Date: Sun, 17 Nov 2019 00:23:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: One Year gone 17 Finally, after a year, the Thanksgiving segment of the story is finished. Now on to Christmas. Have yourselves a happy and safe holiday. N-joi Hugs, Tag_m DON'T FORGET TO MAKE A MONETARY DONATION TO NIFTY TODAY. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html <<~~~~~~~~>> <<~~~~~~~~>> <<~~~~~~~~~>> <<~~~~~~~~~>> <<~~~~~~~~>> The next day was Thanksgiving with a dinner that was pretty amazing and having Smokey and his family up for dinner helped make it that much more fun. We had a turkey with all the fixings and a Helena ham. A lot of people don't know it but for years a Helena ham graced the White House table every Thanksgiving and Christmas. Unlike so many other commercial hams, the Helena ham wasn't heavily salted. It really was quite good. Dessert was pumpkin pie and, at my mother's request, wild blackberry pie both with freshly made whipped cream. Of course we'd have about an hour wait while dinner got digested. After dinner we sat around and chatted and Mack wanted to hear the whole hunt story again and I obliged him. Even Sky seemed a little excited about it. Mack told us that every male over 13 was talking about the kill and coming by to check out the rack. "I can't recall when a Koregan has made such an indelible mark on this ranch," my grandfather said and Mack agreed whole heartedly. "And you still have 6 months left on your sentence," grandpa added with a laugh. "Except that I don't think of it as a sentence any more gramps," I informed him which earned me another hug and a kiss on the top of my head. "What about that island we're going to for Christmas," Sky asked, changing the subject. My mom talked about the island, the beauty of it and the things that we did when we stayed there and above all how warm it was going to be. "And I can really swim in an ocean," the beautiful little girl asked, clearly excited about the notion of an ocean, having never seen one. Heck, she'd barely seen a lake in her young lifetime. "Oh, I forgot to tell you Colt," my mother said to dad, "the Estrada's have a couple of nieces about Sky's age that will be staying with them for the holidays so She'll have someone to play with." I was very glad to hear that because I was curious as to how things were going to play out with Sky. So far, her parents hadn't required her brothers to include her in anything but then why would they. She had all kinds of friends at the ranch to play with. Being at Raven's Cay would be a completely different story but one that now was resolved. "You guys wanna go hang out in my room," I said to the boys and got head nods. Belinda May said she would serve the pies in about 40 minutes. As we headed out of the living room I heard Sky ask her mother when she was going to present the young girl with a sister. That got a chuckle from Lou and a groan from Mack. We hadn't gotten the door closed to my room before Gideon started taking his jeans off and since we didn't wear shoes in the house it happened pretty quick. "So, can I have a shot at sucking your cock again Smokey," Gideon asked as he gently fondled the front of his green and pink pin striped bikini briefs. "Show `nuf podnah," Smokey said, this time intentionally putting on the drawl. Smokey quickly undid his 501's and shoved them, along with his briefs, down to his knees and Gideon knelt at his feet. "Fuck it really does look like a snake," my little brother said, gently fondling the hose hanging off Smokey's body. Gideon reached out and hefted it then quickly put his mouth over the fat head. "Hot damn Colt," Stormy said, "I want your cock." I just as quickly undid my jeans and shoved them down just as Smokey did. As Stormy quickly got out of his jeans I moved next to Smokey and put my hand on his ass which, like the rest of him, was solid. "God that an ass you have Smokey," I told him. He lowered his head a tad and we began to kiss and as he pushed his tongue into my mouth I felt Stormy's sweet lips wrap around my half hard cock. It was quite the quad suckeroo that's for sure. Both little boys went after our cocks with a vengeance and as far as I could see Gideon did a very credible job on Smokey which was later confirmed by my lover. Smokey decided he wanted to sit on the bed, told Gideon that, then sat after my brother let go of Smokey's cock. "Move up here Gideon so I can play with your cock too," Smokey said and a moment later my little brother was kneeling alongside Smokey, whose hand was working at the front of Gideon's bikini briefs. I probably said it before but watching Gideon playing with someone else was hot for me. I loved that