Date: Mon, 13 Jan 2014 00:20:53 -0500 (EST)
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City Boy Farm Boy chapter 6

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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!

City Boy Farm Boy

*** Bear began to kiss me again when the door slammed open.

"Hey," Bear's dad scolded, his eyes wide, focusing on his youngest son and
his friend clearly making out.

Chapter 6

There was a brief moment when time stood still.  No one moved.  No one
spoke.  All of us. staring at each other.  I shoved Bear, rolling him to
his back, my teen erection tenting the thin fabric of my boxers, Bear's
cock, clearly outlined in his jeans.  Shit!  I screamed in my head, now
what?

"Oh, Shit Mr. Stewart, Sir I can explain," I stammered.  "Um Sir...  Ah,
Sir, it's like this.  You see me and Barrett were, well what I mean is this
ain't what you think..."  He held his huge hand up to silence me.

"What I think is," his voice was quiet, "Is that, I need to learn how to
knock before I walk into a room."  A big smile crossed his scruffy face.
"I'm gonna give ya fifteen minutes and then I'm shutting off the hot water,
so git to it," he said closing the door.  Bear immediately rolled back onto
me and after a big sigh of relief he started to kiss me anew, the door
again swinging open;

"Oh yeah, I forgot to say," his dad chuckled, peeking in.  His penis
clearly had hardened and stretched down his leg in plain sight.

"Fuck dad, come on," Bear groaned.

"Mind your tone boy," his dad stated flatly.  "We will have a talk about
this, this, whatever this is.  You got me boy?"  Bear nodded.  "You both
got me," his eyes clearly looking at me now.  I nodded nervously, my eyes
catching a slight movement of his hand on his erection.

"Yes Sir I do."  He again left, only to open the door one more time.

"You got thirteen minutes and twenty seven seconds now."  Our laughter was
loud and fun, but through it I admit I was dreading the upcoming talking to
which we were to face later.



I hadn't seen Damion since he'd stormed off after his beat down, so I was
surprised to see him in the room when I came out of the shower.  He was
fussing about getting ready to go out, and was actually joking with Bear
who was sitting up top on his bed.  I actually froze when I walked in, one
hand on the door, the other holding my towel around my waist.

"Hey dofus," he said smiling, "save me any hot water?"  His tone was
friendly as he moved over to stand in front of me, his hand out to shake.
"I was a fucking dick to you earlier and said some really shitty things."
He lowered his head, "I kinda hope we can forget all that and start over?"
He lifted his eyes up to mine.  I felt the sincerity in his voice and could
see the honesty in his eyes.  I took his hand and shook it.

"OK," was all I managed to say.  He smacked my butt as he went off to
shower, whistling as he did.



I learned from Bear as I dressed, that we were all headed over to Kenny's
house for dinner.  I gathered this was a normal thing, sharing the party
between the two houses.  Damion came back and we quickly finished getting
ready, Mr. Stewart rushing us to hurry.  We boys rode in the back of
Mr. Stewart's truck, along with tubs and containers of food Mrs. Stewart
had made.



  A huge fire roared in a big BBQ pit, a huge half a cow rotating over it.
There was country music blasting from speakers that hung in trees.  A long
table was set with colorful cloths, vases of wild flowers and piles of food
and salads.

Kenny came up to us and offered Damion a beer.  I was shocked when he
refused it.  Kenny shrugged and began drinking it himself.  Damion moved
off and found his girlfriend, while me and my boys headed over to watch his
dad cook the meat.

"Is that a real cow?  Are we going to eat it?"  I asked this pointing.
Everyone laughed at my reaction.

"Damn straight," Kenny stated.  "Best damn BBQ you eva ate city boy.  This
here's how we do it in Texas," he slung his arm around my shoulder.  "Every
thing's bigger in Teaxs!"  He took his hat off and all of his family
shouted, "YEEEE - HAAAA!"



It was quiet a party, trust me.  We ate, some drank, there was dancing.
Kenny, his mom and sister did this dance where they stood side by side and
all did the same steps to the music.  Stomping their feet, slapping their
heels and clapping.  It was really good!  The dads talked over beers, mom's
kept everyone fed.  Damion wandered off with his lady, and me and my boys
snuck off to the main barn, where we climbed into the loft and plopped down
in the hay.  Kenny pulled out three fat joints from his shirt pocket;

"Time us men get to the business of getting stoned."  It wasn't long before
we were all pretty wasted, talking and laughing at each other, just being,
well, boys.  I eventually needed to pee and stood up looking around.

"Bucket by the wall," Bear said pointing across the loft.

