Date: Mon, 3 Aug 2020 21:23:28 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Lexington, Part 3

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I haven't had this good of a reaction since "Post Deployment Dad"
first came out!! It's awesome.Thanks for your support with my stories.
It helps my enthusiasm.
I lose interest when you lose interest. Share your fantasies
studbluecollar@gmail.com.

My stories never really end but I do take long breaks from them.
Writer's block is an evil thing. But these things usually come to me at
night and when I get up in the morning I'll bang out a chapter to
clear it all up. Then I have a quick jerk off session. So don't worry.
I come back to them all eventually.

All my stories are pure fiction from my twisted mind. I use real
places but with made people. The situations are fantasies. Nothing more.

I'm not your father. You know the laws in the area you live. You know
the chances of STD's. But live life how you wish on your own terms and
do not judge others. Life is too short. Love.

Where we left them::

I finally fell off onto dad's side and Hoyt was over us licking my cum
off of dad and then cleaning both our cocks. He was acting like he
does at breakfast. A fucking Hoover.

When Hoyt was finished he stopped to kiss me real hard and to tell me
he loved me more than anyone in the world. I knew he meant every word.
Then he turned to dad and kissed him just as hard and said that he
would do anything for our daddy. And he smirked knowing daddy would
set off another trigger. And sure enough dad grabbed him and kissed
him even harder.

Then Hoyt fell to dad's side and dad put an arm around the both of us.
"One fucked up family. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

Hoyt and I both went to kiss dad at the same time in agreement. Ended
in a hot three way kiss.

Part 3::

Joey's POV::

Buck had entered a guilty plea at his arraignment so there was not
going to be a trial. We were just waiting for his sentencing. Dad had
talked to some lawyer folks he knew and they speculated that Buck
could get up to 25 years. Not good for Buck.

Hoyt didn't want much to do with any of it however. He had sad moments
about how his family fell apart and how his mother died but was
usually thankful that dad and I were in his life.

The three of us were constantly together through the weekend. Then Dad
went back to the garage on Monday to open up after a week of it being
closed. He felt bad about the amount of time he had been closed
because of his workers. He was going to figure out a way to pay them
for the week and to write it off.

That next week went by pretty quick. I either helped Hoyt at his farm,
with many breaks, or I was at our house taking care of the
housekeeping. Which I didn't mind. Naked housework and naked laundry
was fine with me. Not that we wore much at the farm. Hoyt and I were
getting some nice tans. We both wore cutoffs or overalls, depending on
the work we were doing, and some sort of boots.

Hoyt and I started cooking dinners together and when dad got home from
the garage we would have it ready. In the week and a half that Hoyt
had been living here full time we seemed to get into a routine
quickly.

Thursday night while we were cooking dinner Hoyt was having one of his
sad moments. He looked over at me at one point and said, "Sick of me
yet?" I couldn't tell if he was joking or not at first but then I saw
his sad eyes. He wasn't joking. Looking at my fragile hunk I couldn't
help to get a bit sad myself.

Hoyt was standing leaning on the counter, his naked butt against it
and his hands grabbing the edge. If it wasn't for the sadness in his
eyes it would have been a perfect portrait of a naked corn fed country
boy. His skin with still a slight sheen of sweat from the day. A
little dirt at the crook of his neck. The masculine scent of a man
that worked outside all day. If I wasn't so concerned about his
feelings right now I would sink to my knees and get a taste of every
nook and cranny of that boy.

"I'm never going to get sick of my best friend. Even if he is the
biggest pest of a big brother." I smirked at him and then went to hug
him tight, "One thing you never have to worry about Hoyt Miller is me
getting sick of you. When I'm home and you're at the farm I miss you.
When I go back to school in the fall I wish you could come with me."

He chuckled at that through some tears, "Oh that won't happen. I think
that school is just as happy I'm gone as I am. I'm not one much for
schooling little brother but you are. Don't let me hold you back from
that." always being the considerate Hoyt.

"Oh, I'm going to continue with school, but I'm not going far. We're a
team Hoyt. You, me and dad." I assured him. His eyes went back to the
happy go lucky Hoyt, "Good. Now give me a hug and a kiss and let's
finish dinner. The kiss turned into more than I bargained for. The
next thing I knew I was bent over the counter with Hoyt's tongue up my
ass. My itch reappeared and I was pushing back on Hoyt's face.

Dad came in just as Hoyt was sinking his cock into my hole. As he let
his coveralls fall off of his shoulders he said, "I guess dinner's
going to be late." he toed off his boots and then let his coveralls
fall the rest of the way to the floor. His own scent permeated the
room. "But coming home is a whole lot better these days. Fuck!"

