Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2022 10:55:47 -0400 From: zane Subject: Down On The Farm-boy, Part Two Down On The Farm-boy (Part Two of Three) by Zane Carson Unloading the fourth and final hay wagon of the day couldn't come soon enough. Mr. and Mrs. Grabal had done their best to keep us well hydrated all day, and the amount of sweat that continued to stream down Josh's and my half-naked bodies was proof of their efforts. "I need to go for a swim, so I can wash some of this stink off before I go home," Josh said as he reached for my hand to help me down from the hay bale elevator. "Where should we go swimming?" I asked, risking the assumption that Josh was implying we should go swimming together. "Half moon Lake?" Josh recommended. "I was kinda hoping for a full moon," I joked, followed by an embarrassing giggle escaping my lips. Lucky for me, Josh laughed as well. "Did you bring swimming trunks?" Josh asked as we walked to where our bikes were parked. "Naha, I'll just go swimming in my jeans," I answered. "You boys want a ride down to the lake?" Mr. Grabal asked as he handed us each a twenty-dollar bill. "Nope, we're good," I answered before Josh could say anything. I wanted as much alone time with Josh as I could get. "You're in luck, by the way," Josh said as he slipped his backpack over his shoulders. "Why's that?" I inquired. "I brought swim trunks and a pair of shorts. You can use my shorts if you think you can fit that monster into them," Josh said with a wink. I couldn't help but blush, remembering that his cock was bigger than mine. I'm not sure why I thought Josh wearing a backpack without a shirt looked so sexy, but damn, the sight of the thin straps hugging his well-defined chest was almost enough to put me over the edge. As we rode our bikes down the gravel road toward Half moon lake, the sun was making its final descent in the western sky, casting a colorful ora over the horizon. "Wow! That's beautiful," Josh said, pointing at the bright orange ski that showed through the fast-approaching, dark storm clouds. "Yes, it is. How long do you think it will be before we get wet?" I asked, referring to the rain starting soon. "We're only a minute from the lake. So I'd say you're gonna be wet within a minute and thirty seconds," Josh teased as we raced down the steep driveway leading to the lake. "Wow, there's hardly anyone here," I said as we parked our bikes by the swing sets. "They're a bunch of fucking scaredy-cats. God forbid they get wet with a little rainwater," Josh said with his typical, cynical tone. I couldn't help but worry about the sexual encounter between Josh and me earlier this afternoon. Could Josh keep a secret? Was it a one-in-done sexipaid? Well, I knew a secret about him, and he knew the same about me, but it still bothered me that he hadn't mentioned how he felt about the great hand job earlier. Then again, I hadn't said anything to him about how I was feeling either. Was this a taboo subject between two teens? Maybe we weren't supposed to talk about this kind of thing. "Here you go," Josh said, handing me his shorter-than-average basketball shorts. "Thanks," I said as we stripped down in the bathhouse. At first, I was a bit apprehensive about revealing my boner when I peeled off my sweaty, tight jeans, but I was relieved when Josh gave his hard cock a few strokes before slipping into his swimming trunks. "You have a nice dick," Josh added as I wiggled into his tight shorts. "Wouldn't it be funny if your dick slid out of those tight shorts while you were swimming?" We both giggled again as we walked toward the waterfront. There were only a few people left at the beach, and they were feverishly packing up to leave before the storm hit. As we wadded in, I guessed that the water was close to the same temperature as the eighty-degree air. Josh playfully splashed me in the face before turning away so I couldn't reciprocate. I opted to change my strategy, jumped on his back, and then held on for dear life. He fell backward into waist-deep water. We both came up laughing our asses off as we wiped the water from our faces. The lightning lit up the ski as if it was high-noon before the defining thunder struck. "That's fucking hot," Josh said as he pointed down at my clearly defined hard-on in my tight shorts. "Oh, really?" I responded as I tackled him to the water again. "What are our chances of getting struck by lightning?" Josh said after coming up for air. "I'd say pretty slim." "Speaking of slim. How much do you weigh?" Josh asked as he ran his fingers down my abs. One... ah... Ummm... one forty-five," I was finally able to say just as Josh's fingers traced the outline of my cock. "I outweigh you by five pounds," Josh said as he took me by my shoulders and turned me away from him. His hands slid down my shoulders to my hard nipples, but he didn't stop there. I could feel Josh's hard cock push into my back. The rain started slowly at first and intensified within a few seconds. Josh laid his head on my shoulder and softly kissed my neck as he slid his hands inside my shorts. I had never been held like this before, and I could never remember being so turned on. Lightning struck again, and I hoped the storm's distractions wouldn't interfere with Josh's erotic behavior. Josh lowered my shorts and his swimming trunks before pressing his hard throbbing cock into the crack of my bubble butt. That was another benefit of working on a farm. There were plenty of opportunities to build the correct muscles in the right places. It was good that everyone had left the beach because they would have had no problem hearing me moan, even over the torrential downpour. The only things that could drown out our sexual sounds were the cracks of lightning and the thunder that quickly followed. Josh's cock felt so good as he humped me from behind. I wanted our erotic monument to last forever, but I knew I wouldn't last long, especially if he didn't stop stroking my dick. