Date: Mon, 14 Jun 1999 15:11:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: "D.Z." <ndman72@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys on the Farm-Day 12

This is a story about 2 teenage guys who discover man
sex and love for each other while on a summer vacation
at the farm. It begins slowly but builds in intensity
as the days go by and their relationship deepens. If
you are underage, or if man to man sex or normal
reproductive acts of farm animals offend you then you
should move on to something else. I would appreciate
any comments emailed to me at ndman72@yahoo.com. BOYS
ON THE FARM is a work of pure fiction -- the
characters and the events do not represent any person
or situation. Copyright (c)1999, all rights reserved.
Please do not post in any other forum, newsgroup, or
publication.

BOYS ON THE FARM.

Day Twelve--Part I.

It was the crack of dawn and the sun was still below
the horizon. Tristan woke to the noise of some bird
making horrendous squawks and every squawk
reverberated through his aching head. Groggily he
thought, 'Oh shit, I wish I could shoot that bird!
Man, my head hurts. Is this the result of last night's
drinking around the campfire with the Reiser twins?
Damn.' He snuggled closer to David's warm, sleeping
body, pressing his naked skin against David's. The
outside air was chilly and damp, soaking into their
blankets as they lay outside in the makeshift shelter
they had made with Grandpa's help yesterday. 'God, I
have to take a piss but its too damn cold out there.'
Wrapping his arm around David's torso, he pulled them
tightly together, absorbing the warmth emanating from
David and went back to sleep.

The sun was fully above the horizon when David began
to wake. Slowly he became aware of Tristan's arm
holding him tightly and the rhythmic pressure from
Tristan's chest as he slept behind him. David shifted
slightly, needing to move as he stretched slightly. He
also became aware of his too-full bladder and the
straining hardon he was feeling. The air outside the
blankets was still quite cool and David was reluctant
to disturb their warm contact, yet he had to piss bad!
The dual urges had him squirming, his butt rubbing
against Tristan's crotch while the fabric of his
jockeys caressed his turgid sex.

David's movements sparked automatic responses from
Tristan. Tristan's arm tightened its hold around David
and Tristan snuggled tighter against his blonde-haired
buddy. Now David felt Tristan's stiff poker pushing
against his ass, inflaming his carnal desires. Damn,
he was horny but those Reiser twins were sleeping
nearby and he didn't dare do anything beyond squirm
against Tristan and discreetly rub his aching cock
through his jockeys.

Suddenly the quiet of the camp was shattered. "Hey
Josh, take a look at this! David and Tristan look sooo
cuuute sleeping together." Jake was awake and didn't
lose a second in announcing the sight before his eyes.
He pounced on the other boys before they had a chance
to do more than open their eyes and ripped their
blankets off. "Rise and shine you pussies!"

"JAKE, you son of a BITCH!" screamed David leaping up
and sticking his face into Jakes'. "I'll kick your ass
if you don't knock off this obnoxious shit."

Confronted by an enraged David, Jake quickly backed
down. "Just having a little fun, where's your sense of
humor?" was his professed excuse.

Tristan was up and talking to himself. "Jesus, its
still cold out here! Where's my damn shirt! Oh man, I
gotta piss so bad!" Tristan had a piss hardon that
wouldn't go away and he couldn't wait. Ignoring the
rules of modesty in his need he took a few steps away
from their tent and pulled his thick erection out of
his shorts and tried to piss. As the case will be when
the need to piss has been delayed, his stream was slow
to begin. He stood there with his solid 7 inches of
glory in plain sight, waiting to begin. David was
right beside him, his morning hardon also on display
along with a few tufts of blond hair escaping through
the fly of his boxers. Tristan was struck anew at how
all that loose foreskin would disappear on David's
cock when it stood at attention.

Both of the twins got a good look at Tristan's fat
cock displayed in plain sight. They had seen each
other's hardon countless times but never had seen
another guy's. Tristan's jutting cock looked HUGE!
Tearing their eyes away, they needed to piss just as
bad and flashed identical hardons as they began taking
a healthy piss. It was like watching mirror images as
the identical twins took their piss and shook their
rigid cocks almost in perfect unison.

'Did they handle their cocks a little more than was
necessary?' Tristan thought so as he watched them out
of the corner of his eye. Tristan was finally
finishing his piss when Jake opens his mouth again.
"Josh, would you look at Tristan. His mother must have
been fucked by a donkey, look at the cock that fucker
has."

Josh jumped on the opportunity. "Yeah, and he isn't
bashful about flaunting it either! Must be proud of
it."

"Damn straight!" Tristan flung back. "Too bad you're
so jealous. You call those things of yours a man's
cock? Shit, your hardons aren't as big as mine when
its soft!" Tristan knew that wasn't true but he
figured it was time for some paybacks for these
bullshit twins.

"Oh, you been checking, faggot?" was Jake's instant
reply.

"Who are you calling a faggot? I saw you looking at
mine," sneered Tristan.

David interjected angrily, "Just knock it off you
guys. Its all bullshit! Let's get the fire going again
and make some breakfast, I'm hungry." Sex and food
rule the life of a teenager and the boy's attention
turned to the second imperative of their young lives.

The twins got the fire going while David and Tristan
hauled out the grub that Grandma packed for them in
the cooler. Preparing and eating their breakfast
diverted their attention away from their sexual
equipment and they were getting along once again. The
Reiser twins were experts at cooking over a campfire
since they had been doing it for years as Boy Scouts.
They hungrily attacked the pancakes, link sausages and
orange juice that Grandma had provisioned them. They
talked and laughed about their drinking the night
before as they ate.

As they talked and laughed, David and Tristan began to
forget themselves and soon were maintaining some sort
of physical contact, whether it was leaning against
each other or a slight touching of the knees. Tristan
felt so good sitting there with David. His headache
had disappeared and he was full! He felt good as he
stood up and stretched mightily, throwing his arms out
and back as he twisted both ways. Tristan hadn't
thought about the effect it would have on the others
when his dangling, heavy cock visibly flopped from
side to side in his jockey shorts as his hips jutted
forward and twisted with his torso.

Jake couldn't resist. "Look at him now--flaunting that
donkey dickmeat of his again--this time right in our
faces!

Josh took his cue and added immediately, "You guys gay
or something? For the last 15 minutes you've been
touching each other. I'd never thought you would be a
faggot, David."

David jerked away from Tristan and exclaimed as his
face heated, "I'm not a faggot, and neither is
Tristan. He's moving to Texas in another day and he
doesn't want to go."

