Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2009 12:14:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Henry Brooks Subject: Blown Away Short Story Zack Cardiff was only twenty years young when both his parents were killed in a horrific car accident. He had just finished his second year at the University of Oklahoma, and this unfortunate event put an end to any dreams he might have had of furthering his education. He was an only child and as far as he knew, neither of his parents had any siblings. So at the tender age of twenty, he found himself alone in the world, and the owner of a very productive forty acre farm in the great state of Oklahoma. Zack ran the entire farm with only two hired hands, the Bradford twins. The twins were lucky that Zack's father had taken them under his wing. They were a little older than Zack at twenty-two. Their father was a boozer who disappeared when they were twelve, and their mother was a hopeless alcoholic also. What she earned cleaning houses, Zack's included, she pissed away on booze. When they were still in high school, the twins, Jamie and Matt, started to work for Zack's father after school and summers. They had always been big for their age; strong, muscular and strapping boys. Zack was never a slacker either, and he pitched in with the farm work right alongside his father, Jamie and Matt. He was only a smidgeon shorter than the twins, but just as muscular. The Cardiff's had a makeshift shower just outside their tool shed. At the end of a day's work, the three boys often showered together. None of them were ashamed of their bodies. All the work on the farm was paying off into ripped chests, and bulging muscles. Mr. Cardiff always cleaned himself up in the house, and Mrs. Cardiff always made a hearty dinner for all of them. She knew full well that the twins would not get a healthy, fulfilling meal at home. Shortly after Zack inherited the farm, he and the Bradford twins were harvesting corn when they all heard a sudden roaring noise. Alarmed they looked toward the horizon and could see an enormous twister heading their way. They stood frozen for a few seconds, just long enough for Zack to determine that the twister was angling to the right of his property and would probably only skirt the outer perimeter. Still, he wasn't about to get cocky. He yelled at the twins to follow him and they ran at a quick pace to his storm cellar. They descended into the cellar, and Zack closed the door behind them. The noise of the twister, as it got nearer, scared the daylights out of the young men and they huddled together. They held each other tightly until the noise started abating and they reasoned that the twister was passing them by. They waited a good half hour before venturing out. Zack's property and acreage were in tact. Thank you, God, he said to himself, but as they looked out across Zack's fields they could tell that the twister's path had gone directly toward the poorest residential section of their town. "We'd better go check on mom," Jamie said. "Pile into my pick-up," Zack instructed the twins. They drove until they could drive no longer. The fallen trees and the debris precluded any further vehicular traffic. They ran on foot towards the Bradford trailer, but when they got there, they found only rubble. The three men began pulling lumber and siding off the pile the twister had created, and eventually they found Mrs. Bradford's body buried deep in the heap. The three of them carried the frail and very light weight body back to the pick-up, and took it back to the farm. They had no electricity, but they placed Mrs. Bradford's body in the deep freeze anyway. It was still plenty cold for the time being at least. Miraculously the phones were working. Zack reported her death to the proper authorities, and they said they would check with him, when time permitted, regarding his plans for funeral arrangements. The twins were hardly saddened by their mother's death, and figured that she was better off. "We ain't got money for no burial, you hear?" Matt directed his question to Zack. "My folks are buried on a shady spot up on that hill over there," Zack said pointing to a hill shaded by a huge elm tree. "Would you like to bury your mom there next to my folks?" "That would be mighty nice of you," Jamie said. "Would it be alright if we said our own prayers and left the preacher out of this? I don't want to spend no money." "Of course." Zack said. "It's getting' kinda dark now, and we don't have lights, so let's eat something and get to bed. We'll bury your mom in the morning and then get back to work. We need to get the corn harvested, else it'll rot on the vine." They made some peanut butter sandwiches and ate it with milk. They were afraid the milk would spoil if they didn't use it right away. "I don't reckon we'll have hot water so we better be prepared for cold showers," Zack proclaimed. They could have showered in the house, but out of old habit, they went to the outdoor shower. As Zack predicted, the water was frigid. The guys braved it out, but they laughed at each other as they noticed that their cocks were shrinking." Zack was still sleeping in his own room. He never thought to move into the master bedroom. He offered his parents' old bedroom to the twins, but apologized that they had to sleep together in a standard size bed. Somehow he felt that this was going to be a permanent arrangement, and he was pleased at the idea. They were all naked so Zack asked if they would like a pair of his shorts. "Nah," Matt answered. "We always sleep naked. As for the size of the bed, we been sleeping together in a three quarter size bed so this is luxury. The trailer wasn't big enough for more than that." When Matt said that, Zack began to get a boner. He was surprised and couldn't explain it. Zack was one handsome dude and when he was at the university he had managed to fuck plenty of co-eds, but he never had a crush on any of them. They were good for getting your rocks off and that was it. On the other hand, he had a big crush on his room mate, but he was not urbane enough to recognize the symptoms. The two men often whacked off in their beds at night. They had agreed early on that it was a natural thing and they wouldn't let their manly pride interrupt their old habits. Zack would listen to Randy's noises as he jerked off, and to his scream as he came. It would turn him on so that he would reach his own orgasm faster than he would have liked. Afterward, they would even ask each other if it was a good one. The answer was always the same. "I've had better." Each time they played `together' separately, Zack longed to jerk Randy off himself, but he was too chicken to ask. He had no idea that he was thinking homosexual thoughts. The idea of homosexuality was foreign to him. It never occurred to him that he, nor anyone he knew, could be a fairy. The twins climbed into bed and Zack asked if they would like their door closed. "I hate closed doors," Jamie said. "Please leave it open." As soon as he got into bed, Zack started to stroke his semi hard cock. He pretended that he and Randy were jerking off together. His imagination was so strong that he could even hear Randy moaning in delight. Suddenly he sat bolt upright in bed. It wasn't Randy at all. The moaning was coming from the twins' bedroom, and it was getting louder. He could not restrain himself. He got out of bed and tiptoed to the master bedroom and peeked inside. The moonlight shining through the window more than illuminated the