Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2014 04:07:15 -0400 (EDT)
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm Boy chapter 24

The usual disclaimer apply.  This is intended for adults over the age of
18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission.
This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and
takes place on a farm so use your imagination.  Yes you read that right,
and this chapter gives some graphic details on that.  So if that offends
you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!

For my wonderful fans, for being so patient with me while I work on my
other project.  Enjoy this special advanced copy of Chapter 23.

City boy Farm boy

*** "Shit," Bear moaned as he stepped in front of me, feeding me his cock.
"This here boy can take it, dontcha worry bout that.  Should see him taking
our Pa's coc..."  Bear fell silent, realizing what he had just said.

"Well now," Mr. Paul chuckled.  "Does ya now.  Yer Pa's been dickin ya,
huh?"


Chapter 24

He said this as he began rubbing the slick head of his cock on my hole.  I
could feel the fat tip stretching me open, but not really penetrating me.
He was merely lubing me up, getting me ready for his insertion.

"Good ol' Lou been sliding his big papa cock up in ya boy huh?  Yous been
taking care of him like a good boy should always take care of his daddy?"
I answered him by pushing back on his cock.

"Whoa there baby, easy does it.  This poker can rip you in half if'n we
ain't careful and go slow."  Mr. Paul worked his cock head in a circle,
spreading my hole open.  I swallowed Bear's cock completely when Mr. Paul
finally pushed his massive head inside.  He sucked in a great breath as my
ass gripped at his girth.  Bear was rubbing my head and shoulders as I
continued to suck his cock.

Mr. Paul slowly worked more and more of his cock into me.  Bear pulled from
my mouth with a loud sucking pop.  He moved to stand beside me and held my
cheeks open so Mr. Paul could keep sliding his cock in.

"OH fuck yes," I cried out.  "Come on, fuck me Gramps!  Get it all in me."
I grunted as Mr. Paul began to shove the remainder of his cock in inch by
inch.  I loved it, every second of it.  Feeling him fill me up, then pull
almost all the way out.  Mr. Paul smacked my ass;

"Go on kid, keep talking.  I wanna hears ya moaning with my cock up in ya."
He smacked my ass again, harder.  "Go on, ain't no one gonna hears ya way
out here.  Couldn't give a rats ass if'n they did either."  I could feel
Mr. Paul's hands being replaced by Bears.  Mr. Paul sucking in another deep
breath.  "Yeah boy, that's it.  Mmm, your hands feel so good on yer Gramp's
cock.  Oh, oh yeah that's it, hold um still and let me fuck through um."  I
looked back and could see Mr. Paul had now started to stroke Bear's cock.

"Yeah Gramps you like that huh?"  I spoke through gritted teeth.  "Like you
some young boys taken care if ya dontcha.  Like feeling them young cocks."
I watched as Bear humped his dick in Mr. Paul's hand.

"Mmm, yeah I'm liking this," Bear moaned.  "Ain't nothing like making an
older man feel good.  Now you just keep yer pecker fucking my boy's hole,
and we'll make sure you neva felt better."  I could feel Mr. Paul's
attitude change.  He strokes quickened, becoming more passionate.  His
strong hands massaged my butt, fingers kneading my cheeks.

I squeezed hard to make my ass as tight as I could.  I lowered my head and
looked back.  I could see my cock leaking and my balls tight against my
body.  Beyond that swung Mr. Paul's balls.  His increasing speed making
them swing back and forth until they began smacking against me.  They were
big balls in a wrinkled, loose sac.  They were covered in thick grey hair
and although I was in heaven as he fucked me with his donkey cock, I
suddenly wanted to be under him sucking on them swinging bad boys.

I heard Bear moan and could see his legs shake, a sign I knew meant he was
getting close to cuming.  I again looked to the side and saw Mr. Paul's
hand stroking Bear's cock hard and fast.

"Yeah boy, you git on over close, and gimme some lips.  Yous gonna cum
right here on my cock."  I could hear the sounds of kissing and heard Bear
moaning.

Hot wetness was soon hitting my ass.  I looked back under me and watched as
Bear's cum dripped and dribbled off of me and Mr. Paul's cock.  I saw Bear
stumble back, his cock still hard, oozing cum.  Mr. Paul was grunting as he
fucked just maybe half of his cock into me.  I pushed back as hard as I
could.  I wanted him all the way in me but he was strong and kept me as I
was.

