shed. The dog walked along side
me so I patted him as we walked.

Inside the shed, I stripped naked in front of him and stood there while he
licked my cock and my balls, all the time his tail wagging away. I wondered
if he'd lick my asshole so turned and bent over and pulled my butt cheeks
open. I hadn't showered since that morning so I was sure that my stuff was
pretty ripe. The dog must have thought so too because he wasted no time
bathing my asshole as well as my balls with his big tongue. The feelings
were incredible. I finally stood back up and glanced down to see that he
had a hard on again. I knelt down beside him and reached out to grasp onto
his furry sheath and began to jack him off.

The dog started humping right away and before I knew he was shooting doggy
sperm out all over the floor of the shed. As soon as he was done I let go
and he plopped his ass on the floor and began washing himself while began
viciously jerking myself off. I tugged hard on my balls. As I jacked and he
licked I wondered what it would be like to suck the dog's cock and maybe
even have him cum in my mouth. Those thoughts took me over the edge and a
moment later I was rewarded with jets of warm sperm shooting out and
landing on the floor alongside the dog's watery sperm and on the dog's paw.

Like every other cum I'd ever had it was over too soon but like the one I'd
had last time with the dog this also left my body humming in the afterglow.
I let the dog clean me off although my cock head was too sensitive for him
to take more than one swipe. I finally got dressed and we left the shed and
once outside he took off again. And once again I waited for him the next
day but he didn't show and on the second day he was back. Cheerful as ever,
tail a wagging.

I headed for the shed before he got to me and when he came in I already had
my shorts off and my t-shirt was on its way. The dog came right over and
began licking my cock which I allowed for a moment or two before going over
and closing the door. I let the dog lick my cock and my balls some more
then bent over and opened my ass for him. He attacked it like it was meat,
licking everything from my tail bone to sac. I felt my heat level rising
rapidly which gave me the impetus to take things to the next level.

Reluctantly I took away his treat and turned to kneel beside him. I looked
under and saw that his cock was already starting to poke out so reached and
began stroking his sheath. The dog stood perfectly still and allowed me to
manipulate him and as I watched a good portion of his cock became
exposed. I got down under him and raised my head and guided his red missile
to my mouth. I licked all over it first, picking up a tangy but not
unpleasant taste, before placing my mouth over and sucking him. I continued
to jack him off as I sucked and he started humping. I felt his knot come
out of the sheath and he humped faster, fucking my mouth and before I knew
it he was squirting his sperm into me. It had a somewhat bitter taste but
it didn't stop me. I kept my mouth over his cock until he stopped squirting
and started to pull away from me.

I let the dog go and he promptly began washing his cock and I lay back on
the floor and promptly began jacking off with a vengeance. I thought about
my depravity, thought about how his cock had felt in my mouth what it had
been like having him fuck my mouth like a dog's pussy. And then I had the
first thought about having the dog fuck me. The thought of him driving his
fat cock into my ass with the same intensity that he'd fucked my mouth took
me over the edge.

"Oh God," I groaned. "I want you to fuck me," I said, looking at the dog
and loving how good it felt to actually say it. The first jet of cum
blasted up to my chest and the rest of them landed some where between there
and my moss. I was tugging on my balls as if to make them squirt more or
farther. I continued to jerk my dick until there was nothing left, and
still I milked it a couple of times just to be sure. The dog finished his
bath and came over, sniffed at my cock and started to lick it but the head
was way too sensitive for that so I covered it. Not to be put off the dog
sniffed out the rest of my sperm and began to lick it off my body.

The next couple of visits were much the same. Lick me, suck him jack us
both off. The idea of the dog fucking me brewed and I gave it a lot of
consideration, jacking off in my bedroom at night, so that when I decided
to actually do it I became single minded in it happening. As the dog
approached that day I got down on one knee to greet him. I put my arms
around his neck and hugged him, rubbing my face against his fur.