Jake jumped into the picture to support his twin. "I
suppose not, especially if his boyfriend isn't going
along. Josh, we're sitting here with a couple of
pussies. Let's get dressed and leave these pussies."

Tristan came off the ground at a run heading straight
for Jake. He had seen the look of chagrin and shame on
David's face and was furious at the twins for
jeopardizing his relationship with David. He plowed
into Jake sending him sprawling before they were
fighting on the ground, Tristan trying to throw
punches while Jake was trying to get up and defend
himself.

Josh moved in to help Jake before David stopped him.
"You started this, and I'm going to show you who the
pussy is now," growled David as he threw a
right-handed punch right into Josh's gut. It was a
solid punch and knocked the wind completely out of
Josh, effectively putting him out of the fight.

David looked over at the other two boys. Tristan was
sitting over Jake's hips, pinning him on the ground
while holding Jake's wrists down. "Got any more to
say, smart ass? I'll knock your teeth down your throat
if you do."

"Get off me, faggot!" Jake screamed.

"Who's a faggot, Jake? It seems to me that there is
something hard poking me in the ass--what is that,
Jake? Are you trying to fuck my ass or what?"

Jake suddenly quit moving but made no reply. He just
stared up at Tristan.

"Nothing to say, huh Jake? I'm sure I feel something."
Tristan shifted his weight around. "Yep, I definitely
feel your boner poking my ass. Who's the faggot now,
Jake?"

Jake sucked in a ragged breath before replying, "I'm
not a faggot! I just haven't gotten my rocks off for a
while and I'm horny, that's all, I swear it! Isn't
that right, Josh?"

Josh looked over at Jake briefly before confirming
Jake's assertion. "Yeah, what's it been Jake, nearly
two weeks since we jacked off before leaving on
vacation?"

Tristan's eyebrows rose at this news. "You mean you
guys jack off together?"

"Of course. We're twins. We do everything together."

"Does that mean you do each other too?" Tristan asked
as he looked over at Josh.

Josh looked back as a blush spread over his face
before dropping his eyes. "Sometimes."

"So what if we do?" snarled Jake.

Josh defended himself and his twin. "Yeah, why should
we have secrets--we're identical twins and don't have
to hide our bodies from each other. Besides, it feels
better if someone else does it for you."

David commented at this point, " Two weeks! My God,
your 'nads must be close to busting if you've been
saving it for that long!"

"Yeah, they are."

Tristan wiggled a little more over Jake's stiff rod
and said with a teasing voice, "I sure can tell one of
you needs some relief really bad. Jake's cock is
begging for some attention, let me tell ya!"

Jake's gonads were so pumped up and ready for action
he couldn't ignore their demands for satisfaction.
Strongly suspecting Tristan was gay, he decided to
test Tristan. "So what are you going to do about it,
Tristan? The way you're sitting on me you must want it
up the ass, or are you going to suck me off maybe?"

"No way, Jake. Then you'll call me faggot and put me
down forever. Uh-uh. I don't need your shit." Tristan
wasn't about to give in so easily, even though the
idea of giving Jake a blow job was very, very
tempting. What about David and Josh? Just to keep
things interesting, he gave Jake's boner another
wiggle with his ass and was sure he could feel it
pulsing against his ass crack. In seconds Tristan's
cock had swelled to full hardness, falling out of the
right leg of his jockeys.

Jake moderated his previously hostile tone to say,
"Hey, I'm sorry about giving you so much shit. My
'nads need some relief really bad. I can tell you want
to--your stiffy is staring me in the face."

Tristan looked over at David and raised his eyebrows
in a silent question. David's crotch looked like he
had some pudge there, so maybe there was a chance
here. "I don't know about this...David, what do you
think?"

David was feeling horny as he and Tristan had gotten
accustomed to sex everyday and he was more than ready
for some action again. Since the twins admitted to
wacking each other off, maybe he didn't have to feel
guilty about messing around. "I guess we could these
help guys out, if they swear to knock off their
bullshit and not ever to tell anyone we did this."

Tristan looked back to Jake, laying on the ground
beneath him, "What do you say, Jake?"

"Hey, I said I was sorry already."

"No more of this faggot shit from you guys?"

"Yeah."

"You too, Josh?"

"Yeah, ok."

"Well boys, we got ourselves a deal then. Jake-boy,
here, needs it really bad." Tristan slid up and back a
couple of times over Jake's crotch to tease his cock a
little more. Then he moved off of Jake and helped Jake
get up off the ground. Once Jake was standing the
hardon he was packing was obvious by the way his
shorts were tented out. Jake's back and butt were
littered with dirt and twigs from laying on the ground
so Tristan started brushing him off saying, "Here, let
me brush you off before we get your sleeping bags
dirty."

"Sleeping bags?"

"Yeah, or would you rather lay on sticks and stones
while we do this?"

"Oh, I didn't think about that."

By this time Tristan had finished brushing Jake's
backside off and ran his hands over the bulge in his
front saying, "Its time to let this bad boy have some
action. Take your shorts off and lay down on your
sleeping bag."

In the meantime David and Josh had watched all of this
quietly until David spoke up, "Well, Josh are you up
for this? "

"IT'S not up yet, but IT sure will be once we get
started!" Josh laughed a little nervously. "I hope you
can do blow jobs as good as Karla Jacobs did."

"You'll find out when you over to your sleeping bag
and get your cock out of these shorts you're wearing."

The four boys moved en masse to the sleeping bags
which were still spread on the ground. Tristan and
David gently pushed the twins to lay down. Within
moments the twins were laying on their backs and their
knees up, anticipating what was about to happen with a
unique mixture of excitement, lust, and apprehension.

Tristan took the lead. Kneeling next to Jake, Tristan
began to lightly rub Jake's thighs, moving towards his
crotch with each stroke. Jake responded by relaxing
somewhat, looking Tristan in the eye and saying, "You
promise not to tell anyone we did this, right?"

"I promise. Don't worry." Tristan replied and then
proceeded to caress Jake's bulge in his shorts.

"God, that feels good," Jake sighed as he relaxed
completely and began to get caught up in the erotic
phenomenon coming from his groin. With that
encouragement Tristan slipped his hand under Jake's
shorts and found a handful of hot, pulsing boycock.
Tristan alternated between stroking it slightly and
exploring its contours with his fingers, feeling the
veins of the shaft and the ridge of Jake's cockhead.
Jake's eyes were closed and he was rocking his hips,
trying to complete the immensely pleasurable feelings
that were being caused by Tristan's gentle caresses.
Jake couldn't help it, he moaned a "Mmmmnnn," deep in
his throat.