"Awe fuck boy, Gramp is gonna cum in yer tight boy cunt.  Oh fuck yeah boy
yer ass-cunt is so nice and tight yous gonna milk my hangers dry."  He gave
me two full strokes in, I swear his cock was going to come outta my mouth
at any time.  His body smacked against mine while his cock stretched me to
my limit.  He then returned to short strokes using just the head of his
cock.

"Fuck do I love me some young boy pussy," he moaned.  Ain't nothin finer
than youngens like you boys who like making Gramps happy."  He grabbed my
shoulders and rammed into me hard.  His thrust took my breath away and I
almost passed out.  I felt his cock go steel hard and he grunted so loud I
thought the whole town heard.

"Yeah Gramps, fuck my tight pussy.  God give it to me.  Pump it in harder.
Oh god, I SAID HARDER!"  I looked back under me to see he was full in me.
His once loose balls were now a hard ball shape at the base of his shaft.

"Fuck boys you are so dam fucking sexy."  He humped against me, moving us
together.  His body tensed and I could feel myself filling with his cum.
He withdrew to half way and continued to fuck his seed into me.  He was
grunting like an animal as he finished.

His withdrawal was slow and easy, always making sure I was Ok and he was
not hurting me.  His hands held my hips, keeping me up.  When he pulled the
head out, a gusher of his cum belched from my used hole.

He quickly lowered me down, laying himself on his back.  He pulled me over
his face and lowered my sore hole onto his mouth.  His tongue was the magic
I needed to sooth my aching ass.  He licked and sucked me, eating his seed
from me for several minutes.  When he felt I was clean, he moved me so I
now knelt over his chest.

"Yer quite the studs ain'tcha?  Most boys cum when I'm in um."  His lips
were brushing my cock from underneath as he spoke.  "Fuck I ain't neva
fucked me a boy who took it like you did."  His breath and lips pushed me
to the edge.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!"  Mr. Paul sucked the head of my cock into his mouth
as I shot my load.  I think I surprised him with how much I came.  He
choked as he tried to swallow it all, but some still leaked out of his
mouth around my cock.



Spent I lay back next to Bear as Mr. Paul rotated between us, sucking our
cocks, milking one more load out of us.  I tried to return the favor but
Mr. Paul just mumbled that he was a once a night guy.

Once we had rested, it was time for a swim.  Bear and I splashed and played
like little boys, while Mr. Paul lay back against a rock watching us.  It
was still early when we climbed out of the water.  We dressed and rode back
to Mr. Paul's farm house.

Bear called Pa and let him know we were Ok and that the work took longer
than expected.  Pa told Bear it was fine and to be careful coming home when
we did.  Mr. Paul insisted on feeding us so we stayed for supper.

"Thanks boys for all yous did today.  I gots yer pay and hope maybe y'all
be coming back again real soon like."  We tried to tell him that he didn't
need to pay us.  That the fun time after and now supper was good enough.
Mr. Paul got real serious.

"Now yous lookie here.  Work is work and you gits cash for ya sweat.  The
fun stuff is just that, fun stuff.  I'm paying ya for all y'alls work not
for letting me fuck with ya."  He pulled out his wallet and slapped a fifty
dollar bill in front of each of us.  Again we tried to refuse, saying one
fifty for us to split was more than enough.  Mr. Paul laughed.

"Boys I pay equal cash for equal work.  If'n I still had hands working for
me, they'd be getting fifty a day, so there ya have it.  Besides, I'm
hoping to hire y'all again, if'n yer up for it?"

"YES SIR," Bear and I shouted in unison.

"Well good."  He sort of lowered his gaze and his cheeks bulshed slightly.
"I'm kinda hoping, y'all be coming back for some fun too.  Maybe y'all be
thinking I'm an old perv, but I'd kinda like us to hang out some day.  No
work, just us three.  Y'all come over, and um like leave yer britches at
the door."  Mr. Paul's blush deepened.  "House is far nuff off the road,
we'd lock the gate and just romp around in our birthday suits all day."  He
chuckled softly.  "Nothing I like more than having me some youngens runnin
about naked.  Mmm mmm, I could watch that all day."  I stood up.