Dad grabbed himself a beer and then sat on a bar stool and watched his
sons fuck. He held his beer with his left hand and played with his
cock with his right. With Hoyt's help I moved us to the otherside of
the counter and put my mouth on dad. The salty taste of his sweat and
the scent of masculine musk coming from his pubes had me just as high
as poppers got me. Dad's right hand was now caressing my back. Feeling
me from my neck to the top of my ass. I could tell he was still
watching Hoyt going in and out of me.

Before we got dinner finally going they both had me. My ass felt loose
and wet when I walked and I tried my best to keep their loads in me.
But I couldn't help the little bit of drippage that decided to run
down my leg. As I leaned over the table to put down a bowl of mashed
potatoes dad shoved two fingers up my ass and played with the loads in
me. I froze and moaned. He then took them out and shoved them in
Hoyt's mouth. Hoyt licked them clean.

After that dinner was fairly normal. Dad was wiped out and said he was
going to bed early. We could sleep with him but he wanted to sleep.
Before we went up Hoyt and I decided to let dad sleep alone because he
seemed really tired.

The next day, Friday, Hoyt left early for town. He needed to get some
special kind of feed or something. I was half asleep when he was
explaining it. So when I finally did get up I was alone in the house.

Hoyt's POV::

After Hoyt got done at the feed and loaded the truck he was thinking
about making another stop. It was a hot day and he was sweating and
the smell of his funk was filling the cab of the truck. He was
thankful he just had on his old worn out cutoffs and a ribbed tank top
undershirt (street slang: wife beater. uggh). And his work boots with
thick socks. The boots were untied and open a bit on the top for some
air.

He decided he wanted to stop at the local military surplus store. Buck
had brought him there when he was still in high school. He was like a
kid in a candy store. They didn't buy much that day but Hoyt's been
back a few times on his own. Sometimes just to look and a few times to
buy some clothes. He loved the old clothes worn by hot military guys.
Almost a fetish.

A guy named Andy owned the place. It was left to him by his old man
who had it for over 30 years. Everyone this side of Lexington knew who
Andy was.

Andy actually was in Afghanistan. He was about the same age as dad.
(real dad, not Buck). He was built and scarred from battle and had a
mean look to him. But when you talked to him he was always pleasant
just with a gruff voice. He was actually pretty cool. Hoyt had seen
him around town here and there.

Hoyt was thinking he may want to get some sort of coverall or flight
suit type thing for when the weather gets cooler. He could stay naked
underneath and still brave the elements when doing farm work. Figured
there was no time like the present and hoped Joey wouldn't be upset
about him being gone longer than planned. But he was sure it would be
fine.

He turned off the main road to an old two lane road that has a couple
of boarded up businesses, an old gas station that someone tried to
turn into a coffee shop once and an old Sambo's restaurant that still
had the sign but no windows left. Everything inside was torn apart. It
probably closed over 30 years ago. He was surprised it still stood.
It's always looked like this as far back as Hoyt could remember. This
road is like the forgotten road of Lexington. At the end of it there
is an old mobile home park that is half full. Mostly blue collar
types. No one would raise a family there. But he knew Andy, owner of
the Surplus store, lived there.

He pulled into the dirt parking lot in front of the surplus store
kicking up a lot of dust. The store was past the Sambo's but on the
opposite side.  The store looked like an old quonset hut. In the front
there were just two glass retail doors. No windows. The doors had a
black film on them so you couldn't really see inside. Only a small
rectangular area was scrapped off for the open sign.

He knew from past visits there were only a couple large commercial
fans pushing air through the place with large vents. They were loud
and barely kept it from being an oven. But it was all cheap. The store
really didn't pull enough customers to make it very profitable.
Especially out here on the edge of town on this deserted road. He was
sure Andy made his money off of the used firearms he sold. Some
reported, some not. But he would never say anything about it.

He walked in and the door set off a loud chime. He saw Andy look up
from the computer from behind the gun counter. "Hey Hoyt. Hadn't seen
you in a while." Andy said standing up. Hoyt saw that Andy was only
wearing an old tactical vest with no shirt and looked like fatigue cut
off shorts that were old and worn also.

"Yeah I know Andy. Been wanting to come by but the farm always gets in
the way. How you been?" Hoyt asked.

"Fair to middlen I guess. Sorry to hear about your parents' man. That
must be rough." Andy's tone was sincere.

"Thanks. Yeah it sucked. Guess you heard that Buck wasn't my father
too. I know how fast shit travels around these parts." Hoyt chuckled
as Andy came from behind the counter. He noticed that Andy was
barefoot as usual and that his shorts were a bit big in the waist.
Falling to just about his trimmed pubes and showing a nice V down
inside his hips. A bit of a beer belly but nothing much.