room. What he saw startled and excited him. Matt was sitting at the edge of the bed facing the door. Jamie was kneeling on the floor and had Matt's cock in his mouth. Now Zack was no stranger to a blow job. Some of the girl's at school wanted to retain their virginity for the marriage bed so they sucked his cock to satisfy him and his lust. But to see two brothers going at it was something else. Matt looked up to see Zack standing in the doorway gawking at them. "Don't just stand there," Matt said. "Join us! It'll be all the more fun." By this time Jamie had stopped sucking and was sitting next to Matt on the bed. They spread apart to make room for Zack, who sat down between the naked twins. All three were as naked as the day they were born. Zack was speechless so Jamie broke the ice. "We both fucked plenty of girls," he said, "usually as a threesome. The girls really got turned on fucking twins. But don't forget, we slept together naked every night and it didn't take us long to figure out, that we gave each other more pleasure than any girl. We figured that if we were lovers, no woman would ever separate us, and we could be lovers and brothers until we kicked the bucket. Can you understand that, Zack?" "Absolutely! You make me wish I had a brother. But I've never done it with a man so I don't know if I can believe it's better than with a woman." The twins smiled at each other. Matt spoke first. "Well, you're off to a good start. You're hard as a rock. Would you like us to show you how great it is?" Zack nodded. "Why don't you watch us Zack, and when you see something you would like to do, let us know and we'll include you." With that said, Jamie resumed blowing Matt. After just a few seconds, Zack said, "That, I'd like to do that." "Do you want to blow or get blown?" Matt asked. "First I'd like to get blown by a guy. Women have already done it to me. I'd like to see if the techniques are different, and then I'd like to apply what I learn to both of you." "You know," Jamie said, "I'm beginning to feel real good about our trailer getting blown away." He got off the bed, kneeled between Zack's legs and took Zack into his eager mouth. His tongue lapped around Zack's head and up and down the underside of his seven inch uncut shaft. Zack could feel his orgasm coming on and Jamie pulled off him. Zack needed to cum so badly that he almost yelled at Jamie, but when he saw Jamie resume sucking his brother's cock, he waited his turn again. Matt said, "Enough of this. Let's form a daisy chain and keep sucking until we all cum." They just couldn't manage this position in this bed, so they went into the living room and did it on the floor. Zack was the first to cum. Matt was sucking him, and to his surprise Matt swallowed all his jism. Zack could feel that Jamie was about to cum. He wanted to be as much of a man as Matt had been and when Jamie came, Zack swallowed all that he could. "You guys are right," Zack said afterwards, "that orgasm was awesome." "You ain't seen nothin' yet," Jamie said. "After work tomorrow, you can fuck Matt or me and you'll see how much better it feels than fucking a girl. You'll see." He repeated you'll see several times. The three of them fell asleep on the living room floor. They huddled together and nested together. Zack was in the middle and he pressed his hard cock against Matt's crack, but not until Jamie's hard rod pressed against his own crack. The following morning they ate cold dry cereal for breakfast. The milk was warm and they were afraid that it might have spoiled. They tried to get news on Zack's portable radio, but all they got was static on the local stations, and the more distant stations were too indistinct to hear anything with clarity. After breakfast, the men took spades out of the tool shed. The twins began to dig a grave for their mom about five feet from the Cardiff's. While the twins were digging the grave, Zack took a two by four and sawed it in two pieces. Then he cut each piece down to about the size of the cross on his parents' grave. He took a pen knife and carved Ella Bradford on the shorter piece. He got her year of birth from the twins and below her name he carved 1967-2009. When he had fashioned the best cross he could, he took another spade and helped the twins dig the grave. "I reckon we've gone about six feet," Matt suddenly announced, "and it's plenty long and wide enough for the size of our mama." They all agreed and climbed out of the grave. They were very filthy and so they stripped and showered outdoors shivering their butts off. Back in the house, Zack did something he had not had the heart to do until now. He got several large plastic garbage bags and carefully filled them with his mother's clothing. He figured he would give them to the Red Cross or whoever was providing disaster relief. Then he took all his dad's clothes, from socks and underwear out, and allotted it equally to the twins. As he did this, he cried, and the twins wrapped their arms around his shoulder. When he calmed down a little, they all got dressed, and went to the cellar to remove the body from the deep freeze. They wrapped the body in heavy burlap and secured the covering. Jamie easily picked up the corpse and carried her to the gravesite. As carefully as possible they laid Ella Bradford to rest and began shoveling the dirt over her body. At the appropriate moment, Zack positioned the cross and secured it well with the remaining dirt. When they were done, Zack asked, "Does one of you want to say something, or both of you, or what?" "I'll do the honors," Matt said. "Mama," he intoned. "I know Daddy was a drunken bastard and you were too. I'm sorry you had such a hard life and that you couldn't stop drinking, but even so, you didn't deserve to die like this. Well, on the bright side, you're out of your misery and if God has a heart, you are surely in heaven. Enjoy the scenery Mama, and hopefully Jamie and I will see you there someday. Love from both your sons. And oh yes, Zack sends love too. He's kinda like our brother now after what we done last night." When he was finished, he turned to Zack. "I think we better get to work now. I reckon we can put in a good six hours before it gets dark." As night approached, the three men showered in the outdoor shower, and much to their delight, the water began to warm. When they got into the house, they flicked the light switch, and were relieved to know that power had been restored; at least it had been restored to this lightly damaged section of town. All the food in the fridge had spoiled. All they had were canned goods, mostly vegetables and sides. "I got an idea," Zack said. Let's take my mom's clothes into the undamaged part of town and leave it at some fire station for disaster relief. Then let's find an open restaurant and have a good meal for a change. It's on me. When I was going through my father's stuff, I found a twenty dollar bill, condoms and lubricant. I think daddy meant for us to use all of those things." The twins looked at Zack in astonishment. All that had sunk in was the acquisition of the twenty dollar bill. Finally Jamie got the remark about condoms and lube and he broke out laughing. "I see you have big ideas for tonight, Bro." He called Zack Bro, and Zack almost lost it. He held back his tears and said, "C'mon. I'm hungry so let's get going." The front seat of Zack's pick-up easily sat all three of these strapping guys. On the way home after dinner, Matt sat in the middle, Zack drove with one hand and had his other arm around