"How bout we help ya clean these dishes up before we head out?"  I kicked
my boots off and walked around to where he was seated.  I slowly began
unbuttoning my shirt as he turned his chair to face me.  "It was rude of us
to come into your clean home with our dirty clothes on."  I stepped up
between Mr. Paul's spread legs and let him undue the last two buttons.  I
slid my shirt off and tossed it at him.  He quickly pressed it to his face
and sniffed as he watched me open my jeans.  After I'd slid them off I kept
just out of his reach, being the tease I could be.

Bear was next, but instead of him stripping himself, I came up behind him
and undressed him.  After seeing Mr. Paul watching us swim and goof around
and what he'd just said about watching, I figured he'd like a real good boy
show.  I let my hands rub all over his body while I removed his clothes.
Mr. Paul had a huge smile as he watched us.  Once Bear was naked, I turned
his so we were face to face, giving Mr. Paul a nice side view.  We kissed
passionately, making sure he got a good look at our bodies rubbing
together.  We stopped kissing and moved to sit on each of his legs.

"I think that is the answer you were hoping for."  Mr. Paul continued to
smile, rubbing our backs.

"Yeah boys it was.  Like I's told y'all, I had you boys pegged from the get
go.  You boys would come and talk with me at the store and this old man get
one hell-of-a hard on.  I'd come on home and have to work one out just
thinkin bout ya.  Well shit foller me."  He got up and took us each by
hand, leading us to the back part of the house.  Here was his bedroom.  A
large room with an equally large bed.  Porn and all matter of sex toys
littered the room.  Mr. Paul made no move to hide anything, and with a
motion of his hand made it clear we were free to look around.

Bear grabbed a magazine and flopped onto the bed, flipping through the
pages of naked men.  I sat on the side looking through a stack of pictures.
I soon realized these were pictures Mr. Paul had taken of guys he'd brought
home to play with.

"Yeah, thems some of um, but I want yous to notice, ain't none taken in
this room."  He was right.  Bear moved to sit behind me, looking over my
shoulder.  "Nope, ain't none of um I liked nuff to bring in here."
Mr. Paul stood before us.  "You boys are the first I ever let in here."
Bear suddenly pointed to one of the pictures.

"I know him!  That there's Scooter Grant!"  Bear grabbed the picture and
took a closer look at the naked guy in the picture and moving to sit beside
me.  "Hooey!  Scooter gots him a girl and she's pregnant."  Bear shook his
head.  "Neva figured him to wanna play with guys."

"Yep he use to come by and let ol Gramps blow him."  Mr. Paul took the
picture and looked at it shaking his head.  "Yep, but then I caught him in
my billfold and I beat his ass."  He gave a chuckle.  "Whooped him but
good."  Mr. Paul knelt and lay his hand on our thighs.  He rubbed his
fingers on our cocks and looked up in our eyes.

"Look boys, only got a couple rules.  Y'all only come to play if'n yous
want.  I ain't gonna force ya for nuttin.  If'n y'all come and play
whatever we do stays here.  Ain't gonna tolerate blabber mouths.  K now
that said, if'n y'all into other stuff then fess up and let's get to it.
OK and last, I don't tolerate stealing.  I ain't sayin y'all ever would but
I's just layin it there."  Bear look at him;

"Whatcha mean other stuff?"  Mr. Paul smiled at him.

"Anythin pardner."  He lifted Bear's leg and began kissing his toes.
"Maybe something like this, or maybe y'all like ta mess when you's peein."
He finished by sucking each of Bear's toes.  "I'm just saying there's lots
more to fun than sucking and fucking."  He smiled up at us giving out legs
a pat.  "Y'all farm boys ain't ya?"  My mind raced with thoughts of
Lancelot.  My cock betraying me by getting hard in mere seconds.  Mr. Paul
saw this and reached up to stroke my face.

"See I knew it.  Seems our boy here either wants to," he paused looking
into my eyes, "or maybe already has?"  He gave Bear a playful punch in the
gut.  "You already take him in to poke yer old milker?"

"Um no," I started.  Mr. Paul's eyes got wide.

"Well I'll be.  You gots something with that prize stallion don't ya?"  I
blushed and nodded.  Bear laughed loud.

"He got more than something sir.  That ol Lancelot falled head over hoof
for my boy here."  Bear clapped my back.  I nodded, quickly aware I was not
one bit ashamed of it.  I actually liked Mr. Paul knowing.