Smoky felt the same way about Stormy too. It wasn't long before Gideon's mouth got sore so Smokey had my brother lay down and he went about sucking Gideon off. A moment later Stormy and I were in the same boat and I went about sucking his cock for him. "Goddamn I wish we could be naked and rolling in your bed Colt," Stormy groaned as I licked on his hairless preteen balls. So did I but that just wasn't going to happen, at least not that night. I had wondered briefly about having them spend the night sometime but just hadn't gotten around to asking gramps about it. "Can we stop and you shoot your sperm in my mouth Smokey," Gideon asked. Needless to say my lover was more than happy to do that for my little brother. It wouldn't do but what Stormy had the same request. What ended up happening was Smokey and I had to help out quite a bit and jack off otherwise the families would wonder what happened to us. Smokey and I elected to stand up next to each other, our respective brothers on their knees either sucking our cocks or simply kneeling with their heads up like a pair of baby birds waiting for a worm, no pun intended. Because we were so close, Smokey and I engaged in a deep throated kiss while we stroked our cocks and since my left hand was free I cupped and played with Smokey's muscled ass. Damn what an ass he had. I felt myself getting close and announced it to Stormy who raised up and took my cock back into his mouth. "Oh fuck Stormy," I finally groaned, taking my hand from Smokey's butt and clutching my balls. A second later I was pumping my sperm into the young god's mouth and true to form he was swallowing it as fast as I parted with it. "Here it is Gideon," my hot teen lover announced. I looked down and Stormy turned his head to the degree that he could with my cock still in his mouth. My little brother waited with his face up turned and the first jet of cum blasted his forehead and draped down over his left eye, which he'd closed just in the nick of time. The second jet hit him just below his nose, jet 3 hit Gideon between the eyes, number 4 hit his mouth, which by then he'd opened so it was a perfect shot. Well, except for the fact that there was so much it draped over his lower lip and onto his chin. From there it was burps of sperm which Smokey did his best to get onto my little brother's face. "Goddamn my brother makes a shit ton of sperm," Stormy said with admiration. Of course I knew well how much cum he could make because I had swallowed a gallon of the stuff since I'd been on the ranch, had another gallon shot up my asshole, and even more of it sprayed all over my body including my cock and balls. As I moved through my teenage years and had other experiences with boys, Smokey would remain the spermingest boy I'd ever know. As it was, my little brother's face was covered with the goo which was beginning to run. I ran to the bathroom and came back with my hand-mirror so he could see it, and when he did he laughed then exclaimed how hot it looked. Gideon and Stormy went into the bathroom to get cleaned up, although Stormy was pretty much sperm free. "Goddamn I can't believe how beautiful those little guys are," Smokey said as we pulled our clothing into place. I agreed with him wholeheartedly. That and their enthusiasm for sex made things amazingly fun and I looked forward to more of it before the holiday was over. Then too, Christmas on the island was looming large. "You know, fucking them on the beach is going to be a blast Smokey," I told him. "I mean, I never had sex on the beach, other than jacking off when I was alone, but I can pretty much predict how much fun it'll be." Smokey reflect on that for a moment. "You know, I'm kinda nervous about that Colt, being totally out of my usual habitat." "I can imagine it Smokey. Everything will be new to you. But you know what? I felt the same way when I came here in June. I was scared to death but you jumped in and made me feel like everything was going to be okay because you were there to help and guide me. And look at me now. I'm not exactly a real cowboy but everybody accepts that I am. And I have you to thank for all of that." Smokey didn't do all that well with compliments and was a little antsy about hearing what I had to say but he did admit that I was a quick learner and by golly I did pass for a real country boy. In fact some people didn't believe I'd spent all my life as a world traveling city kid. "Well, I'm here to guide you Smokey, to teach you about things outside of your experience. And I'm really glad that I get to do that. And you know what, dad and gramps feel the same way about your dad, about being able to show him stuff he hasn't had