"Com'on city boy, I'll show ya," Kenny said getting up, motioning me to
follow him.  He led me to a large metal bucket attached to the wall that
had a hose connected to the bottom.  Kenny opened his jeans and hauled out
his cock.  He started pissing in the bucket, the sound of his stream
echoing out around us.  Bear was soon next to me relieving himself.  "Ya
gonna just stand there and gawk?  Thought you needed to piss boy?  Ain't no
ceremony here, haul out your dick and git to pissin."  Kenny let go of his
dick and slapped my shoulder.  I followed suit and emptied my bladder.



After a bit, Bear's dad came looking for us, saying it was time to head
home.  We said our goodbyes and were climbing into the back of
Mr. Stewart's pick up when Kenny came up, telling us to make room.  He
tossed in a gym bag, and hopped up and over the side, crashing down on top
of Barrett and me, wrestling with us as he settled in.

"Dad gave me the day off tomorrow, since we got everything ready for the
Fourth, so I'm a coming with ya.  That OK?"  We agreed it was, and off we
went.



It was another extremely muggy hot night and we were all soon shirtless up
in the barns loft, smoking another joint to keep our buzz going.  We tried
to hang out in the room Bear had made, but it was far too hot.  We were all
so sweaty that even our jeans were getting wet.  We were sitting in the
door way that they loaded the hay through, when Damion appeared out of the
darkness below us.

"I'm heading up to the Quarry to cool off, you igits want to tag along?"  I
don't think anything could have sounded better at that moment and we all
nodded.  "Well then com'on, move your butts.  I got sodas, you bring the
smoke," and he began heading off into the night.  The three of us climbed
down and were soon caught up to him, his flashlight illuminating the trail.



It didn't cross my mind until we got there, just how fucking dark it was,
and how dangerous this place could be.  I mean one wrong step and you could
fall off the edge and that would be the end of you.  Yet Damion, being the
smart college boy he was had everything sorted out.  He snapped some glow
sticks and threw them strategically out into the quarry, their brightness
eerily illuminating the dark water. He also set some by the edge and along
the path so we could see, the whole area now a-glow in a bright neon green
light.  We striped and one by one went screaming over the edge into the
cooling waters below.

I was amazed at how cool Damion was when he wasn't drinking.  I mean he was
five years older but right now, he was the same as us, playing and
screaming and just being a kid.  As we floated around, he began telling us
about a murder that happened a long time ago.  How the killer fell in to
the quarry and died.  We didn't believe him and were splashing him when he
suddenly vanished under the water.  We laughed harder until he surfaced,
screaming, coughing and flapping about only to get pulled back down again.
We all swam over to where he'd been, trying to find him.

We were all screaming and yelling for him, a sincere panic in our voices as
we thrashed about.  I then felt something grab my cock and I screamed like
a fucking girl, making Bear and Kenny scream too.  I was kicking and
slapping the water, pulling free of whatever had grabbed me, Damion popping
up, his laughter echoing off the stone walls.

"OH FUCK YOU BITCH," I screamed, my heart racing a mile a minute.  "You
fucking scared the shit out of me!"  Everyone was laughing now.

"Boy I so gotcha," Damion said splashing me, "I swam up under him and
grabbed ahold a his pecker and he starts kicking me like a mule.  Oh yeah,
nice pecker by the way, city boy."  Even though the water was cool I could
feel my cock swelling up hearing him say that.



We each made several more jumps off the cliff, stopping to toke the joint
or smoke a cigarette up at the top, finally getting so high, that we ended
up just floating around in the water.  I really don't know how long we
played there, but the glow sticks were getting dim by the time we headed
back.  None of us put clothes on, just our boots, letting our bodies drip
dry slowly in the muggy night air.



"Let's just crash in the loft," Damion said as he kicked off his boots at
the barn door.  "No sense waking mom and dad up.  Sides, I wanna smoke some
more weed with you pot heads."  We headed up to the loft and spread some
old blankets on the hay in a back corner, by an open window.  Even though
it was hot, we were all laying close, paying no mind to tangled legs and
arms, bodies pressing together.  It wasn't long before sleep fell upon us.



I woke up with Bear snuggling my neck, his arms and legs around me.  He was
asleep, I could tell by his breathing.  A light from the main floor caught
my attention and I could hear whispered voices.  I peeled away from Bear,
our body's slick with sweat.  I snuck across the loft to the edge looking
down and smiled.  I saw Kenny and Damion with Bossy.  Kenny holding her
tail and Damion plowing into her cunt.  My mind flooding with memories of
me standing where Kenny was now.  My thoughts interrupted when Bear's hands
slid around my waist.