"Yeah, he to quite a shining to me right off."

As I began telling of my encounters, Mr. Paul stripped and joined us on the
bed.  We were now all laying with him as I detailed what had happened.
Mr. Paul was keenly interested and his excitement was shown by his hard
cock.  I was hoping for another round of fun but his phone rang.  It was
Pa, just wondering if we'd left yet.

Mr. Paul assured him we hadn't and that he'd insisted we stay for supper.
That we'd got to talking and lost the time.

"You know Lou, just a lonely old man needin some company for a spell."
Bear and I snuck out and began clearing the table while Mr. Paul and Pa
talked.  Bear and I worried that we were in deep shit as we noticed the
time was half past ten.

"Pa's gonna whoop our asses but good," Bear whined.  "We ain't gona sit for
a week when he's done."

Mr. Paul joined us as we stood naked washing dishes.

"Y"all just leave that fer me."

"Pa's mad ain't he," Bear asked with a note of fear in his voice.

"Nope, was just worried is all."  He grabbed Bear in a head lock and mussed
his hair.  "Yer Pa's a big teddy bear boy, and he loves you more than you
know.  I done told him we was just talking away and I'd send ya on home in
a bit."  Mr. Paul now took me in a head lock and kissed the tops of our
head.  "Go on now, grab yer britches and get dressed."



We were soon dressed and all standing out by the horses.  Mr. Paul gave us
each a hug individually and then we hugged as a group.

"Y'all go on, git.  Door's always open, so come by and see me soon."  He
gave each of us a sharp smack on the ass as we mounted up.  "Stay on the
road, don't want you taking the trails this late."  We rode off, turning to
wave one last time.



We arrived home to find Ma and Pa cuddling on the porch.  I feared their
reaction but was relieved to be warmly welcomed.  We headed to the barn to
bed our horses, Ma and Pa coming to join us.  We filled them in on the
afternoon's events, and how we had lost track of time.  Neither one seemed
concerned in the least.  We told them that he had work he couldn't do and
how he'd asked us if we could help.

"You boys do what you can to help him," Pa told us.  "He a good ol boy and
ain't many willing to lend him a hand.  I'm thinking couple afternoons a
week would be good, but it better not interfere with your chores here, got
me?"  Bear and I agreed.  Ma told us that the next time we go she'd give us
some of her canning and preserves to take to him, saying it would save her
the trip.

"Besides, every time I go over, his dang gate in locked.  I ain't no spring
chicken so hopping the fence and walking that long drive is not going to
happen."  She also told us that she needed to re-measure us for clothes, so
tomorrow after all our chores were done we were to get all clean and plan
to spend some time with her.

Ma left us with Pa as we finished bedding down the horses.  Bear and I both
reaffirmed how sorry we were for being so late and worrying him and MA.

"Tain't nothing boy.  We knew where ya was.  Just worried bout you riding
home is all."  Pa grabbed us into a hug and told us he loved us, a strange
show of affection from the big burly man.  "Now you two stink, so run on in
the house and get a bath.  I left the water on so move."  We left him to
close up the barn and after giving Ma a kiss headed up to share a hot
relaxing soak in the tub.



Bear and I were lying in bed, exhausted from a full day.  Damion snored
from his bed below us.  The door to our room creaked open and we could see
Pa sneaking in.  He crept to our bunk and reached his arm across us.

"Jist want to tell you boy how proud I am of ya both."  We could see the
silhouette of his head as he looked down at Damion sleeping.  He must have
stepped up on his bed as he now was leaning over us.  "Ain't a day that
goes by that you two don't fail to impress me."  I felt his hand on my
cheek and figured he was doing the same to Bear.  "I just want you to tell
you, Mr. Paul understand the word 'no'.  He ain't gonna think nothing less
of ya if you tell him that."

"Pa?" Bear whispered.  "Whatcha talkin bout?"  Pa gave both out heads a
playful shove, knocking them together.  "Oh ya lil shit, you know exactly
what I mean.  Paulie don't take a shining to just any boy.  He must think
y'alls something special."  He made a deep sigh.  "Now you two get some
sleep, ya hear?"  He gave each of us a kiss on our foreheads.  "Sleep well
my sweet Princes."  Pa snuck out just as quiet as he snuck in.