"Feels good, doesn't it Jake?" Tristan said with a
smile. What a change this was, to have his hand in the
pants of the guy who was calling him names only a few
minutes before! "If you're ready for more, how about
slipping these shorts off?" Tristan continued.

Jake immediately lifted his ass off the ground and
peeled his shorts down without opening his eyes.
Tristan helped him peel his shorts off completely
before returning his attention back to Jake's proud
erection that was waving in the breeze. It was one of
those erections that proudly stood straight up, nearly
reaching Jake's navel.

Tristan had been waiting to get a good look at what
the twin's hardons looked like and now he could. His
fingertips followed the trail of dark hair extending
from Jake's navel and down his obvious (and very
rigid) masculinity . As he looked he brushed his
fingertips over each feature of Jake's crotch as he
studied it--the 6-inch length of his circumcised
erection, the way the skin was darker over his
genitals, and curiously how three veins ran down a
shaft that increased its thickness as it progressed
towards a fat glans that sported a glistening drop of
precum beaded in its slitted opening. Completing the
picture before his eyes were two nice-sized family
jewels hanging in their hairless ballsack. Finally, he
sampled the texture of the dark nest of pubic hair
that framed Jake's maleness.

Glancing over at David, Tristan could see that David
had Josh's identical looking cock in hand and was
tentatively stroking it. David had his ass sticking up
in the air as he bent over Josh's prone body and the
thought flashed through Tristan's head, 'What a great
ass he has--before I go to Texas I really want to fuck
his beautiful butt.' Tristan turned his attention back
to Jake.

Huge drops of glistening precum were rolling out of
Jake's cockhead as Tristan slowly pumped away on
Jake's shaft. Jake's head was thrown back as he
abandoned himself to the erogenous pleasure Tristan
was giving him. Drawn to the trail of precum that was
dripping out, Tristan was curious how it would taste.
He knew how David's tasted and thought, 'Would this be
the same?' He licked at the precum trail on Jake's
cock eliciting a shudder and another moan from Jake.
Tristan could see a rivulet of precum flow out in a
spontaneous response to the stimulation. As he moved
to wipe up the additional offering with his tongue the
thought flashed through his mind, 'Not much taste to
it, just like David's precum.'

"Oh yessssss," Jake moaned, "I never imagined a blow
job could be so good. Do it more...I need more."

With that encouragement Tristan was ready to bring
Jake to another level of sensualistic desire. Tristan
replaced the strokes of his fingers with long wet
strokes with his tongue along the entire underside of
Jake's throbbing cock from root to tip. Each time he
did it Jake would inhale and tense his muscles,
seeking to prevent the rush of sensations from
overwhelming him and ending the magnificently erotic
sensations coursing through him.

Jake was lost to lust by now. He was only dimly aware
that his hands were holding Tristan's head, his
fingers buried in Tristan's hair. His hips were
obeying the instinctual imperative to twist and
thrust, thereby bringing his procreative urge to its
natural, inseminating conclusion. And who was it
making all the noise, talking and moaning
continuously? Surely it couldn't be him saying, "Oh
yeah, ohhhhh, this is so great, ohhhhhh, keep going.
Ohhhhh, my balls are so full......ohhh, suck it, suck
it."

Tristan was delighting in Jake's total capitulation to
the demands of his sexual needs. Tristan's free hand
moved to cup and finger Jake's balls, rolling them
around in their fleshy pouch while he began to trace
the sensitive ridge and underside of Jake's cockhead
with his tongue. Then came the main event. Tristan
went down on Jake's cock and began sucking him off.

Losing all restraint, Jake began fucking Tristan's
mouth faster and faster. Soon he was banging
forcefully against the back of Tristan's mouth in his
urgent drive to orgasm. Tristan pulled off and away
from Jake's cock, provoking an anguished protest from
a panting Jake, "Don't stop now, God I'm so close. You
gotta finish it, Tristan."

"Don't worry man, I will. I'm just moving here so you
don't bruise the tonsils," Tristan replied as shucked
off his shorts before he pivoted into a 69 position
over Jake. "This angle will work better and then maybe
you could do me some too." Tristan's knees went
alongside Jake's head and he bent over to slurp up
Jake's pulsing cock once again.

Jake looked up to see Tristan's fat, dark cock and
balls hanging just above his face. Precum was oozing
out of his cock and hung in a clear strand that swung
and danced. Jake reached up with his right hand and
began to work Tristan's male parts, bringing a moan of
appreciation from Tristan. His unsatisfied lust took
control once more and Jake resumed his fucking
motions, burying his cock completely in Tristan's
mouth and throat with each thrust of his hips.

Tristan was in paradise. Male to male sex was what he
had craved and this was the second cock he had tasted.
The scent of another guy's sweat and ass was
intoxicatingly erotic to him. Not to forget the fact
that Jake was stroking his engorged cock in time to
Jake's fucking rhythm.

With a loud gasp Jake reached his point of no return.
He sunk his straining cock to the max into Tristan's
face as it began to pulse with powerful bursts of boy
cream. Jake shuddered and gasped as he poured his
entire being into an incredible orgasm, one the likes
of which he had never before experienced.

As Jake's balls shot their accumulated load, Tristan
could feel the spurts of cum flooding his mouth. He
swallowed what he could, the rest coating Jake's cock
and running down into Jake's pubes. When Jake's volley
of cum ended Tristan lifted up and looked over to see
how David and Josh were faring. David was masturbating
Josh's slick willy with vigor and as he watched white
ropes of cum starting shooting into the air, landing
in fat splotches over David and Josh.

Jake was still holding Tristan's hot and swollen sex
in his hand, although he had forgotten to stroke it in
the overwhelming throes of his orgasm. It felt so hard
but at the same time the texture of the skin was soft
and pliable. He watched the skin move and stretch as
he began to play with it, noting how Tristan's balls
danced in their wrinkled case in step with his
strokes. Precum continued to dribble out of Tristan's
piss slit, dripping down onto Jake.

All of a sudden a foreign sound inserted itself into
their rural retreat. Interrupting Jake's new-found
pleasure in handling another's guy's equipment was the
noise of a vehicle coming down towards the river on
the trail!

"Oh shit!" David cussed in a panic stricken voice.
"Grandpa's coming down to get us! Quick, get some damn
clothes on everyone!" There became a mad scramble for
clothes and a dash behind the tent to hurriedly yank
their shorts and shirts on--no time for underwear or
shoes even. Tristan was able to get dressed the
fastest, he didn't have wet cum on his body to contend
with.

