Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2015 12:05:53 -0500 From: Benjamin Thurmond Subject: "Barnyard Fun" This is a fantasy scene from an old video series, "The Donut Repair Club It does not reflect the sexuality of the characters intended by the original creators, nor of the actors in the series. It is a fantasy. If this material is illegal in your area or if it is offensive to you then leave now. This story is to be posted only on the Nifty Archive and its sister sites. It should not be reposted without the expressed written consent of the author. Please remember that the Nifty Archive is a free site for all readers and authors but it would not be possible without donations from its patrons. All donations are welcome and every bit helps keep this archive free to the public. Take a few minutes to follow the link: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The writer expresses appreciation to those who have written in the past, and in particular to the one friend who has given encouragement to submit this. ~ Barnyard Fun ~ "This is so boring," eleven year old Jonathon muttered. "Yeah," agreed his nine year old friend, Andy. The two were wandering around the farm location where their latest episode of The Donut Repair Club was filmed. A few hours of free time was their reward for a job well done before dinner and returning home. Jonathon, being older and more experienced than Andy, thought there might have been more to the long period they had without adult supervision. His voice dropped to a near whisper as he smiled at the younger boy, "Did you see that Mr. Evans went off with Ms. Biggs?" Mr. Evans was the host of the show they were filming and Ms. Biggs was the director. Even though Andy had an idea where Jonathon might go with this, he simply said, "Yeah...so?" "I'll be they're doin' it," he grinned. "You mean..." Andy stopped and thrust his young hips forward. Being good and innocent boys, they would never think of using words like fuck. "Yep. I'll be she's feeling real good bout now!" Jonathon said knowingly. The two giggled and walked along. They were still in their clothes from the filming. Both were wearing white, knee-length bibs, and different color tank tops. Andy was wearing red with a yellow bandana, while Jonathon wore a dark blue shirt and light blue bandana. Most people would often call them "cute," which, being boys, the two would hate. Those that wouldn't say anything were probably lusting after the boys' soft, pre-teen bodies. Neither Jonathon or Andy yet understood why they would. Yet... Andy would look up at his older friend in admiration. Not many eleven year olds paid attention to younger kids. He hoped that someday he'd be as tall as Jonathon. Andy looked in the distance and saw a work-barn. Being curious, he pointed and said, "Hey, let's see what's in there!" "Okay," Jonathon said, and the two ran toward the structure. They walked through the large open doors and were awed by a tractor and other pieces of equipment. The space was shadowed and quiet. Quiet, except for strange sounds that came from a room at the far side of the barn. The boys looked at each other. "What's that?" Andy whispered. "I don't know. It sounds like someone's hurting," Jonathon replied. The two walked quietly toward the room. The door was open just a little and a light was shining from inside. The moaning sound they heard was a little louder, and there were whisperings, mixed in, words Andy had never heard before, and Jonathon only in passing. "Fuck...take it, little slut...you know you want this big dick...always have..." And the moaning continued: "Ugh...ugh...ugh..." The boys looked in through the opening. It took a moment to realize what was happening. First, they recognized Becky, one of the eleven year old girls from the program. She was lying on her back on an old, small couch. Then they realized the girl was not just missing the glasses she usually wore - she didn't have her clothes on! As she lay with her head thrown back, the boys realized she was the one they heard moaning. But, why was Jason, the camera man, on top of her? He didn't have his clothes on either! Jonathon suddenly grasped why Jason was thrusting his hips; what he was pushing into Becky. Then Andy realized that she was moaning in rhythm each time Jason pushed. He was pushing his penis into her. Jason and Becky were doing it! Jonathon, of course, already knew a little about this, but didn't understand what it looked like. He realized all of a sudden that his own...thing...was hard. Even though Andy had less comprehension than Jonathon, he could tell that Jason and Becky seemed to be having fun. It was all so confusing! Unconsciously, he drew closer to Jonathon, pressing his head against his friend's upper arm. Jonathon, without thinking, put his arm around the nine year old, holding him close. They listened as Jason continue to whisper, "Oh, fuck, baby...you are so tight...so fuckin' tight...feels so good...been wantin' this for a long time...take it..take my dick..." The two boys started to back up from the door, but then stopped as something blocked them. Jonathon was confused because he knew there shouldn't be anything behind them. Turning, they saw it was two men; two really big