Once again, morning came too fast and Pa was his normal self.  Door open,
light on, orders to get outta bed.  Clomping boots as he descended into the
warm aromas of muffins and bacon from Ma's kitchen.  I was held tight in
Bears warm arms, his face pressed to the back on my neck.  His morning wood
firmly wedged between my cheeks.

"I don't wanna get up," he whispered.  I wanna slide my cock up in you and
make love right now and all day."  He humped his dry cock in between my
cheeks giving a soft moan.

"Much as I want that to happen and make it last into the night, we both
know Pa's coming back and it's a long way to the floor."  Bear kissed my
neck with a snort of laughter.  We climbed down to see Damion still in his
bed, the look of not feeling good plastered to his face.

He scowled at us, saying nothing.  I touched the back of my hand to his
forehead and immediately pulled back.  He was burning up!  Bear pulled on
his underwear and ran down stairs quickly.  I ran and got a cold wet cloth
and was putting it on his head when Bear returned with Ma and Pa.

Ma quickly assessed the situation and told Pa to call the doctor.  Ma then
told us to get dressed and head down stairs, which we did quickly.  We
found Pa in the kitchen talking to the Doc.  He gave us both hard smacks to
our butts as we passed him.

"Gonna be just us boys," he said covering the mouth piece to the phone.  We
nodded, unable to speak as our mouths were crammed full of apple muffins.
Pa shook his head in dismay.  "Y'all know the drill, Barrett you git ta
milkin and Cody get them stalls mucked and the horses fed."  He held up his
finger and began talking to the doctor again.  Unlucky for us the only
phone in the hose was this one, and the cord was a long one.  He quickly
moved over behind us and gathered us up with one of his big arms.  He kept
a serious conversation with the doc as he wrestled us around.  One arm
around Bear and his mighty hand smothering my mouth.  He dragged us back to
the wall where the phone was saying goodbye to the doctor.  He hung up and
quickly brought his other arm around us, squeezing us in a tight bear hug.

"Gonna be a long hard day boys, but I'll tell ya what.  Git us through
today and maybe tomorrow and I'll give ya Saturday off.  What'd ya say?"
He brought his face in between our head and pretended to bite our necks.
He growled like some kind of wild animal making us both squeal.  "Alright
now git," He began to release us but made sure to give us one last spank.
Bear and I were like twins and both spun to hug him at the same time.  Pa
scooped up and swung us back and forth.

"Love ya Pa," we told him, snuggling him tight.

"Love you boys too." He said softly.  He set us down and then took each of
our faces and kissed out foreheads.  "Now go on, git.  I'll be out in a
bit."



By the time Pa got out to us, we were well into our chores.  Bear had
finished half the milking and I only had two more horses to care for.  He
startled me when I turned to see him standing in the door way.  A big grin
flashed across his face.  He sauntered in looking around at the work I was
doing.  He nodded in approval as he looked in the feed bag I had just hung
for Bear's horse.

"Hmmm" he pondered.  "You getting the mix right?"  He reached in and lifted
out a handful of the feed, sniffing it.

"Yes sir."  I ran though the mixes I made up for each of the horses.
Detailing the exact amount of supplements I added for each individual
animal.  Pa nodded his approval, siding his arm around my shoulders.

"Docs here.  Says yer brother gots him a flu or something.  Gonna be laid
up fer a week maybe."  I could tell by his tone he was thinking he'd have
to either handle all the work on Saturday or take back his offer.

"S'ok, Pa," I said looking up at him.  "Me and Bear got your back."  I felt
him tense at my words.  He pressed his head to mine.

"Nope made you boys a promise.  I'm a man of my word."  I hugged him tight,
my face pressing to the skin of his chest through the opening of his shirt.

"Yep you are, but ain't no way an old goat like you can do all this by
yourself."

"Who you calling old?"  Pa's voice was loud but very playful.  Before I
knew it I was up and slung over his shoulder.  One big arm held me there
while his other hand spanked my butt.  He carried me out of the stall and
through the barn, taunting me with his words.  "HUH?  Who's old now?  HUH?
Think I'am still old and can't do the work?"  He paddled my butt as he
walked around to the other side where the cows were milked.  Bear had come
out hearing all the commotion.  He began laughing hard seeing Pa lugging me
on his shoulder.  "Ya hear that shit boy?  This here whipper-snapper,
snooty ass city boy jist called yer Pa OLD!"  Bear had tears running down
his cheeks he was laughing so hard.  Pa lifted me up over his head and
hucked me into a big pile of hay next to the barn.

