Date: Thu, 2 Jun 2022 04:14:39 +0000 (UTC) From: Jonathan Subject: Down on the Farm - Chapter Four This is a story about two best friends, separated when they were six years old when one family moved from Arkansas to Washington state for work. Now ten years later, circumstances are reunited the boys back in Arkansas for the summer. The boys are very different that they were ten years ago and those differences manifest themselves in some uncomfortable ways. They realize that maybe they aren't so different after all and are growing closer even as a newcomer threatens to come between them. No offense is intended to the citizens of Arkansas by the way the country boys are portrayed. While the majority of the state is rural, Arkansas did produce one of the successful Presidents of the United States. WARNING: This story is for adult men. It contains a graphic and fictional depiction of sex between adult and youth males. If sexual activity between consenting males is illegal where you are, or you find this material offensive or if you are under legal age, do not go any further and do not read this story. The characters are fictional and do not represent any real person, living or dead or any real events or happenings. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except to the website to which it has been posted, without consent of the author. Your comments or suggestions are always welcome. Please direct them to Jonathan Perkins at tryitlikeit27@yahoo.com. All of us enjoy the stories posted here so please support Nifty. I appreciate you reading my stories and Nifty appreciates your support. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Down on the Farm Chapter Four We were up early and down stairs for breakfast. It was water hole Wednesday and we wanted to get out chores done as soon as we could. "So how did things go with the new vet yesterday?" Vince asked. "Good. He diagnosed the problem right away and took care of it. She had a blockage from the calf pressing again her insides," Paul reported. "Must be a big calf. I hope she doesn't have a problem giving birth," Vince cautioned. "Jimmy and I will keep an eye on her in case she needs help," Paul reassured his dad. "Definitely. I've delivered so many calves living in Washington I can practically do it in my sleep," I said to Paul sarcastically. Got me a punch on the shoulder. "Just one more thing I can learn you, city boy." "Great! I always did want to learn how to be a cow midwife," I chuckled. We finished our morning's chores and went in for an early lunch. We had checked on Carolyn several times throughout the morning and she was doing fine. Eating and shitting like a good cow should. Paul got the four-wheeler and we left for the watering hole. "Sure you don't want to drive, Jimmy?" "I'm not really sure of the way yet. Besides, I rather be holding on to you in case we hit any big bumps, if you know what I mean," I laughed and squeezed his crotch. We got to the watering hole earlier than before but Stan and Jed were already there. "Hey guys, I see you're not wearing your funky country boy outfits. Did the city boy convert you?" Jed started in on Paul. "Just didn't want to get mistaken for you two, that's all. How come you're so early?" "Suzie the Sucker said she'd stop by today and we didn't want to miss her and some good head," Stan said as he grabbed his crotch and shook it. "She's off her period and anxious for a mouthful of cock." We decided to strip down and go swimming while we waited for her. With her reputation I thought she might be more appropriately called STD Suzie. I was really looking forward to getting my first blowjob but having second thoughts about getting it from her. We swam for over an hour, with Stan and Jed constantly looking back on shore to see if she had shown up yet. We lay in the sun to dry off and wait. I was waiting for them to take out a joint and light up but neither of them did. "I sure hope she shows up. This will be our last chance to come to the watering hole," Jed announced. "What do you mean?" Paul questioned. "My old man caught us smoking weed in the garage yesterday. He went ballistic. Took my stash and the keys to my ATV, dragged me to the grain silo this morning and made me apply for a job. I start tomorrow. A hot, dusty, miserable fucking job for the rest of the summer," Jed lamented. "Same with me. Jed's old man called my old man and filled him in on what we were doing. I'll be working at the feed store from now on, busting my ass loading feed into people's trucks" Stan complained. "Lucky I had a second set of keys to my ATV so we could get