men. They towered over the pre-teen boys. One was white, the other Hispanic. Both were seasoned farm hands who were built stronger than the tractors and combines they drove. They quickly put their large hands over the boys' mouths and held them still. "You like what you see, muchacho?" the Hispanic asked as the boys were spun around to look at Jason begin to fuck the young girl hard. "Me and Bill, we set that up. The man, he promise us a turn with the culo when he's finished, if we let him use her in there." "While we're waiting, though," the white guy added, "You two should be a lot of fun!" He caressed Andy's cheek. "So soft...it looked like you're really hot for your boyfriend here." "Wha...we're not..." Jonathon began. "Shut the fuck up," the white guy said roughly. "We saw you two hugging." The Hispanic squeezed Andy's shoulders. "Why don't you get down on your knees?" It wasn't a request, and Andy realized it. He knelt down. The man grabbed Jonathon by the strap of his bibs and pulled him in front of Andy. The white guy grabbed the little boy's hand and put it on Jonathon's crotch as he said, "Feel it...feel your buddy's dick." Jonathon gasped as Andy pressed against his young cocklet. He knew he didn't have much there, but this was beginning to feel good. "Get it out...pull his dick out..." The white man ordered Andy. The nine year old's hands shook as he tried to unzip the bibs Jonathon was wearing, but he soon successfully lowered the zipper completely. Reaching in he felt a hardening tube. Andy's heart beat loudly as he realized it was Jonathon's cock. Pulling the underwear down and under the prick, he managed to pull it out. Almost three inches of a smooth boy cock poked out from the bibs. "Suck it." The Hispanic whispered. Andy obeyed without hesitating. Jonathon gasped as he felt Andy's mouth close over his young, virgin penis. The two men smiled at each other, then the white man placed one hand on the back of Andy's head and the other on Jonathon's tight boy ass and pushed the two together. Andy suddenly realized that his nose was inside his friend's bibs. He was inhaling Jonathon's boy-sweat from the day's work and was aroused by it. Andy's own nine year old pricklet became hard and he grabbed hold of the older boy's thighs as his tongue wrapped around the cock inside his mouth. Jonathon groaned again. He couldn't believe the sensations he was feeling! His young male instinct kicked in and he knotted his fingers in Andy's wavy hair and begin to thrust in and out of the boy's mouth. "That's it, little man," said the white man. "Fuck his face. Go on..." Jonathon saw, but barely realized, that the two men were opening up their jeans and pulling out the longest, hairiest cocks he ever imagined. Andy was almost in shock as the two began stroking those dicks, then laid the cock heads just under his eyes. "Man, if we shoot now..." the Hispanic began, "It means we take longer with the slut in there," the white guy finished. The Hispanic pushed the eleven year old back. Jonathon was a little resentful, but watched as the man grabbed a fistful of Andy's hair and making the boy look up, pushed his thick cock head into the nine year old's mouth. His first thought was that it was so much bigger than Jonathon's! Andy began to gag as the meaty dick filled his mouth and pushed toward his throat. "Madre de...culo..." he heard the Hispanic mutter. Andy wasn't sure what it meant, but was sure he was supposed to try to suck this man like he did his friend. Jonathon watched as Andy clutched at the man's thighs and tried to suck. With each thrust, the man's heavy nuts swung against the young boy's chin. The eleven year old realized that although Andy's face was red, his eyes were tearing up, and sometimes he tried uselessly to push the man back, there was something that said, "I like this...I like sucking...I like being used..." And Jonathon knew he liked having Andy suck him. He wanted Andy to suck him again. The preteen saw the white man step forward close enough that he could rest his cock on Andy's face while he yanked back and forth on the long tube. There was a sudden understanding about what the older boy's called, "jacking off." Andy felt the Hispanic hold him tighter. Too tight. And the other man kept smacking his face with his thing. "Ooooohhhh..." the Hispanic breathed heavily. "Feed the little pig," the other man whispered. "Feed me what???" Andy thought to himself. "Auggh...auuughhh...auuuugggghhh..." Andy felt the cock in his mouth swell even more, and he gagged again. He realized his mouth was filling with a thick fluid. There was a sweet and sour taste to it. He was sure it wasn't pee, but what was it? Then Andy choked. Jonathon saw that Andy's face was very red and that he slapped at the man's thighs harder. "Fuuuuccckkk! Make the pig take it!" the white man said. Jonathon had no idea what was happening as a thick, whitish fluid suddenly burst from between Andy's lips and the man's thick shaft. It dripped down his cheek and onto his shirt. Then some of the same white stuff shot from the boy's nostril. In the next moment, the white man tensed up, and holding his dick in hand ropes of the white fluid flung across Andy's face. The young church boy was covered in it. "What the