any experience with." Smokey reflected on that a moment then moved into my arms. "I love you so much Colton James Koregan. I know you'll be there to help me out and I trust you. Thank you for saying all that. I feel a lot better about it already." We kissed heavily but not for long because the little guys came back into the bedroom. "Break it up, get a room," Gideon said then added, "Wait a minute, you have a room," then laughed at his little joke. "Better hit your hair with the dryer Giddy or mom will want to know why it's wet. That said they went back into the bathroom and came back a few minutes later. That done, the little guys got dressed and we tromped back downstairs to join the family. "I was just going to buzz you," Belinda May said as we moved toward the living room. "I assume you're ready for pie." She got head nods and "yes ma'ams from all 4 of us. The adults were just starting to dig in, as was Sky. "Pumpkin blackberry or both," Belinda May asked. "We're growing boys Miss Belinda May," Stormy said, "we'll take both." That garnered guffaw's from the men and chuckles from the ladies. That goddamned Stormy could get away with almost anything. Smokey and his family left about an hour later and Gideon and I went up to bed not long after that. We took a shower together and I showed my brother about getting all soapy in the crotch then rubbing up against each other, what I now know is called frottage. We kissed and made out as I fake fucked against him, both of us moaning and groaning like a pair of beaten dogs. I managed to get my brother to cum and of course, I cummed too, my sperm oozing out between us. "Fuck Colt, that was awesome," Gideon said after a hug and more kisses. We cleaned up and got out, dried off, and climbed into my bed and snuggled up. I loved holding Gideon like that, and naked and loving and stuff. I felt a pang of sadness that he would grow up and while I might always hug him and hold him it would never be the same. "I been thinking Colt," Gideon whispered into my neck, "I want to try and get Smokey's big fat cock in my butt. I want him to fuck me." I figured that Gideon had forgotten that he'd mentioned that to me before but then I re-thought it. Last time, he said "might" this time his statement had a more definite ring to it. "I want". "I'm sure he would be honored to fuck you sweet boy. Hush now, let's go to sleep." The next day Smokey called up to the house and asked if we wanted to go sledding with Kenny and Jared and some other ranch kids. I asked Gideon and he said yes and the parents gave their permission so that was that. Smokey picked us up and on the way down the hill he said we were going back out to the McCleary place because the hill was about the best run within 30 miles. "Besides, there's about 10 more boys going and they're all planning on getting naked to dry off in the cabin so there's probably gonna be plenty of sex." I didn't have a problem with that and neither did Gideon. At the bottom of the hill we picked up Kenny and Jared whom I introduced Gideon to then met up with 2 more pickup trucks with boys in them. The other 2 drivers were twin brothers, 15 year old Darin and Daric. I long since learned that the local cops didn't bother with hassling some of the ranch boys about not being legal. They had a great relationship with gramps and the ranch and neither party abused that relationship in any way. I knew the rest of the boys and introduced Gideon to everybody. "We're bringing hot dogs marshmallows, sodas and chips," a dark haired kid named Sheridan said. "And lots of lube," a 13 year old named Grant said. He then covered his mouth and said oops, not knowing if my brother was aware of the overall plan. ""You're gonna need it," Gideon said uncharacteristically without a moment's hesitation or batting an eyelash. "My asshole is tighter than a camels ass in a sandstorm." That got a round of heavy laughter and plenty of claps on the back and "good one Gideon," from Stormy. I had no idea if Gideon was actually planning on letting any of the other boys fuck him but it was a good line and a snappy comeback. As we laughed and joked I noticed a kid named Jeremiah that didn't appear to be the least bit excited about the prospect of 14 or more unsupervised naked boys doing all manner of sex games. I shined it on. The hilarity finished, we piled in the trucks and off we went. Out at the McCleary place I got Gideon introduced to everybody then many of the boys wanted to hear about my taking down Mr. Houdini so I re-told the story while Smokey and Stormy got a fire going in the cabin. After all the kudos and back slaps we headed up the hill. At the top, the boys wanted to see