Date: Mon, 4 Sep 2023 16:22:09 -0600 From: Bill Baker Subject: Brian's Tale, The Farm, Chapter 3, Gay Adult-Youth Reader Warning: This story contains graphic sexual scenes between males older and younger than 18. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states, and some countries, you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, by the author, without the consent of the author or his designated legal staff. Remember unprotected sex is dangerous, always practice safe sex. Don't forget to donate to Nifty. Help keep these stories free and available! Support Nifty. Do you like it or not, any suggestions? Let me know ... boatsonbill@gmail.com Last Time: So, Tuesday morning Brian had the wires holding his jaw in place partially removed and the nylon brace fitted, then we were both discharged into the care of Howie and sons. On the way to their house Terry pointed out the cheese factory where all of their milk was sold too, as we turned off the main road. So, you live on a dairy farm, I asked? Yes of course didn't anyone tell you that? The farm has been in our family for three generations now. Cool, I said and I've never been on a dairy farm before. The Farm, 03 We parked in the driveway in front of a fairly large brick house, Howie said I'll get you in side then I have to go to the barn and catch up on my work. We walked into the kitchen Terry said that's our bathroom between Brian and My bedrooms I have a day bed in my room that you can use. Dad went to the station and packed up what civilian cloths of yours they could find. Its mostly sweats and track cloths. What size shoes do you ware Terry asked me? 9 and a ½ or ten I said. Good we have some rubber boots out back that will fit you, and heavy socks you can wear too. Brien go lay down in your room till dad gets back from the barn, you look like you're going to fall down or something Patrick, come with me and crash on the day bed in my room for a while. After I stretched out on the day bed. Terry came back into his room after making sure Brian was in bed and said shit that won't work your taller than the bed is long, here get in bed over here, it's a California queen size, I was told it's extra long, I guess. I don't want to take your bed I said to Terry. You're not, we can share for a while, Uncle always slept here when he stayed, Terry said. Well as long as it's alright with your dad it's Ok with me I said. Cool, Terry said. Terry went out to the milking barn to help his dad. I pulled on some black nylon jogging shorts, lay there for a while, then the door from the bathroom opened and I heard Brian say, are you asleep, Patrick are you asleep? Not yet I said do you need something? I had a really bad dream I was lost in the dark and nobody came looking for me. I looked over at the skinny long blond-haired boy wearing only some kind of bright orange stretchy underwear, and the stark white nylon brace the doctor said he had to have on for two weeks, and noticed him limping a little. I got scared he said. Come on over here I said do you want to sleep on Terry's bed for a while? Can you make it up here with that stiff leg? Yes please, he said as he crawled onto the bed snuggling up to me. He was trembling, are you cold I asked? No Just scared he said. Here crawl under the covers, I said, I won't let anything happen to you, I need to cover up myself anyway. He was soon asleep. I heard Terry and Howie come into the kitchen so I got up, shaking off a slight dizzy feeling, pulled on a sweatshirt, opened the door from Terry's room as Howie was opening Brian's room. He's in here I said, he had a bad dream, so I let him crawl into bed with me, hope that was alright, he was trembling so bad, I needed to do something. If I may suggest you should have him sleep with you for a couple of nights till he gets over being scared, the little guy has been through a lot this week. Good Idea Howie said. Then we heard a panicked voice call out, where is everybody. I opened Terry's door saying, out in the kitchen, come on get up and join us. Ok I got to piss first. You might try the bathroom I said, I don't think Terry would like you using his bed for that. Your silly He giggled, as he ran into the bathroom, I think he forgot to limp. We were sitting at the kitchen table when Brian came out of the bathroom, only wearing his tight streach undies and neck brace, this time he was noticeably limping. Oh, I forgot to warn you my boys run around like that a lot, especially out in the back yard. Don't be surprised if they are naked most of the night after their showers, we watch a movie or Tv before they hit the sac. Thanks for the warning I said. We sat at the table and had a long talk about what happened and many other things. Brian's uncle usually took one of the boys with him to check his crab pots just off the coast of the river, he had been doing it for years and everything had worked out fine