here one last time." That's why they hadn't lit up. Their stash got confiscated. One thing off my mind. "Now to make this day a total disaster, it looks like Suzie won't show up," Jed realized. "Time for plan B." "What's plan B?" I asked. "I bet you and Paul will like it. Get out the cards, Stan." Stan went to his ATV and got out a deck of cards and tossed them to Jed. "We cut cards, everyone taking a turn. The low card has to suck the high card. You guys game?" No, I certainly wasn't. I didn't want my first blowjob to be from one of them. Or even worse, one of their cocks to be the first one in my mouth. They had nice cocks and all, but they didn't appeal to me that way. The odds of Paul and I getting the high and low cards were slim and I wasn't ready to take that chance. "Yeah, I'm in," Paul agreed. "How about you, Jimmy?" Once again I was put in a tough spot. I didn't want to whimp out and embarrass Paul, but I don't know what I'd do if I were the high or low card, especially low card. Maybe the perverted sex gods would be kind to me and I'd get a pass. "Hell yeah, why not," I answered with all the bravado I could muster in my voice but dread in my heart. "Here city boy, you shuffle them so you can't say we cheated," Jed said as he handed me the deck of cards. I shuffled the cards and handed them back. Jed held the deck out to me to make the first cut. I tentatively grabbed the top of the deck and turned over my card. A six of hearts. Middle of the denominations so I think I'm safe. Next he held the deck out for Stan. He made his move and showed a ten of spades. Paul was next and drew a King of hearts. At least if Jed didn't get a lower card than me, which was a pretty good chance, I'd be sucking Paul's cock and I could live with that. Jed made the final draw, an ace of diamonds. He had top card and I had the low card. "Ha! Diamonds are a guy's best friend!" he boasted with his win. "Now city boy, you get a chance to see how good a country cock tastes. Bring yourself over here," laying out flat with this stiff cock in his hand and waving it around. "Jimmy doesn't have to, I'll suck your slimy cock," Paul said as he grabbed my arm to stop me from going to Jed. "No, Paul, I lost fair and square. I'll take my loss myself. Thanks anyway." "You damn right you will, you stuck up asshole. Now get over here and suck me good and deep, city boy, so I can shoot my load right down your throat," Jed yelled. I slowly moved over to his side. How the hell could I have agreed to this stupid game? How the hell could the sex gods stuck me with the low card. As I got to his side, I got down on my knees. "No asshole, get between my legs, like any good cocksucker would," Jed directed me. Man, how I hated that name, cocksucker, but that's what I was about to become. A full-fledged meat in my mouth cocksucker and cum swallower. I maneuvered between his legs and was about to bend down to his cock when we all heard a shrill female voice. "What the fuck are you dirtbag mother-fuckers doing? I'm a few minutes late and you're having this lily liveried pale bastard take my place? Screw you all. I'm out of here and don't ever ask me for a blowjob again, any of you," Suzie was screaming as she came over the berm and saw me about to suck Jed. "By the way, who is this jerkward? I ain't never seen him around before." Saved by the local whore. I jumped up and got away from Jed and went back to stand by Paul. "Suzie, don't go. He wasn't going to actually suck my cock. I was just showing him how you like to get between my legs when you do me. Honest! I wouldn't let no gay city boy touch my cock," Jed pleaded. "Come over here and show them what a real talent you are." "So who is this gay city slicker? Nobody told me his name yet," Suzie demanded. "You can just call him 'Gone' because he and I are out of here," Paul hollered to her. "You guys can share all the STD's you want. Good luck! You drive, Jimmy" We walked to the four-wheeler with Jed and Stan on the ground with worried looks on their faces wondering if Suzie would suck them or not. She was cussing at us and throwing us both her middle fingers as we roared off down the trail. "Thanks Paul, but you really didn't have to offer to stand in for me," as I turned my head and shouted over the sound of the engine. "I'd never welsh on a bet and embarrass you like that." "I didn't care about what those jerks think. You wouldn't have embarrassed me. It's just that the first cock in your mouth is going to be mine and the first cock in my mouth is going to be yours. Just a question of when we're both ready to go that far." Paul was hanging on tight, more than necessary for the speed I was going. It was a hug, not a hang on hold. About half way back to the barn there was a small clearing on the side of the trail. I slowed down and pulled over into the clearing and shut off the motor. "What gives? Why are you pulling over?" Paul inquired. "Because I think it's that time." "What time?" he looked at me with a puzzled look. "It's time I took your cock in my mouth and gave you my first blowjob," I told him. Paul's face lit up and he swung off the back of the four-wheeler. I could see a bulge growing in his pants and knew I was doing the same at the thought of what was about to happen. