Date: Fri, 2 Apr 1999 15:45:25 -0800 (PST)
From: "D.Z." <ndman72@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys on the Farm 2

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. The story begins slowly but builds in
intensity as the days go by and their relationship
deepens so please be patient as you read it. If sex
between teenage boys or normal reproductive acts of
farm animals offend you then you should move on to
something else. This is my first attempt at writing
fiction and I would appreciate any comments emailed
back 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.

I want to add my thanks to the guys who have emailed
their comments to me -- they are appreciated!    

 
BOYS ON THE FARM.
 
Day Two.
 
Grandpa Brandt was always an early riser. The sun had
just risen over the horizon and it was already 74
degrees. It was going to be another scorcher of a day!
'I wonder how those boys slept in this heat-thank god
we got that wall unit air conditioner for the
downstairs.' With that thought in mind he silently went
up the stairs in the old farmhouse and peered into the
room where the boys were sleeping.
 
He surely didn't expect to see the two boys laying
there naked without any covers. David was sleeping on
his side facing away from the door, his perfect body
looking like a reclining nude sculpture. Except for the
color of his sunburned skin-David's back was slightly
pink and his rounded ass cheeks-well, they were red!
Tristan was sleeping on his back with his arms folded
across his stomach and wasn't showing any effects of
the sun. As if it was intentionally emphasizing his
nudity, Tristan's 7-inch hardon was pointing towards
his navel, springing from a base consisting of his
hanging balls and nest of pubic hair above his cock.
 
Somewhat shocked, Grandpa Brandt stood there a moment
absorbing the scene. He envied the boys for their looks
that were unmarred by the passage of time. 'Appears
that David will have a sore ass for a day or so. Looks
like they were doing more than fishing down at the
river,' he thought. 'I wonder how innocent those boys
are in this day of permissive sex?' He silently turned
around and went back downstairs deciding to let the
boys sleep until they woke themselves.
 
Tristan woke first. He opened his eyes to the sunlight
streaming through the dormer window that faced the
south and immediately was aware of his uncovered
erection. Scratching his balls and pubic hair softly he
looked over to David. David was still sleeping on his
side facing Tristan. His blonde hair glowed in the
sunlight and his uncut cock hung down with the tip of
it almost touching the bed. Tristan took full advantage
of this opportunity to study David's naked form. He
noted the muscle definition that was present in David's
arms and torso. He studied David's nickel-sized nipples
and compared them to his own smaller and darker-colored
ones. There was a slightly visible trail of blonde hair
reaching up from David's pubic thatch to his navel.
Most of all he studied David's uncut cock and wished he
had a foreskin that looked so masculine and erotic. 
 
Only by an effort of will could Tristan keep from
touching David's cock. Instead he slowly rubbed his own
erection feeling very sensual in these surroundings.
His movements, though slight, woke David. "Mornin",
mumbled David squinting at Tristan against the
sunlight, "Got a problem?"
 
"No, just was scratching and got hard."
 
David wished he was as well-endowed as Tristan but he
had no intention of admitting it out loud. Here was a
close-up view of Tristan's hardon. He could see the
veins standing out and Tristan's cockhead was dark red.
A drop of precum was about to roll down from his slit.
"So what are you gonna do, finish the job or what?"
 
"Na, I gotta piss too bad. Besides, we were supposed to
go shoot gophers today."
 
With that remark they both jumped out of bed and
started dressing. While Tristan was wrestling his
semi-hardon into his boxer shorts David was putting on
his jockey briefs. As David pulled up his briefs he
began gasping and saying, "Ouch, ouch, ouch, oh my butt
is sore". David twisted his body and was trying to see
his ass.
 
"What do you mean?"
 
""I must have sunburned my ass-look it's all red and it
hurts to put on my briefs. Now what am I going to do?
And why isn't yours sunburned?"
 
After twisting around to see his ass Tristan said, "Its
a little pink but I guess my darker skin kept mine from
burning. Wear something loose-do you have any boxer
shorts with you?"
 
"No, can I borrow one of yours?"
 
"Sure" Tristan replied as he dug in his suitcase. Here
is an older one-it's nice and soft."
 
As boys will, they thundered down the stairs to find
Grandma Brandt setting out cereal and milk for them.
"It's mid morning and we'll be eating lunch at noon in
the hayfield with Grandpa," she explained, "so if you
can get by with this for a quick breakfast?"
 
"Sure." 
"Thanks".
 
After a hurried breakfast the boys went outside to
check everything out. The dogs were napping in the
shade by the door and only Fritz was interested in
where they were going. So the boys headed for the barn
with Fritz running along.
 