"Hey, Boy," I cooed softly to him. "Do you want to fuck me, boy? Do you
want to put your doggie boner in my ass?" I ran my hands up and down his
side. "I want you to fuck me, boy. I want you to fuck me like a bitch. I
want to feel you fuck me, boy. I want your doggie sperm in my ass." I had
discovered that talking sex stuff to myself when I was playing sexy help to
stimulate me; it helped me get hotter. I leaned back and looked him in the
eyes; let him lick my face a couple times. "Come on, boy, let's go fuck." I
stood up, immediately, adjusted my thoroughly hard young cock, and headed
toward the shed.

Inside the shed, I quickly stripped while the dog watched. I could see that
he was anticipating whatever was going to happen, that he knew my getting
naked was going to be fun for him, because his cock was already sticking
out. Since I'd already decided what the outcome was going to be, I wasn't
sure I wanted to do a whole of foreplay but figured the dog would need
something to get started.

I let him lick my cock, which of course he did happily. He went for my
balls too, covering every bit of the somewhat heavy sac. I finally stopped
him and dropped down alongside him and reached underneath to grasp onto his
sheath. He stood stock still as I gently stroked him, stopped a moment to
fondle his hairy balls, then went back to jacking him off. His cock got
fully hard pretty quickly and he started to move his hips. I thought about
sucking his cock but the urgency to get him to fuck me was at the top of my
"to do" list.  I stopped and turned around and got to my hands and knees
with my slender little ass in the air.

I had never offered the dog my ass from that position, had always just bent
over for him. He immediately put his face in there and began licking my
hole, washing it completely. He got the underside of my balls as well which
about made me faint from the feelings.

"Up, boy. I want you to fuck me. Up, boy." The dog knew what his job was,
that's for sure. He mounted me without fanfare and wrapped his paws around
my waist. He was already humping, poking around for my boy pussy. I was
contemplating reaching around to help him out and as I lifted one hand to
do just that he found the mark and rammed his cock in my ass and started
fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

The feelings were incredible. My ass was filled with him and the speed with
which he fucked me was amazing. "Oh yeah, boy," I said out loud. "Fuck me
good, boy, fuck me good." It was amazing how fast a dog could fuck. His
head was close to mine and I could easily feel his breath, his panting, as
he mated me, made me his bitch. I felt pressure against my hole and then
incredible pain. I didn't know what happened for a moment then realized
that the knot at the base of his cock and gone inside my ass. It felt like
it got bigger once it was inside of me and while it hurt, the pleasure of
his fucking me so good and so hard over rode it. The dog growled, more of a
rumble, and I knew that he was cumming, loading my ass with his doggie
sperm. I reached down underneath myself and grasped onto my cock and began
jacking off. Needless to say it only took half dozen jerks before I was
blasting sperm all over the shed's floor. By the time the 3rd jet of cum
shot out the dog had stopped moving. As my cock moved into dripping mode
the pain started to come back.

The dog started moving and I tried to still him but it didn't work. I
wondered what the fuck he was doing and after a second I realized he was
trying to turn around. I'd seen dogs knotted before but had never seen one
actually turn around. He finally managed it and while we both waited for
his knot to go down I thought about what it would be like if my mom
wandered in and saw her son hooked to dog. I knew she say "what are you
doing," knowing full well what I was doing. I'd had let a strange dog fuck
me.

The pain in my ass drew me back to the present. I let my upper body relax
downward and rested my head on my crossed arms. Waiting. It took a few
minutes, less than 5 but more than 2, but finally the dog pulled away from
me. I turned slowly and saw that he was busy washing his doggie dick. The
knot was still partially there and judging from its size I figured it was
like having a hardball shoved up my ass. My virgin ass. I got up slowly and
looked around for something to clean up with as I could feel liquid running
down my inner thigh. I looked down and it seemed clear, no blood, thank
God.

The dog finished his cleaning then came to me, probably expecting to clean
me up as well but there was no way I wanted anything near my asshole unless
I put it there. I decided I wanted to be alone, as in, I didn't need the
dog to hang around. He wasn't going to get anything more from me for
awhile. I decided to let him out then get his sperm cleaned up from ass and
where it dripped down my leg then go in the house and get a hand mirror
down there to check the damage. I opened the shed door and got the shock of
my life.