till last week. Howie told the boys that their uncle's ashes were to be interned in the towns VA cemetery on that coming Saturday, and asked them if it was alright if I went with them. Brian looked shocked as he crawled into my lap saying of course Pat can come, he's part of our family now, isn't he? Yes, I guess he is Howie said. Cool Terry said, really cool, I always wanted an big brother I turned to Howie and asked If you will drive me to the station, I can get my uniform and wear it to the funerial. Thank you I would like that; do you have a car? No not yet, but I do have my 750 motorcycle parked at the station. Well, I have an old farm Pick-up truck you can use to go to the station any time you want. Cool Terry and I said at the same time. Can I go with, Terry asked? Sure, I said any time, as long as it's alright with your dad. After supper Howie told the boys to jump in the shower while he and I had some coffee. Terry you will have to help Brian with his shower, he mustn't get his stitches wet Ok. Mumble, mumble was all we heard back. Oh, shit I'll have to get some one to take the troop on the camp out this comming weekend. Troop, campout? I asked. I'm the scoutmaster of the local scout troop, which is a little different than most conventional scout troops, we are sponsored by the Bysons lodge and we have many boy who wanted to be a scout, but the local official scout troop found out that some were gay boys and told them they were denied membership in the BSA troops. It turns out there are a lot of gay boys of scouting age living in this area that wantedto join scouts but they had come out of the closet, so we formed an unoficcial troop just for them and anyone who wanted to join. Just about then the boys came running into the living room to watch a movie. Brian was wearing only his neck brace, and a small towel round his waist, while Terry had on some short tight white cotton shorts. He must have put them on right out of the shower because they were wet and almost see through. Howie checked Brains bandage then declaring it dry, he smacked little Brian on the bare butt as he pulled his towel back where it was. During the movie the boys stretched out on the carpeted floor in front of the TV. Terry on the floor, next to his brother, displaying his cute bubble butt for all to see. During the movie Brian and Terry had this little war going on bugging each other. At one-point Terry pulled the towel off of Brian, tossed it over his shoulder and it landed on the couch between Howie and me. Howie placed his big bear foot on Terry's butt, noticed Terry's shorts were wet and he asked if they were. Brian said they're soaking wet. Loose the shorts Howie told Terry and here he said tossing the small towel to his older son. Brian soon had the towel off of Terry and tossed it at me. Brians hand seemed to be under Terry holding on to his hard on, then Terry rolled over taking hold of Brians stiffy. Settle down boys Howie said or I'll finish your fight for you. Fat chance Terry said off handedly so the boy's dad jumped into the middle of his sons tickling them both with out mercy. Both boys were very ticklish and were squirming around like naked worms trying to get away from their dad. Howie, only wearing a towel soon had it pulled off, so all three of them were mostly bear during there tickle match. Brian scooted up on to the couch next to me then slowly scooting on to my lap as I pulled an old afghan blanket from the couch back on to us. Howie stayed on the floor with Terry, while Brian snuggled into my chest saying, If I hurt you just tell me and I'll move. I'm fine I told him wrapping my arms around him, finding my right little finger sticking into his belly button. After a while he moved my hand from his belly further down, then slowly to his crotch so I was feeling the heat of his boy toys area. I tried to move it away twice but he kept moving it back so I cupped my hand over his boy toy as it slowly got even harder and much warmer. Howie looked back at us there on the couch saying, you know he still owes you a couple of whacks, just be careful he doesn't smack you between the legs, he does that a lot with his elbow, or knee and these tender parts are susceptable to stimulation he said as he squeezed Terry's rock hard boy toy, slowly working it up and down. Terry seemed to be squirming arround on the far side of Howie but not trying too hard at getting away. Oh, dad I don't do it on purpose, then with a sly grin said, most of the time looking me in the eye...as he got his little hand under the open leg of my baggy shorts, I always go commando because the shorts have a liner, soon his little hand found its way inside the liner and was wrapped around my quickly growing man toy. You sure you want to do that I whispered? Oh, yah he whispered back, can I suck on it some time? This boy is quiet a heater, I said to his dad who agreed saying. When