Matt's shoulder, and Matt had an arm around each of his brothers. They drove in silence for awhile, enjoying this moment of non sexual intimacy. Finally Jamie asked, "Do you really want to share your life and your farm with us Zack?" Without hesitation Zack said, "It's hard for me to put into words, but I love you guys. When you told me that the two of you wanted to share your lives and your bed for a lifetime, and didn't want any woman breaking you up, I was so envious of you, I wanted to run out of the house. The fact that you are both willing to include me as another brother in your hearts, is so overwhelming, I'm speechless. Of course I want us to be equal, and I'll gladly share all I have with you. But fellas, we do have a major problem and that's the sleeping arrangements." After a second they all broke out laughing. Matt spoke first. "We could remove the wall between the two bedrooms and get rid of the two existing beds. Then we can replace them with one king size bed, and we can distribute the dressers from both rooms all around the enlarged room." "That, my dear brother is a great idea," Zack said. "The harvest will be done in another week and we can start on the renovation right after that. But in the meantime, let's see how innovative we can be under existing conditions. Room or no room, one or both of you is going to fuck me tonight. We don't want my father's gift to get wasted." "Ooh, ooh," Matt said like a little boy. "Can I be in the middle?" They laughed all the way home. They sat naked on the standard size bed, and Zack asked if they had ever fucked each other before. They broke out laughing. "Maybe a thousand times," Jamie said. "Well, guys, it's my first time either way, so be gentle." Matt laid Zack down across the bed so that his ass was at the edge. He tossed the condoms away. "We don't need these," he said. Then he squirted some lube on Zack's ass and worked it in with his fingers. Zack began to moan and sigh. Encouraged, Matt then greased his cock, raised Zack's legs, and began to enter Zack's eagerly waiting hole. He met some resistance at the sphincter, but after that he slipped right in, and Zack moaned, "That feels so good." Jamie then greased Matt's ass and his own cock and entered Matt easily. "Are you happy to be in the middle?" Jamie asked Matt. Unexpectedly Zack said, "Will you two shut up and fuck my brains out." They all started pumping at once. Zack's prostate was exploding. He wanted to cum and tried to restrain himself, but it was impossible. He gushed up his body and his cum got squished by Matt. Seconds later each of the twins came. They lay glued together until they softened and fell out. "So how did you enjoy your first fuck?" Matt asked Zack. "Totally awesome," Zack replied. "Let's keep switching positions and let's not ignore a good blow job. I'm still not sure which I enjoy more. I'll reserve judgment until I do the fucking." Eventually each of them had a turn at fucking and being fucked. When they were totally exhausted, the three men lay huddled together without an inch of room to spare. They had to lie in a nesting position. "You know," Matt said to Zack. "You have never kissed either of us. I consider kissing, cuddling and fondling a vital part of love making." "Well, that's easy enough to remedy," Zack said. He got out of bed and told the twins to lie on their backs. Then going from one side of the bed to the other, he leaned over and kissed each one passionately. He shot his tongue down each throat and they did the same to him. As Zack kissed, he fondled the package of the twin he was kissing. "Until we get the new bed," Zack said, "I don't think it's fair that I sleep alone every night. How about we rotate that situation also?" "You are absolutely right," Matt said. "Since I got to have the honor of being in the middle tonight, I'll take the single bed. You guys better leave the door open. I want to make sure that I don't miss out on anything." For three weeks after the harvest, the men worked a good ten hours a day. They knocked out the wall between the bedrooms and that meant repositioning some of the electrical wiring. That in turn meant damaging other walls. They had to put up new drywall in most of the newly renovated room. They created a soffit where the supporting beam was, and later, when they repainted the room, they decorated the soffit with farm animal decals. They ripped out the old carpeting and restored the original hardwood flooring until it shone like glass. They were proud of their effort, and the room reflected the work of three very handy men. At last the big day came, and the huge bed was delivered. That night they celebrated their love in their new bed. They could actually romp in it and make a daisy chain with little effort. They didn't think it was fair for any one of them to have the center position this night so they switched often. When finally they were ready to sleep, they slept cuddled together, but not uncomfortably. They slept that way for all the many years to come. They never questioned the wisdom of their union, and their love grew stronger with every passing day. Blown Away Zack Cardiff was only twenty years young when both his parents were killed in a horrific car accident. He had just finished his second year at the University of Oklahoma, and this unfortunate event put an end to any dreams he might have had of furthering his education. He was an only child and as far as he knew, neither of his parents had any siblings. So at the tender age of twenty, he found himself alone in the world, and the owner of a very productive forty acre farm in the great state of Oklahoma. Zack ran the entire farm with only two hired hands, the Bradford twins. The twins were lucky that Zack's father had taken them under his wing. They were a little older than Zack at twenty-two. Their father was a boozer who disappeared when they were twelve, and their mother was a hopeless alcoholic also. What she earned cleaning houses, Zack's included, she pissed away on booze. When they were still in high school, the twins, Jamie and Matt, started to work for Zack's father after school and summers. They had always been big for their age; strong, muscular and strapping boys. Zack was never a slacker either, and he pitched in with the farm work right alongside his father, Jamie and Matt. He was only a smidgeon shorter than the twins, but just as muscular. The Cardiff's had a makeshift shower just outside their tool shed. At the end of a day's work, the three boys often showered together. None of them were ashamed of their bodies. All the work on the farm was paying off into ripped chests, and bulging muscles. Mr. Cardiff always cleaned himself up in the house, and Mrs. Cardiff always made a hearty dinner for all of them. She knew full well that the twins would not get a healthy, fulfilling meal at home. Shortly after Zack inherited the farm, he and the Bradford twins were harvesting corn when they all heard a sudden roaring noise. Alarmed they looked toward the horizon and could see an enormous twister heading their way. They stood frozen for a few seconds, just long enough for Zack to determine that the twister was angling to the right of his property and would probably only skirt the outer perimeter. Still, he wasn't about to get cocky. He yelled at the twins to follow him and they ran at a quick pace to his storm cellar. They descended into the cellar, and Zack closed the door behind them. The noise of the twister, as it got nearer, scared the daylights out of the