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Paul asked. "Back there you seemed very reluctant to suck Jed's cock." "I'm sure. I didn't want to suck Jed. He's an asshole and with him I'd just be a cocksucker getting him off. But with you, you're my best friend and I want to please you and give you an orgasm. Do you understand the difference?" I tried to explain "Yes, I do. And I want to do the same for you." "Good so let's get our clothes off," as I started to strip. We were both naked in no time. Paul leaned against the back of the four-wheeler and I got on my knees in front of him. His cock was stiff and right at eye level to me, his foreskin already rolled back and exposing his purple head. This was the first time I had seen it up close like this. It was intoxicating to think this big cock would be in my mouth shortly, submitting to him in this way. I ran my hands over this thighs and over to his cock and his balls. I took his balls in one hand and massaged them as I took a hold of the base of his cock with the other hand. I held it out straight and brought my face in closer. It was inches away from my mouth and it was now or never. I stuck out my tongue and licked the tip, tasting his precum leaking out. Paul shuddered at the feeling of my tongue making contact with him. I licked the sides of the shaft and then took the plunge and lowered my mouth over him. It was a weird feeling, his cock in my mouth. Not a bad weird but different than I thought it would be. I always assumed sucking someone's cock would be dirty, bad tasting and a disgusting thing to do. But none of that was true. He was clean from the swimming we had done. There was no taste, other than the initial taste of his sweet precum. Knowing the pleasure he was getting from this made it far from disgusting. His cock was totally stiff yet soft in my mouth. I made sure to cover my teeth with my lips so I didn't hurt him. If I tried to take him in too far, I would gag so I limited my movement to avoid this. Paul was moaning and rubbing the back of my head and my shoulders with his hands as I sucked him. He would thrust his hips a little but if he was too aggressive he would go too deep and I'd gag. He'd apologize and go back to short thrusts. The more I worked his cock, the more saliva I was producing, running out the side of my mouth and down on his balls, making them slippery in my hand. Hearing Paul moan and his physical reaction to what I was doing only made me hornier and more into sucking his cock. It was an awesome feeling knowing that I was giving him so much pleasure. I tried some different techniques, applying some suction when I pushed down on him, then when I had gone as deep as I could, swirling my tongue around on the head. Pulling almost all the way out, I'd take him deep again continuing to suck and swirl, changing things up. Then I put m tongue under his cock and put pressure pushing it up against the roof of my mouth. I remembered the good feelings I had when Paul played with my ass. I moved my saliva covered hand away from his balls and went between his legs and put my finger against his hole. I felt his pucker flex in and out as I massaged it. Then as I felt it flex out, I slid my finger inside him and worked it back and forth. "Oh damn!" he yelled out. "Suck my cock, fuck my ass, use my body for your pleasure any way you want!" I knew what I was doing was going to push him over the edge soon. But I didn't want to stop or slow down and ruin the mood. So I kept sucking his cock and working his hole. It didn't take much more of this and Paul stiffened up. "I'm about to cum so back off my cock and let me shoot on your chest." No way I was going this far without finishing with him in my mouth. I wanted my first blowjob to end up with a mouth full of cum, Paul's cum. Paul's hand grabbed my shoulders and squeezed them hard, not pulling me deeper on him, just holding me. My tongue was on the bottom of his cock and