"Fuck it! I've got cum all over me!" David continued
to panic. "Tristan, help me make sure its all off!"
Meanwhile Jake was rubbing his cum into his pubes and
balls hurriedly before pulling his shorts over his
sticky crotch and Josh was wiping wads of cum from his
body unto the grass.

As Grandpa crossed the river in his truck the boys,
barely clothed, emerged from the back side of their
shelter to wave to Grandpa as he approached. David was
darting nervous glances around the camp, making sure
nothing incriminating was in sight. Tristan hung
behind the other boys as his cock just wouldn't
subside entirely and was pushing out his nylon shorts.
His balls ached for the release that they were primed
to deliver and his cock flopped heavily, still
dripping precum.

Pulling up to the camp, Grandpa shut off his engine
and got out. "Mornin' boys--how was the camp out?"

"Good", "Fine," "Nice place to camp," "Great", were
the simultaneous replies.

"Good. Grandma wants you to come in and get cleaned up
so we can go to town after lunch. "S'pose we better
get this taken down and put away since you boys will
be going leaving tomorrow."

"Grandpa, do we have to?" David pleaded. "Can't we
sleep out here tonight too?"

"I know its fun to be out here, David, but your
Grandma is going to want to have you around the house
tonight before you leave," Grandpa explained as he
moved over to untie the rope holding the tarp up.

In a matter of minutes their campsite was nothing more
than an area of flattened grass and a memory for the
four boys. Grandpa had them pour several pails of
water on the remains of their campfire before he was
satisfied that there was not an overlooked ember to
start a prairie fire. "OK boys, that's it. Jump in the
truck and we'll head back to the house."

Not wanting Grandpa to catch wind of what they had
been doing, the boys jumped into the back of the
pickup truck, saying "We'll ride back here, OK
Grandpa?"

"Ya, you boys just stay sat down so a bump doesn't
throw you out."

"Sure, OK Grandpa."

The short ride back was awkward for the four boys. As
badly as they wanted to talk about what they had done,
they were unable to for fear of Grandpa overhearing.
Mostly they sat silently, wondering what the others
were thinking and feeling regarding their erogenous
escapade. Then they were in the farm yard helping
Grandpa put their supplies away and in minutes it was
time for the Reiser twins to take their leave. Tristan
and David stood next to their car as the twins were
sitting in it

"Good to see you guys again," David said with a hidden
wink for the twins.

"Yeah, glad you came over," Tristan added with a
crooked grin.

"Yeah, it was fun," Josh remarked. "I'll be back
sometime to get another one of your expert blow jobs,
David."

"Oh really? Does that mean you will be coming here
next summer?

"Yeah, I think so."

"Well, I'll be here as usual. "

Jake added his comments from behind the driver's
wheel. "You guys are really something. Tristan, I have
to know. Are you gay?"

Totally taken by surprise, Tristan's eyes widened
before he slowly nodded yes before saying, "Yeah, and
I'll kick your ass again if you ever give me any shit
about it."

Rather sheepishly Jake replied. "Don't worry, I won't.
You give some great head, and I ain't gonna forget it.
Well, we better go. See ya!" With that, Jake started
the car and drove off.

The boys watched the Reiser twins drive down the
country road before heading for the house. David
remarked as the twins disappeared from view, "I sure
hope they don't say anything to anybody about us."

Tristan put his arm over David's shoulder. "They
won't. Not after what happened this morning. I think
they have secretly wanted to do it for a long time."

Slipping his arm over Tristan's shoulders with a
slight hug David added, "You were awesome this
morning, dude, when you took on Jake."

"You were too, man. I couldn't take any more of his
shit, calling us faggots, and stuff."

"Yeah, now he's singing a different tune--I can hardly
believe it. Well, I suppose we better go inside and
get cleaned up. Gonna shower with me, dude?"

"You need to ask? My 'buddy' and I have been waiting
all morning for some loving from you."

"Your buddy? Oh, you call 'it' your buddy? Here I
thought I was your buddy."

Tristan gave David a punch on the arm as they entered
the house, "You know its more than that, David."

Grandma met them at the door. "Good morning boys. Did
you have a good camp out? Did you get some sleep?"

"Morning Grandma. It was great! We got plenty of
sleep."

"Well now you need to get cleaned up. After your
showers bring me all of your dirty clothes so I can
wash them before you leave."

"Wish we didn't have to go," Tristan sighed.

Grandma gave Tristan a quick hug from the side. "I'm
glad you want to stay here and you are welcome back
anytime. But your parents are expecting you back. One
of the facts of life was you grow up is that you can't
always do what you want to do. Now get some clean
clothes to go to town in and go take a shower, you
boys smell like smoke."


BOYS ON THE FARM.

Day 12--Part II.

The boys gathered fresh clothes and hit the bathroom
together as had become their practice while at the
farm. In no time at all they were both naked and David
was adjusting the water. The sound of running water
always made Tristan need to pee and he maneuvered
around David towards the toilet while holding his
semi-erect dick.

David looked over at him as Tristan was moving by,
catching an eyeful of Tristan's virility. He was still
slightly in awe of the prodigious and manly cock
Tristan was endowed with and admired Tristan's tall,
dark looks. "Looks like Buddy still needs some
attention."

"You know it, David. Jump in the shower and my buddy
and I will be right there."

"OK". David moved under the water and stood there
facing outwards with his eyes closed, the water
spraying onto the top of his head, while he luxuriated
under the warm water. David's hardon was sticking up
at a 45 degree angle, the tip of his cockhead visible
under his foreskin as David gently played with
himself, stroking his cock and stretching his
ballsack.

Tristan finished his piss and turned around, catching
sight of David in what to Tristan was a scene that was
immensely erotic. Here was David, HIS David with the
beautiful and perfect body, touching himself and
playing with his hardon in a mist of water. That sight
brought his cock surging to full rigidity immediately.
Tristan stepped into the shower and embraced David
with his right arm, his left hand reaching between
them to lovingly finger David's shaft and balls. "You
are so beautiful, David," Tristan whispered in David's
ear. "Have I ever told you that?"

"Me? No, you are the one who is beautiful. You are
such a stud, Tristan." David replied as he handled
Tristan's swollen meat momentarily before pulling
Tristan to him with both arms, grinding their wet
bellies and crotches tightly together. He felt
Tristan's hands slide down his back and then caress
his ass. His hard cock and balls meshing together with
Tristan's sent surges of carnal desires through his
body--it all felt so very good he couldn't help but
moan a little as they reveled in the sensations of
their contact.