where Mr. Houdini met his demise and of course the accolades and congrats started all over again. We spent the next 3 hours racing down the hill at breakneck speed, whooping and hollering the entire time. Many of the boys declared it the best run around and the most fun they'd had since forever. As things wound down a kid named Harrison somehow got knocked off his saucer about half way down the hill and went rolling and bouncing ass over tea kettle for a good 50 feet before crashing into a tree and knocking himself out cold. Everybody ran to where he lay motionless in the snow, blood running down his face from what turned out to be a scalp wound. Anybody who knows scalp wounds knows they bleed like a mother fucker even when it's only a scratch. "Holy fuck," Grant cried out, "is he dead?" Smokey shooed everybody away and put his fingers to Harrison's throat then shook his head. "Nah, he's just knocked out." Smokey then gingerly went through the kids hair and found the cut and put snow on it to helps cleanse it a little bit and maybe stanch the bleeding. "Stormy, run down and grab one of the old bed sheets, Sammy go with him and bring the sheet back up here. Damper the fire Stormy and get things locked up. Darin get your truck fired up, we gotta get Harrison to doc Richards. Colt, have everybody get the sleds and shit packed up." Smokey was the leader and when he said jump, people better ask how high, especially in a crisis situation. Nobody gave him any shit about the day being cut short which meant no sex, but nobody complained. Regardless of the degree of an injury, everybody took it seriously. Any time, it could be one of them. Gideon took off with Stormy to help him out. Doc Richards was a general practitioner that lived in town and was on a retainer by Gramps to handle all of the medical problems for the ranch and believe me, with a ranch that size and with that many people working it, there was always somebody that needed fixing. His office was part of his house so that was convenient for him and he always had a medical bag packed for those middle of the night runs to deal with whatever the emergency might be out at the ranch. Sam got back with the sheet and Smokey immediately pulled out his buck knife and cut off a wide patch to use as a bandage then had another kid hold it against the scalp wound. They got the sheet folded into a makeshift stretcher. Harrison started to come around and Smokey instructed him to stay still but began asking him if he felt any severe pain anywhere and he said his left arm hurt like a son of a bitch. Smokey pressed along it and got a very loud ouch but not a scream. He put out his hand and held some fingers up and Harrison got that right the Smokey then asked Harrison to move each leg at the knees and hips and then his arms and finger and determined the kid didn't seem to have anything broken. Smokey was actually first aid and CPR certified as were most of the ranch foremen and managers. There was also at least one wife on the ranch that was an RN. "Okay, let's get him onto the sheet you guys." Harrison wanted to do it himself but Smokey wouldn't let him. Once that was done the biggest of us lined up 3 to a side and hoisted the kid up and started slowly down the hill. There wasn't much left of it since Harrison had toppled half way down then rolled and bounced down half of what was left. We maneuvered Harrison onto the backseat of Darin's truck and Smokey instructed a boy to sit at his head and another at his feet to keep him from rolling off. A few boys would have to ride in the truck beds going back but nobody minded. They were a pretty hardy lot. Turned out that a couple of them rode with us because the little guys snuggled in the front passenger seat. It was pretty packed but nobody complained. "Stormy, ride down with Daric and get the gate unlocked, Darin you go second and I'll go last and snag Stormy on the way out and we'll meet at the Doc's." Everybody piled into their vehicles and 3 minutes later the procession was on the move. There was some talk about Harrison on the ride into town and some story telling about other incidents, some the boys or their friends had lived and others that lived on as lore. At the Doc's place they were already half way through the clinic door with Harrison as we came sliding into the parking area. Inside, Smokey used the Doc's phone to call his dad and let Mack make any of the other necessary phone calls, including to gramps. After hearing the particulars of the accident, the doc shooed everybody out of his clinic room and had them park their collective butts in the waiting area. "We might as well head out guys," Darin said to the group, most