he sleeps with me, I have to lose most of my covers... Just before the movie was over Terry said to his dad, the day bed is way to small for Pat to sleep on, so he can bunk with me, if that's alright. Fine with me as long as he doesn't mind. I don't expect Patrick to do any chores round here for at least two weeks, maybe more, and when you and I are in the milk barn, before school, Brian can climb in bed with him, if he wants, till we get done. You, young sir will be sleeping in my bed till you quit having bad dreams he said to his youngest. Yes, sir both boys said together. Fine with me I said, I'm to tired to argue. Ok, hit the sac boys. There is soap and shampoo in the boys shower you can use I was told; Terry moves around a lot when he's asleep, just a warning Howie said. Oh, by the way do not get your head bandages wet. Standing in front of the shower in just my nylon shorts, trying to set the water temperature. Terry walked in asking how are you going to shower without getting your head wet? Tell you what let me help he said as he dropped the cotton shorts that were now dry to the floor, walked into the shower, following his stiff boy toy saying you cummings? No just breathing hard, I said. With a big grin on his face Terry said your nasty, just like my uncle, I like that. After my/our shower, Terry dried himself then started to dry me also, I told him I can dry myself so he went into his bed room. I took a while drying my self off, being careful not to rub too hard on my chest or any other soar place which was most of me. I looked for my shorts but they were missing so I slowly opened Terry's bed room door, found my bag just inside the door, pulled on some fresh nylon sleeping shorts without a liner and walked over to the bed, stood there for a second. You don't have to wear those Terry said I don't wear anything when I sleep. Cool I said but I'm use to wearing these at night. Ok he said as he pulled the blankets back so I could get in, then as I got comfortable, he snuggled into me. It was so hard not to touch it again in the shower, can I touch it now Terry asked? Is there anyway I can stop you, I asked? Just tell me not to and I won't he said. I was silent for a couple of minutes. Then said not tonight I need to sleep, as I rolled on my side away from the boy and closed my eyes. Well, ok but I won't ask tomorrow night. Some time in the morning Brian took Terry's place in his bed but I was sound asleep so till I woke up I didn't know the boys had switched. Terry must be at the milking barn with his dad. I lay there wondering about this house full of men, figuring that once work was to be done no one would mess around. That seemed to be an after-supper thing when everyone let their hair down so to speak. Howie didn't have much hair and what there was he kept that military style hair cut. The boys, Brian had hair to his shoulders, Terry a little long and shaggy. I finely had to get up somewhere after 9, Terry had been and gone off to school I guess, then as I was making a fresh pot of coffee Brian came into the kitchen asking where his dad was. I was just coming back from the bathroom and said out at the milking barn, I guess. Little Brian almost jumped out of his skin saying "Who are y..." Oh wait, Patrick sorry you scared me a little. We sat and I made him breakfast, after he told me where things were then after Bacon, Eggs, toast, O.J. and coffee for me we settled into watching some TV. Brian sat snuggled next to me only getting up to pee once then right back to the couch. Howie came back to the house asking how his boys were doing, and what we wanted for lunch. By 2pm he was back out in the fields doing his thing. Brian and I took a three-hour nap and were woken by Terry crashing around in his room getting ready to go out and help his dad. After supper we watched another movie, Terry asked me how I joined the rescue service. It's kind of a long story I said. Cool Brian said Dad tells lots of long stories, so we are use to them. Yes, tell us Howie asked, how and why you joined the rescue service? Ok you all asked for it, so let me start at the beginning; when I was younger than you Brian, When I was almost 12 and we lived in Sitka Alaska, my whole extended family were and still are commercial fishermen. Starting on the family boat, when I was 8. If you showed promise by the time, you are 12 the family gets you your own commercial fishing license which is yours for the rest of your life. That's how all the boys in our family become and stay fisherman. That was my 4th year of fishing, and I sailed with my uncle Billy, and his 15-year-old son Ron. In late July we were heading back to the fishing docks in Kodiak to off load our catch when we hit a chunk of ice, that tore a huge hole in our wooden bow. The Linda J. sank in seveal minutes. Its not the big icebergs that sink most boats under a hundred feet long it's the ice