I could actually feel the throbbing of the cum pulsing through his cock as it made it's way to my mouth. I swallowed the first shot but then just let him fill my mouth until his cum ran out and down my cheeks. After he finished he just stayed still and was breathing heavy and his legs were trembling slightly. I knew his cock would be sensitive so I just held it in my mouth without moving, letting it slowly deflate until it slipped out of me. Paul pulled me up from my knees and looked me in the eye. "Did I do a good job?" I asked him, pretty sure that I had judging from the results. "That was the most awesome thing I've ever felt. Are you sure that was your first time sucking a cock?" smiling a huge smile. "You're my first, and my favorite so far," I joked "How about you? Haven't you got sucked by Suzie before?" "No way. I know her reputation and I was always afraid of catching something from her. I'd jerk off while she was sucking Jed and Stan and then tell her I needed time to recover. She'd never wait that long and left before she'd do me. Thank you so much. Give me a minute to catch my breath and I'll do the same for you." Just then we heard the sound of Jed and Stan's ATV's coming down the trail in our direction. "Rain check, get dressed quickly," Paul shouted. Paul was dressed faster than I was as I had to clean off the cum that dribbled out of my mouth. Paul was over kneeling beside his four-wheeler and fiddling with the engine when Jed and Stan pulled up. I was zipping up my pants and walking back from the edge of the clearing. "Problem?" Jed asked. "Yeah, my throttle cable was sticking but I think I got it straightened out now," as he stood up and started the engine, revving it up a few times. "Good as new," he remarked. "Sorry I didn't help, Paul, I had to piss really bad," I said walking up to them. "You guys should have stuck around. Suzie was at her all time best today. She has a new technique and was edging us several times before she got us off. Fucking awesome!" Stan commented. "We told her we wouldn't be coming anymore and she said she wasn't going to come out for you guys. You really pissed her off." "Guess you'll have to suck each other off," Jed joked. Little did he know. "Whatever," Paul replied with contempt. "We have to get beck to the farm. Enjoy your new jobs," grinning as we mounted and sped off. Jed and Stan gave us the finger and went back the way they came. Saturday morning Dr. Campbell, the vet, pulled in the driveway unannounced. Vince came out of the barn to meet him. "Good morning, Mr. Monroe." "Good morning, doc. What brings you around this morning?" Paul 's dad asked. "I was going by and wanted to stop and check on Carolyn. She's carrying a big calf and I wanted to check up and make sure she is doing okay, if you don't mind." "Don't mind at all, you're welcome to stop by any time. As long as I don't get a bill for a farm visit," Vince chuckled. "No charge, just want to head off any problems so you won't get a bill later," Chris joked back. Paul and I were in the barn doing our chores when they came in. "Hi boys, how's my favorite mama doing this morning?" "Hi Chris," Paul spoke up. "So far, so good. She's still eating and pooping. Getting close though. Going to be any day now when she gives birth. That's when the real worrying starts." "You said this wasn't her first so I'm sure she'll do okay, even with the size of her calf," Chris reassured us. "If you need me for anything, give me a call and I'll come right over." Chris went in the stall and felt the cow's stomach, listened to her heart and came back out. "Everything seems fine." He and Vince left the barn talking as they walked to Chris's truck. He got in and drove away. Vince came back in the barn "I like him. I think we finally got a good vet to replace Doc Hobbs." Vince gave him his seal of approval and so did Paul. Paul and I hadn't had a chance to have the time for him to give me my fist blowjob. We were alone on Friday but had more chores than usual, getting the hayloft cleaned up for the new crop of hay to be baled soon. We both wanted to make sure we had the time to enjoy ourselves so we decided next Wednesday at the watering hole would be the perfect time and place. Tuesday Paul's folks went in to town to delivers eggs. Around noontime Chris pulled in the driveway again. "Hi boys. Just checking on Carolyn. I know Vince and Sally are in town today and wanted to make sure you were all set," he explained. "We have everything under control . . . I think," Paul said optimistically. "But feel free to check her out." Chris went in the stall and did a