Today Ace was outside in the stud coral. He was pacing
around the coral fence and from time to time would look
towards the pasture where the other horses were. He was
such a big, strong-looking horse! The boys watched him
for a short time before heading for the hayloft in the
barn.
 
They repeated their stunts that they had tried
yesterday swinging on the rope. David was moving a
little slowly and didn't want to bump or rub anything
with his ass--it hurt from that sunburn!
 
From outdoors came the squeal of a horse! Over to the
hayloft door dashed the boys to see that the mares and
their colts had come in from the pasture for a drink.
One of the mares had just chased another one away from
the stud coral. She then turned back and as came as
near as she could to Ace where he was in the coral. She
then lifted her tail and pissed a wide stream. Ace
stretched his head over the coral as far as he could,
obviously enraptured with the mare.
 
Ace would smell her backend and then his upper lip
would curl way up and he would lift his head. His cock
which was had been only slightly hanging out suddenly
dropped and hardened into a stiff dick fully as long
and as big around as David's arm! Ace stretched over
the high sides of the coral as best he could while his
immense cock bobbed and waved beneath him. He reared
and put his front feet on the top of the coral which
gave the boys the sight of that horse dick straining to
breed the mare.
 
The boys couldn't help it--they both had hardons
stretching out the front of their jeans. Tristan
couldn't believe the size of that horse's erect cock.
His dick was throbbing and he wanted to jerk it but was
waiting from a cue from David. David, still embarrassed
from yesterday, wasn't about to repeat that performance
but would only occasionally rub his cock through his
jeans. Tristan wanted to do a lot more than that!
 
After some more moving and bobbing of that immense
horse dick, the boys saw streams of horse cum shooting
from Ace's cock. 
 
"Wow! Look at him shoot--it's running off the fence
boards!", exclaimed Tristan. "It must have been a
gallon".
 
"Yeah, he shot as much cum as you can piss," teased
David.
 
Just then the dinner bell rang three times.
 
"Oh, Oh, Grandma is getting ready to leave for the
hayfield."
 
 
Tristan and David ran back to the house and went with
Grandma out to the hayfield to eat lunch with Grandpa.
Then they had a grand afternoon shooting gophers. They
would hide behind the round haybales that were as tall
they were, shooting gopher after gopher. It was a hot
afternoon, but the boys hardly noticed the heat as they
were having a great time.
 
Towards evening Grandpa had finished baling the hay
from that field. The drifting white clouds that had
been floating over all afternoon were growing rapidly
in size and Grandpa was watching them. "Looks like we
could get a storm out of this", he said. We better head
back to the farmyard and get the mares and colts inside
the barn for the night".
 
They all climbed into the cab of Grandpa's tractor.
David sat down rather gingerly and as he did so Grandpa
looked at him and asked, "Why are you sitting like
that? Get some weed stickers in your ass?" (Fully
knowing why David was sitting the way he was).
 
David face flushed bright red and he stammered, "No
Grandpa, we went skinny-dipping yesterday--its
sunburned." 
 
Grandpa laughed and said "You're lucky that's all that
got sunburned! So how many gophers did you guys get?"
 
"Nineteen" (from Tristan).
 
"Thirty-two" (from David).
 
"Good," said Grandpa. "They're such a nuisance--they
make big holes in the field and eat my hay. We'll get
more .22 shells in town and you can have another chance
at them again."
 
Grandpa and the boys drove the tractor about 2 miles
back to the farmyard. With a belch of black diesel
smoke they were cruising down the road in high gear.
Each boy had a turn at driving with only a slight
guiding touch from Grandpa now and then.
 
When they got back to the farm, they chased the mares
and colts into the barn. That mare was still hanging
around the coral and Ace was standing with her,
separated by the coral fence. 
 
Grandpa remarked "Look's like Nellie is in season. Her
colt was stillborn and she's ready to start another.
Chase her in the barn with the others while I put Ace
in his pen." 
 
The boys were only too willing to help!
 
After they had cleaned up and eaten they joined their
grandparents out on the porch. The air was still and it
was very warm. The cooing of the Morning Doves hiding
in the trees was the only sound you could hear other
than the grumbles and mutters of thunder off in the
distance. Grandpa was looking at the clouds building on
the western horizon. "Looks like we're due for a
thunderstorm. It should be here about midnight or so
the way this weather is acting. Hope we don't get much
for hail," Grandpa remarked to his wife and the boys.
"The boys helped me chase the horses into the barn and
I closed everything up so we'll see what these clouds
bring us. Could use about an inch or two of rain now."
 
When it was completely dark they went inside and made
ready to go to bed. Since it was just as warm, if not
warmer in their room as last night, Tristan and David
decided that they would sleep in the nude again.
Tristan was struggling to control his unruly cock the
entire time they were undressing and getting into bed.
He wanted to touch David everywhere!
 