young men and they huddled together. They held each other tightly until the noise started abating and they reasoned that the twister was passing them by. They waited a good half hour before venturing out. Zack's property and acreage were in tact. Thank you, God, he said to himself, but as they looked out across Zack's fields they could tell that the twister's path had gone directly toward the poorest residential section of their town. "We'd better go check on mom," Jamie said. "Pile into my pick-up," Zack instructed the twins. They drove until they could drive no longer. The fallen trees and the debris precluded any further vehicular traffic. They ran on foot towards the Bradford trailer, but when they got there, they found only rubble. The three men began pulling lumber and siding off the pile the twister had created, and eventually they found Mrs. Bradford's body buried deep in the heap. The three of them carried the frail and very light weight body back to the pick-up, and took it back to the farm. They had no electricity, but they placed Mrs. Bradford's body in the deep freeze anyway. It was still plenty cold for the time being at least. Miraculously the phones were working. Zack reported her death to the proper authorities, and they said they would check with him, when time permitted, regarding his plans for funeral arrangements. The twins were hardly saddened by their mother's death, and figured that she was better off. "We ain't got money for no burial, you hear?" Matt directed his question to Zack. "My folks are buried on a shady spot up on that hill over there," Zack said pointing to a hill shaded by a huge elm tree. "Would you like to bury your mom there next to my folks?" "That would be mighty nice of you," Jamie said. "Would it be alright if we said our own prayers and left the preacher out of this? I don't want to spend no money." "Of course." Zack said. "It's getting' kinda dark now, and we don't have lights, so let's eat something and get to bed. We'll bury your mom in the morning and then get back to work. We need to get the corn harvested, else it'll rot on the vine." They made some peanut butter sandwiches and ate it with milk. They were afraid the milk would spoil if they didn't use it right away. "I don't reckon we'll have hot water so we better be prepared for cold showers," Zack proclaimed. They could have showered in the house, but out of old habit, they went to the outdoor shower. As Zack predicted, the water was frigid. The guys braved it out, but they laughed at each other as they noticed that their cocks were shrinking." Zack was still sleeping in his own room. He never thought to move into the master bedroom. He offered his parents' old bedroom to the twins, but apologized that they had to sleep together in a standard size bed. Somehow he felt that this was going to be a permanent arrangement, and he was pleased at the idea. They were all naked so Zack asked if they would like a pair of his shorts. "Nah," Matt answered. "We always sleep naked. As for the size of the bed, we been sleeping together in a three quarter size bed so this is luxury. The trailer wasn't big enough for more than that." When Matt said that, Zack began to get a boner. He was surprised and couldn't explain it. Zack was one handsome dude and when he was at the university he had managed to fuck plenty of co-eds, but he never had a crush on any of them. They were good for getting your rocks off and that was it. On the other hand, he had a big crush on his room mate, but he was not urbane enough to recognize the symptoms. The two men often whacked off in their beds at night. They had agreed early on that it was a natural thing and they wouldn't let their manly pride interrupt their old habits. Zack would listen to Randy's noises as he jerked off, and to his scream as he came. It would turn him on so that he would reach his own orgasm faster than he would have liked. Afterward, they would even ask each other if it was a good one. The answer was always the same. "I've had better." Each time they played `together' separately, Zack longed to jerk Randy off himself, but he was too chicken to ask. He had no idea that he was thinking homosexual thoughts. The idea of homosexuality was foreign to him. It never occurred to him that he, nor anyone he knew, could be a fairy. The twins climbed into bed and Zack asked if they would like their door closed. "I hate closed doors," Jamie said. "Please leave it open." As soon as he got into bed, Zack started to stroke his semi hard cock. He pretended that he and Randy were jerking off together. His imagination was so strong that he could even hear Randy moaning in delight. Suddenly he sat bolt upright in bed. It wasn't Randy at all. The moaning was coming from the twins' bedroom, and it was getting louder. He could not restrain himself. He got out of bed and tiptoed to the master bedroom and peeked inside. The moonlight shining through the window more than illuminated the room. What he saw startled and excited him. Matt was sitting at the edge of the bed facing the door. Jamie was kneeling on the floor and had Matt's cock in his mouth. Now Zack was no stranger to a blow job. Some of the girl's at school wanted to retain their virginity for the marriage bed so they sucked his cock to satisfy him and his lust. But to see two brothers going at it was something else. Matt looked up to see Zack standing in the doorway gawking at them. "Don't just stand there," Matt said. "Join us! It'll be all the more fun." By this time Jamie had stopped sucking and was sitting next to Matt on the bed. They spread apart to make room for Zack, who sat down between the naked twins. All three were as naked as the day they were born. Zack was speechless so Jamie broke the ice. "We both fucked plenty of girls," he said, "usually as a threesome. The girls really got turned on fucking twins. But don't forget, we slept together naked every night and it didn't take us long to figure out, that we gave each other more pleasure than any girl. We figured that if we were lovers, no woman would ever separate us, and we could be lovers and brothers until we kicked the bucket. Can you understand that, Zack?" "Absolutely! You make me wish I had a brother. But I've never done it with a man so I don't know if I can believe it's better than with a woman." The twins smiled at each other. Matt spoke first. "Well, you're off to a good start. You're hard as a rock. Would you like us to show you how great it is?" Zack nodded. "Why don't you watch us Zack, and when you see something you would like to do, let us know and we'll include you." With that said, Jamie resumed blowing Matt. After just a few seconds, Zack said, "That, I'd like to do that." "Do you want to blow or get blown?" Matt asked. "First I'd like to get blown by a guy. Women have already done it to me. I'd like to see if the techniques are different, and then I'd like to apply what I learn to both of you." "You know," Jamie said, "I'm beginning to feel real good about our trailer getting blown away." He got off the bed, kneeled between Zack's legs and took Zack into his eager mouth. His tongue lapped around Zack's head and up and down the underside of his seven inch uncut shaft. Zack could feel his orgasm coming on and Jamie pulled off him. Zack needed to cum so badly that he almost yelled at Jamie, but when he saw Jamie resume sucking his brother's cock, he waited his turn again. Matt said, "Enough of this. Let's form a daisy chain and keep sucking until we all cum." They just