A boy was standing there. He seemed kind of tall and skinny. He had short
cut blonde hair and reminded me of Gilbert from the old Dennis the Menace
TV show except that this boy was wearing glasses with a gold colored metal
frame. Oh, and his hard cock was sticking up out of the fly hole of his
jeans. The dog hurried out to greet him and of course went straight for
boys' rock hard cock and the boy didn't stop him. He allowed the dog to
lick him but his eyes remained glued to mine. Well, mostly, because they
also took in my cock which was now in full repose.

"Nice cock," he said, his voice still slightly high pitched. "So, how did
you like it, getting fucked by a dog?" There was nothing in his voice that
indicated anger or any real feeling other than interest. He might have
asked how I liked a football game.

"It's hot isn't, having a dog fuck you. They're so focused on the task of
breeding. And fast! Oh my god they can fuck fast. The big problem is that
it's over way to soon. Boys are much slower, take more time, draw things
out, don't you think?" I didn't really have an answer for him. After all,
there I was, totally naked and having just gotten fucked by his dog, and he
knew it.  He pushed the dog away and stepped forward extending his hand,
cock still fully hard.

"I'm Gilbert," he said with a smile, "Like the character on the old Leave
It to Beaver Show." So, the similarity was noticeable to others as
well. "Actually," he went on, "It's Gilbert Junior. My dad is Gilbert
too. And you're Josh." It wasn't a question. I shook his hand and nodded my
head.

"Getting tied hurts like a mother fucker at first but you get used to it,"
he said, somewhat clinically. "If you want to go in the house I'll check it
out for you, help you get it cleaned up and put some medicine on it." He
fumbled in his jeans pocket and pulled out a little bottle of
something. "Probably don't want to stand around like this in case the
neighbors might see you."

There weren't any that could see. The property at the back of our house was
woods, owned by an old man with a walker who didn't wander around on his
property. Besides, the property dropped down over a hill. There were no
other neighbors that could see us where we stood. In any case I was a
little fascinated by the boy, Gilbert Jr. so said okay. I grabbed my shorts
and slipped them on, snagged my t-shirt and put my feet into my flip flops
and went out, closing the door behind me. When I went back out I saw that
the boy had put his cock away although his jeans were now unsnapped,
allowing the flesh underneath his boxers a little extra room.

He followed me onto the deck where I left my flip flops and he kicked off
his shoes, then into the house and into my bedroom. "Where's your
bathroom," he asked and I directed him through a door into my private
bathroom. He went in and came back with a wad of toilet paper. "Take your
shorts off and lay face down on the edge of your bed."

I looked at him as if he were a little crazy. I wasn't quite prepared to
hang my asshole out for inspection by a complete stranger. Gilbert
suspected my reticence.

"Look Josh; I just watched you suck my dog off, let my dog eat out your ass
then fuck you. That doesn't include what I've watched you do with Dandy
over the past 2 weeks. Don't you think it's a little late for play the shy
boy?"

The kid had a point although I was curious about why he'd been watching
me. I dropped my shorts and did as the boy asked, watching him over my
shoulder. He dropped to his knees and peeled one cheek open. "There's a
little blood and a little tear but it'll heal pretty quick."  He proceeded
to gently wipe my asshole.

"Why have you been watching me Gilbert," I asked him. He said that it
mostly an accident, that Dandy had wandered off and he'd gone looking for
the dog.

"I saw you through the trees when you let him lick your dick then wander
off with Dandy in tow. Well, I was sure about what was going to happen, so
I followed behind and peeked through a corner of the side window in your
shed." I felt him rub something around my hole then it seemed to get warm,
almost hot. I asked him what the hell he'd put in there and he said it was
a medicine that his dad had created for small wounds on his animals but it
was fine to use on humans too.

"There, you're done," Gilbert said then patted my ass. I rolled over onto
my back propped up on my elbows. He sat next to me, looking at my dick
which was now hanging between my legs and resting on my balls.

"You got a pretty nice cock ya know. I wouldn't mind sucking it for you." I
raised an eyebrow and he only laughed. "I like doing stuff with dogs but
boys are different, more caring, last longer, they can suck back and they
kiss. It's a toss up."