fuck...?" A voice startled Jonathon, but only just caught the attention of the two men using Andy. It was Jason, the camera man. He went on to say, "Looks like we have more than one slut on this show!" The white man simply said, "Too bad we don't have time to check out the others!" "I'm going to do my best," Jason smiled. "Didn't know I had a gold mine in front of me." "Never mind that," the Hispanic interrupted. "Let me at the little cunt." "Go ahead," Jason said, nodding at Becky. "I got her warmed up for you." Jonathon and Andy watched as the big man walked over to the young girl. Shoving his jeans down a little more, he climbed over her and pushed her legs apart. Andy thought she had a look on her face that said, "Again?" But he couldn't tell if that was good or bad. His attention was diverted then as Jason grabbed him by the neck and started scooping the cum off his face with his finger. Andy was startled as Jason started sticking his sticky finger into his mouth, ordering him, "Eat it." Jonathon watched what was going on at the couch, realizing that his little wanger was hard again. The Hispanic was between her feet and reaching down was sliding his finger across her tight little cunt. Even from where he stood, Jonathon could see that it was moist. Really wet. Dripping even. Becky moaned and closed her eyes as the man inserted his finger. Reaching up with the other hand, he fingered and squeezed her nipple. "Little whore like this, doesn't she," he muttered. Jonathon continued to watch wide-eyed, ignoring what Jason was doing to his friend. The way Jason was stripping the boy of his bibs. He was too focused on the Hispanic positioning his thick cock head at her slit. Becky moaned as he began to stretch those lips apart... "Ohhhhh..." As the head disappeared into her, Becky moaned even louder... "Ohhhhhaaauuuuggghhh!" Then the man was beginning to lay over her and as more of the shaft sank inside her body, she groaned... "UGGGGHHHHH!!!" The Hispanic's swarthy body was completely over the little girl now, thrusting his hips back and forth, muttering unknown words in Spanish. Jonathon hardly noticed the white man had stepped up behind him and put his hands on the boy's shoulders. He was squeezing lightly as he whispered, "Fucking hot, isn't it?" Jonathon nodded and thought to himself, "So that's how it's done." He didn't even realize the snaps on the bibs were being undone until they slipped down his body. He started to move away, then realized he was held in place by the man's arm, as the other hand swept down his body and across his young crotch. The boy wasn't sure he liked this as the man then squeezed his butt cheeks and began to push the underwear down. "Jose's going to take his time with your little friend, and Jason is busy with the other pig," he nodded toward Andy, "so I guess it's you and me." With that he completely pulled Jonathon from the room and over to an industrial mower. He threw the eleven year old up and over the wheel, laying him across it. Jonathon didn't even have time to think about what was happening as he felt the adult finger begin probing his most private place. He twisted slightly as the man leaned down to spit on his butt and work the spit inside him. Then it occurred him that he was going to be used like Becky. He tried to push himself up, but couldn't get any leverage. Instead he felt the plum shaped cock head begin to press against his tight hole. "Let's get that rosebud open, kid," was the man's comment. There was a searing white pain as the "rosebud" gave way under the pressure. "AHHHHHH!!!" Jonathon gasped. He was paralyzed as the intruder worked its way in. All he could do was clutch at the tire as he heard the man groan. "Aw, shit...so tight...so fuckin...tight! Take it...take my fuckin' cock..." Just when Jonathon thought he would pass out, though, something else happened. He wasn't sure where the sensation was coming from, but it made his little pricklet inflate. And as the man began rocking back and forth, he found it...almost pleasurable. "Ohhhhh..." the boy moaned again, this time because something almost like an electric shock was working its way through his preteen body. "That's it...little slut...take it...little fucker..." The voice speaking wasn't the man though, glancing over to the side, Jonathon saw his younger friend, Andy, being fucked by Jason. They were down on the ground. Andy was on all fours like a dog, with Jason's arm wrapped under him. From inside the room, there was the sound of a big Hispanic man getting his nut off in a little girl. Then of a white man unloading his cum in the ass of an eleven year old boy, while another man pulled out of a ten year old boy and turning him over emptied his load onto the kid's face... *** A few hours later the mini-bus was heading back to Dallas with its precious cargo of children ranging in age from five to eleven years. Most of the kids were jabbering, but had any of the chaperons really looked they would have seen three of the older kids being unusually quiet. In fact, the two boys seemed to be a little uncomfortable in their seats, while the girl was frequently adjusting her panties. In another van the crew cameraman was talking with an assistant about opportunities for fun...