of whom agreed with him. "Gimme a call when it's done will you please Smokey," he said and got a head nod in return. That said most of the boys left, Jeremiah and Grant along with Kenny and Jared electing to stay after Smokey committed to getting them home later. "Damn Stormy," Grant whispered to the adorable child, "I was hoping to suck your dick a little bit." Grant was a pretty cute red haired boy, full of mischief but in a good way. Everybody seemed to like him. I had fucked him once on one of the overnight trips out on the range. "Can always go out to the truck," the young god whispered back. When Grant asked if Stormy was serious, his response was, "hell yeah." "Better make it quick Stormy," his brother said, "dad might show up." That said the two got up and as they headed toward the door Gideon got up and followed them. Jared and Kenny just chuckled. "You know," Kenny said, "I could make an exception and be a top with that boy." That got another round of chuckles. Jeremiah then admitted that his parents had told him he needed be back home earlier than the rest of us planned so it sort of worked out okay. "I mean, not Harrison getting hurt," he blurted out. Smokey calmed him down and said he got it, that someone would have had to leave early to take him home so would have missed out on the rest of the fun. Jeremiah nodded his head. Ten minutes later the doc came out just as Harrisons' dad came through the front door. "Aahh Ben, you're here. So, there aren't any broken bones, the scratch to his head is just that, a scratch that doesn't require stitches but he has had a concussion. The left arm has a severe sprain and his shoulder has been wrenched. The wrist and hand are wrapped and he's in a sling, make sure he stays in it until I see him on Monday and keep him non-mobile for 24 hours. He may need help with hygiene issues which I'm sure any of his friends can help with." Doc and Ben went into the room and were just coming out, holding on to Harrison, when Mack came into the clinic. "Everything okay Ben," Mack asked and got a short medical briefing from Ben as they walked Harrison out to a waiting car, the doc calling after him staying he'd phone Ben in the morning for an update. All us boys trailed out as well. The cocksuckers were just coming around the corner of the building laughing as they wiped snow from the fronts of their legs and jackets. Gideon winked at me and grinned so I knew there was a story to be heard. As they all pulled out Mack asked Smokey for the story and listened attentively then praised Smokey, then all of us, for acting quickly and responsibly. "I guess I'll see you back at the house after you drop everybody off," he said and started toward his truck then stopped and turned. Mack looked directly at where the little guys were grouped with Grant. "Make sure you clean all the snow out of the cab," he said then turned and finished his journey and headed out. "Fuck, does he know," Grant asked, needlessly fearing for his life. "We'll never know," Stormy said matter of factly, shrugging his shoulders for emphasis. "Don't matter no how," Smokey said. "Let's ride." Smokey dropped us off at gramps house where my family wanted to hear what happened and Belinda May asked if we'd had time for lunch, which we hadn't. I told everybody what happened and how it worked and gramps extolled Smokey's virtues once again. "That boy, sorry, young man now, is going to be a hell of a ranch manager, just like his dad is. Well, I'm glad it turned out okay." He paused for moment then said, "pity you had to cut your day short boys." That seemed to be a fairly innocuous statement but his barely perceptible side glance at me told me different. He knew what would have taken place otherwise. My dad probably did too. Belinda May set a couple of sandwiches in front of Gideon and me, the homemade rye bread piled high with Turkey, jellied cranberry sauce, lettuce and tomato. They were accompanied by potato salad and ice cold glasses of milk. The moans that my brother and I made lent credence to the fact that they were delicious. After we ate, Gideon helped me with the firewood, getting it loaded into the carrier for upstairs, and filling the wood box in the living room. It started to snow again and at that elevation it wasn't a light snow. "It's so fucking beautiful up here Colt," he said, "I'm thinking I might not want to wait til I'm 13 to spend some time here." I chuckled and hugged him and told him I understood completely. "Maybe you could come out for Spring break, that is if you want to." He gave that a moment's thought, as usual. "Maybe," he said. I don't think mom or dad have any plans for me just yet, although