The hay billowed up forming a cloud around where I landed.  Pa was on me,
wrestling with me in the hay.  His big fingers tickling me, making me
squeal like a piglet.  Bear jumped in to help, but I am not sure who.  I
was too busy fighting off four hands that seemed to know just where to
tickle me.  Somehow I ended up laying back on Pa's broad chest.  His hand
had slipped inside my shirt causing all the buttons to open.  His fingers
were busy in my pit while Bear flung my shirt open and worked my sides.

"I give!  I give," I screamed loudly.  I couldn't take anymore.  My abs
hurt from laughing, and my breathing was hard from all the struggling.
Finally they relented and Bear collapsed beside us.  Pa was breathing just
as hard as we boys were, his breath hot to the side of my head as he spit
out bits of hay and dirt from his mouth.  He rested his hands on my abs,
just above the waist of my jeans.

"Nothing like a little horse play to break up the work, huh boys?"  He
moved the arm between Bear and us and hugged him over closer.  Bear snuggle
up to me, his hand laying on my chest.  "You boys still doing OK?"  We
assured him we were and he kissed our heads.

I loved this side of Pa.  The sweet caring, fun loving side of him.  Don't
get me wrong, I loved the big burly strong macho man he was too, but this
tender side, the one he was showing now really showed how much he did care.
I thought back to last night and how Mr. Paul had seen us off.  I wondered
if Pa had learned that from him.



"Lou?  L O U I S!"  Ma's voice shrieked from the house.  "Doc needs to talk
to you!"  I struggled to move off him, but his hand slid lower holding me
to him just a bit longer.  I saw Bear's leg move and could see that Pa's
other hand was reaching up from behind him, holding his crotch as well.  Pa
let out a low deep sigh.

"You boys beter git back to yer chores, ya hear."  He kissed our heads one
more time, giving our crotches a firm squeeze.  I rolled off of him and
stood up as did Bear.  He held out his arms for us to help him up.  He
smacked our asses one last time before heading off to the house.



Bear and I returned to work and when Pa came back, we were just finishing
up.  He didn't really talk much and busied himself setting up to collect
sperm from one of the Stallions.

I was the first to join him, as bear returned the cows to the pasture.  Pa
explained he needed two samples, one from each stallion.  Storm would be
first and he'd have Bear show me what I needed to know for when we
collected from Lancelot.

I watched as Bear donned a helmet and set a rag with mare pheromones to
make him drop and mount the collections sleeve.  Bear let him sniff the rag
and holy crap his dick slide right out ad was rock hard in just a few
minutes.  Bear led him to the mounting dummy which he quickly got on while
Pa slide the leather collection sleeve up on his cock.  Storm gave about
three bucks with his strong back legs and grunted.  Thick white sperm began
to fill the collection bottle and within a minute, it was over.  Pa pulled
the sleeve off his quickly deflating cock and Storm dismounted the dummy.
Bear lead him out to the pasture and I followed to collect Lancelot.

When everything was ready, I led Lance in and for the first time he was
resisting me.

"What's wrong boy?  I asked him rubbing his neck.  "Come on you done this
lots before, it's fun."  I tried to keep my voice light and happy, but he
was not having it.  I finally got him to the area and held the rag to his
nose.  Lancelot slammed his head against me in protest, knocking me back a
step.  I was surprised at his aggression towards me, realizing he wanted no
part of this.  When he saw that he'd knocked me back, he stepped forward
and nuzzled his head against me.

Pa was right there, coming up and standing between me and Lancelot.  His
voice was calming and Lancelot simmered down.  Pa moved to stand in front
of him and Lancelot began sniffing his chest.  Pa reached up to pet his
face and Lance pulled back and sniffed his head.  Pa cocked his head and
looked at his hand and then me.

"C'mere kiddo," Pa said reaching back for me.  I confidently stepped up.
Lancelot didn't scare me one bit.  Pa stepped back and had me stand in
front of him.  Lance nodded his head up and down and gave a nicker as he
tore open my shirt, licking my skin.