"You do stuff with dogs?" I asked him, realizing it was a stupid
question. He nodded his head and said all the time. "What about boys?" He
smiled.

"Whenever I can."  I was looking at his face as we talked. He was pretty
cute that's for sure. Light blond hair sort of tight on the sides and
longer on top. He had pretty blue eyes and his face was smooth and a little
red on the cheeks, something I'd seen in blondes before. His face was a
little on the round side, not fat or anything but more like a boy who was
between being a boy and growing up.

"How old are you," I asked him. He was 14, was in middle school. "Tall for
your age," I said. He nodded his head. I'd wondered why I hadn't seen him
on the school but that explained it. I was in high school so different
buses.

"I live over on Stratton. Our place is the house that looks like a red barn
and the woods." I shook my head. I never wandered over that way, no reason
to.

"So, you want me to suck your dick?" I looked at him, again with a raised
eyebrow. "I'm pretty good at it, Josh." What boy doesn't want a blow job,
so I nodded my head but added.

"I feel sort of stupid being the only one with my cock hanging out
Gilbert." He laughed and started to lift up enough to get his jeans down
under his butt and at the same time asking when my mother was going to be
home. When I told him he said, "Plenty of time." Then he stood up and
dropped his boxers.

Soft, the boy was hung nicely enough, maybe six inches, and I saw that he
was uncircumcised which I hadn't noticed before. His moss was a tidy but
thick patch of Sandy colored hair that didn't extend down onto his balls
which were as soft and smooth as a cue ball and were at a moderate hang. He
put his down and grasped onto his cock and pulled it downward as if trying
to smooth out the wrinkles. When he let go I could see that wrinkles were
in the process of becoming smoothed out.

With his clothing down around his ankles Gilbert sat back down and took
hold of my soft dick and fondled it for a second. "They feel so different
when they're soft. Feel different in the mouth too," he added then leaned
down and put it in his mouth.

I had never had my dick sucked. I'd wanted to but it had never
happened. One of my best friends and I had jacked off together, maybe a
half dozen times, and I'd enjoyed that tremendously, and we sorta kinda
danced around the issue of sucking each other off, but it had never
happened. Trent was a really cute boy too and I'd wanted to put his dick in
my mouth but he was scared to death of turning gay cuz he had a cousin who
was gay that got teased mercilessly by his father and kids at school. So,
as much as I wanted to do it I didn't press him and there I was with a cute
boy on the end of my dick blowing life into it. And it felt really, really
great.

My cock started to get hard right off the bat. Gilbert sucked the shit out
of it and used his fingers to try and stroke it, which is difficult with a
soft cock. It got easier in about 30 seconds, and by that time, the cute
blonde boy was taking a good half of me into his mouth. Half of me was just
under 4 inches, my dick having been 7 and 14/16th inches long the last time
I'd measure it. I was really hoping for 8 and if I pressed the ruler into
the flesh of my pubic bone I could get 8 but it didn't seem honest to
me. Imagine that, a boy had a stiffie and a conscious at the same time.

Gilbert stroked me a little bit as he sucked then let his hand slide down
and cup my nuts and wiggled his fingers around as he did it. A shiver of
feeling shot through my body and I heard myself moan softly. He took his
mouth off my cock and held it upright and licked all over the head. His
head was turned so I could see his smooth face as he licked. His eyes were
closed and the expression on his smooth face was one of pleasure. This boy
knew how to suck dick and loved doin it. He surprised me by opening his
eyes. Well sort of, cuz they were still about half closed. He was licking
the underside of my cock up along the rim of the head.

"Do you like it Josh," he asked and it seemed to me that his voice was
lower than before.

I nodded my head. "Yeah I do. I'd like to try doin it to you though."
Gilbert let go of me immediately and lay back on his side facing me.