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum," Josh announced just as my cock started to spasm. I was sure the ropes of cum would have been fairly impressive if there had been enough light to see anything. When I turned around to face Josh, I could barely see his smile. The rain was cold, so I backed into the warmer, deeper water, dragging Josh along. We stood in neck-deep water, staring into each other's eyes. I shook my head no and said, "you?" "Nope," he replied, placing both hands on my face and pulling me in for my first kiss. When his lips touched mine, the feeling lit up every cell in my brain, leaving me incapable of adequately thinking. At first, I thought we'd only kiss for a few seconds and then separate, but when his tongue made its way between my lips, I was struck with so much passion that he caused me to follow suit. How could anything ever feel this amazing? I thought I might cum again, just from our tongues exploring each other's mouths. "Oh my God, that was hot," Josh said after we stopped for air. "What's that sound?" I asked with an alarming tone. "They're tornado sirens. We better get out and take cover," Josh said with concern. "Where? I doubt there's a basement around here," I retorted as we made it to the shoreline. "There are some big drain culverts in the playground area. My brother and I used to play in them all the time when we were little kids," Josh recommended. Not only was Josh the hottest kid in my grade, but he was also probably the smartest. "Quick, in here," Josh said, dragging me into one of the three-foot-tall concrete culverts. "My mom is going to be worried," I told Josh as I shivered. The temperature must have dropped thirty degrees within the last five minutes. "My mom and dad are in Chicago for the weekend. Hmm, sounds like a train coming," Josh said. "That's not a train. That's a fucking tornado," I shouted. "No, the tracks are right over there on the west side of the lake," Josh said, trying to calm me down. "No, it's a tornado," I argued as I wrapped my arms around Josh. "You're right; it's a fucking tornado," Josh yelled as he gripped me back. We tried to communicate, but there was so much noise. "We better hit the dirt!" Josh yelled. Josh and I laid face down on the sandy floor of the culvert and covered our heads with our hands. I knew we needed to stay as low as possible. "I think it's past us," Josh said with relief. "I think you're right," I agreed. The deafening noise had been replaced with an almost eerie silence. "That was fucked up," I added as we crawled out of the culvert. Other than our bikes lying out in the parking area, there wasn't much damage, and I thought a tornado would leave a lot more destruction. "It couldn't have done that much damage. Look, someone's coming," Josh said as he pointed at some headlights from an approaching vehicle. "It looks like Mr. Grabal's truck," he added as the vehicle got closer. "You boys, all right," Mr. Grabal asked as he launched from his truck before it stopped. "Come on. Put your bikes in the back of the truck. I'm taking you boys back to my house." Even though Josh and I were a bit cold and shaken up from the frightening experience, we were both enjoying each other's touch while sitting in the truck. I kept feeling Josh's hand rubbing on my bare leg. The tornado touched down less than two miles from the lake and took out a few buildings and most of the electricity in the area. Lucky for the Grabal's, they still had power; Josh and my houses had none. Therefore, my mom arranged for me to stay overnight with the Grabal's. When we arrived back at the Grabal's house, we brushed as much dry sand off our bodies as we could before throwing on a shirt. There was food sitting out for us that we both desperately needed, and Josh and I sat at the island eating ham sandwiches until we were stuffed. Showers would be necessary before going to bed, so Mrs. Grabal put out some towels for us. I don't think Mrs. Grabal intended for us to shower together, but that's what I was hoping for when I snuck into the intentionally unlocked bathroom. Josh already had the shower running, and he was completely naked while adjusting the water temperature when he turned to look at me and gave me the come here signal with his right index finger. I smiled broadly and quickly locked the door. "Let me help you undress," Josh said as he lifted my tank top over my head and slid my borrowed shorts down to my ankles so I could easily step out of them. I was in ecstasy as we put our arms around each other and pulled our naked bodies together, allowing our rock-hard cocks to slide against the pre cum slippery skin. We kissed, but this time it was anything but awkward, and it felt as if our mouths were meant for one another. Josh pulled me into the shower and handed me the bar of soap while he rinsed the culvert sand from his hair. I lathered my hands, and as seductively as possible, I washed Josh's muscular back and shoulders. Josh stood under the warm water as I made my way down to his white, succulent, little ass cheeks. I softly rubbed the soap around and around until I dared to slip one hand in his crack while brushing my index finger against his tight, tiny hole. Josh whimpered as I continued to move my hands to the front of his hips, where I found a throbbing cock. When I say throbbing. Damn, I mean, I could feel his racing pulse in his beautiful cock as I slightly stroked him; all the while, I pushed my cock ever so slightly against his ass crack. I knew what I wanted to do next, so I sat on the bathtub floor and turned Josh, so his cock was at the perfect height for me to enjoy. I had seen two guys sucking each other in a porn magazine, and I knew it was something I wanted to try with Josh. The warm water continued to fall between us as I took Josh's perfect, cut dick in my mouth. I had never done anything like this before, so I was nervous that my teeth could hurt Josh. That didn't stop Josh from holding the back of my head as he started to hump my face. I guess he had much more trust in my capabilities than I did. I gaged a bit at first but fell into my role as a good, little-boy, cocksucker. I could feel Josh start to spasm as his rhythm slowed slightly, and then he moaned so loudly that there was no way he wasn't heard by the Grabal's. I felt his hot cum hit the back of my throat. The taste was bitter, but I loved it nonetheless. When Josh helped me up to my feet, he immediately pulled me into a kiss. "Someone's knocking on the door," I said with panic in my tone after abruptly breaking our passionate kiss. "I'll get it," Josh whispered. "I've finished anyway," he added before giggling. All I could think was, Omg, omg, omg... "I didn't realize you were both in there. Here you go; I washed and dried your trousers," I heard Mrs. Grabal say. End of Part Two