couldn't manage this position in this bed, so they went into the living room and did it on the floor. Zack was the first to cum. Matt was sucking him, and to his surprise Matt swallowed all his jism. Zack could feel that Jamie was about to cum. He wanted to be as much of a man as Matt had been and when Jamie came, Zack swallowed all that he could. "You guys are right," Zack said afterwards, "that orgasm was awesome." "You ain't seen nothin' yet," Jamie said. "After work tomorrow, you can fuck Matt or me and you'll see how much better it feels than fucking a girl. You'll see." He repeated you'll see several times. The three of them fell asleep on the living room floor. They huddled together and nested together. Zack was in the middle and he pressed his hard cock against Matt's crack, but not until Jamie's hard rod pressed against his own crack. The following morning they ate cold dry cereal for breakfast. The milk was warm and they were afraid that it might have spoiled. They tried to get news on Zack's portable radio, but all they got was static on the local stations, and the more distant stations were too indistinct to hear anything with clarity. After breakfast, the men took spades out of the tool shed. The twins began to dig a grave for their mom about five feet from the Cardiff's. While the twins were digging the grave, Zack took a two by four and sawed it in two pieces. Then he cut each piece down to about the size of the cross on his parents' grave. He took a pen knife and carved Ella Bradford on the shorter piece. He got her year of birth from the twins and below her name he carved 1967-2009. When he had fashioned the best cross he could, he took another spade and helped the twins dig the grave. "I reckon we've gone about six feet," Matt suddenly announced, "and it's plenty long and wide enough for the size of our mama." They all agreed and climbed out of the grave. They were very filthy and so they stripped and showered outdoors shivering their butts off. Back in the house, Zack did something he had not had the heart to do until now. He got several large plastic garbage bags and carefully filled them with his mother's clothing. He figured he would give them to the Red Cross or whoever was providing disaster relief. Then he took all his dad's clothes, from socks and underwear out, and allotted it equally to the twins. As he did this, he cried, and the twins wrapped their arms around his shoulder. When he calmed down a little, they all got dressed, and went to the cellar to remove the body from the deep freeze. They wrapped the body in heavy burlap and secured the covering. Jamie easily picked up the corpse and carried her to the gravesite. As carefully as possible they laid Ella Bradford to rest and began shoveling the dirt over her body. At the appropriate moment, Zack positioned the cross and secured it well with the remaining dirt. When they were done, Zack asked, "Does one of you want to say something, or both of you, or what?" "I'll do the honors," Matt said. "Mama," he intoned. "I know Daddy was a drunken bastard and you were too. I'm sorry you had such a hard life and that you couldn't stop drinking, but even so, you didn't deserve to die like this. Well, on the bright side, you're out of your misery and if God has a heart, you are surely in heaven. Enjoy the scenery Mama, and hopefully Jamie and I will see you there someday. Love from both your sons. And oh yes, Zack sends love too. He's kinda like our brother now after what we done last night." When he was finished, he turned to Zack. "I think we better get to work now. I reckon we can put in a good six hours before it gets dark." As night approached, the three men showered in the outdoor shower, and much to their delight, the water began to warm. When they got into the house, they flicked the light switch, and were relieved to know that power had been restored; at least it had been restored to this lightly damaged section of town. All the food in the fridge had spoiled. All they had were canned goods, mostly vegetables and sides. "I got an idea," Zack said. Let's take my mom's clothes into the undamaged part of town and leave it at some fire station for disaster relief. Then let's find an open restaurant and have a good meal for a change. It's on me. When I was going through my father's stuff, I found a twenty dollar bill, condoms and lubricant. I think daddy meant for us to use all of those things." The twins looked at Zack in astonishment. All that had sunk in was the acquisition of the twenty dollar bill. Finally Jamie got the remark about condoms and lube and he broke out laughing. "I see you have big ideas for tonight, Bro." He called Zack Bro, and Zack almost lost it. He held back his tears and said, "C'mon. I'm hungry so let's get going." The front seat of Zack's pick-up easily sat all three of these strapping guys. On the way home after dinner, Matt sat in the middle, Zack drove with one hand and had his other arm around Matt's shoulder, and Matt had an arm around each of his brothers. They drove in silence for awhile, enjoying this moment of non sexual intimacy. Finally Jamie asked, "Do you really want to share your life and your farm with us Zack?" Without hesitation Zack said, "It's hard for me to put into words, but I love you guys. When you told me that the two of you wanted to share your lives and your bed for a lifetime, and didn't want any woman breaking you up, I was so envious of you, I wanted to run out of the house. The fact that you are both willing to include me as another brother in your hearts, is so overwhelming, I'm speechless. Of course I want us to be equal, and I'll gladly share all I have with you. But fellas, we do have a major problem and that's the sleeping arrangements." After a second they all broke out laughing. Matt spoke first. "We could remove the wall between the two bedrooms and get rid of the two existing beds. Then we can replace them with one king size bed, and we can distribute the dressers from both rooms all around the enlarged room." "That, my dear brother is a great idea," Zack said. "The harvest will be done in another week and we can start on the renovation right after that. But in the meantime, let's see how innovative we can be under existing conditions. Room or no room, one or both of you is going to fuck me tonight. We don't want my father's gift to get wasted." "Ooh, ooh," Matt said like a little boy. "Can I be in the middle?" They laughed all the way home. They sat naked on the standard size bed, and Zack asked if they had ever fucked each other before. They broke out laughing. "Maybe a thousand times," Jamie said. "Well, guys, it's my first time either way, so be gentle." Matt laid Zack down across the bed so that his ass was at the edge. He tossed the condoms away. "We don't need these," he said. Then he squirted some lube on Zack's ass and worked it in with his fingers. Zack began to moan and sigh. Encouraged, Matt then greased his cock, raised Zack's legs, and began to enter Zack's eagerly waiting hole. He met some resistance at the sphincter, but after that he slipped right in, and Zack moaned, "That feels so good." Jamie then greased Matt's ass and his own cock and entered Matt easily. "Are you happy to be in the middle?" Jamie asked Matt. Unexpectedly Zack said, "Will you two shut up and fuck my brains out." They all started pumping at once. Zack's prostate was exploding. He wanted to cum and tried to restrain himself, but it was impossible. He gushed up his body and his cum got squished