quick exam. "Her teats are waxed over and her stomach has dropped. The calf has moved further back towards the birth canal. It won't be much longer now. You should keep a close eye on her and call me if she goes into labor." "Will do, doc, we're here all day and will stand watch." Paul left and we continued our chores, checking the cow every so often. Paul's folks returned from town just before suppertime. We told them Chris had come by and told us she was close. Just then Chris's truck came back down the driveway and parked in front of the barn. ""I'm done with my calls for the day. I think Carolyn will give birth tonight so I'd like to stay and make sure she doesn't have any complications, if I may," Chris asked. "Of course. Come in and have some supper and we'll fix up the couch for you." "Supper sounds good, but I'd prefer to be in the barn. Just in case." "Suit yourself." After supper we all went to the barn and moved the cow to the birthing stall, about twice the size of her usual stall. Paul and I decided we would sleep in the barn as well to be ready to help the vet if needed. We laid out some blankets on the bedding in the stall and sat with our backs to the wall as we chatted and got to know one another better. "I noticed you had Utah plates on your truck, Chris. Is that where you were before here?" Paul asked. "Yes. I met a girl while I was attending vet school. She was studying to be a vet tech. We fell in love and planned to get married. Her father owned a large spread in Utah and we got married and settled there. He had connections and got me a job with the local veterinary service, one of several vets working together. After a while I wasn't sure if she married me or just a vet for her father operation. I felt alone and isolated and had a short-lived indiscreet affaire. Her father went ballistic and had me blackballed in the area. I moved out here for a fresh start. That's why I was nervous about the other day and wanted you to keep quiet about the shit show." "So true, once a vet falls out of favor with one farmer, the word spreads and its tough to recover from." Paul stated. "Especially in a conservative place like Utah." Chris added. "Not sure this area would be any more liberal, but things are getting better. At least from our point of view. My dad likes you and that carries a lot of weight." Carolyn was casually munching on hay and didn't seem to care that we were in her stall. Eventually we all drifted off to sleep. I was the first one to wake up in the morning. I looked over my shoulder and Vince was leaning with his arms over the top of the stall wall, smiling at his cow. He looked at me and nodded his head toward the cow. Carolyn was laying down licking her newborn calf beside her. She had given birth while we were all sleeping, not needing any help from anyone. I looked over to Paul and he was curled up next to Chris, his head on Chris's shoulder with Chris's arm around Paul. Chris woke up, looked over at Paul and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Paul woke with a smile and hugged Chris's side. Then realized where he was and what Chris had done. I looked up at Vince and he was expressionless, not looking angry but not looking pleased. Paul pulled away from Chris and just looked at him. "Oh damn, I'm sorry Paul," Chris started to apologize profusely. "I'm not, I don't think," Paul answered, his face turning red. Vince walked away from where he was standing before either one of them had noticed him. I stood up and walked over to the cow to move away from Paul and Chris. They joined me as Chris bents down to examine mother and calf. "Both look healthy and sound. She did okay without us." "Let's get some breakfast, I'm starved," Paul said as he led the way out of the barn. Paul folks were setting out breakfast as we came in. "A lot going on in the barn this morning, Sally." Paul, Chris and myself all exchanged glances quickly, Paul's face turning red as he realized his father must have seen the kiss from Chris. "We have a new calf on the farm, Sally, healthy and taking milk from the mother." "That's wonderful. Thank you Chris for staying and making sure everything went ok," his mother added. "Yes sir, a lot going on," as looked directly at Chris, then to Paul. We ate breakfast with very little talking, mostly from lack of sleep but Chris and Paul felt less talking was a good thing right now. We finished and started to clear the table. "I'll get this, you all run along and get some rest. It's been a long night for you all," his mother told us. Vince followed us as we left the house to check on the cow one