chunks that are small, 2 to 4 feet across, floating just below the surface. Uncle Billy and I made it to the dory but we never saw Ron again. Over a day later a Rescue cutter picked us up. By the time we were rescued Uncle Billy was in bad shape, hypothermia, grief, he lost his beloved boat and son. I ended up on board for just over two weeks, seeing as they had a second fishing boat sink which they never found anything at all. When I graduated from high school I joined the Rescue Service. Howie then told us how he joined the U.S. Marines then he said showers and bed time, boys. Terry asked me if tonight was a better night, so I said I felt pretty good. So does that mean I can play with your man toy, go ahead and think it over he said... Times up; he said as he reached up the leg of my shorts grasping my man toy. Cool he said I like yours, are you cut? Yes, are you, I asked? Sure, everyone born in this county gets cut. You know these shorts are getting in the way, he said as he sat up starting to pull them off of me. That's better he said as he licked the piss slit of my fully engorged man toy. Then slowly took most of my toy into his mouth, pulled off asking, can I ride it? My uncle showed me how, I have a tube of Ky so it won't hurt. How old are you again I asked? 16 next month, he said and yes, I done this like a bunch of times. Does your dad know you do this? Sure, well, I think so, maybe, um, shit anyway I think he and Uncle Buck did it some times when ever he stayed more than a couple of nights. I don't have any condoms I said. Good I don't like those things Terry said. Maybe later I said. Terry looked disappointed then said well I can finish what I started, as he pulled my shorts off the rest of the way, he sucked my man toy into his mouth, as he pulled off again, he said my god yours is a lot bigger than uncles I'm gonna love this, he said as he swallowed most of my toy working it with great gusto. It's coming I said, good, about time he mumbled as he moved faster forcing my toy into his throat so he could capturer every drop of man juice I could give him. Damn you shoot a lot he said. He sat there for a short time while I reached round him grasping his boy toy. Now suck it he said. When I'm ready I said pushing him to his back. As I sat up, I looked down at the smiling, completely naked almost 16-year-old, thinking this is the dream I've had a million times come true, as I took his engorged boy toy into my mouth, my head started to spin a bit. The boy's dad was right when I woke up Terry was on the far side of the bed, stretched across the foot with our feet touching and it was 4:30 am so I went back to sleep hearing Howie an hour later getting Terry up to head for the milking barn. Brian was placed into the bed again and he snuggled into my back as I fell back asleep. At 7:30 Terry came in showered, dressed for school then had breakfast with his dad and they both left by 8:30. By 9am I had to get up, my head hurt and everyone of my ribs ached, when I looked in the mirror, I saw most of the center of my chest still black and blue, but starting to look a bit better. I made a fresh pot of coffee and was mostly through my first cup when Brian came into the kitchen saying he was starving... then he froze with a strange wide-eyed look on his face, staring at me for an instant, finally saying Oh it's you, sorry it takes me a while to get the cobwebs out of my head when I first get up. How did I end up in Terry's bed again he asked? Your dad put you there when he and Terry went to the milking barn, what ever that is I said. Oh, that's the barn the cows go to get milked in the morning and then again at 6 or so, in the evening, dad should be out there cleaning the cow shit off the floor then he checks the fences or what ever he has to do. We can walk out there if you want Brian said. No not today maybe after a couple of days I won't hurt so much then we can go out there. I'm sorry you still hurt, my jaw quit hurting mostly yesterday, it was just cracked, I guess. How about your leg I said? Now that does still hurt, but not bad. I'm going to take a nap once I call my parents, your dad told me I should give them the phone number here in case they want to call, but I'm kind of the black sheep of the family and they might not even answer the phone if they know it's me calling. What's a black sheep got to do with anything Brian asked? Well, the whole family was pissed that I joined the rescue service in stead of going fishing in Alaska with them. That's kind of dumb, I would be dead like my Uncle if you hadn't saved me. Yah well some families are kind of strange that way, lets just forget it. After talking to my mother, she was a little upset I was staying with strangers, but she was called by the station chief the day after I was injured and told what had happened to me after I rescued Brian from under the capsized boat. She asked if I really