by Matt. Seconds later each of the twins came. They lay glued together until they softened and fell out. "So how did you enjoy your first fuck?" Matt asked Zack. "Totally awesome," Zack replied. "Let's keep switching positions and let's not ignore a good blow job. I'm still not sure which I enjoy more. I'll reserve judgment until I do the fucking." Eventually each of them had a turn at fucking and being fucked. When they were totally exhausted, the three men lay huddled together without an inch of room to spare. They had to lie in a nesting position. "You know," Matt said to Zack. "You have never kissed either of us. I consider kissing, cuddling and fondling a vital part of love making." "Well, that's easy enough to remedy," Zack said. He got out of bed and told the twins to lie on their backs. Then going from one side of the bed to the other, he leaned over and kissed each one passionately. He shot his tongue down each throat and they did the same to him. As Zack kissed, he fondled the package of the twin he was kissing. "Until we get the new bed," Zack said, "I don't think it's fair that I sleep alone every night. How about we rotate that situation also?" "You are absolutely right," Matt said. "Since I got to have the honor of being in the middle tonight, I'll take the single bed. You guys better leave the door open. I want to make sure that I don't miss out on anything." For three weeks after the harvest, the men worked a good ten hours a day. They knocked out the wall between the bedrooms and that meant repositioning some of the electrical wiring. That in turn meant damaging other walls. They had to put up new drywall in most of the newly renovated room. They created a soffit where the supporting beam was, and later, when they repainted the room, they decorated the soffit with farm animal decals. They ripped out the old carpeting and restored the original hardwood flooring until it shone like glass. They were proud of their effort, and the room reflected the work of three very handy men. At last the big day came, and the huge bed was delivered. That night they celebrated their love in their new bed. They could actually romp in it and make a daisy chain with little effort. They didn't think it was fair for any one of them to have the center position this night so they switched often. When finally they were ready to sleep, they slept cuddled together, but not uncomfortably. They slept that way for all the many years to come. They never questioned the wisdom of their union, and their love grew stronger with every passing day. Blown Away Zack Cardiff was only twenty years young when both his parents were killed in a horrific car accident. He had just finished his second year at the University of Oklahoma, and this unfortunate event put an end to any dreams he might have had of furthering his education. He was an only child and as far as he knew, neither of his parents had any siblings. So at the tender age of twenty, he found himself alone in the world, and the owner of a very productive forty acre farm in the great state of Oklahoma. Zack ran the entire farm with only two hired hands, the Bradford twins. The twins were lucky that Zack's father had taken them under his wing. They were a little older than Zack at twenty-two. Their father was a boozer who disappeared when they were twelve, and their mother was a hopeless alcoholic also. What she earned cleaning houses, Zack's included, she pissed away on booze. When they were still in high school, the twins, Jamie and Matt, started to work for Zack's father after school and summers. They had always been big for their age; strong, muscular and strapping boys. Zack was never a slacker either, and he pitched in with the farm work right alongside his father, Jamie and Matt. He was only a smidgeon shorter than the twins, but just as muscular. The Cardiff's had a makeshift shower just outside their tool shed. At the end of a day's work, the three boys often showered together. None of them were ashamed of their bodies. All the work on the farm was paying off into ripped chests, and bulging muscles. Mr. Cardiff always cleaned himself up in the house, and Mrs. Cardiff always made a hearty dinner for all of them. She knew full well that the twins would not get a healthy, fulfilling meal at home. Shortly after Zack inherited the farm, he and the Bradford twins were harvesting corn when they all heard a sudden roaring noise. Alarmed they looked toward the horizon and could see an enormous twister heading their way. They stood frozen for a few seconds, just long enough for Zack to determine that the twister was angling to the right of his property and would probably only skirt the outer perimeter. Still, he wasn't about to get cocky. He yelled at the twins to follow him and they ran at a quick pace to his storm cellar. They descended into the cellar, and Zack closed the door behind them. The noise of the twister, as it got nearer, scared the daylights out of the young men and they huddled together. They held each other tightly until the noise started abating and they reasoned that the twister was passing them by. They waited a good half hour before venturing out. Zack's property and acreage were in tact. Thank you, God, he said to himself, but as they looked out across Zack's fields they could tell that the twister's path had gone directly toward the poorest residential section of their town. "We'd better go check on mom," Jamie said. "Pile into my pick-up," Zack instructed the twins. They drove until they could drive no longer. The fallen trees and the debris precluded any further vehicular traffic. They ran on foot towards the Bradford trailer, but when they got there, they found only rubble. The three men began pulling lumber and siding off the pile the twister had created, and eventually they found Mrs. Bradford's body buried deep in the heap. The three of them carried the frail and very light weight body back to the pick-up, and took it back to the farm. They had no electricity, but they placed Mrs. Bradford's body in the deep freeze anyway. It was still plenty cold for the time being at least. Miraculously the phones were working. Zack reported her death to the proper authorities, and they said they would check with him, when time permitted, regarding his plans for funeral arrangements. The twins were hardly saddened by their mother's death, and figured that she was better off. "We ain't got money for no burial, you hear?" Matt directed his question to Zack. "My folks are buried on a shady spot up on that hill over there," Zack said pointing to a hill shaded by a huge elm tree. "Would you like to bury your mom there next to my folks?" "That would be mighty nice of you," Jamie said. "Would it be alright if we said our own prayers and left the preacher out of this? I don't want to spend no money." "Of course." Zack said. "It's getting' kinda dark now, and we don't have lights, so let's eat something and get to bed. We'll bury your mom in the morning and then get back to work. We need to get the corn harvested, else it'll rot on the vine." They made some peanut butter sandwiches and ate it with milk. They were afraid the milk would spoil if they didn't use it right away. "I don't reckon we'll have hot water so we better be prepared for cold showers," Zack proclaimed. They could have showered in the house, but out of old habit, they went to the outdoor shower. As Zack predicted, the water was frigid. The guys braved it out, but they laughed at each other as they noticed that their