more time. Chris slowed up to talk to Vince. "Sir, about what you saw in the barn this morning, I . . ." Chris started but was interrupted by Vince. "Don't you worry, Chris, I'm going to be sure and tell everyone what I saw in the barn this morning." "Oh, please don't. Please, please don't, sir, " Chris begged. "I saw a healthy mother and her beautiful new born calf with a dedicated vet looking after them. Nothing else to see," Vince told Chris, then winked at him. "But sir, I'd like to explain," Chris continued. "Nothing to explain, son, I've seen more new born calves than you can count so I know how the process works. Now you run along and get some sleep. I've got you number on speed dial if anything changes. Thanks for coming out and staying the night," again with a wink and a smile. 'Coming out'? Was that just an unfortunate choice of words or was he making a statement concerning Chris? Vince was generally a quiet kind of guy so we couldn't be sure exactly what he meant. But he didn't seem bothered by the kiss. Was Chris gay, or bi? Or just a spur of the moment kind of thing. Damn, who would have thought that there was so much sexually activity going on in this sleepy farm town? And that I could be a part of it, playing with my best friend like I never would have imagined. On Monday Vince noticed a little mucus discharged coming from the calf's nose. Not usual for a newborn but he called Chris anyway and told him about it. I'll be out your way on Wednesday around noon. I'll swing by then. If it gets worse or any other symptoms present, call me immediately and I'll come right out," Chris advised. "Thanks, Chris. I'll keep and eye on the situation and call if anything changes. Other than that, see you Wednesday. Thanks," and Vince hung up the phone. Wednesday was a perfect summer day. Nice and warm with a slight breeze, a perfect day to head to the watering hole. Without Jed or Stan being there its also a prefect day for me to receive my first blowjob from Paul. Does life get any better than this? Chris came by at noon just as we were finishing up our chores. He checked the calf and gave it a shot on antibiotics. He checked her over and everything was fine. Vince invited him to stay for lunch, which he did. He had finished his calls for the day and was looking forward to taking the afternoon off. Paul asked Chris if he like to come to the watering hole with us and enjoy an afternoon swim. This was going to intrude on our alone time so I was not pleased. But Chris had helped us out with the calf and not charged Vince for any of his visits. Guess we owed him something. Considering the kiss he gave Paul that morning I hoped Paul wasn't planning to repay Chris with anything other than a swim. Wait, was I getting jealous? Was I getting possessive of Paul? I mean, he was messing around somewhat with Jed and Stan long before I came on the scene. Maybe that's why I didn't like them? No, they were just assholes. That's why I didn't like them. I like Chris. Could that be my problem? Who am I jealous of, Paul wanting to spend time with Chris, or Chris wanting to spend time with Paul? They should both want to spend time with me, with me alone. Ah fuck, I'm the one being an asshole now. I'm making way too much of a simple invitation to go swimming. "That sounds great but I don't have a swimsuit with me," Chris replied to Paul's invitation. "No problem, you can wear what we wear," not telling him we don't wear anything. Chris assumed we'd get him one of our swimsuits. "Go ahead, Chris. All work and no play makes Chris a dull boy," Vince paraphrased an old saying. He smiled and winked at me, which again made me feel a twinge of jealousy. We made arrangements to meet Chris at the gate on the main road and unlock it so he could drive down the dirt road to the watering hole. Paul and I would drive up the trail on the four-wheeler. When we got to the water, Chris asked about his bathing suit. "Oh, did I forget to mention, you can wear the same as we do . . . nothing!" Paul laughed. He and I stripped down and ran to jump in the water, Chris just stood there unsure of what to do. He was staring at our naked bodies as we ran towards the water. We had seen him naked the day he washed the cow shit off but this was his first time seeing our naked teenage bodies. "Come on in, the water is great!" Paul yelled to him. Realizing he either had to swim naked or just sit on the shore and watch us, he got undressed and ran down to get in the water. After swimming around for a few minutes, he swam over to where Paul and I were. "This feels so great. I haven't been skinny dipping