"I was hoping you'd say that. Have you ever done it before, sucked a boy's
cock?" I shook my head. "It's easy." He told me what to do then lay back
propped up on his elbows. I turned around and leaned over his
lap. Gilberts' legs were splayed open so his balls were at full hang,
resting against his body. His cock was beautiful to me, strong and proud,
the half covered head pointing to his chin. I took hold of it and slid the
foreskin down and let go then admired the shape of it, the curves of the
underside of his cock head. Even though I owned one I never really got to
see it from this perspective and certainly had never had a chance to even
look at an uncircumcised cock let alone play with it. I could see the thing
move slightly with each beat of his young heart before I reached out and
grasped onto it and pulled it upright. It was warm and hard in my hand and
the skin felt different than skin on other part of a body. I leaned my head
down, opened my mouth wide and took the head inside my mouth, then closed
down.

The feelings of having a boys' cock in my mouth for the first time was
almost as incredible as having Gilbert put mine in his mouth. I let my lips
take in the feel and the warmth of it, let my tongue move across the head
discovering how different that felt. And then I began moving, taking a
little more of him inside then pulling my head back. I felt Gilbert's hand
at the back of my head, his fingers ruffling my hair. He wasn't pushing on
it or anything, just sort of letting me know he was there.

I bobbed my head, my lips gripping his rigid shaft. I slid his foreskin up
and took it between my lips and explored it a little bit before pulling it
back down.  My tongue was working at the head, licking off precum when my
head up and the edges when my head was down. I tried to stroke him as I
sucked but my focus was on sucking him. That would change over time. I did
feel his balls, though, and was kind of surprised at how soft and velvety
like the skin felt. I kind of liked playing with his balls better than
jacking him. My mouth ended up getting sore so I had to stop, telling
Gilbert why.

"It gets easier with practice, so I guess I'll have to be available to help
you practice." He said it with a grin but I knew he meant it. I said
okay. "You've never seen a boy's uncut dick before either, huh?" I shook my
head. Again the grin.  "Looks like we have a lot of ground to cover."

"Meanwhile I kind of need to cum and get home," he said, "do you have any
lube?" I gave him a blank look cuz I didn't know what he was talking
about. "Something slippery." I got up and went into my bathroom and came
back with a tube of hair gel that I'd used from time to time. I still had
my t-shirt on so my cock was sticking out from under it, bobbing in the air
as I walked.

"I really like your dick Josh," he said as I approached the bed where he
was sitting. I stood before him and handed him the tube. He took it then
reached out for my cock and put his mouth over it again and began sucking
me where I stood. He put his hands on my ass and gently pulled and pushed
so I got the idea and started to fuck his mouth. Goddamn that felt so
fucking good. He finally stopped and grabbed the bottle again.

"That'll do. You never used lube to Jack off before?" I shook my head. "Oh
man Josh, I got a lot of stuff to teach you," he said, shooting me another
grin. He poured some gel in his hand and reached over to where I was
sitting and took hold of my cock and stroked up over the head.

"Holy fuck," I moaned. The feelings were incredible. He stroked me a couple
of times then asked if I'd be willing to do him. I nodded my head. He
poured some gel into my hand and before I took hold of his cock and began
stroking it, he pulled his foreskin all the way down. Then he went back to
stroking cock. So there we were, 2 teenage boys sitting next to each other
on a bed jacking each other off. I had never done that before either so it
was pretty exciting.  It didn't take long before I was ready to cum and I
told him so. That only seemed to spur him on, and a moment later, I cried
out, "Off the head, off the head!"

Gilbert did as I asked, and seconds later a glob of cum shot into the air
and some of it landed on Gilbert's wrist while the rest landed on me. A
couple more globs popped out, but since I'd cum not long before it mostly
oozing cream that ran down over the boy's fingers then bounced off into my
fuzz. I continued to jack Gilbert off, but my energy was running low. He
seemed to understand that and gently pushed my hand away and went to town
and a moment later he flopped backwards on the bed and quickly pulled his
shirt up. He had managed to get his foreskin back up so it was sliding back
and forth over his cock head.  I admired the flatness of his belly for a
second before he groaned, moved his skin back down before a wad of sperm
shot out and landed on his belly button. There were 2 more little jets of
the stuff then, like me, his cock just oozed out cum which dripped down
onto his pubic bone. The expression on his smooth face was one of ecstasy.