cocks were shrinking." Zack was still sleeping in his own room. He never thought to move into the master bedroom. He offered his parents' old bedroom to the twins, but apologized that they had to sleep together in a standard size bed. Somehow he felt that this was going to be a permanent arrangement, and he was pleased at the idea. They were all naked so Zack asked if they would like a pair of his shorts. "Nah," Matt answered. "We always sleep naked. As for the size of the bed, we been sleeping together in a three quarter size bed so this is luxury. The trailer wasn't big enough for more than that." When Matt said that, Zack began to get a boner. He was surprised and couldn't explain it. Zack was one handsome dude and when he was at the university he had managed to fuck plenty of co-eds, but he never had a crush on any of them. They were good for getting your rocks off and that was it. On the other hand, he had a big crush on his room mate, but he was not urbane enough to recognize the symptoms. The two men often whacked off in their beds at night. They had agreed early on that it was a natural thing and they wouldn't let their manly pride interrupt their old habits. Zack would listen to Randy's noises as he jerked off, and to his scream as he came. It would turn him on so that he would reach his own orgasm faster than he would have liked. Afterward, they would even ask each other if it was a good one. The answer was always the same. "I've had better." Each time they played `together' separately, Zack longed to jerk Randy off himself, but he was too chicken to ask. He had no idea that he was thinking homosexual thoughts. The idea of homosexuality was foreign to him. It never occurred to him that he, nor anyone he knew, could be a fairy. The twins climbed into bed and Zack asked if they would like their door closed. "I hate closed doors," Jamie said. "Please leave it open." As soon as he got into bed, Zack started to stroke his semi hard cock. He pretended that he and Randy were jerking off together. His imagination was so strong that he could even hear Randy moaning in delight. Suddenly he sat bolt upright in bed. It wasn't Randy at all. The moaning was coming from the twins' bedroom, and it was getting louder. He could not restrain himself. He got out of bed and tiptoed to the master bedroom and peeked inside. The moonlight shining through the window more than illuminated the room. What he saw startled and excited him. Matt was sitting at the edge of the bed facing the door. Jamie was kneeling on the floor and had Matt's cock in his mouth. Now Zack was no stranger to a blow job. Some of the girl's at school wanted to retain their virginity for the marriage bed so they sucked his cock to satisfy him and his lust. But to see two brothers going at it was something else. Matt looked up to see Zack standing in the doorway gawking at them. "Don't just stand there," Matt said. "Join us! It'll be all the more fun." By this time Jamie had stopped sucking and was sitting next to Matt on the bed. They spread apart to make room for Zack, who sat down between the naked twins. All three were as naked as the day they were born. Zack was speechless so Jamie broke the ice. "We both fucked plenty of girls," he said, "usually as a threesome. The girls really got turned on fucking twins. But don't forget, we slept together naked every night and it didn't take us long to figure out, that we gave each other more pleasure than any girl. We figured that if we were lovers, no woman would ever separate us, and we could be lovers and brothers until we kicked the bucket. Can you understand that, Zack?" "Absolutely! You make me wish I had a brother. But I've never done it with a man so I don't know if I can believe it's better than with a woman." The twins smiled at each other. Matt spoke first. "Well, you're off to a good start. You're hard as a rock. Would you like us to show you how great it is?" Zack nodded. "Why don't you watch us Zack, and when you see something you would like to do, let us know and we'll include you." With that said, Jamie resumed blowing Matt. After just a few seconds, Zack said, "That, I'd like to do that." "Do you want to blow or get blown?" Matt asked. "First I'd like to get blown by a guy. Women have already done it to me. I'd like to see if the techniques are different, and then I'd like to apply what I learn to both of you." "You know," Jamie said, "I'm beginning to feel real good about our trailer getting blown away." He got off the bed, kneeled between Zack's legs and took Zack into his eager mouth. His tongue lapped around Zack's head and up and down the underside of his seven inch uncut shaft. Zack could feel his orgasm coming on and Jamie pulled off him. Zack needed to cum so badly that he almost yelled at Jamie, but when he saw Jamie resume sucking his brother's cock, he waited his turn again. Matt said, "Enough of this. Let's form a daisy chain and keep sucking until we all cum." They just couldn't manage this position in this bed, so they went into the living room and did it on the floor. Zack was the first to cum. Matt was sucking him, and to his surprise Matt swallowed all his jism. Zack could feel that Jamie was about to cum. He wanted to be as much of a man as Matt had been and when Jamie came, Zack swallowed all that he could. "You guys are right," Zack said afterwards, "that orgasm was awesome." "You ain't seen nothin' yet," Jamie said. "After work tomorrow, you can fuck Matt or me and you'll see how much better it feels than fucking a girl. You'll see." He repeated you'll see several times. The three of them fell asleep on the living room floor. They huddled together and nested together. Zack was in the middle and he pressed his hard cock against Matt's crack, but not until Jamie's hard rod pressed against his own crack. The following morning they ate cold dry cereal for breakfast. The milk was warm and they were afraid that it might have spoiled. They tried to get news on Zack's portable radio, but all they got was static on the local stations, and the more distant stations were too indistinct to hear anything with clarity. After breakfast, the men took spades out of the tool shed. The twins began to dig a grave for their mom about five feet from the Cardiff's. While the twins were digging the grave, Zack took a two by four and sawed it in two pieces. Then he cut each piece down to about the size of the cross on his parents' grave. He took a pen knife and carved Ella Bradford on the shorter piece. He got her year of birth from the twins and below her name he carved 1967-2009. When he had fashioned the best cross he could, he took another spade and helped the twins dig the grave. "I reckon we've gone about six feet," Matt suddenly announced, "and it's plenty long and wide enough for the size of our mama." They all agreed and climbed out of the grave. They were very filthy and so they stripped and showered outdoors shivering their butts off. Back in the house, Zack did something he had not had the heart to do until now. He got several large plastic garbage bags and carefully filled them with his mother's clothing. He figured he would give them to the Red Cross or whoever was providing disaster relief. Then he took all his dad's clothes, from socks and underwear out, and allotted it equally to the twins. As he did this, he cried, and the twins wrapped their arms around his shoulder. When he calmed down a little, they all got dressed, and went to the cellar to remove the body from the deep freeze. They