saved a little boy? Your Chief told me that you were injured during the rescue, and you were staying with friends for three weeks. She sounded like she didn't believe me or the chief, but took the phone number anyway. I told her that the doctor would be removing some of the 21 stitches from the back of my head and I had these big horse pills I had to take so I didn't get any blood clots in my lungs so I'll be just fine in a couple of weeks, Buy Mom I said before she could answer. When I lay back down to take a nap Brian was already there asleep. Howie woke us both up just after one with some lunch, then told Brian not to bother me. I told Brain's dad it was no bother having Brian with me. Howie thanked me, saying I have to go into town will you two be alright? Shure we both said at the same time, there is always TV, Brian said, or the pool he whispered to me. Pool, you have a pool I asked Brian after Howie left for town? Sure, come on out the back door and see, Brian said. I followed him out the back door into a large walled pool area, shaded my eyes from the bright sun for a moment, then saw a large pool, complete with a big hot tub. That's what I need I told Brian a hot tub. Brian went to a panel ln the block wall pushed several buttons and the hot tub started up, as he lifted the cover off, I saw a bubbling tub. I have some shorts in side I can put on, I said to Brian. Why bother we never wear anything out here anyway why should you? He said as he pealed his unders off, standing there looking at me. His 5+ inch hardon sticking straight out in front of him. Are you sure your dad won't mind you being naked with me out here I asked? Why should he, you're not going to rape me are you? I hadn't planned on it I said. Dad's Ok with us goosing each other after supper and we play with him sometimes. Terry lets me suck his pole, when dads not around, and he plays with my thing too. He and cousin Nick fuck like wild horses when ever they are here together. They do what, I asked? Cousin Nick lives just up the road, and he spends a lot of time here, he and Terry take turns sticking their boy dicks up each other's butt hole and cumm all over each other, Brian said. You going to strip or should I help you, Brian asked as he slid into the hot tub. Screeching as he quickly climbed out of the hot water. I forgot about my cut leg, that really hurt he said. I pulled the bandage off his leg saying we will have to replace this once we go in. Off came my t-shirt and shorts as I too slipped into the tub. Ouch, Ouch I said that hot water hurts my burses and remember neither one of us can get our head wet, my stitches and your jaw. Cool Brian said, too bad. Damn that's big, bigger than Terry's, are you Ok with me sitting with you over there, pointing to the lounge chairs by the table? Good idea this hot water is going to sting my chest, but you can sit there with me for a bit if you want to, I said. No tan lines I said. No body in this family has any tan lines except you he said, guess we better work on that in the next weeks, Brian said. After twenty minutes or so Brian was fast asleep but he started squirming about and moaning, then he shouted Help and I was shaking him awake, when he saw me, he screeched, wide eyed again, so I talked quietly to him till he calmed down. Another bad dream I asked? Yes, I wish I would quit having that same damn dream he said quietly, can I sit with you he asked. Any time little buddy, I said as I scooted over making room for him. Can you stick your man toy up my butt, he asked I really want to try it, I mean my cousin Pete did it to me a couple of times and I did it to him to but...? Hold on their little man, how old are you again? I'll be 13 in two months he said. I said I hadn't planned on raping you today maybe when you are a teenager and a little bigger, I said. Besides it sounds like your cousin Pete and you are doing just fine, how often does he come over? He gets off the school bus at our corner and leaves his bike here to ride home after we play here for a while. He should be here in maybe 20 minutes. Ok I need to have something on by the time he gets here so lets, go check out those swim suits in the pool house you mentioned. As I stood up my head felt light and I almost lost my balance, just a little dizzy I said as my head swirled so I had to close my eyes to make it stop, but that just made I worse. I stood there holding on to the table till my head quit turning... Sure, its over here he said as he walked to the screened in pool house on the north side of the pool yard. Brian pulled two suits from their pegs next to the out-door shower, saying try this one, holding out a tiny all yellow lycra suite. This will do I said I like this style and it's lycra so it will stretch to fit me. You will still have a tan line, but I like that suit on you, I can still see your man toy bulge. What is it with you and your