Andy was a thick 6'2" slab of beef and had a casual presence about
him. Unshaven face and dark hair kept careless; he was quite the hunk.
Even if he did have a scar on his forehead, neck and shoulder. Big
scars too.  "Yeah I heard. Can't keep that shit secret out here in the
sticks man. We may only be a couple miles from the metro area but it
seems like small town gossip still reigns around here. But I heard you
got Mac as a dad out of the deal. He's a good man. You and Joey still
best buds?"

"Yep. And now he's my brother so it's sort of awesome." Hoyt said and
his eyes roamed the store.

"Cool. So what you looking for anyway. Or you just browsing like
everyone else?" Andy chuckled.

"You got any flight suits or coveralls, something well worn, for the
fall and winter to work around the farm in?" Hoyt asked. "I'm just
thinking ahead, since I'm out this way, even though the cool weather
is months away."

"Shit yeah man. Got a whole corner full of them back here. Come on."
Andy's bare feet slapped the concrete floor as they walked to the back
corner of the warehouse type store.

As Hoyt followed Andy's muscular ass, with a couple inches of crack
sticking out, he spotted something to his left. "Whoa, what's this
Andy?" he lifted up the drab olive green garment.

Andy grimaced and said, "It's a kilt man. I've had it in here forever.
No one around here wants something like that."

"Well I might. Especially now that I know I'm Irish" Hoyt laughed.
"Can I try it on man?"

"Fuck I don't care. You like it, I'll sell it to you cheap. But I
ain't got no changing room." Andy said. Hoyt could smell Andy's scent
in the hot room. He was standing three feet away and Hoyt was liking
it.

Hoyt toed off his untied boots and let his shorts fall right in front
of Andy. Then he figured he might as well take off his tank top too
and he threw that on the floor next to his shorts. He then wrapped the
kilt around his hip and attached it with the brass button fastener. As
he did Andy said, "I think all kilts traditionally have buttons or
belts or something. This one has belt loops if you want to wear a
belt."

"It has snaps down the side though. I wonder what that's for." Hoyt noticed.

Andy was noticing too. A fucking hot farm boy in just a kilt in front
of him. Well, in just a kilt and socks. "Those socks must be hot man."

"Yeah. They feel good in the boots but once the boots are off they
usually come off too." Hoyt said as he pulled off each sock then threw
them on the rest of his clothes. He liked being in the store with just
the kilt on.  "How do you think it looks man?"

Andy took a good look at the dude. Thick thighs and ass, barefoot in a
fucking kilt, what could he think. Hoyt's barrel chest and huge arms.
He had an average face but definitely made up for it everywhere else.
Not a totally flat stomach but who cared. The boy was a walking wet
dream. He wondered if little Joey ever got a piece of it like Andy did
Mac. Mac stops off here at least once a week for breeding. Be nice if
his boys were up for it too.

"It suits you bud. Where would you wear it though?" Andy chuckled.

"Around the farm man. My nuts would constantly get aired out. I
fucking love it." Hoyt answered enthusiastically.

"Good bro. I'm glad. You still want to look for some coveralls?" Andy asked.

"Sure man. Let me call the house. Let Joey know I'm not going to be
back as fast as I said I was." Hoyt bent over and took his cell out of
his shorts. He pushed Joey's contact and put the phone up to his ear.
Soon he said, "Hey" in a pretty intimate way, at least to Andy, and
then, "I stopped off at the Military supply store...." then a
pause..."Yeah, Andy's place, anyway, just doing a bit of shopping,
should only be an hour or so....ok...I will....me too...bye" then he
hung up and tossed the phone on top of his clothes. He turned to Andy
and said, "I'm all yours" Andy liked the sound of that.

"Cool. Let me put my vest behind the counter. It's fucking hot back in
this corner. Look around." Andy went back up towards the front and put
his vest behind the counter. He got a bottle of poppers from behind a
hidden cabinet and a small tube of lube. He wasn't sure but he wanted
to be prepared just in case.

Then he went by the door and locked it turning the sign to the closed
side. Then he went to the fridge at the back of the store and took out
two cans of Budweiser. He headed back to the corner where Hoyt was
making his way through all the coveralls. "Here man" he handed a beer
to Hoyt.

Hoyt looked at Andy surprised. "It's eleven in the morning" he laughed
but took the can anyway. "You're going to corrupt me." Then he took
Andy in. The dude was wearing those shorts that were about to fall off
his hips and nothing else. The only other man that was as hot and
masculine as Andy was Mac, his dad. Joey was hot in a whole different
way. Hoyt fucked Joey. But Andy and Mac could fuck Hoyt anytime they
wanted.

"I hope so bro" Andy said grinning.

"Did I hear you lock the door Andy?" Hoyt asked with his eyebrow
cocked as he took a sip of beer.

"You heard that all the way back here huh? Yeah. I was going to close
at noon today anyway. Taking the weekend off. Probably not a good idea
because most of the business is on weekends but I needed a break from
the heat in this tin oven man. And, besides, when it's this hot the
weekends aren't as busy as they usually are." Andy explained. "See
anything you like besides the kilt?" Andy said trying to act
professional but he knew that shipped had already sailed.