As they were laying in the darkness talking about
shooting gophers that afternoon, Tristan remembered
that Grandpa had asked David about his ass. "What do
you think your Grandpa thought about us
skinny-dipping?" he asked David.
 
"He didn't seem to mind-he just laughed. My ass still
hurts and feels hot. Wish I had some lotion to put on
it like my mom would use for my arms and back when I
sunburned them."
 
Tristan jumped out of bed and started rummaging through
his suitcase. "I think I have some-my mom sent along
some of that stuff from motels. Here it is! Do you want
me to put it on?" he asked.
 
"I guess so, it's been hurting all day," David replied
after a slight hesitation. 
 
"Better lay on something so it doesn't mess up the bed
if I spill," suggested Tristan.
 
David grabbed his T-shirt off the floor and spread it
on the bed. He rolled over on top of it with his hands
pillowing his face. 
 
Tristan was glad the lights were off-his cock was hard
as a rock and was waving around as he moved back to the
bed. His wish had come true and he was finally able to
touch David! Tristan dribbled some lotion over David's
butt cheeks in a circular pattern. He set the bottle
down on the nightstand, sat on the bed next to David
and gently began rubbing the lotion over David's
smooth, round ass. Tristan was almost in heaven as he
massaged the lotion in. "Relax a little and spread your
legs some so I can do all of your ass," instructed
Tristan.
 
As he complied David couldn't believe the sensations he
was experiencing from both sides of his body. The
cooling relief of the lotion combined with Tristan's
massage felt so good. Beyond that however were the
sensations coming from his dick, trapped between his
body and the bed. Tristan's massaging motion was
stimulating his hard dick and then, as Tristan was
spreading the lotion into his crack, Tristan's fingers
were brushing his balls and his asshole. Each time
Tristan fingertips touched those spots it would send
shocks of pleasure racing through David's whole body to
end at the tip of his dick. He couldn't help but wiggle
with pleasure.
 
Instantly the room went from totally dark to fully lit
as if the world's largest strobe light turned on.
Tristan would never forget this scene of David lying
naked in front of him as it flashed into view for an
instant. CRACK! KABOOM! A very near lightening strike
with almost instantaneously deafening thunder shook the
entire house. David and Tristan leapt out of the bed
and rushed to the window. Only a hundred feet away in
front of the house was a tree split in two and smoking.
Lightening was striking repeatedly in all directions as
the boys stood there naked in the window watching
nature's fireworks. Each flash would illuminate the
boys as they stood there with their semi-hard cocks
sticking out from their bodies while they looked out
the window. As if the lightening was ripping apart the
moisture-bearing clouds, rain began pouring from the
sky. Small hail began bouncing off the grass below.
 
Grandpa's voice came echoing up the stairs, "Are you
boys OK?"
 
At the sound of his voice David and Tristan realized
what they looked like and immediately covered their
cocks with a hand while quietly dashing for the bed and
pulling the sheet over their nakedness. 
 
"Yeah, we're fine. That lightening was close!" yelled
David back.
 
"That should be the worst of it-you boys stay inside.
This lightening is too dangerous to be outside."
 
"OK Grandpa. Goodnight."
 
Gradually the sound of the rain on the roof became
quieter and settled in a slow, steady patter. Their
room was still hot and they laid back and drifted off
to sleep. Tristan replayed the vision he had of David
laying naked in front of him over and over in his head,
memorizing every detail of how he looked and felt as
Tristan applied the lotion to his ass. If only he could
have done more... And then, the sight of David standing
by the window semi-hard with his body being illuminated
in various degrees by the lightening! Tristan's cock
stiffened again with those thoughts in his head. He
turned on his side so he wouldn't accidentally touch
David with his hardon. He smeared his precum around on
his cockhead for a bit with his finger until he had to
quit before he would have to jerk off to relieve the
building sexual urge. He slowly fell asleep feeling
frustrated that he couldn't act on his longings for
David.
 
David was also thinking. He had been so aroused by what
Tristan had been doing to him and he was so torn by his
mixed emotions. Tristan was his best friend and he
valued their friendship and the lotion massage felt so
good. But wasn't it wrong for another guy to be
touching his ass? When Tristan brushed against his
balls and his asshole the feelings in his cock that
touch produced were so powerful and new (and scary) for
David. "Am I gay?" he wondered over and over. His dick
was hard from remembering how good it felt. "What
should I do about Tristan? Maybe I should just dump him
as a friend and avoid the temptations he's making me
feel. But...he's my best friend and I don't want to
dump him." Around and around his thoughts whirled as he
slowly fell asleep to the quiet patter of the rain.