"You have such a cute butt, did you know that?"
Tristan asked as he massaged David's ass cheeks with
his hands. "I wanted you so bad earlier this morning
when we were giving the twins the blow jobs and my
cock is so primed for you."

"Same here. It wasn't the same with the twins, was
it?"

"No, it wasn't. It's best with you, David, because I
love you and I want to share myself with you totally."

"Yeah but later, dude. We can't spend all day in the
shower without Grandma wondering what we're doing in
here. Hey, would you wash me like you usually do. I
really like it when you do that."

"No prob, man, I love doing that." And it was 100%
truth. Washing David was one of Tristan's
opportunities to touch, explore, and soak up every
nuance of David's beautiful body. He started at the
top, shampooing and massaging David's hair and scalp
while standing behind David so his swollen male member
rode in David's ass cleft.

David totally surrendered himself to the exquisite
sensations of being cared for and loved by Tristan.
Tristan used generous amounts of soap to clean David's
torso, paying plenty of attention to David's nubs and
his armpits. Tristan's fingers worked magic as they
cleaned him, waking every pleasure-seeking nerve
ending as Tristan's strong fingers passed over his
skin. As he gave his body to Tristan with total trust
and abandon David felt as if Tristan was peeling away
an old skin, an old David, and exposing a new facet of
himself. The new David was fully awakened to his body
and the incredible feelings of pleasure and love he
was capable of. His cock was rock hard the whole time,
standing straight up, pulsing and aching with built up
need straining to be released.

Tristan's jutting cock dueled with David's when
Tristan shifted his body as he performed his cleansing
ministrations to David. The contact was sometimes
fleeting, and at times Tristan's cock and balls drug
heavily over David's, providing a teasing stimulation
to their highly sensitive sex organs.

Next to be cleaned was David's rounded ass cheeks and
today Tristan spent extra time to do a thorough job.
In their state of sensuous abandon, Tristan had total
freedom to touch and explore every part of David's
body. Sensing David's unspoken permission, Tristan
used several fingers to soap and tease David's tight
little ass pucker. As Tristan's fingers brushed across
his pucker surges of desire would course through
David's body, instilling a craving that David had
never before had. Spreading his legs apart David
allowed Tristan more access to his nether region and
spoke in a low-pitched murmur, "Dude, it is so awesome
when you do that. Rub my hole some more."

"I'm glad you like that. Your ass is so perfect, just
like the rest of you." As Tristan was lightly rubbing
the sensitive ring he could feel it spasming as erotic
waves ebbed and flowed in David. Moving tightly to
David and trapping their aching cocks together,
Tristan then slipped a finger into David's virgin ass,
causing David to momentarily freeze before David
pressed himself harder against Tristan and said in a
lusty growl, "Oh God, Tristan, it feels so great, keep
going."

Without delay Tristan buried his middle finger as far
as it would go and started working it in and out of
David's flexing hole. David's breathing became ragged
and every time Tristan would brush a certain spot
inside David's shut David would catch his breath
before climbing to heights of pre-orgasmic pleasure
and suspense he never dreamed existed. David
instinctively was gyrating his hips, clenching his
ass, and thrusting in the milleniums-old instinct
known to all males. Suddenly, Tristan withdrew his
finger, leaving an emptiness and aching need in
David's midsection.

"Tristan, why did you stop? I was so close to
cumming!" David protested.

Tristan drew David into his arms and said with a tone
of deep regret, "Hey David, we can't finish this you
know. Not now, anyway. My cock wants to explode but we
better finish getting cleaned up now before I can't
stop myself from having your beautiful body."

"You can have it now, I want you to."

"I want to, but David, we've been in here so long
we're almost out of hot water. Can't you feel that? I
want to get clean before its completely cold."
Tristan's back had been against the water spray and he
knew it was only a short time before the tepid water
turned cold. "Quick, wash my hair while I soap
myself."

David nestled his aching cock in the cleft of
Tristan's ass while he scrubbed Tristan's thick, curly
hair. He still ached with a deep need to release the
pent up pressure contained in his male organs.
Meanwhile Tristan was quickly soaping his torso and
then his crotch area. After a couple of quick tugs on
his swollen cock, Tristan allowed David to push his
head under the water for a through rinse.

"Hurry, this water is getting cold, David!"

"Just a little more Tristan, you still have
soap...right there. Got it."

Tristan shut the water off which had become very cool
by now. And he was chilled as well, his passion was
cooled down, his cock hanging heavily. "Man, I gotta
dry off and warm up a little, I'm just about frozen!"

The boys jumped out of the shower. "Let me dry you
off, Tristan," David offered, "since I didn't get to
soap you down."

"Sure. But hurry a little, I'm cold."

David quickly grabbed a thick towel and dried David's
back and chest, wiping off the beads of moisture that
clung to Tristan's tanned skin. Then David kneeled in
front of Tristan and carefully dried Tristan's cock
and balls, making sure he dried the crevices before
moving down Tristan's legs. Once finished, he reached
up and playfully batted Tristan's chubby dick and
asked, "How's my Buddy doing?"

"Your Buddy still needs something. Why don't you give
him a little lip action?"

"Boys, are you about done in there? I have lunch
ready," Grandma called through the door.

"COMING GRANDMA," David shouted through the door. In a
lower voice he instructed, "It'll have to be later,
dude. Hurry and get dressed. I have to get dry too."
The boys hustled to get their clothes on, realizing
now they had spent a long time taking their shower!

Tristan paused as he pulled on his pants and worried
out loud, "What do we tell them if she asks us what
took us so long?"

"Oh God, I don't know." David said as he started
dressing. "Wait, I know. We'll just say we found some
woodticks on ourselves and, and you wanted to make
sure there weren't any in you hair and you made me
search your whole head for ticks."

"Uggggh, you're right, I would too! It gives me the
creeps just thinking about it. You mean you have these
ticks here?"

"Yeah, I've gotten a few before. Usually you feel them
moving and find them before they attach themselves.
There, I'm dressed, we better get out of here." David
scooped his dirty clothes and anxiously waited for
Tristan to gather his.

Grandma and Grandpa were waiting for them at the
table, ready to eat. "That was the quite the shower
you boys took," Grandpa remarked. We started to think
you fell asleep in there or something."

Stealing a glance at Tristan, David went into
explaining their cover story while Tristan made
supporting gestures and comments. Their story
worked--to the boys immense relief. Grandma urged them
to dish up before the food was cold. The boys dug in
and satisfied one of the urges their body needed them
to satisfy, but their uncompleted sexual activities
had left the boys fully aware of their still horny
cocks, aching to be brought to a release of the
built-up urge.