I invited Stormy to come to New York for Spring break. Maybe I'll bring it up with them, just in case." In bed that night it wouldn't do but what Gideon wanted me to fuck him. "I'm going through cock withdrawal Colt," he said with mock seriousness. "Besides, it's kind of romantic with the fire going. I'd set a fire in my fireplace an hour before so that when we went back upstairs it mostly red hot coals. I threw on a couple of large fir logs which lit the room up quite nicely. "Well, we can't have you going through withdrawal." I said as I began stripping. Gideon asked if we could stay in our underpants for a little bit and I was fine with that. I asked about showering but he shook his head. "Maybe just the bidet so we have clean buttholes but I like the smell of your cock and your balls after a day. It's a nice ripe sexy smell. Yum." We did just that then returned to the bedroom and just basked for a moment in the ambience. It didn't take long before we were lying on a thick sheepskin rug in front of the crackling fire and making out. It was so much fun holding and hugging on Gideon while we kissed and let our hands roam over each other's body. I was glad he suggested staying in underwear; it made it seem even sexier. I could feel his rock hard boner pressing against and my hand on his amazing little boy butt through his underwear just made it all that much better. "I want to feel your naked body against mine Colt," Gideon finally panted. His hand was already at the waistband and gently tugging. "Don't take them all the way off though, just enough to let your stuff out." We did as he asked and he moved against me for a moment then said he wanted to do the same thing. A moment later his underpants were down a little bit and I was feeling up his boner and balls. It seemed even more sexy to me, having our underpants partway down like that. It was like we were too hurried or hot to get undressed. I wondered for a second what it would be like to fuck him with his underpants like that or even still in place, just pulling the crotch to the side and slipping right on in. Finally Gideon stopped and rolled away. "I gotta be naked Colt," he said, his voice deepened in lust. My brother quickly got his underwear off so I did as well, then we fell back together and went back to making out with even more energy. Gideon seemed to me to be very assertive when it came to sex. He was very clear about who and what he was and what he wanted and was more than willing to go after it. Gone was the contemplative little boy that, while not hesitant, was careful and deliberate. Where I tended to be more cautious, at least in the beginning, Gideon went balls to the walls forward. "Can I lick your butthole Colt; will you lick mine? I love that so much." It was difficult to do each other at the same time so we took turns for a minute before he got an idea. He explained to me what he had in mind and all I could do was grin. Gideon lay on his back and I straddled his head, my asshole right above him. Then, between us, we got his legs pulled up and back, like he was trying to toss his legs back over his head. I put my arms behind the crook of his knees to hold him there, almost doubled over, with his puckered little asshole looking up and me. I lowered my body then my head and voilą, we were licking each other's hole at the same time. It was hot as fuck doing it like that and after my brother got tired we traded places. I could see why we couldn't last real long in the position, it was tough, although having Gideon's arm helping hold my legs back, certainly helped a lot. Smokey and I would try that a few times both together and with Stormy. We turned Kenny and Jared onto it as well as other boys and as far as I knew, the practice continued at the ranch. We finally got to the place where Gideon was panting to have me fuck him. "Can we do it right here on the rug Colt," he asked me. Of course we could and I said so. I placed a towel under him his cute little ass though. I didn't need lube and sperm clotting the hair on my sheepskin rug. Because we'd gotten some practice, Gideon didn't want to be finger fucked to get him ready. He just wanted my cock in his ass. I got into place, prodded him a little bit then pushed onward or, in this case, inward. I punctured his muscle, got a yelp and a "keep going Colt, put it all the way in me. I did as he requested and as quick as you can say it, I was buried deep inside of him, my pubic hair against his lily white butt. "God I love this so much Colt," he whispered. I left his legs draped over my thighs and leaned forward, putting my hands on the rug alongside his waist and began to fuck him. Gideon rested his