Hoyt gave him a sly grin and said, "Yeah I see a few things" his eyes
roaming over Andy. But then he turned around and said, "That one up
there. You got a step stool?"

"Yep. Hold on. It's right behind that partition." Andy went around the
corner and got the step stool and brought it over to where Hoyt was.
He opened it up and took a couple steps up to get Hoyt the garment.
Once he was on the second step and reaching for it he heard Hoyt
taking a deep breath. He looked behind him and Hoyt's face was almost
in his ass. "Smell something you like?" he grinned.

"I'm just hoping I'm reading the signals right. I've never been real
bright." Hoyt looked up at Andy as his face was turning red.

"Well you're bright enough to understand the signals. Why don't you
finish sniffing whatever it is you're after and I'll then come down
with these overalls. Or was this a ploy just to get me high enough so
you could get a quick sniff?" Andy chuckled.

"Both" Hoyt said shyly.

"Sounds good to me bro either way. Keep that kilt on though. It suits
you better than anyone else I can imagine. Besides the access is just
as good as naked." he turned to retrieve the coveralls.

As Andy gathered the garment Hoyt reached up and unfastened Andy's
shorts. As they fell down Andy's legs Andy kicked them off. "How'd you
know I prefer naked man?"

"Well, I think we have some things in common, am I right?" Hoyt asked
as Andy turned around on the step stool. His 9 inch cock almost
slapping Hoyt in the face.

"Oh you're right buddy. We just have to figure out the logistics of it
all." Andy said climbing down.

"Well that's easy. I only top for Joey. Everyone else...." as he said
it he realized that a few weeks ago it was no big deal if he fucked
Joey but now Joey was his half brother. "...um, I mean..."

"You fuck your brother bro? That is fucking hot." Andy said almost
salivating, "But who fucks you?"

Hoyt got real shy and quietly said, "Mac"

"Fuck yeah man. That's what I'm talking about. And since I fuck Mac
we're all family." Andy bragged.

"You fuck my dad?" Hoyt said almost shocked.

"Hell yeah bro. One of the best pieces of ass I've ever had. But I
have a feeling you're a close second. They apple doesn't fall far, am
I right?" Andy slapped Hoyt on the shoulder. Andy's cock was almost
fully hard now and Hoyt was doing a bit of salivating of his own.

"See something else you like?" Andy asked in a deeper voice.

Hoyt didn't say anything. He just grabbed the thick long cock in front
of him and swallowed it. "Oh fuck yeah boy. We are more in sync than I
imagined. You up for anything or you just passive?" Andy asked.

Hoyt lift his head off of the cock and simply said, "Anything"

"Nice. You know they say I've never been right in the head since I
came back from the conflict. They don't know how right they are. I'm
pretty much a pig of a pervert. I wanna taste you as much as you want
to taste me bro. And those pits have been turning me on since you
walked in." Andy said as he got down from the step stool and grabbed
one of Hoyt's arms and lifted it up. He didn't waste a second lapping
up Hoyt's scent and moist hairs. They were both moaning a bit. Hoyt
knew he was ripe. He preferred it that way. So did Joey and Mac. And
obviously Andy did too.

Hoyt used his other hand to explore Andy's upper body. Andy had the
unique mixture of an athlete, military dude and country trash all
rolled into one. Turned Hoyt on like crazy. Andy's own scent was
intoxicating and Hoyt couldn't wait to get a taste himself.

Andy finished with Hoyt's pit and then turned to him and shoved his
tongue into Hoyt's mouth. His tongue forcefully raping Hoyt's mouth.
Hoyt gave it right back.

After they finished making out for a bit Andy said, "I want to fuck
you in front of your brother".

"Fuck yeah" was all Hoyt said. "When?" he asked as he licked Andy's neck.

"That's up to you bro. When do you think we can? I know Mac won't mind
but what about Joey?" Andy asked as his hand went up into Hoyt's kilt.
Feeling the moist heat in between Hoyt's legs.

"My little brother, who I love more than anyone that walks on this
earth, is turning into a little slut. He'll be shy at first and then
jump right in." Hoyt laughed.

"Well hell. Let's lock up and go to your place. Get some beer on the
way. You sure Joey won't mind?" Andy asked again to be sure.

"Hell no. But I'm gonna call dad. He's always up for a good time but
may be pissed he had to work all day then come home to half drunk
slutty sons." he reached for his cell again and pushed the contact for
the garage. After some back and forth with a couple of guys before he
got to Mac he said, "Hey dad. I'm with Andy.....yeah the surplus
store....yeah....anyway he was locking up early and we're going to
head to the farm with some beer. You ok with that?......hell yeah if
you want to....probably......nope, sounds real good to me....I'm sure
Andy won't mind either.....yeah it will be a surprise for Joey. Tyrone
too? Later? ok........ No, no that's fine with me dad......I love you
too, bye." he ended the call and turned to Andy, "You want to spend
the weekend? Dad's idea."