After lunch was eaten and Grandma tidied up the
kitchen, everyone was ready to go to town. They
climbed into Grandpa's pickup, the boys sitting in the
back of the extended cab truck. The seating was a
little cramped back there, but they didn't mind as it
gave them an excuse to be casually touching. They
watched out the windows for wildlife as they traveled
over the now familiar road. Grandma asked about the
Reiser twins, and the boys repeated a few of the facts
about them and their family that had come up in the
conversation the night before. Tristan was squirming
for reasons both external and internal by now. The
confines of his clothes and the memories of the events
only hours before had his sensitized dick erect and
aching again. He tried to discreetly ease it into a
more comfortable position but David saw it and grinned
at him and cupped his own crotch a little to tease
him. Tristan shifted around again. Thank goodness
before much longer the water tower and grain elevators
of the town were visible ion the horizon.

"Say Grandma, we'd like to do a little shopping for
souvenirs before we go back home. Could we meet you
somewhere in an hour or so?" David asked.

"Sure you can, David," Grandma replied and then looked
at Grandpa for his input.

"Well, how 'bout if you boys meet us at the grocery
store at, oh let's say 3:30. Would that give you
enough time?" Grandpa asked. By this time they were
driving down Main Street and Grandpa braked to a stop,
right in the middle of the street. "Here, you boys can
get out and we'll see you at 3:30 then." Grandpa got
out and pulled his seat forward so the two boys could
slip out of the back. Grandpa waved to the people in
the vehicles that had stopped behind them before
getting back into his pickup and driving off.

"Does your Grandpa always block traffic like that?"
Tristan asked incredulously while quickly putting a
hand in his pocket to disguise the bulge pushing out
the front of his pants.

"No, he's never done that before that I know of,"
David replied smirking at Tristan. "Got something in
your pants?" he teased.

"You know damn well what's in my pants and why it's
like this," Tristan shot back. "Let's walk around a
bit so I can get my mind off of my problem here."

The boys sauntered down the sidewalk checking out the
stores. There was the dime store, the hardware store,
the pharmacy, the flower shop, and also a small
jewelry shop. The boys stood looking at the window
display where various types of neck chains were being
displayed.

"Aren't these some cool chains, David?" Tristan asked.
"You know, I've been wanting something like this for a
long time. Let's go in and check them out."

"OK".

As they walked in, a small bell tinkled over their
heads and a teenage girl smiled at them from behind
the counter. "Can I help you guys?" she asked sweetly
with a smile.

If he wasn't so in love with David Tristan would have
seen that this babe was a stunner. She was tall, about
5'8", and slender with shoulder length blonde hair.
"Yeah," Tristan replied. "We want to see those neck
chains like you have in the window."

"Right over here. Take a look at these. We have 10
carat and 14 carat gold chains for guys. We sold a lot
of them for graduation gifts this year. Then we have
these ones with a twisted rope look that you can
accessorize with the various medallions and symbols
you see here," she explained pointing to the
merchandise in the showcase.

"David, look at those last ones. See all the different
things you can choose from to put on." Looking at each
one, Tristan came upon one that represented the Gemini
astrology sign where twin heads were depicted. That
was the one! Tristan had to have it because to him it
symbolized two guys shown close together, exactly the
way he felt about David! "I want this one David, how
about you? Should we have the same ones?" Tristan
asked.

"OK by me," David immediately assented.

"We can engrave your initials on the back of the
medallion if you would like," the girl suggested.

The boys were excited with the idea. "Awesome."
"Super!"
They watched with avid interest as the girl took the
two medallions over to an engraving machine and
carefully followed a lettering guide that caused the
machine to engrave the initials DJB and TRC with fancy
gothic letters.

Once the girl finished and packaged up their
purchases, the boys hauled out their money and paid
the princely sum of $68 each. Out the door they rushed
so they could share the excitement they were feeling.
Once they were outside the store the boys opened their
packages and made ready to wear their new medallions
on the matching chains.

"Ummm David, would you wear the one I bought and let
me wear the one you bought?" Tristan asked shyly.

David hesitated. "Aaaa, yeah, but let's wait to put
them on when we're alone back at the farm, OK Tristan?
I don't want to do it here in the middle of town."

"Well, OK if that's what you want, but I can hardly
wait David. These are so cool and I want to see how
mine looks on you." For the rest of the afternoon
while in town and during the trip back to the farm
Tristan wasn't able to conceal the joy he felt. He was
so energized that he ran, he jumped, and he was
laughing at everything. David about had to sit on him
to keep him still during the ride home.

"What's gotten into you, Tristan?" Grandpa asked at
one point. "I'd swear yu must have found a girlfriend
in town somewhere."

"Nope," was Tristan's glib reply. "I must be overtired
or something cuz I just can't help myself. I'm feeling
silly I guess." Meanwhile David was shooting Tristan
warning looks whenever he thought his grandparents
weren't watching.

Once they had gotten home and unloaded the groceries
Grandpa fired up the grill outside on the porch and
threw some potatoes on to bake. The boys sat on the
porch swing and waited idly for supper. David started
to doze as last night's activities caught up to him
and he needed a few winks to tide him over. Tristan
sat there watching him sleep thinking again how
beautiful everything about David was-his face, his
eyes, his hair, his hands, even the shape of his ears!

The door slammed, waking David up, and Grandpa arrived
with some T-bone steaks that covered the entire plate!
Tristan had never seen steaks this size before and his
eyes about popped! "You'll never get steaks like this
in town, Tristan," Grandpa told him. "These steaks are
from corn-fed steers and will practically melt in your
mouth, they are so tender," he added. "We wanted you
to have a good steak before you left." And then he
placed them on the grill as the sound of sizzling and
the aroma of cooked beef began to fill the air.

Grandpa didn't lie. When the steaks were cooked and
the rest of the meal served, Tristan ate until he
thought his stomach would bust! David made a heroic
effort to keep up with Tristan, but finished second in
the contest of consuming calories! The entire meal was
a teenage appetite chowfest right up to the end when
Tristan was stuffing the last of his fresh strawberry
pie into his mouth. "I don't think I have eaten a meal
that tasted this good," he told Grandma and Grandpa.
"I must have gained 10 pounds while staying here," he
went to say while rubbing his belly.

"Oh, I don't think so," Grandma said with a delighted
smile, "but it's awfully nice that you would say that.
What are you boys going to do tonight since it is your
last night before going home?" she asked.