hands on my forearms and sighed contentedly as took my time getting his heat level up. About 4 minutes into it he told me to fuck him harder. I slipped my arm under his legs and placed my palms higher up alongside his body and doubled him up quite a bit more. "Fuck the shit out of me Colt, fuck me good and hard." I did as he requested and began hammering my cock into his tight little ass. Gideon began grunting with each thrust, and the rug began moving every so slightly each time I slammed into him. "Oh god Colt, oh God, hhhhmmmm," he groaned. His arms had moved up around my neck and I could feel the pressure he was exerting, not trying to pull me to him but just as a reaction to the feelings that were raging through his preteen body. The sounds in the room were the crackling fire, the soft grunting and out bodies slapping together. I wondered briefly if anyone were standing in the hall with their ear to the door would they hear the rhythmic sounds of fucking. I pressed my body against Gideon's and ground my ass around in circles then went back to fucking him. I sort of went into him from different angels hoping to create different pressures and thus feeling for him. It sure worked when Smokey did that to me. "I'm gonna cum Colt, make me cum," my brother groaned. I didn't think I could fuck him any faster or harder than I was so just kept on doing what I was doing and about a half minute later he cried out. I felt his asshole grip my cock which of course tipped me over the edge and I began firing my sperm into him. "I can feel you cumming Colt, I can feel your cock cumming." Naturally I knew exactly what he was feeling. I fucked us through our orgasms and finally began to slow down and eventually stop. I stayed in place, braced on my hands for a moment before moving and letting Gideon's legs down. I lowered my head and we kissed, Gideon moaning softly as we did it. "Can you get me on your lap Colt," he asked and I went through the motions until I was on my knees. Gideon engaged in more kissing before he lay his hand on my shoulder and since he was right there he offered little kisses to my neck which of course always drives me wild. "Do you think you'll fuck me when you move back home Colt," he asked. I hadn't had time to really consider that but then I did. "I don't know Gideon. I mean, I guess the sort answer is yes, probably." "I know we can't do it all the time but I love doing this so much and I love doing it with you. I know there are plenty of boys my age that I can play with but I want an older boy to be fucking me with his bigger cock. I love sperm in me, in my mouth and my ass too and I want that. I can probably find an older boy but," then he stopped. "I guess I'll figure it out. I don't need to do that right now. We both felt my cock softening and a moment later it squished out of him and we both moaned at the loss. "Let's go take a shower Giddy," I said. "Will you carry me Colt?" I chuckled and we went through those motions. It was a bit of a struggle. I mean, my brother didn't weight that much but I wasn't a big boy either, not like Smokey who could lift me right up and into his arms without a problem at all. After the shower we snuggled naked in bed and talked softly about this and that and the other thing then talk turned to Christmas. We both allowed as how it was going to be a blast, especially with Smokey and Stormy there with us, plus the Estrada boys. "I know they're going to want to do lots of stuff especially when they see Smokey's big cock." Gideon was quiet after a moment then said, "Colt, do you think that Dad and Mack did stuff when they were boys? I mean, you can see how close they are now and I know that Mack was dad's teacher when he was out here. So, I just wonder. What do you think?" I was a little taken aback at the question, particularly since I knew the answer. I wasn't sure that I should be sharing that information but then, it was Gideon who was asking. "I don't know for sure Gideon but let me tell you the speech that I got from grandpa when I first got here." I then relayed the discussion about boy play and that it was common knowledge among the men on the ranch that boys did that sort of thing and it was accepted, it was okay. Many of the adults had grown up on the ranch and stayed on as adults, marrying and having kids. Gramps was really clear about it and said the opportunity would come up and I could handle it however I chose and wouldn't be teased or looked down on no matter what I decided. "So far it's been pretty great. So, if I had to guess, I'd say the answer is yes, but I don't know and I won't ask." Okay, a wee bit of a lie but as I said, it wasn't my place to relate