"Really? Fuck yeah. I was just going to hang naked at my trailer but
hanging at the farm with three hot men sounds better to me. Are you
sure? Joey might be alright with a visit but a whole weekend?" Andy
wasn't totally convinced that the teenager would welcome an intruder.

"I'm sure, and besides, we have two houses and two barns. If he gets
sick of us he can go off or we can go to the empty house and fuck.
It's almost like a perverts resort." Hoyt laughed at his own joke.
"But I'd like to keep you naked. Can you get to the truck without
anyone seeing?"

"Dude, no one travels down this road except for the dudes that live in
the park and most of them hang out naked or in their underwear
outside. No women or kids around, well, except for the occasional
weekend brat one of the guys has visiting, but no one changes their
habits for that. I'll grab my shorts though and take them with us to
buy beer but I'm used to being naked. We can stop at Eddie's liquors
at the end of the road. He's used to half dressed fuckers showing up.
You mind going in or you want me to put my shorts on and go in?" Andy
rattled off obviously excited that his weekend turned more adventurous
than he had previously planned on.

"I'll go in bro. But I'm not putting my boot back on. Hope Eddie
doesn't kick me out." Hoyt grinned.

"Fuck bro. He gets a load of you in that kilt he'll probably shoot off
in his shorts behind the counter. That old fuck is a pervert through
and through. He's good to us blue collar types because he gets off on
us. He's known for his mouth too. Likes it to get used." Andy laughed.

"No shit. Well fuck. No wonder he is always leering at me. I thought
it was because I was under age or he thought I was stealing." Hoyt
said.

"Fuck no man. He never carded you right? He was leering because you're
fucking hot bro. I leered at you too. I guess you never noticed till
now." Andy chuckled.

"Told you I'm not that bright" Hoyt laughed too.

"Oh you're bright enough. Come on let's bolt man. Grab you shit and
I'll turn on the alarm and lock up." Andy said as he grabbed his
shorts off the floor and headed to the front.

"What about the kilt and the coveralls. I owe you money." Hoyt asked
while picking his shit off the floor.

"We'll take it out in trade fucker. Your ass, room and board for the
weekend, defiling your brother and father and hopefully getting
defiled myself." Andy laughed it off and continued his closing
procedure. He told Hoyt he'd be out as soon as the alarm was set.

Hoyt went to the truck in just his kilt and threw the rest of his shit
behind the seat after he got his wallet and keys out of his pants. In
a few minutes Andy came out naked as a jaybird with his shorts, wallet
and keys in his hands. He locked the door and casually headed to the
truck like it was no big deal he was naked out in front of the store.
Hoyt loved it.

Once Andy was in the passenger seat they headed to the liquor store.
They stuck to the plan and Hoyt went in to get the beer. Barefoot,
bare chested with just the kilt. Andy laughed and said ole Eddie was
going to have a heart attack.

Hoyt went in and said hello to Eddie as he went straight back to the
walk in cooler. He grabbed four cases of Budweiser and headed back to
the counter. He set the beer down on the counter and said, "How goes
it Eddie?"

"Same old same old Hoyt. How's your dad?" Eddie asked as he took in
the young farm studs shirtless body.

"I'm assuming you mean Mac. I hope so anyway. And he's doing great."
Hoyt grinned from ear to ear.

"Of course I do son. I know all about the goings on and it's a damn
shame. But Mac is worth a dozen Bucks. Maybe more. Now tell me what
the hell you got on there." Eddie said, indicating towards Hoyt's
kilt.

"It's a kilt Eddie. I'm celebrating my new found Irish heritage." Hoyt
laughed as he gauged Eddie's reaction.

"Well being young is all about experimentation I suppose. Probably is
a lot cooler in this heat anyway." Eddie reasoned.

Hoyt turned around and lifted the kilt showing Eddie his bare ass.
"Sure is sir. The breeze just goes right up in there. Feels great."
then he dropped the kilt and turned back to face Eddie.

Eddie's face had turned red but under the counter his cock had become
harder than it had in years. "Un...yeah....but ...er, well you
shouldn't be bare foot in here son. Don't need you getting hurt on
some stray glass or something." Eddie changed the subject fast to
disguise his sudden lust. Then he said, "Four cases is 65.92 Hoyt. You
want it on Mac's charge?"

"Nah, here's the cash. I'm sure the old man's beer bill is high enough
without me adding to it. Sorry about the no shoes. I never hardly wear
any except working around the farm so I forget sometimes." Hoyt said
in almost a flirty way.