David looked at Tristan and Tristan looked at David.
What were they going to do, exactly? Finally David
said, "Oh, we'll probably just go see the animals one
more time and then just enjoy the outdoors until dark.
Right now I'm too full do much else."

"That sounds nice. When you come in we'll have some
sherbet ice cream and visit a little before going to
bed. Would you boys help us clear off the table before
you go outside?"

"Sure."
"No prob." The boys would do anything that Grandma and
Grandpa asked them to do.

Then David and Tristan went outside and sat on the
porch for a bit, too full to even want to be walking
around. They sat without talking for the most part,
watching the birds and horses go about their normal
activities and absorbing the peaceful quiet of the
countryside. Tristan took his medallion out of his
pocket and was studying it and thinking about how he
loved David. Finally he could wait no longer. "David,"
he asked, "Should we go for a walk now? I can't wait
any longer for you to being wearing my medallion."

"OK, dude, let's do it. Where do you want to go?"

"Just somewhere private."

"How about the barn? You haven't checked on Ace for a
while, either."

"No lie. Yeah, let's go there."

The boys ambled over the barn, walking through the
farmyard and enjoying one of the perfect summer
evenings. The temperature was warm, but not hot. There
was a very slight breeze and it seemed to Tristan that
everything was accented in the golden rays of the
setting sun.

Once they were inside the barn the boys went over to
check on Ace. Ace nickered at them as they approached,
begging for a treat. Tristan spun on his heel and went
to get the oats--he wasn't about to disappoint the big
stallion! Getting a heaping double handful of oats, he
carefully walked over to Ace's stall and let the horse
eat them out of his hands. Tristan loved to feed Ace
and to be up close to the magnificent animal. After
petting Ace on the neck a few times and incidentally
wiping the horse slobber off his hands, he turned to
David and asked, "Are you ready for now?"

"Yeah, dude, but wash your hands first. I want to
think I'm getting it from you, not some smelly horse."

Tristan laughed and went to wash his hands off at the
water hydrant and shook them dry.

The boys then walked towards one another, each holding
his medallion. "Umm, like how do we wanna do this,"
David asked. "One at a time or both together?"

"Together, don't you think?"

"That would be great."

"OK, are you ready?" Tristan asked past the lump that
was forming in his throat. Damn, he was already
choking up and they hadn't done anything yet!

"Yup. Bend your head down a little so I can see what
I'm doing. There. It's on."

"I'm doing yours too. There, you have mine on."

They stood together for a brief moment with their
hands around each other's necks, waiting for the other
one to make the next move. Tristan couldn't hold back
more than two seconds! His hands slid down David's
chest, around his back and pulled David tightly to him
for a tight embrace. David followed Tristan's lead and
they wordlessly hugged.

Relaxing his grip slightly but still holding David in
his arms Tristan spoke first. "I'll wear this
medallion forever, David!"

"You better hope it doesn't turn your skin green
then," David teased back.

"Well, what about you?" Tristan tensed up slightly.
"Doesn't this mean anything to you?"

"You know better than that, Tristan. Of course it
does. I'll wear it all the time."

Tristan relaxed again when he heard those words and
looked deep into David's eyes for confirmation of his
feelings. The lively sparkle in David's blue eyes was
like the sunlight playing on deep pools of water. Ever
so slowly Tristan's head moved toward David's almost
as a magnetic force was pulling it.

Their noses touched. Tristan rubbed his lightly
against David and felt ardor sweep through his entire
being. He kissed David once before on the chest but
now he just had to give David a real kiss! His lips
tentatively brushed Davids. They were so warm and soft
and luscious, so kissable. Since David didn't pull
back Tristan went back for more, this time more
confidently for a real kiss!

David was slightly shocked by Tristan at first, but
the sensations that the kissing brought on were
fantastic! He felt so loved and cherished by Tristan,
not to mention the fact that his lips were obviously
wired directly to his now throbbing cock! Quickly
adjusting to the idea that he was kising another guy
David kised back with a growing intensity while his
hands cupped Tristan's pulling their crotches tightly
together. 'OH YEAH, Tristan is hard too. I'm so horny
after everything today, I need it bad,' David found
himself thinking.

Breaking their kiss, they looked in each other's eyes
once more and found nothing but complete acceptance.
They were grinning their heads off while still holding
each other tightly. "I think we need to go up in the
hay loft and finish something here," Tristan
suggested.

"You got that right, dude. Let's go!"

They scrambled up the steep stairs to the hayloft and
then carefully closed the door behind them. Moving
over to the side of the barn where an old tarp lay,
they moved into each other's arms once more, kissing.
Soon Tristan's hands were undressing David and David
began undressing Tristan. Clothes landed in every
direction as their hands roamed each other's
nakedness, their hard cocks dripping precum in
impassioned anticipation.

As Tristan's hands roamed over David's ass, David was
reminded of the incredible feelings earlier that day
he felt in the shower while Tristan played with his
hole. Wiggling his ass a little he stopped kissing
long enough to ask Tristan to do it again. "Tristan,
play with my ass again would you? That was so good
when you did that."

Tristan was more than happy to help. He found David's
hole quickly and soon was teasing it unmercifully with
his fingertips. David's pucker was clenching
repeatedly as waves of pleasure coursed through him.
Tristan had an idea. His dry finger wouldn't slip in
but a little precum would fix that. He wiped up the
dripping flow from his cock with his middle finger and
lubed David's hole with it. Just like that his middle
finger was in and David moaned lustily.

"Oh God, Tristan I love it when you do that. Its
unbelievable how good that feels. Just work my ass,
dude."

Tristan's cock was rock hard and sliding around
David's belly as Tristan finger fucked David. Their
arousal and desire for release became undeniable.

Without conscious forethought David spoke again.
"Tristan, I want to feel your cock in me. I want to
know what its like to be on the bottom, ok?"

"I've wanted your ass for a long time David," Tristan
whispered. "You don't need to ask twice." He guided
David over to where the tarp was laying on the floor
and they sank down upon it together.

David slowly rolled over onto his back and lifted his
legs. "What if it hurts, Tristan? Your cock is bigger
than mine".

"I'll go slow just like you did and you'll get used to
it-just wait and see. That's how it worked when you
did it to me."

Tristan knelt between David's lifted legs and guided
his throbbing boner to the target. He made sure his
cockhead was well lubed with the copious precum that
was dripping out of his fat dick. Tristan lined his
cock up with the bullseye and as his fuck stick
touched the pucker of David's butt hole, Tristan felt
a new and electrifying sensation flow from the tip of
his cock through his entire body. Hardly believing it
possible, his cock became even harder. That
electrifying feeling increased as he slowly pushed his
now steel-hard cock inside his buddy.