in years, not since I was your age. Makes me feel young again." "We try and come up here every Wednesday afternoon so you have a standing invitation to join us anytime you can," Paul told Chris "Sounds like fun. But don't you worry about anyone else finding you here swimming naked?" he asked. "No, we used to have a couple of friends who would join us but they can't get here anymore. Both have jobs now. It's on my dad's land so it's not really a public spot." "Nice. I have to be careful, you know it's really easy to get a bad reputation in a small town. Me swimming naked with two young boys can conjure up a lot of disturbing images." "Only if you've got a twisted mind," Paul said. "It can also bring up some very interesting images," laughing and diving under water to swim away. We swam for a while and then got out to lay in the sun and dry off. Chris was a sight, his hands behind his head, spread eagle with the sun glistening of the water drops on his magnificent body. Paul and I kept stealing glances at Chris, causing both our cocks to chub up a little. Not full hard, but certainly not flaccid and floppy. "Paul, I want to apologize for the kiss the other morning in the barn. You remind me of a young man I knew in Utah. Waking up next to you and you in my arms just brought it all back so vividly I got carried away. I hope you can forgive me," Chris said softly. "Only thing to forgive is that is was only one kiss," Paul replied with a laugh. Chris turned and looked at Paul with shock. "Just kidding, Chris." Chris turned his head back and looked relieved. "Or maybe not," Paul joked again but maybe he was being serious. I was starting to get jealous again and wanted to know more about Chris. "If you don't want to answer, just tell me to mind my own business, but did you and this guy have something going on?" I boldly asked. "We did. I met him on a farm call. He was so easy to talk to and I was at a low point in my marriage. I stayed at his place for a couple hours just talking. I felt so much better when I left there . . ." "So let me guess, you found excuses to keep coming back to him unannounced to spend time with him, or check on a pregnant cow or something?" Paul asked suggestively. "Guess I'm a creature of habit. Anyway, he and I ended up having an affaire, if you could call it that. We did things with each other I would never have thought I would do with another guy. It just happened spontaneously, if you can believe that." "Oh, we can, for sure," I admitted with a smirk aimed towards Paul. "We were discovered and the news spread faster than summer lightening. By the time I got back home my wife had my clothes packed and at the door. My father-in-law called and told me I was fired and to leave town before sunset. Other than being unemployed and not seeing the young man anymore, I wasn't too upset by the rest of it. So you can see why I have to be careful." "It's all good with us, that's for sure. My dad can be as discreet as we are." Paul told Chris. All the talk of his young friend in Utah had brought back memories for Chris, obviously good memories as he was now sporting a hell of a hardon. He was quiet, smiling to himself and standing proud and straight pointing up at the sky. Paul caught my attention and nodded towards Chris. The sight of his boner was contagious and soon Paul and I were just as hard. Chris was in his own zone, taking a hold of his cock and slowly stroking it. Not to be left out, Paul and I did the same. Smoke and stroke without the smoke again. Fine by me. Chris suddenly realized what he was doing and opened his eyes to look over at us. He saw we were stroking too and he immediately stopped. "You know, Chris, if three guys are all jerking off together, its just good clean fun. But if two are jerking off and the third is just watching, that's weird. So don't be weird, get back to what you were doing," Paul told Chris. Chris took the advice and continued stroking his cock. Watching him with his big thick cock in his hand was making me so horny I knew I wouldn't last long so I slowed down. I knew if I shot my load now I probably wouldn't be in the mood for a blowjob like we had planned. Soon Paul and Chris we were shooting cum towards the sky, raining back down on their naked bodies. That sweet smell of cum had me hornier than the bull that bred Carolyn. Back in the water to wash ourselves off, Chris confided in us. "You two make me feel as comfortable to be with and talk to as Franklin, the boy in Utah, made me feel. I usually don't open up and bare my soul to people like this," Chris confessed. "Or bare your body as