"Well, when no one else is around you can wear what you want. Just
don't get me into any trouble by getting hurt." Eddie said handing
Hoyt his change.

"Anything I want?" Hoyt asked.

Eddie nodded slowly like he was in a trance and his mind was going
places it ought not go. "um...sure"

Hoyt reached down and unsnapped his kilt and pulled it off. Then he
folded it up and put it on the cases of beer. "Thanks Eddie", he then
grabbed the beer like it was light as a feather and held it in front
of his crotch. He turned to leave.

Eddie watched the muscular naked boy leave his store without a stitch
on. He couldn't see it but Hoyt was grinning the whole time. Eddie was
leaking in his shorts.

When Hoyt got outside there was a Mexican guy leaning on the truck's
passenger side window talking to Andy. He was shorter than both Hoyt
and Andy but almost as muscular. He had a wife beater on and board
shorts. The tank top didn't make it to the top of his shorts and his
shorts were showing some crack just like Andy's had earlier.

Andy leaned out the window and said, "Hey Hoyt, this is Jose, he lives
in the park and comes in the store regularly like your dad." Andy
didn't notice Hoyt's state of undress yet since he had the cases of
beer in front of him.

"Hey Jose, nice to meet you." Hoyt said as he passed the man and went
to put the beer in the bed of the truck. He thought he better hurry
before someone else passed by since he was stark naked. He wasn't
worried about Jose since he was already chatting with a very naked
Andy.

When Jose saw the back side of Hoyt he said, "Well fuck. Does anyone
wear clothes around here?" his hand went straight to his crotch
however.

"Hey Hoyt. What happened to your kilt?" Andy said from the truck.

"Eddie said I could wear whatever I wanted in the store as long as no
one else was around. So I took it off. It's right here." he said
holding it up as he made his way to the driver's side. He hurriedly
got in and sat back sort of relieved. "So Jose hangs at the store like
dad does eh?" Hoyt said, grabbing his own junk.

"Yep. But we flip also. His cock is not as long as mine but it's
fucking thick bro. Feels real nice once it's in. Ain't that right
Jose." Andy was grinning.

"You fuckers are giving me a massive hard on man. I can't go in the
store like this. Fuck!" Jose said.

"I got four cases of beer man. Follow us back to my house. You can
hang casual man." Hoyt said out of the blue, even surprising Andy.

"Fuck yeah man. I wanted some tequila though. Can you hold on a
minute. I'll run in real fast. Fuckin' Eddie has seen me hard before
anyway." Jose turned and went into the liquor store right away.

Andy turned to Hoyt and said, "Fuck this is totally hot but is this
going to overwhelm Joey, or your dad?"

"Fuck man. That little slut is going to be in pig heaven with all this
meat around. And you know my dad. Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you. He's
bringing Tyrone over. So the kid is going to be busy." Hoyt laughed
but then felt bad like he was making fun of Joey, "Don't get me wrong.
It makes me happy to see Joey having fun. I love him no matter what he
wants to do. But no one better hurt him or I'll kill them myself." he
got all serious.

"Whoa bro. I just want to fuck and get fucked. Maybe a little drunk.
So don't get too over protective." Andy said.

"Sorry. I was feeling guilty for calling him a slut. Which he self
describes himself as anyway so I don't know why I did." Hoyt
explained.

"It's cool bro. I get it. You're in love with him and you're his
protector. It makes sense. We're all connected in some way though so
it will all be cool." Andy said, putting his hand on Hoyt's thigh.
"Besides I sort of have a thing for Mac man. Trust me I want to fuck
all of you but emotionally Mac does things to me."

"Well shit. You applying to be my step daddy?" Hoyt started to laugh.

"Fuck you" Andy said laughing as well. That's when Jose came out and
headed towards his own truck. When he got in the guys saw him strip
off too. And they both gave him the thumbs up and started off towards
the farm.

Joey's POV::

Joey had been cleaning out between loads of laundry. He wanted to be
extra clean since this was Friday and his dad was always more in the
mood for a party when he got home. It wasn't even noon yet but he was
hoping to have some fun with Hoyt before Hoyt went and did his
remaining chores at the Miller farm.

If he got a couple of loads from Hoyt this afternoon his dad could
just slide right in when he got home.

The water had been coming out nice and clear for the last few
applications so he washed his ass real good in the shower but didn't
bother with his pits. He was hoping Hoyt would be riper than he is
anyway.

He grabbed a big glass of water and took it to the back porch to sit
and rest awhile. It was a beautiful but hot morning. The heat always
made him a bit horny. Not that he wasn't horny already as it was. The
anticipation of Hoyt getting home soon was putting ideas into his
head.

He looked over at a patio table and chuckled a bit when he saw two
bottles of poppers and a large bottle of lube. They seem to be
multiplying all over the property. There are even some in the barn.
Dad likes to be prepared and now that everything's out in the open he
has been stocking up.