While Gilbert was recovering from his sperming, I got up and headed toward
the bathroom and my laundry basket. "Ya got a nice ass, too," he called
after me. I stopped and wiggled it a little bit then went into the bathroom
and came back with a dirty t-shirt, wiping my cum off as I went. I handed
it Gilbert when I was done and he went through the grooming process too.

"Ya got some stuff in your pubes," he said. I looked down then sat on the
bed next to him and began trying to pick out the cum that rolled into
little balls when I tried to clean it up. "I hate it when that happens. I
finished then lay back on the bed alongside him.

"Did you like doing that, sucking me I mean, cuz I know you liked getting
sucked." I nodded my head. He asked if it had been my first time, and again
I nodded my head. "So, what do you say to fucking me?" I was a little
shocked and apparently it showed on my face. "It's no big deal ya know," he
laughed. "So, do ya?"

What the fuck could I say to that except yes, so I did.

"Maybe you could spend the weekend at our farm over by Littleton. I think
we could have a lot of fun."

"You have a house and a farm?" He nodded his head. The family had a 375
acre farm that had been in the family for over 100 years. They had the
house in town mostly, so Gilbert could go to middle school at McKinley.

"My mom home schools us but I really want to be able to do sports and
McKinley has an accelerated math program which, I don't mind saying, I'm a
genius at." I laughed.

"And modest, too." He agreed with me

"So? Do you want to spend the weekend with us, with me?" The front door
closing shocked the hell out of me.

"Shit, my mom's home." Both Gilbert and I jumped, he, to pull his clothes
in place and me, to pull my shorts and t-shirt on. I grabbed the cummed
t-shirt and the gel and threw them toward my bathroom door. A second later
my mom was at my door.

"Josh, there's a dog..." and then she saw Gilbert and stopped, a little
surprised to see someone in my room.

"That's Dandy mom, Gilbert's dog. This is Gilbert," I said pointing to the
boy.

"Hello Mrs. Hill," he said and I all but stared at him. I never told him my
name. "I have to get going Josh," he said to me and started toward the
door.

"I'll walk you home Gilbert." My mom intervened and reminded me that we
were having dinner with her sister and we were going to leave right
away. I'd totally forgotten.  "I'll walk you out to the driveway then,"
said, told my mom I'd be right back. Out on the deck Gilbert slipped into
his sneakers and as we headed off toward the front of the house he said,

"Well, do you want to spend the weekend?" I nodded my head and he smiled. I
told him I'd have to ask and I'd call him but he said he'd call me because
he probably had a better head for numbers than I did. I shrugged my
shoulders and gave it to him then said,

"How did you know my name?" He shot me the grin again, an expression that I
was beginning to like.

"I know a lot of things. What time can I call you?" I told him to try at 9,
he said cool and headed off, whistling shrilly for his dog. who came
pouring around the other side of the house. I watched them trot out my
driveway and into the next one, disappearing behind the trees that blocked
the view of the property. I shook my head in wonderment then headed into
the house. It was going to be a boring dinner.

"Who was that boy Josh, I don't think I've met him before?" My mom was
coming out of her bedroom after having changed clothes and was being "a
mom".

"He lives over on Stratton." She wanted to know how I met him, what did his
parents do. I rolled my eyes, a typical teenage behavior designed to shut
down the inquisition, for that is precisely what it was.

"At school mom," I said, smoothly lying to her, "and I don't know what his
parents do. It's not important to a kid." My tone of voice clued her in,
and in a conciliatory tone, I informed her that he was a math genius,
although I had no proof of that.

"Well then," she said with a grin, "that's the kind of friend you need." I
wasn't mathematically challenged but close to it. "He's a nice looking
boy," she added off handedly.

 I lied to her again. "I hadn't noticed."

 In the car on the way to the restaurant I told her that Gilbert had
invited me to go out to their family farm by Littleton. Of course that
prompted the question of why two houses. I told her what Gilbert had told
me, emphasizing the accelerated math class which I knew would have some
influence. She wanted to know how long I'd known him. I shot her a "look."