well?" Paul asked mischievously. "That too, wise ass." We got out and dried off. Chris thanked us for a great time, got dressed, hugged us and told us he'd keep Wednesday afternoons open if he could. He drove back down the road and was gone. I was afraid that Paul and Chris might have gotten together somehow and do more than just jerk off while we were here. I was relieved that never happened. I did have this nagging fear that it was inevitable but I would be leaving at the end of the summer and Paul and Chris would still be here, together in one way or another. "We're alone and naked and you haven't cum yet. Do you suppose I could coax it out of you?" Paul asked with a smirk on his face. "Mayyyybe, what did you have in mind?" "What I have in mind is to have your cock in my mouth. It's my turn for another first for both of us." Paul came over and got between my legs. "Is this how you want me?" he asked. "I have no idea. You know it's my first time so I don't have any preference. What ever makes you comfortable," He lay down and stretched himself out. His hands ran up my inner thighs as I spread my legs further apart. I was still stiff and so fucking horny from stroking with Paul and Chris I knew this would be quick. Paul took my cock in his hand and guided it to his mouth. He licked around the tip and then looked up at me as I moaned from his touch. "Tasty, very tasty. I'm going to enjoy this," he announced. "And what the hell do you think I'll be doing, suffering?" I joked to him. He put my cock back in his mouth and began to work it with his tongue. He bobbed his head up and down, trying to take me deeper with each downward plunge. My arms were out to my side, grabbing fists full of grass as the feeling in my cock intensified. I wrapped my legs around his back and tried to pull him to me. He moved his hands to my hips and squeezed, then slid them under my ass and grabbed two handfuls of butt cheeks. I felt the tingle and knew I was about to unload. I gave Paul a warning, but like when I sucked him, he kept his mouth firmly on my meat. I reached the point of no return and let go my delayed load of cum. Paul was trying to take it all but there was way too much for him. He gagged as his mouth and throat filled with my sticky white goo. When I had finished pulsing, he pulled his head off me and looked up at me with a big cum soaked grin. "I guess instead of calling this our 'Smoke and Stroke" place it will now have to be our "Suck and Swallow" place," Paul laughed. "If we keep doing this, I don't care what we call it. Just as long as we're doing it." We cleaned up and got dressed, heading back to the farm. I don't know about Paul, but I felt totally content with my life and a special closeness to Paul I thought we had lost forever. Life couldn't get any better than this. That evening I called my dad to talk. I really want to tell him how special the friendship between Paul and I had grown but there was no way I was going to tell my dad about the actual events of the past few weeks. Just before we said goodbye, he commented on how happy and upbeat I sounded. He was glad everything was going so well for me on the farm. "It sure is dad, so much better than I ever could have anticipated." That night as Paul and I lay next to one another in bed, we moved close to make physical contact. "Paul, I want to thank you so much for today. It was my first so I don't have anything to compare it with but I know it will always be the best blowjob I ever get." "The same with me, the best I'll ever give and you gave me the best I'll ever get." Paul rolled sideways and pulled me to him for a hug. There was no way we could have been any closer, emotionally as well as physically, at this minute. Or so I thought. Paul brought his mouth to mine and gave me another first. My first kiss, from anyone let alone from a guy. My head was swimming with emotion as his tongue and mine connected. We were pawing at one another as we made out, our cocks reacting accordingly. Paul pulled off our kiss and looked at me. "Quiet, no moaning or outbursts," as he maneuvered around so he was facing in the opposite direction with his mouth at my cock and his cock at my mouth. We devoured each other and went to sucking like we were pros at this. We came within seconds of each other, making a point to swallow as much as we could. Paul swung back around and we kissed again, exchanging each other's cum as we did. Eventually we drifted off to sleep, happy, content and satisfied. If you've enjoyed reading this, you can do an author search ("Jonathan Perkins") to find my other stories posted here.