As Joey was amusing himself with his thoughts he heard Hoyt's truck
pull into their dirt driveway kicking up dust. The truck then pulled
up along the house and when Joey looked over it looked like Hoyt had
some company with him. It looked like Andy, the owner of the surplus
store, and they were both shirtless. Shirtless isn't uncommon for Hoyt
by any means. But he was curious about Andy. Just then he realized he
was naked and sort of had a moment of panic. But then Hoyt hopped out
of the truck and he was just as naked. 'What the hell' Joey thought.

"Hey little buddy. I hope you don't mind but I have sort of a surprise
for you." Hoyt said, grinning as he was making his way up to the
porch, his cock half hard already.

Joey sort of stayed frozen in his chair as he replied, "Oh yeah,
what's that? You bringing home a naked man?"

"Well, three." Hoyt said coyly. "A guy named Jose is right behind us
and dad is bringing home Tyrone. He should be here any minute. Dad and
I decided to make it a bit of a party. Hope you're not mad." Hoyt was
concerned all of a sudden. He didn't want to overwhelm his best friend
and lover but Joey had always expressed his interest in expanding
their play group.

"So a naked party?" just then Joey heard another truck pull in behind
Hoyt's. Andy was waiting in the truck for a signal that all was good
with Joey, Joey noticed. Then he heard a door slam and a pretty well
built hispanic, and naked, guy went to talk to Andy.

Joey overheard the hispanic guy say, "What's going on." and then Andy
said, "He's clearing things with his brother man. Just give them a
few." and then the hispanic guy, "His brother? Fuck that's hot." Then
he saw the hispanic guy reach in and it looked like he might be
playing with Andy.

Hoyt was unsure of himself at this point. Did he rush into it? He
looked back to see Jose had joined Andy next to the truck. Then back
to Joey, "Well yeah. We're already prepared for naked" he sort of
chuckled apprehensively.

All Joey said was, "Well thank goodness the fridge is full of beer."

Hoyt took a double take and then he was relieved. Joey just gave his
ok. "Fuck yes" he said before giving Joey a big ole kiss, "I have four
more cases in the truck anyway. I'll put those in the barns fridge.
You want to help me babe?" he said softly.

'Babe' was a rare but welcomed nickname that Hoyt used now and then.
Especially when he wanted Joey to know he was the only one he was in
love with. But they also both knew that monogamy was not one of their
goals. They were young and horny. Why make a rule that they knew they
couldn't keep. "Sure I'll help you. But are you going to introduce me
to your friends? Well I sort of know who Andy is but never really met
him."

"Of course babe" he said again and then gave Joey another wet kiss.
Then he turned to the guys, "Andy, Jose come over and meet my little
bro." Jose stepped back so Andy could get out. Joey's eyes popped out
of his head. Andy was big. He had only seen him behind the counter at
the surplus store the few times he had gone there but now, standing up
naked before him, he saw how well built the dude was. And how tall. He
was well over 6 foot. The guy Jose looked like he was at least a half
of a foot shorter.

Joey stood up with his legs shaking a bit. From being horny and shy.
And then sort of leaned on Hoyt for support. Hoyt put his arm around
his shoulder and pulled him in close. Joey felt his steamy pit on his
deltoid and could smell his pungent ripeness. It just added to his
horniness.

As the guys came up to the porch Andy was the first to speak, "Hope
you don't mind us crashing your weekend Joey." he went to put out his
hand properly. Joey looked at the outreached hand for a moment and
then walked up to Andy and put his hand on the man's cock. "This is
the only thing I want to shake.' Joey couldn't believe his own nerve
but he heard Andy say, "Fuck yeah little buddy" and they all gave a
bit of a chuckle.

"This is Jose bro. Andy knows him better than I do so I can't tell you
much." Hoyt said.

Jose sort of waved at Joey shyly but Joey saw that the dude's thick
uncut cock was thickening up. He looked up at the man and said, "Looks
like he might be glad to meet me." inwardly Joey was as shy as they
come but the bravado he was displaying even shocked him. Much less
Hoyt. Hoyt was just watching him grinning away obviously proud of
himself that he didn't fuck things up with Joey by bringing home the
two strangers.

"Let's get the beer to the barn. Guys the beer in the kitchen is
probably colder if you want to start there. Joey and I will handle the
barn's fridge." Hoyt said as he started towards the truck. Joey smiled
at the guys and then followed his brother to help him out.

They each took two cases and headed for the barn. "What brought this
on?" Joey asked.