wrapped the body in heavy burlap and secured the covering. Jamie easily picked up the corpse and carried her to the gravesite. As carefully as possible they laid Ella Bradford to rest and began shoveling the dirt over her body. At the appropriate moment, Zack positioned the cross and secured it well with the remaining dirt. When they were done, Zack asked, "Does one of you want to say something, or both of you, or what?" "I'll do the honors," Matt said. "Mama," he intoned. "I know Daddy was a drunken bastard and you were too. I'm sorry you had such a hard life and that you couldn't stop drinking, but even so, you didn't deserve to die like this. Well, on the bright side, you're out of your misery and if God has a heart, you are surely in heaven. Enjoy the scenery Mama, and hopefully Jamie and I will see you there someday. Love from both your sons. And oh yes, Zack sends love too. He's kinda like our brother now after what we done last night." When he was finished, he turned to Zack. "I think we better get to work now. I reckon we can put in a good six hours before it gets dark." As night approached, the three men showered in the outdoor shower, and much to their delight, the water began to warm. When they got into the house, they flicked the light switch, and were relieved to know that power had been restored; at least it had been restored to this lightly damaged section of town. All the food in the fridge had spoiled. All they had were canned goods, mostly vegetables and sides. "I got an idea," Zack said. Let's take my mom's clothes into the undamaged part of town and leave it at some fire station for disaster relief. Then let's find an open restaurant and have a good meal for a change. It's on me. When I was going through my father's stuff, I found a twenty dollar bill, condoms and lubricant. I think daddy meant for us to use all of those things." The twins looked at Zack in astonishment. All that had sunk in was the acquisition of the twenty dollar bill. Finally Jamie got the remark about condoms and lube and he broke out laughing. "I see you have big ideas for tonight, Bro." He called Zack Bro, and Zack almost lost it. He held back his tears and said, "C'mon. I'm hungry so let's get going." The front seat of Zack's pick-up easily sat all three of these strapping guys. On the way home after dinner, Matt sat in the middle, Zack drove with one hand and had his other arm around Matt's shoulder, and Matt had an arm around each of his brothers. They drove in silence for awhile, enjoying this moment of non sexual intimacy. Finally Jamie asked, "Do you really want to share your life and your farm with us Zack?" Without hesitation Zack said, "It's hard for me to put into words, but I love you guys. When you told me that the two of you wanted to share your lives and your bed for a lifetime, and didn't want any woman breaking you up, I was so envious of you, I wanted to run out of the house. The fact that you are both willing to include me as another brother in your hearts, is so overwhelming, I'm speechless. Of course I want us to be equal, and I'll gladly share all I have with you. But fellas, we do have a major problem and that's the sleeping arrangements." After a second they all broke out laughing. Matt spoke first. "We could remove the wall between the two bedrooms and get rid of the two existing beds. Then we can replace them with one king size bed, and we can distribute the dressers from both rooms all around the enlarged room." "That, my dear brother is a great idea," Zack said. "The harvest will be done in another week and we can start on the renovation right after that. But in the meantime, let's see how innovative we can be under existing conditions. Room or no room, one or both of you is going to fuck me tonight. We don't want my father's gift to get wasted." "Ooh, ooh," Matt said like a little boy. "Can I be in the middle?" They laughed all the way home. They sat naked on the standard size bed, and Zack asked if they had ever fucked each other before. They broke out laughing. "Maybe a thousand times," Jamie said. "Well, guys, it's my first time either way, so be gentle." Matt laid Zack down across the bed so that his ass was at the edge. He tossed the condoms away. "We don't need these," he said. Then he squirted some lube on Zack's ass and worked it in with his fingers. Zack began to moan and sigh. Encouraged, Matt then greased his cock, raised Zack's legs, and began to enter Zack's eagerly waiting hole. He met some resistance at the sphincter, but after that he slipped right in, and Zack moaned, "That feels so good." Jamie then greased Matt's ass and his own cock and entered Matt easily. "Are you happy to be in the middle?" Jamie asked Matt. Unexpectedly Zack said, "Will you two shut up and fuck my brains out." They all started pumping at once. Zack's prostate was exploding. He wanted to cum and tried to restrain himself, but it was impossible. He gushed up his body and his cum got squished by Matt. Seconds later each of the twins came. They lay glued together until they softened and fell out. "So how did you enjoy your first fuck?" Matt asked Zack. "Totally awesome," Zack replied. "Let's keep switching positions and let's not ignore a good blow job. I'm still not sure which I enjoy more. I'll reserve judgment until I do the fucking." Eventually each of them had a turn at fucking and being fucked. When they were totally exhausted, the three men lay huddled together without an inch of room to spare. They had to lie in a nesting position. "You know," Matt said to Zack. "You have never kissed either of us. I consider kissing, cuddling and fondling a vital part of love making." "Well, that's easy enough to remedy," Zack said. He got out of bed and told the twins to lie on their backs. Then going from one side of the bed to the other, he leaned over and kissed each one passionately. He shot his tongue down each throat and they did the same to him. As Zack kissed, he fondled the package of the twin he was kissing. "Until we get the new bed," Zack said, "I don't think it's fair that I sleep alone every night. How about we rotate that situation also?" "You are absolutely right," Matt said. "Since I got to have the honor of being in the middle tonight, I'll take the single bed. You guys better leave the door open. I want to make sure that I don't miss out on anything." For three weeks after the harvest, the men worked a good ten hours a day. They knocked out the wall between the bedrooms and that meant repositioning some of the electrical wiring. That in turn meant damaging other walls. They had to put up new drywall in most of the newly renovated room. They created a soffit where the supporting beam was, and later, when they repainted the room, they decorated the soffit with farm animal decals. They ripped out the old carpeting and restored the original hardwood flooring until it shone like glass. They were proud of their effort, and the room reflected the work of three very handy men. At last the big day came, and the huge bed was delivered. That night they celebrated their love in their new bed. They could actually romp in it and make a daisy chain with little effort. They didn't think it was fair for any one of them to have the center position this night so they switched often. When finally they were ready to sleep, they slept cuddled together, but not uncomfortably. They slept that way for all the many years to come. They never questioned the wisdom of their union, and their love grew stronger with every passing day.