brother, all you talk about is playing with my man toy? That's cause it's a new play toy, you silly. Once we played with it long enough, we "might" leave you alone but who knows. Just about then the south gate sprang open, some one shouted hay cousin is you back here? Another boy about Brian's age came into the pool yard and stopped in his tracks staring at me. Is that him is he the one who saved you He asked looking at Brian. Yup, this is Patrick, he's staying here while we both recover. Patrick my cousin Pete. I stepped forward to shake his hand but he rushed in to give me a huge hug thanking me for saving his bestist cousin, then he rushed over to Brian and gave him a big hug too, asking are you alright and what the hell is that on your neck? Owe shit that hurt, I managed to get out, once the intense pain subsided, as the two cousins froze in place. Oh, damn did I hurt you, Pete asked, yikes, what the hell happened to your front, it's like, all black and blue. He faced Brian asking is he alright? No, he isn't, after he saved me, he got hit in the head by Uncles boat then he drowned kind of, the other people on the rescue boat saved him and did CPR to bring him back to life while I was laying there watching. His blood got all over me, but he broke my jaw and we both ended up in the hospital. Brian, Brian enough, settle down, I got to sit down again...Pete can you help me over to the lounge chair please. Each boy got under both of my arms and they directed me to the lounge chair. Pete was standing beside me visibly shaking, and Brian slumped onto the lounge with me. I reached up telling Pete to sit, before he fell down. Oh, shit Mr. I'm sorry I hurt you, Pete said then he saw the dressing all over the back of my head, shit, shit, shit, he said. What happened there he asked? That's where he got 21 stitches in the hospital, Brian said, so don't touch it. Are you Ok Patrick? I will be Ok, just give me some time before you start asking questions. Both boys sat quiet for several minutes then Brian told Pete to help him bring an umbrella over to get some shade on me. Thank you, boys I'm going to close my eyes, for a bit, I'm a bit dizzy right now. Oh, shit should I call someone Pete asked? Listen boys do you know what a concussion is? Silence... Well, if someone gets hit on the head hard enough, one of several things can happen. First the skull can break open, and the person usually dies, or if that doesn't happen the brain gets all jiggled around inside the skull, there is room inside the skull for the brain to move a little while a special liquid cushions it, if the motion is violent enough the jiggling can bruise the brain like my chest got bruised. It will take several weeks, some times months for that to heal so I have to be careful and take the special pills the doctor gave me. Those pills help make sure I don't get any blood clots that could kill me, so I have to sleep a lot to help me heal inside and out. That's the best I can do, explaining a concussion, and I have a bad one. The back door to the house opened and I herd what the hell are you doing out here? Terry you got to help us get Patrick back into the house, he got all dizzy and just told us to let him sleep for a bit. Nick, get out here I need your help! What's up cuz? We need to carry Patrick back into the house. No, you don't I said as I opened my eyes, Just, give me a little help getting back inside. With a bigger boy on both sides of me we all made it into the kitchen with out any more problems. Brian brought in my clothes, then he and Pete closed the hot tub then Joined us. Shit is that him Nick asked? Yup that's him Brian and Terry said at the same time. Who beat him up so bad, Nick asked? Terry said, Uncles boat tried to kill him after he pulled Brian out from under it. The boys helped me get back in bed, they put a glass of ice water and my pills on the night stand then as Brian was closing the door Terry said no, leave it open in case, he calls us. That was the last thing I remember. Terry traced his dad to the Elks club and told his dad what happened during the day and Howie called the doctor right away, then rushed home. The doctor had called Howie's house and was talking to Terry, getting a first-hand step by step account of what happened. Howie took the phone after they were finished and was given an additional prescription to pick up for Patrick. Minutes after he finished talking to the doctor the chief called saying one of his people, the second in command, was on the way to the pharmacy to pick up the pills and would deliver them to their place. After some discussion the dock said to let him sleep as long as he could and don't worry about feeding him till, he wakes up. No hot tub, swimming or walking more than he has to, no alcohol, coffee is Ok but make sure someone is in the house at all times, for the rest of the week. I slept off and mostly on for a week, missed Uncles funeral but the Chief of the station was there in my stead. 