Despite the stretching of his asshole, David wanted
all of Tristan's cock inside. He coached Tristan as
his virgin ass was being penetrated and stretched with
Tristan's thick pole. "Do it a little at a time
Tristan, go easy, wait, ok, wait, ok more."

Tristan worked his way slowly in, taking his cues from
David and waiting for David to relax after each small
push. Once Tristan was fully inside and his pubes
brushing the bottom of David's balls, the boys stopped
moving for a moment, each of them adjusting to the new
and incredible feelings coming from their bodies.
Tristan gazed into David's eyes as he leaned over his
buddy's body and said, "You are so beautiful to me.
The way your ass is gripping my cock is so awesome.
Are you ready for me to start moving yet?"

David gazed back with trust in his eyes and quietly
said, "Me, beautiful? You're the one that's
beautiful--and such a stud. My ass is yours, Tristan.
Go ahead but take it easy."

Tristan started fucking David's ass, with tentative,
slow strokes, savoring the exquisite sensations coming
from his cock. He never dreamed that fucking someone
could feel so good--he wanted it to go on forever.

David could feel Tristan's fat, veined hardon pushing
in and out of his chute creating waves of pleasure
through his midsection. Then Tristan shifted slightly
and his cock was rubbing David's prostrate. David
didn't know exactly what was happening, but he knew
Tristan had found the hidden heart of his pleasure
zone and his entire existence narrowed to the colossal
orgasm that was building like a tidal wave. He
couldn't have guessed how good it felt from being
fucked by Tristan. Without realizing it, David was
softly moaning in a continuous vocalization of the
sexual ecstasy he was experiencing.

David's moans were all the encouragement Tristan
needed. His motions progressing into long and rhythmic
strokes, Tristan made love to the guy he treasured,
savoring every second of their intimate bonding. When
Tristan's urge for orgasm began to peak, he stopped to
prolong the supreme pleasure.

David's eyes opened and his moaning ceased only to be
replaced by a wanton tone in his voice as begged, "Oh
God Tristan, don't stop, don't stop. Fuck me more, I
can't hardly believe how incredibly good it feels.
Fuck me, Tristan!" David hastily wiped up with his
fingers the load of precum that had puddled on his
belly and lubed his throbbing boner before stroking it
with raw lust. At the same time he wrapped his legs
around Tristan's thighs and was clenching his ass
checks with each slow stroke, trying to maintain the
incredible feelings that been generated in his virgin
ass.

After a short time, leaning over to watch David stroke
himself and feeling David's chute milk his dick,
Tristan couldn't bear to wait any longer. Tristan
began to piston with long, hard strokes in and out,
burying his cock to the hilt before pulling almost
completely out. Their skin made slapping noises from
the intensity of their fucking. Tristan couldn't hold
off any longer. His balls tightened and he fucked
David's ass with faster strokes as he began to gasp
with each lunge, slamming his cock in totally with
each thrust. Then, inexorably he reached Nirvana. His
entire being was totally focused on the explosive
release he had waited so long for. His cock was like a
fire hose, filling David's ass with great gushes of
cum. Simultaneously his vision was replaced with
fireworks-bursts of color that were going off in
Tristan's head with each gush of cum. He gasped in
ecstasy and in synch with each burst, "Oh, Oh, Oh,
David I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Oh David, this is so
awesomely great."

The spasms of Tristan's cock inside David's sensitive
ass and Tristan's words pushed David over the edge.
David began to gasp and stroke his cock with abrupt
jerks as he vocalized his pleasure. "Ah, ahh, Ah, AHH,
AHH, AHHH, AHHHH!" David shouted as he shot his
massive load. Long bursts of pale colored cum flooded
out of David's cock and washed over his chest and
belly. The flow of cum diminished as the pulses died
down slowly, accompanied with shudders of total
release. David slowly relaxed from the longest,
wettest, and most pleasurable orgasm of his life. All
motion ceased except for the heaving chests and
blinking eyes as the boys slowly came back to normal
awareness.

David felt Tristan lower himself down slowly onto
David's torso which was covered with cum. He dimly
realized that Tristan was holding his face with both
hands and lightly brushing his skin with his
fingertips. David wrapped his arms around Tristan's
back in an embrace and then lightly ran his fingers
along the small of Tristan's back and as far as he
could reach down Tristan's ass. It felt incredibly
good to have Tristan's weight on him and Tristan's
cock still inside him, the intimate contact filling
him both physically and emotionally. They laid
together like that for some time without speaking,
absorbing their fantastic sexual experience.

"Oh my God, Tristan. That was the most awesome thing
that has ever happened to me!" David finally said
softly while looking into Tristan's loving gaze.

Deep inside Tristan powerful emotions were battling
for supremacy. The joy and love he was feeling was
opposed by the grief and despair of their impending
separation. "David, I love you so much. I was just
thinking that I can't believe I have to go to Texas,"
Tristan replied with a catch in his voice and tears in
his eyes. "Now I know what bittersweet really means
cuz we will be apart from each other after this. I am
so awesomely happy but my heart wants to break at the
same time."

"Yeah, I know. I feel the same way," was David's soft
reply. "I guess I can say it now, Tristan. I never
thought I would ever say it to another guy, but I want
to now. I love you too. I mean I REALLY love you with
everything I have. Even when we are apart, I'll still
love you." Still looking deeply into Tristan's eyes
and seeing his tears, David's emotions overflowed and
his eyes began to brim over.

As the deep emotions of both boys streamed out of
their eyes in loving gazes and trails of tears, David
lifted his head and his lips found Tristan's for a
tender yet passionate kiss that sealed what was to be
bond of deep and abiding love for many years to come.
And so that was how the two medallions depicting the
heads of 2 guys came to symbolize David and Tristan,
the boys who discovered their sexuality and love on
the farm.



To my Readers:

I owe a big thanks to all those of you who wrote to me
with your positive comments and encouragement during
the writing of this series. It was a lot of work, but
very well worth it when I could tell that it had
enough meaning to you that you would care to respond.

So what's in store next for David and Tristan?  Well,
I need your help with that.   Many people have
expressed their dismay over David and Tristan being
separated...but its not too late for that to be
resolved!  I would welcome any suggestions as to how
this deplorable situation can be resolved!  As usual,
you may send your emails to ndman72@yahoo.com.  Stay
tuned for the continuing story of Tristan and David!