"I so want to fuck you baby.  Right now, right here," his hands sliding to
my hard on, gripping it, stroking its length.  His cock sliding between my
legs, pushing against the back of my balls.  "Let's go," he said pulling me
to the ladder down.

"Here they come bud, our favorite butt cowboys," Damion moaned pulling out.
Bear snatched that same bottle of gooey lube from the other night, all of
us watching him as he moved back to where I was standing.  He was in that
sexy, dominant mood I loved.  He pushed me so I was leaning on the stall
door, next to where Kenny and Damion were.  I felt the cool slick lube, as
Bear smeared it in my crack, his finger pushing inside me, making me moan.

"Yeah lil bro, go on, screw your bud right here so we can all watch you
fuck him."  Damion groaned, as he and Kenny put Bossy in a different stall.
Bear didn't wait for an audience, and began to work his cock into my ass.
I groaned and pushed back as Bear ground his cock into me, the slick lube
making his entry easy, that awesome feeling of fullness, flooding my body.
Damion leaned on the stall next to me;

"Git your sweet Texas mouth ovah here and suck my fucking pecker boy,"
Damion commanded Kenny, who obediently knelt and began sucking the head of
Damion's huge cock.  "Yer dang sister ain't giving me nothing, so I gots to
git it from who eva when I can.  I was thrilled to see my friend the cowboy
stud being so submissive.  It seemed to me Barrett and Damion inherited
more that good looks and big cocks from their daddy.  They were quite the
dominate studs.  "Atta boy, keep sucking me just like that.  Git me all hot
and them I am gonna fuck that tight ass.  You want me to right?"  The last
comment more of a statement then a question.  Kenny nodded, now sucking
about half of Damion's cock.

My lover was doing quite a job on my ass during all this.  His hands
gripped my hips pulling me back onto his cock, our bodies smacking together
loudly.  His balls were swinging wildly under him; flipping and slamming in
to mine, sending jolts of ball ache up through my body.  He pulled out of
me, and quickly dragged over a small bench.

"Sit," he ordered me and I sat on the edge leaning back.  He grabbed my
legs and placed them on his shoulders.  He fucked his cock back into me all
at once, making groan loudly.  The bench rocking and creaking under me.
"Fuck yea Codester, your tight ass is eating my cock."  He kept up his
strong thrusts, as I realized he was showing his brother he was a man and
could fuck longer and harder than him.

"That's enough Texas, git your ass up next to city boy there," Damion
pointing to the bench I was on.  Kenny Quickly moved to sit next to me, the
bench creaking under our combined weight, our sweaty bodies pressed tightly
together.  I saw bear look at Kenny, his face silently asking if he was OK.
Kenny nodding slightly in response.  Yeah I thought, my stud, making sure
his best bud was gonna be OK.  "Git your bitch to pour that fucking lube on
my cock Bro," Damion ordered as Bear rammed his cock into me hard.

"He ain't no bitch," Bear grunted through clenched teeth.  "He's my," his
thrusting slowed just a bit.  "He's my," his eyes now fully focused on
mine, "my boyfriend."  His face conveyed hope as he continued to fuck me.

"Yeah," I moaned, "boyfriends".  Barrett puffed his chest out and began to
ram his cock into me with a renewed vigor.  "Oh god yes, fuck me!"  I cried
out, "Fuck me harder baby!  Make love to me again."  Sweat was running down
my body, and was dripping off Bear's hair, the salty drops hitting my mouth
and body.

Kenny's hand gripped mine, squeezing hard as Damion entered him.  He leaned
his head onto my shoulder, his breathing tensed and labored.  I told him to
relax and to push out like he was taking a dump.  His grunts and moans were
laced with pain.  My new friend was being ripped open by Damion's huge
cock.  I could feel Kenny watching Bear fucking me, feel his desire to be
made love to as Bear was clearly doing right then.

"Of fuck, fuck, fuck," Kenny cried out as Damion pushed his cock fully
inside him.  Kenny's cock springing up, throbbing wildly.  "OH, OH, fuck
what is happening, that feels so fucking good!  Oh god, more!"  His head
rolled side to side, his eyes closed.  Then with a loud moan, his cum
blasted out and onto his face and chest, thick and heavy.

"Oh you little bitch," Damion shouted, "you're so fucking tight.  SHIT,
here it comes."  He pulled his cock almost all the way out, his shaft
throbbing as he came, filling him with his cum.  That did it for me and I
came after only stroking my cock a few times.  I pointed my cock back
towards Bear, cuming on him and his cock.