"93 days, 5 hours, and 44 minutes. No wait, 46 minutes, maybe 47." She got
the point but had to say I didn't need to be a smart ass. I reminded her I
was a kid and didn't pay attention to stuff like that.

"Well you're my child. I worry about you."

"I'm not that much of a kid."

Dinner was uneventful although I do like Chinese food, so it wasn't
horrible. My mom and my aunt talked about my aunt's latest failed
relationship, as common as the change of seasons, and I thought about my
afternoon.

Getting fucked by the dog had been an incredible experience. Sucking his
big red cock had made me as hot as I'd ever been. Having that knot shoved
in my ass had hurt like a mother fucker. Cock sucking had been fun too,
both ways. The night after I'd first let him lick my dick and jacked off I
had wondered what the hell was wrong with me for having a sexual
relationship with a goddamn dog, especially knowing that I wanted to keep
doing stuff with him. Getting caught and then hearing Gilbert talk about it
like he did helped relieve the feelings about being a sicko and also made
the entire process more intriguing. Hearing Gilbert talk about it like he
did, as well as comparing dogs to boys, was even more exciting.

I relived the afternoon's events, thought about how it had felt while Dandy
was driving his doggy boner in and out of my ass, his hot breath right
behind my head, his paws holding me tightly as he fucked me like a bitch. I
loved it; I wanted to do it again. And my dick got ragingly hard. Seeing
Gilbert's hard cock, an uncircumcised one at that, then getting to suck him
off had been another highlight and watching him cum was right there at the
top of the fun list.

"I have to go the bathroom," I said and stood up, tugging my t-shirt down
over the front of my jeans to hide the bulge that I knew would be there. My
mom and my aunt continue talking.

Thankfully there was no one else in the men's room and I went into the
farthest stall and quickly dropped my jeans and underwear and sat down. My
cock was standing up between my legs like a periscope and I gazed at it
lovingly for a second before I grasped on to it and began to love myself. I
would have preferred to be in my bed, naked, legs spread wide open and
doing the deed. On the other hand, I was in a fog of hotness that needed
attention right now, and besides, jacking off in public and the risk of
getting caught created another level of excitement.

In my mind's eye I saw myself in the shed on my hands and knees with Dandy
fucking me like there was no tomorrow. I saw it from Gilbert's point of
view and wondered what it would be like to witness the dog fucking him. I
felt my balls start to tingle and quickly grabbed a wad of toilet paper and
placed it over the head of my dick, the precum and my fingers hold it in
place a little bit. I really loved watching my cock erupt, shooting globs
or even streams of sperm out onto my belly but I didn't want the hassle of
cleaning up the mess. I felt myself get closer and as my cock thickened
against my hand, the bathroom door opened but there was nothing I could do
to stop things. I stroked slower as if milking the sperm up out of my
cock. My head went backwards as the incredible feelings of cumming washed
through my 15 year old body. I heard the urinal flush about the same time
that my cock head became sensitive to the toilet paper being there. The wad
had started to fall off due to the flood of sperm underneath it, and as my
orgasm subsided, I put my fingers back to keep it in place.  The bathroom
door opened and closed.

I pulled the spermy wad of paper off and dropped it into the bowl, lifting
my ass to do so. I got more paper and continued to clean my cock head,
doing so gently due to its extreme sensitivity. After discarding it I tried
to lean back a little and shoved my other hand down between my legs to play
with my balls, gently squeezing and tugging on them. I still had my other
hand wrapped around my cock but it was dwindling rapidly, probably due to
the fact that it was the 3rd time in less than 2 hours that I'd used it.

I flushed the toilet, stood up, and pulled my clothing into place then went
out and washed my hands, drying them as the door opened. I looked in the
mirror next to me and saw a boy about 13 or 14 coming in. He glanced at me
and the expression I saw seemed a little sneaky to me. He hesitated only
briefly but kept going and although it was only a micro second, I saw that
his hand was at the front of his slacks. He went into the stall that I had
just vacated and I smiled to myself. I wasn't the only boy in need.

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