what dad had said to me. Gideon backed away for a moment and looked me in the eyes for a good 10 seconds then nodded his head. "Okay Colt," and snuggled back up. He saw through the little lie and was okay with it. I woke up in the middle of the night with Gideon backed up into me, my soft cock pressed against a butt cheek. I chuckled softly then rolled onto my other side and went right back to sleep. Living on a ranch means few holidays. There was always work to be done and just because my family was visiting didn't mean I was off the hook. In this case we saddled up the horses and rode fences, well a specific fence line. We got Gideon on his own horse, which he thought was way cool. Stormy my brother a pair of worn cowboy boots and hat. It was a fun enough morning and early afternoon and Gideon seemed please that he'd managed it without difficulty. We didn't have time for sex, or the place. Doing it outside wasn't much of an option at 20 below zero. Still it seemed like Gideon had a good time and that evening cuddled in bed after a rousing fuck he told me it had been fun "playing cowboy". We didn't get a chance to have private time with Smokey and Stormy even though we spent the days hanging out with them. On Sunday morning we flew my family back to Salk Lake City, doing a reverse of what we'd done the week before. Gramps asked me I felt confident enough to land the plane at Southwest Regional and I said yes. I'd landed the plane plenty of times so it wasn't a big deal. We did all the hugs and kisses and said we'd see each other in a month and were back at the ranch in time for lunch. The next month was fairly uneventful except for Smokey getting into a fight outside a high school football game. Understand that, I had never known my best friend and lover to raise his voice, let alone a fist, to another person. I never known him to even suggest it, but there we were. The game was our high school's traditional rivals, the Roughriders. Neither school was very big and thus the teams weren't even close to any state championships but they still gave it their all. Our school, the Cowboys, had never done well against the Roughriders but for some reason, that year, we whipped their asses. Of course there were always a few students, and parents, that didn't appreciate that. So there we were, headed toward Smokey's truck, he was now legal to drive, when we were confronted by a small group of Roughrider students. Their leader was focused on Smokey, who was not unknown in our neck of the woods. The group of 5 boys pretty much surrounded us and their lead guy was talking shit to and about Smokey. Some kid confronted me with, "What about you short shit, you a tough guy?" "Better watch it Jackie, this is the kid that fucked up Bobby Lee last summer." Next to me Smokey said, "I don't want to get into this with you Butch." Of course the kid's name was Butch, it always is. The guy on me said, "So, I owe you for Bobby. That Chink shit won't work on me. "It's not Chink shit, it's Brazillian shit," I said, not the least bit intimidated by the boy, who outweighed me by 40 pounds. "But if you want to give it a try then step up to the plate and take a swing." Next to me, "I always to have a go at you Smokey," his antagonist said, "I don't think you're as hot a shit as everybody says." "I don't want to get into this with you Butch," Smokey said again. Butch then mimicked Smokey's words but in that pinch faced whiny voiced mocking way. "Too late Smokey, you're in it." Butch stepped forward and pushed Smokey. My guy did the same; or tried to. I dropped to a knee and brought my clasped hands straight up into his balls which doubled him over. I quickly rose, taking a step back and brought those fists up again, this time under his chin. Now, I could have fractured his jaw with that move but I held back and only went half force which was still enough to put the kid down. Butch went to push Smokey again but my friend just stepped into and blasted the kid with a right, then a left and another right and butch went to the ground. It was over before it even started. I had never seen Smokey move so fast, except once when a calf was headed for an open gate and my lover cut him off. I was surprised then and surprised now only more so. I had no idea that Smokey could fight. One of their friends who was standing close to me said in a soft voice, "Golden Gloves state junior champion in his weight class 2 years running. I told Butch not to fuck with him." "We're done here," Smokey said, "let's go home Colt." In the truck I wanted to say something but Smokey stopped right at the get go. "I don't want to talk about it Colt, okay." I nodded my head. "Okay."