"Well things got a little heated with Andy at the store. We were about
to fuck but he told me he was closing the store for the weekend as he
needed the time off. I asked him if he wanted to hang out and then I
called dad. Dad said cool and he would knock off early and bring home
Tyrone." he explained, "Then when we went to get the beer Jose showed
up and him and Andy were talking when I came out with the beers. I was
naked by the way. Gave old Eddie something to look at for a while.
Thankfully there was no one else around. But Jose liked what he saw
and Andy was naked in the truck already. So we told him to follow us.
Is this all ok with you babe? You know whatever you say goes. I'll
kick them all out with one word from you." Hoyt asked as they made it
to the barn's fridge.

"I'm just happy I spent the morning cleaning out my cunt for you and
dad. I was just hoping for a couple loads from you and one or two from
dad. Fuck yeah I'm ok with this. As long as you love me I'm ok with
anything." Joey assured him.

"Fuck yeah bro. And nothing will ever stop me from loving you." Hoyt
was charged up.

Just then they heard footsteps and they turned around and saw Andy and
Jose approaching the barn. Jose had a can of beer in one hand and a
bottle of tequila in the other. Andy was carrying his beer and a
bottle of poppers in the other hand. "Figured we'd come see the barn"
Andy said.

Hoyt took the bottle of tequila from Jose and took a swig and then
gave it back to him, "fucking hard liqour makes me horny as shit."

"Air makes you horny as shit" Joey said. Everyone laughed. But Joey
took the moment to show the guys how two brothers make out. He pulled
Hoyt's face down to his and drove his tongue as deep into Hoyt's mouth
as he could. A slight whimper came out of both of them.

Andy put his beer down and put a hand on Hoyt's ass and one on Joey's
head rubbing it through his hair. It was the hottest thing he's seen
in a long while. He saw a lot of shit overseas but nothing like this
here. His finger found Hoyt's hole and the tip of his finger just
rubbed around the pucker for a minute. Enough to feel Hoyt push back
and his hole to open a bit. He looked over and Jose was on the ground
on his knees licking both the brother's cocks as best he could.

"I'll be back, where can I go piss?" Andy asked.

Hoyt broke away from Joey for only a moment. "Here" and then dove into
Joey again.

"Here where man. I gotta go." Andy asked, looking around. All he saw
was some old stables towards the back and some old straw spread around
the dirt floor. No toilet.

Hoyt pulled back with a bit of impacientes, "Fuck dude, on the floor,
on me, on Joey, anywhere, but don't know about Jose"

"Fuck yeah" Jose said taking his mouth off of the cocks for a second.

"Fuck yeah. Jose's a pig too Joey." Hoyt said before going back to
making out with his brother.

Andy had done shit before. He's done it all. But it's always best to
ask before he does. Obviously anything goes here man. He took his half
hard on and aimed it up first soaking the front of himself before
turning it on the other three guys. "Don't get me wrong boys. I'm all
about it. Just have to test the waters first."

Jose again pulled back from the cocks and put his head back and opened
his mouth wide hoping he got some in his mouth.

As the piss hit Joey and Hoyt, Hoyt was rubbing it all around Joey's
body. "You're going to smell like a fucking whore when dad gets home."
Hoyt said into Joey's mouth.

"He'll like that," Joey responded. Then he felt Jose, still on his
knees, go back to his ass and spread his cheeks apart. Joey
automatically bent forward a bit holding onto Hoyt's torso. Jose
started to eat him out with gusto.

This gave Andy, while he was still pissing, the opportunity to turn
Hoyt's head to him and make out with him himself. As they were raping
each other's mouth Andy's piss subsided. Now they all smelled like a
toilet.

Joey was bending over enough now to take Hoyt's cock in his mouth. He
could taste Jose's spit, Andy's piss and Hoyt's precum. He was in
heaven.

"Can I fuck you dude." Jose asked from behind Joey.

Joey took his mouth off of his brother's cock and said, "Somebody
better" and then went back to sucking.

Hoyt handed Jose a bottle of lube from on top of the fridge and Andy
put the bottle of poppers under Joey's nose. Joey greedily sucked them
in. "Fuck the boy is hot" Andy said.

"Yeah he is. Fucking insatiable slut. Fucking love him." Hoyt said.
Then he bent over to give Joey a deep kiss. As he did Andy got behind
him and started to lube up Hoyt's hole. Hoyt felt it and he put his
arms around Joey's shoulders. "Lock your arms around my neck too bro.
Looks like I'm going to be in this position for a few." he said. Joey
did as he asked and they went back to kissing as Jose sank into Joey's
ass. Joey was whimpering in Hoyt's mouth telling Hoyt that Jose was
making his little brother feel good.

Andy was lining his cock up now. He had wanting to sink his cock into
this hunky farm boy all morning. Didn't know it would lead to a pig
party in a barn but he was glad it did. Just as he was sliding in and
Hoyt was pushing back he heard, "Son of a bitches fucking my boys
before I even get home. There should be a law!"

They all looked towards the opening of the barn and there stood Mac
with Tyrone at his side.

Look for Part 4 at some point.

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