12 days after I was injured the hospital gave me a mostly clean bill of health but I could not go back to work for another two weeks, and I would have to take those horse pills for two more months. I was given an exercise routine to build up my stamina. Either Terry or Brian was with me almost every minute, that couple of weeks, after all it was their summer vacation. The night I was given my mostly clean bill of health Terry was in bed early as Howie and I sat up telling stories from our past, me mostly about my fishing days but Howie started talking about Korea and Vietnam. At 1:30 am I finally made it to bed and Terry was waiting for me saying. I didn't think you two would ever stop talking, I never heard most of those stories' dad was telling you. He rolled up on to my chest saying I would love to ride your man toy but if you say no, I won't ever ask again. Once again, I was silent not answering his request. Then as he started to slide off of my chest, I said well my ribs aren't hurting anymore and if you check my man toy is saying yes, all by its self. Terry reached down finding my engorged man toy smiled then tossed the covers off of the both of us. I have the lube right here he said. Howie opened the boys, bathroom door after checking on Brian saying good night, boys don't hurt each other he said with a wink, as he closed the bathroom door, giving us a little chuckle as he left. Terry froze saying, he saw us, shit dad knows I'm gay now Terry said. Sure, he does. He and I talked about you probably wanting to ride my toy some day and he said it's your body, as long as you are careful. Oh, and he installed an anal wand in your shower I'll show you how to use it when we are done. I wondered what that new spray thing was, it has like, a small water jet thing screwed onto the end where the spray head should have been, Terry was saying as he lightly covered my toy with Ky then facing me, he sat on my man toy slowly sinking till his ass was being tickled by my pubes. Take your time I told him, as I lifted him up a bit then let him slide back down, he did that twice more than started moaning and squirming as he raised and lowered himself, getting faster as the minutes went by. Try this I said as I lifted him mostly off, now turn around and sit back down, now lay back on my chest I said as I started to push in and out of his well lubed ass, getting faster as I went. Don't pull out I want you to fill my ass with your man juice. Your call I said as I slowed down a bit, knowing I was not going to last very long. After several minutes I told him it was coming. Then I shot a dozen jets of cumm into him, it had been several days since I last cummed. Dam that was great he said can we do this every night for as long as you are staying here, Terry asked? I think we should try several positions to make everything interesting I said. Now go sit on the shitter and get rid of as much of my cumm as you can then we will shower. I showed him how to use the anal probe to clean out anything that was left, him saying that was almost as good as my man toy in him. Have you ever thought about being on top I asked? Sorry, what was that, being on top? Hell, yes, my cousin and I trade off sometimes but I got to say I like being the bottom. So, do I is all I said, keep that in mind. Then we went back to bed and both of us fell asleep... When Terry got up to go out to the milk barn, sleeping Brian was put in bed with me because he was still having some night mares. After his dad and brother left, he pulled his tight white undies off leaving him as naked as I was. I reached over and slowly worked his boy toy till it was at full staff, just under 5 inches stiff. Then I slowly scooted down under the covers and started to suck lightly on his toy. After a good five minute a drop of clear almost pre cumm leaked from his boy piss slit. I lubed my pointer finger and rolled Brian over on to his stomach then slowly invaded his boy pussy, sinking to the first knuckle. He had told me that he and his cousin had played with each other's ass before so I figured he would tolerate the intrusion. Part way through my playing with his boy pussy, he said you can put your big old sausage in there if you want to. Not today I said as we snuggled close and went back to sleep. For the next week and a half, I stayed on the farm being able to do a little more each day till I was back to my old self. Brian and I were going to the barn in the morning with Howie and Terry helping with the milking. Cousins Nick and Pete were at the house after their milking too so the 5 of us would go places, to their favorite swimming hole down on the river or spend some time at our pool yard. I was starting, to lose, my tan lines while never wearing anything in the pool yard or even down by the river that ran through their S.W. fields.