"He's dropped Pa," Bear said pointing at Lancelot's hanging cock.  "Yep and
he's got him a boner already."

"Gonna need to scrape that boy and bottle his funk sir."  We all looked to
see Kenny walking into the barn in his typical cowboy strut.  Tight jeans
and colorful shirt, cowboy hat low over his face.  "Boy howdy, that's the
kinda hard on my dad calls the ramrod."

We all greeted our friend, as he patted Lance, moving around him, coming up
to by his head.  "He done latched on to you City."  City, Kenny's new name
for me.  "Yees Sir," Kenny continued.  "Looks like ol Lancelot done found
him his Guinevere.  Ain't that the story?"  Kenny came to stand beside me
and gave me a body check.  "Sumthin you be wantin to tell us all City?"  I
gave him a glaring look and he winked at me.  "Ain't that dandy.  Call up
the preacher, I be hearing wedden bells."  By now everyone was laughing
except me.  I was in full blush.  Kenny slapped my ass hard.

"Ouch fucker that hurt!"  Lancelot lowered his head and looked at Kenny
hard.

"Easy big fella, City and me be friends."  Kenny moved back and over by
Bear.

"Best not be fucking with him, ol' Lance'll git to stomping your ass," Bear
said rather proudly.

"Nuff of that talk," Pa said sternly.  Ma don't need to hear such language.
Pa took a minute to think then slid a bench over to me and ordered me to
lay on it with my ass in the air.  I did as he told me and as I got into
position Lancelot began to get frisky.  He started by shoving his nose on
my butt and nibbling at my wranglers.  I couldn't see much so rolled to my
back which made Lancelot even happier.

I could now see Pa sliding the sleeve up on lance's cock.  The horse
nickered and began sniffing up over my abs and then wiping his nose across
my bare chest.  His breathing was heavy and each exhale blew snot on my
skin.  I reached up and rubbed his face, scratching under his chin.  He
bobbed his head up and down as I did this.

"Nothing," Pa said disappointedly.  I lifted up and hugged Lancelot's head
to me.  I rubbed my face against him as his nose was buried in my crotch.

"Eureka," Pa exclaimed.  "That's the ticket boy."  I nuzzled Lance,
caressing his head with my hands.  I pressed my face to one of his ears and
whispered to him.

"Atta boy, ya like it now huh?  Come on make me proud, give Pa a big load."

"OK," Pa said, "he's empty now."  Before I could react, Lance lifted his
head, pulling me up from the bench I was on.  He set me on my feet and
bathed my head with wet horse kisses.  I gave him a kiss back telling him
he was a good boy.  As I lead him out of the barn, I couldn't help but
notice the big bulges each of us had.

As I led him out and down to the pasture, Lance kept nipping my ass and
shoulders.  When I turned him out, he gave my crotch several gentle nudges.
I knew he wanted more, but I still had work to do.  I kissed his head again
and assured him I'd see him soon.  He raised his head and ran his floppy
lips over my face.  I laughed out loud at his attempt to kiss me.  I gave
his ass a smack and he bolted away happily, kicking his hind legs as he
went.



By the time I got back to the barn Pa was telling Bear and Kenny that
storms count was acceptable, but Lancelot's was off the charts both in
amount of actual sperm and in volume.

"That mean I get a bonus," I asked smiling.

"That means ya don't get yer kick your ass for fouling my prize stud, boy."
He hugged me tight.  "Who woulda thunk it.  Fore your stinky ass showed up
here, I was thinking of selling him.  Count and volume was way down.
Figured his breeding time was done."  Pa clapped my back hard.  "Then this
city slicker comes strolling in ta town and sweeps my boy off his feet."
He looked to Bear, giving him a shoulder shake.  Then ya puts the juice
back in my stud's balls."  Pa took several steps away then spun to glare at
me.  "Ya know, I was thinking of sending you to the glue factory too when
you first got here."  He smiled at me, "but I guess you can stay a bit
longer."  He laughed a deep hearty laugh as he walked back to the
collection lab.

The three of us nearly jumped out of our skin when he popped his head back
out.

"You boys go collect them eggs and then go git cleaned up for ya Ma to do
what she gotta do.  When she's finished with ya," Pa paused and shook his
head.  "Yeah, go on, git outta here.  Go swimming or something.  I finish
up yer chores."



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