Bear lasted only a few minutes longer, groaning he too was cuming, his cock
throbbing, balls draining into my hungry hole.  He fell forward, his lips
mashing to mine, his tongue exploring my mouth.  I could see the difference
between a fuck and making love now.  Barrett was touching me, rubbing his
hands over my body, kissing me deeply as we shared afterglow.  Even though
he was dominant and rough, it was still making love.  Compared to Kenny and
Damion, who were quickly separated and stood apart.  Kenny stood smoking a
butt, watching Bear and me, while Damion stood in the doorway pissing.

Bear eased his semi hard cock from my well worked hole, and eased me off
the bench.  He quickly pulled Kenny to us and made sure he was OK.  Damion
was not as caring.  To him it was just a satisfying of his needs and Kenny
the chosen one.  Now it was over, he pretended like nothing ever happened.
I knew this feeling, having gone through it a few times before.  Oh they
are all into it while it is happening, but once they get off, please, I
don't even know you.

Damion left us, for where I don't know.  He just walked away and didn't
come back.  The three of us headed back up to the loft and after one more
joint, cuddled together and fell asleep.



The sound of a heavy rain beating on the metal roof of the barn woke me.
We were a tangled, stinking mess, all twisted together, hay sticking to
every conceivable place.  I got up, my morning piss boner pointing the way
to the open loft door.  I stood there, my golden nectar arching out from me
as the warm morning down pour showered over me.

I began to wash, much like I was in an actual shower, washing my skin of
sweat, dried cum and hay.  I noticed that Damion and Mr. Stewart's trucks
were both gone and that the horses were gathered by the pasture gate.  I
finished washing and grabbed my jeans, not knowing where my shirt was.

"Hey get up," I called to the guys who still slept, half covered in hay.
They both moaned and rolled over, either still sleeping or just fucking
ignoring me.  I left them and headed down and out into the pouring rain,
slipping and sliding barefoot, in the deep mud.

"Look at you poor guys and gals, standing our here in the rain," I called
out to the horses.  "Come on I'm gonna get you all up into the barn."
Lancelot nickered to me and then whinnied to them, almost as if saying he
was going to help and for them to behave.  Not having any lead ropes, I
took two at a time, holding their headstalls, walking them up to the barn
and putting them into their stalls.

There was five altogether, so three trips, Lancelot being the last.  As I
moved quickly back to the gate to get him, I slipped and fell face first
into the deep mud that was the ground between the barn and pasture.  It
wasn't bad enough that I fell, but I'd been running and ended up sliding
down the slope, right under the gate.

I wiped the mud from my eyes as I rolled over, not really sure what had
happened.  Lancelot was right there, his face to mine as he nickered,
mocking me.  I patted his muzzle;

"Yeah sure buddy, that's right just stand there and laugh at me why
don'tcha."  Lancelot moved his head so my fingers hooked into his headstall
and when I gripped it he yanked me up to my feet.  "Look at me will ya," I
said to him, "I'm fucking filthy!"  The mud thinning and running down my
exposed skin because of the rian.  Honestly though, I really didn't give a
shit.

Lancelot nudged me and I knew he was trying to tell me to get up on him.
For whatever reason I grabbed a handful of his mane and gave a strong shove
with my legs.  I made it halfway up and slid right off, splat, right back
in the mud.  Now I was getting pissed.  I got up and grabbed his mane
again. This time I stood back at an angle and when I jumped, I threw my one
leg up high, my hand reaching over his back.  I was up!  Well sort of
anyway, I still sort of hung to his side, but I was able to maneuver myself
up and sit on his back.

"I DID IT," I shouted in triumph, my arms high above my head.

"Yeah!  Look at you dude, city boy cowboy!"  I turned to see Barrett and
Kenny standing in the loft doorway, pulling up their jeans, as they shouted
their congratulations.  Lancelot joined in, his pride at my accomplishment
showing as he pranced around whinnying loudly.  "Hang on baby," Bear
yelled, we'll come get the gate."  They vanished from the doorway as
Lancelot took off at a rather fast trot, me freaking out as he had no
reigns for me to hold onto.

I gripped his mane with both my hands as he galloped to the middle of the
pasture, making a wide sweeping turn.  I could feel his body under me,
shifting, keeping me centered on his back.  It suddenly became clear to me
what he intended to do, as he snorted and galloped back up towards the
fence.  This mother fucker was going to jump it, my eyes growing wide, with
me on his back!

"OH HOLY FUCK - I'M GONNA DIE!!!"



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Couple of peeps I want to mention -

Hey Tracy, Bossy is waiting for ya!

Sabastian - stay tuned for more, I know you are loving Lancelot!



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